sure.
Shit. Im not getting a line. It happens in the rain.
The phone doesnt work.
St. Judes has -hour emergency, miles east.
Okay.
You sit here, okay?
Keep pressure on the wound. Ill be back with an ambulance.
What are you doing?
Sorry. Its a step down from the Ramada, but itll have to do.
I am not staying here. Are you out of your mind?
This is my car. You work for me. Get those bags back
On a distant, rainy hill, the old Frankenstein castle, as we knew and loved it, is illuminated by ANOTHER BOLT OF LIGHTNING.
MUSIC: AN EERIE TRANSYLVANIAN LULLABY begins to PLAY in the background.
ANOTHER ANGLE
As we MOVE SLOWLY CLOSER to the castle. It is completely dark, except for one room - a study in the corner of the castle - which is only lit by candles.
Now we are just outside a rain-spla
gauge
now starts rising.
BOBBY
No!...Not now!...Shit!
A couple of SEMIS roar past in the opposite direction,
buffetting the Mustang with their air waves.
EXT. FORK IN THE ROAD - DAY
The car rolls into a fork in the road, limping with the droop of
an animal that wont make another hundred yards.
One sign on the larger road says "GLOBE" is 29 miles away. The
other sign, on the lesser road, tells us
gauge automatic shotgun casually at his side, steps in front of them. He smiles laconically, and BLASTS OUT FIVE SHOTS that rip THROUGH US. By the second shot, the whole jungle blazes out with AUTOMATIC FIRE.
Out VIEW TURNS as the men around us are thrown and torn, screaming and scattering into the jungle. More AMERICANS appear; unexplainably, out of the growth. It is now that we fully SEE the bi
The dense, lush rain forests of the eastern slopes of the Andes, the place known as "The Eyebrow of the Jungle". Ragged, jutting canyon walls are half-hidden by the thick mists.
The MAIN TITLE is followed by this:
"PERU"
A narrow trail across the green face of the canyon. A group of men make their way along it. At the head of the party is an American, INDIANA JONES. He wears a short leather jacke