Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade

BRODY: May we go home now, please?

SALLAH: The dog!? You are named after the dog...

BRODY: Yes.

SALLAH: Egyptian Mail. Morning edition. Run!

BRODY: Did you say...? Uh, uh...

BRODY: Yes.

SALLAH: Papers, sir. Got it here.

BRODY: My reputation precedes me.

SALLAH: There is no museum in Iskenderun.

BRODY: Oh, what?... your servant, sir.

SALLAH: And I am his.

BRODY: Yes, but don't panic. Everything's under control. Have you... have you arranged our supplies?

SALLAH: Oh, yes, of course. But where are we going?

BRODY: Oh, this map will show you. It was drawn by, uh...

BRODY: Oh, Sallah! What a relief!

SALLAH: Marcus Brody, sir. And where is Indy?

BRODY: Oh, he's in Austria. A slight detour.

SALLAH: You are on your own?

BRODY: Indy... Indy, you must hurry!! Come quickly!

INDY: It's... a leap of faith. Oh, God.

BRODY: What about you?

INDY: I'm going after Dad.

BRODY: Now, he knew there was a city with an oasis due east. Here. He knew the course turned south through the desert to a river, and the river led into the mountains. Here. Straight to the canyon. He knew everything except where to begin, the name of the city.

INDY: Alexandretta. Now we know.

BRODY: Yes. Now we know.

INDY: Marcus, get hold of Sallah. Tell him to meet you in Iskenderun.

INDY: The present city of Iskenderun is built on its ruins. Marcus -- you remember what the Grail Tablet said. "Across the desert and through the mountain to the Canyon of the Crescent Moon." But where exactly?

BRODY: Your father would know. Your father did know. Look. He made a map.

INDY: How's the head?

BRODY: It's better, now I've seen this. It's the name of a city. "Alexandretta?" Hmmm...

BRODY: Look, Indy. The Roman numerals!

INDY: Dad was onto something here!

BRODY: Well, now we know the source of the numbers, but we still don't know what they mean.

INDY: Marcus -- I've seen this window before.

BRODY: Where?

INDY: That doesn't look much like a library.

BRODY: It looks like a converted church.

INDY: Ah, Venice...

BRODY: Yes. Uh, how will we recognize this Doctor Schneider when we see him?

INDY: I don't know. Maybe he'll know us.

BRODY: But if you want facts, Indy, I have none to give you. At my age, I'm prepared to take a few things on faith.

INDY: Call Donovan, Marcus. Tell him I'll take that ticket to Venice now.

BRODY: I'll tell him we'll take two.

INDY: Do you believe the Grail actually exists?

BRODY: The search for the Cup of Christ is the search for the divine in all of us.

INDY: It's Dad's Grail Diary. Every clue he ever followed. Every discovery he made. A complete record of his search for the Holy Grail. This is his whole life. Why would he have sent this to me?

BRODY: I don't know. But someone must want it pretty badly.

INDY: Do you believe, Marcus?

INDY: Venice, Italy!

BRODY: What is it?

INDY: Dad?

BRODY: It's today's mail. And it's been opened.

BRODY: What has the old fool got himself into now?

INDY: I don't know. But whatever it is, he's in over his head!

INDY: Your treat.

BRODY: Yes. My treat.

INDY: You know how long I've been looking for that?!

BRODY: All your life.

INDY: All my life!

BRODY: Well done, Indy. Very well done, indeed. This will find a place of honor in our Spanish collection.

INDY: Marcus! I did it!

BRODY: You've got it!

BRODY: Indy! Henry! Follow met I know the way! Haaa!

HENRY: Got lost in his own museum, huh?

HENRY: The Word of God...

BRODY: No, Henry. Try not to talk.

HENRY: The Name of God...

BRODY: Look what you did!

HENRY: It's war.

BRODY: Henry, the pen --

HENRY: What?

BRODY: But don't you see? The pen is mightier than the sword.

BRODY: Henry! What are you doing here?!

HENRY: It's a rescue, old boy. Come on.

HENRY: Marcus!

BRODY: Arghhh! Oh!

DONOVAN: Well, Marcus, we are on the brink of the recovery of the greatest artifact in the history of mankind.

BRODY: You're meddling with powers you cannot possibly comprehend.

DONOVAN: Care to wet your whistle, Marcus?

BRODY: I'd rather spit in your face. But as I haven't got any spit...

BRODY: Tell me, what's going to happen when we get to Venice?

DONOVAN: Don't worry. Doctor Schneider will be there to meet you.

BRODY: Schneider?

DONOVAN: I maintain an apartment in Venice, at your disposal.

BRODY: Oh, well. That's good. Thank you.

BUTLER: Are you expected?

INDY: Don't take that tone with me, my good man. Now buttle off and tell Baron Brunwald that Lord Clarence MacDonald and his lovely assistant are here to view the tapestries.

BUTLER: Tapestries?

INDY: Dear me, the man is dense. This is a castle, isn't it? There are tapestries?

BUTLER: This is a castle. And we have many tapestries. But if you're a Scottish lord, then I am Mickey Mouse.

INDY: How dare he?!

INDY: I'm through!

DONOVAN: We're through!

DONOVAN: Impossible? What do you say, Jones? Ready to go down in history?

INDY: As what? A Nazi stooge like you?

DONOVAN: Nazis?! -- Is that the limit of your vision?! The Nazis want to write themselves into the Grail legend and take on the world. Well, they're welcome. But I want the Grail itself. The cup that gives everlasting life. Hitler can have the world, but he can't take it with him. I'm going to be drinking my own health when he's gone the way of the Dodo. The Grail is mine, and you're going to get it for me.

INDY: Shooting me won't get you anywhere.

DONOVAN: You know something, Doctor Jones? You're absolutely right.

INDY: DONOVAN!

DONOVAN: Didn't I warn you not to trust anybody, Doctor Jones?

DONOVAN: This is the manuscript in which the friar chronicled the Knight's story... it doesn't reveal on location of the Grail, I'm afraid... but the Knight promised that two "markers" that had been left behind would. This Tablet is one of those "markers." It proves the Knight's story is true. But as you pointed out -- it's incomplete. Now, the second "marker" is entombed with the Knight's dead brother. Our project leader believes that tomb to be located within the city of Venice, Italy. As you can now see, Doctor Jones, we're about to complete a great quest that began almost two thousand years ago. We're only one step away.

INDY: That's usually when the ground falls out from underneath your feet.

DONOVAN: You could be more right than you know.

INDY: Yes?

DONOVAN: We've hit a snag. Our project leader has vanished. Along with all his research. Uh, we received a cable from his colleague, Doctor Schneider, who has no idea of his whereabouts or what's become of him. I want you to pick up the trail where he left off. Find the man and you will find the Grail.

INDY: You've got the wrong Jones, Mister Donovan. Why don't you try my father?

DONOVAN: We already have. Your father is the man who's disappeared.

DONOVAN: Let me tell you another "bedtime story," Doctor Jones. After the Grail was entrusted to Joseph of Arimathaea, it disappeared and was lost for a thousand years before it was found again by three Knights of the First Crusade. Three brothers, to be exact.

INDY: I've heard this one as well. Two of these brothers walked out of the desert one hundred and fifty years after having found the Grail and began the long journey back to France. But only one of them made it. And before dying of extreme old age, he supposedly imparted his tale to a -- to a Franciscan friar, I think.

DONOVAN: Not "supposedly," Doctor Jones.

DONOVAN: Hard to resist, isn't it? The Holy Grail's final resting place described in detail!

INDY: What good is it? This Grail Tablet speaks of deserts and mountains and canyons. Pretty vague. Where do you start looking? Maybe if the Tablet were intact, you'd have something to go on. But the entire top portion is missing.

DONOVAN: Just the same, an attempt to recover the Grail is currently underway.

INDY: The Arthur Legend. I've heard this bedtime story before.

DONOVAN: Eternal life, Doctor Jones! The gift of youth to whoever drinks from the Grail. Oh, now that's a bedtime story I'd like to wake up to!

INDY: An old man's dream.

DONOVAN: Every man's dream. Including your father's, I believe.

INDY: "Where the cup that holds the blood of Jesus Christ resides forever."

DONOVAN: The Holy Grail, Doctor Jones. The chalice used by Christ during the Last Supper. The cup that caught His blood at the Crucifixion and was entrusted to Joseph of Arimathaea.

INDY: Well, it's sandstone. Christian symbol. Early Latin text. Mid-Twelfth Century, I should think.

DONOVAN: That was our assessment as well.

INDY: Where did this come from?

DONOVAN: My engineers unearthed it in the mountain region north of Ankara while excavating for copper. Can you translate the inscription?

DONOVAN: My name is Donovan. Walter Donovan.

INDY: I know who you are Mr. Donovan. Your contributions to the museum over the years have been extremely generous. Some of the pieces in your collection here are very impressive.

DONOVAN: Well, like yourself, Doctor Jones, I have a passion for antiquities. Have a look over here. This might interest you.

INDY: Elsa. Elsa don't. Elsa. Elsa. Give me your other hand, honey. I can't hold you.

ELSA: I can reach it. I can reach it...

INDY: Elsa! Elsa, don't move!

ELSA: It's ours, Indy. Yours and mine.

INDY: Elsa, don't cross the Seal. The Knight warned us not to take the Grail from here.

ELSA: I never expected to see you again.

INDY: I'm like a bad penny. I always turn up.

INDY: All I have to do is squeeze.

ELSA: All I have to do is scream.

ELSA: Is that what you think of me? I believe in the Grail, not the Swastika.

INDY: Yet you stood up to be counted with the enemy of everything the Grail stands for -- who gives a damn what you think?

ELSA: You do.

ELSA: You came back for the book? Why?

INDY: My father didn't want it incinerated.

ELSA: How did you get here?

INDY: Where is it? I want it.

ELSA: This book contained a map -- a map with no names -- precise directions from the unknown city to the secret Canyon of the Crescent Moon.

INDY: So it did.

INDY: This one. I think he's in here.

ELSA: How do you know?

ELSA: What are you going to do?

INDY: Don't know. Think of something.

INDY: What do you know about this place?

ELSA: I know the Brunwalds are famous art collectors.

INDY: At least I let you tag along.

ELSA: Oh, yes. Give them a flower and they'll follow you anywhere.

INDY: Knock it off. You're not mad.

ELSA: No?

INDY: No. You like the way I do things.

ELSA: It's lucky I don't do things the same way. You'd still be standing at the Venice pier.

INDY: This.

ELSA: The Grail Diary.

INDY: Uh-huh.

ELSA: You had it? You didn't trust me!

ELSA: My room!

INDY: Mine, too.

ELSA: What were they looking for?

INDY: I said go around!

ELSA: You said go between them!

INDY: I said don't go between them!

INDY: Don't wander off.

ELSA: What?

ELSA: Wouldn't it be wonderful if he were here now to see this?

INDY: He never would have made it past the rats! He hates rats! He's scared to death of them!

ELSA: What's that?

INDY: It's a rubbing Dad made of the Grail Tablet.

INDY: It must be one of these...

ELSA: Look at the artistry of these carvings and the scrollwork.

INDY: The Ark of the Covenant.

ELSA: Are you sure?

INDY: Pretty sure.

ELSA: Pagan symbols. Fourth or Fifth Century.

INDY: Right. Six hundred years before the Crusades.

ELSA: The Christians would have dug their own passages and burial chambers centuries later.

INDY: Bingo.

ELSA: You don't disappoint, Doctor Jones. You're a great deal like your father.

INDY: Except he's lost, and I'm not.

ELSA: Lower me down.

INDY: My dad sent me this Diary for a reason. Until we find out why, I suggest we keep it to ourselves.

ELSA: Find something?

INDY: It would make me very happy.

ELSA: But I'm already sad -- by tomorrow it will have faded.

INDY: Tomorrow I'll steal you another.

INDY: Fraulein -- will you permit me?

ELSA: I usually don't.

INDY: I usually don't either.

ELSA: In that case, I permit you.

ELSA: The last time I saw your father we were in the library. He was very close to tracking down the Knight's Tomb. I've never seen him so excited. He was as giddy as a schoolboy.

INDY: Who? Attila the Professor? He was never giddy, even when he was a schoolboy!

INDY: And my mother's ears. But the rest belongs to you.

ELSA: Looks like the best parts have already been spoken for.

ELSA: Doctor Jones?

INDY: Yes?

ELSA: I knew it was you --

INDY: Uh-huh.

HENRY: After you, Junior.

INDY: Yes, sir! Haaa!

INDY: Ready?

HENRY: Ready.

INDY: I like Indiana.

HENRY: We named the dog Indiana.

HENRY: What did you find, Junior?

INDY: Junior?! Dad...

HENRY: Elsa never really believed in the Grail. She thought she'd found a prize.

INDY: What did you find, Dad?

HENRY: Me?... Illumination.

HENRY: Junior, give me your other hand! I can't hold on!!

INDY: I can get it -- I can almost reach it, Dad.

HENRY: But in the Latin alphabet, "Jehovah" begins with an "I".

INDY: "J".

INDY: The penitent man is humble before God.

HENRY: Penitent. Penitent...

INDY: The penitent man is humble...

HENRY: "Only the penitent man will pass. Only the penitent man will pass."

INDY: The penitent man will pass. The penitent... the penitent. The penitent man...

HENRY: The penitent man. The penitent...

INDY: Dad?!

HENRY: Junior...

INDY: Dad?

HENRY: You call this archaeology?

INDY: Get out of there, Dad!

HENRY: Now, who are all these people?

INDY: Who cares? As long as they're keeping Donovan busy. Dad, you stay here while Sallah and I organize some transportation.

HENRY: What do you think you're doing?! Get down!

INDY: Dad, we're well out of range.

HENRY: This is intolerable!

INDY: This could be close.

HENRY: Those people are trying to kill us!

INDY: I know, Dad!

HENRY: It's a new experience for me.

INDY: It happens to me all the time.

HENRY: Nice landing.

INDY: Thanks.

INDY: Dad, are we hit?!

HENRY: More or less. Son, I'm sorry. They got us.

INDY: Dad -- eleven o'clock!!

HENRY: What happens at eleven o'clock?

HENRY: I didn't know you could fly a plane.

INDY: Fly... yes. Land... no.

INDY: Well... I can't think of anything.

HENRY: Then what are you complaining about? Look, we have work to do. When we get to Alexandretta we will face three challenges. "First, the breath of God. Only the penitent man will pass. Second, the Word of God, only in the footsteps of God will he proceed. Third, the Path of God, only in the leap from the lion's head will he prove his worth."

INDY: What does that mean?

HENRY: I don't know. We'll find out.

HENRY: Did I ever tell you to eat up? Go to bed? Wash your ears? Do your homework? No. I respected your privacy and I taught you self-reliance.

INDY: What you taught me was that I was less important to you than people who had been dead for five hundred years in another country. And I learned it so well that we've hardly spoken for twenty years.

HENRY: You left just when you were becoming interesting.

INDY: Dad, how can you?

HENRY: Very well. I'm here now.

INDY: Do you remember the last time we had a quiet drink? I had a milk shake.

HENRY: Hmmm... What did we talk about?

INDY: We didn't talk. We never talked.

HENRY: And do I detect a rebuke?

INDY: A regret. It was just the two of us, Dad. It was a lonely way to grow up. For you, too. If you had been an ordinary, average father like the other guys' dads, you'd have understood that.

HENRY: Actually, I was a wonderful father.

INDY: When?

HENRY: You know, sharing your adventures is an interesting experience.

INDY: That's not all we shared. It's disgraceful. You're old enough to be her fa... er, her grandfather!

HENRY: Well, I'm as human as the next man.

INDY: I was the next man.

HENRY: Ships that pass in the night...

HENRY: When we're airborne, with Germany behind us, then I'll share that sentiment.

INDY: Relax.

HENRY: What did you get?

INDY: I don't know. The first available flight out of Germany.

HENRY: Good.

HENRY: That's for blasphemy. The quest for the Grail is not archaeology. It's a race against evil. If it is captured by the Nazis, the armies of darkness will march all over the face of the earth. Do you understand me?

INDY: This is an obsession Dad. I never understood it. Never. Neither did Mom.

HENRY: Oh yes, she did. Only too well. Unfortunately she kept her illness from me until all I could do was mourn her.

HENRY: You're going the wrong Way! We have to get to Berlin!

INDY: Brody's this way.

HENRY: My Diary's in Berlin.

INDY: You don't need the Diary, Dad. Marcus has the map.

HENRY: There is more in the Diary than just the map.

INDY: All right Dad -- tell me.

HENRY: Well, he who finds the Grail must face the final challenge.

INDY: What final challenge?

HENRY: Three devices of such lethal cunning.

INDY: Booby traps?

HENRY: Oh, yes. But I found the clues that will safely take us through, in the Chronicles of St. Anselm.

INDY: But what are they? Can't you remember?

HENRY: I wrote them down in my Diary so that I wouldn't have to remember.

INDY: Half the German Army's on our tail and you want me to go to Berlin? Into the lion's den?

HENRY: Yes! The only thing that matters is the Grail.

INDY: What about Marcus?

HENRY: Marcus would agree with me.

INDY: Two selfless martyrs. Jesus Christ!

HENRY: Stop!

INDY: What?

HENRY: Stop! Stop!

INDY: Come on, Dad. Come on!

HENRY: What about the boat? We're not going on the boat?

INDY: Dad!

HENRY: ...the solution presents itself.

HENRY: This is intolerable!

INDY: I'm out, Dad!

HENRY: What?

INDY: Head for the fireplace!

HENRY: Oh.

INDY: Dad!

HENRY: What?

INDY: Dad!

HENRY: What?

INDY: Dad!

HENRY: I ought to tell you something.

INDY: Don't get sentimental now Dad -- save it 'til we get out of here.

HENRY: The floor's on fire! See?!

INDY: What???

HENRY: And the chair.

INDY: All right, move! Move! Rock your Chair. Do what I do.

HENRY: What am I looking for?

INDY: My lucky charm.

HENRY: Feels like a cigarette lighter.

INDY: Try and burn through the ropes.

INDY: Ooooh... I like the Austrian way better.

HENRY: So did I.

INDY: Let's try and get these ropes loose. We've got to get to Marcus before the Nazis do!

HENRY: You said he had two days' start. That he would blend in. Disappear!

INDY: Are you kidding? -- I made that up! You know Marcus -- he got lost once in his own museum!

INDY: She ransacked her own room and I fell for it. How did you know she was a Nazi?

HENRY: Umh?

INDY: How did you she was a Nazi?

HENRY: She talks in her sleep.

INDY: No! Don't Shoot!

HENRY: Don't worry. He won't.

HENRY: You didn't, did you? You didn't bring it, did you?

INDY: Well, uh...

HENRY: You did!!

INDY: Look, can we discuss this later?

HENRY: I should have mailed it to the Marx Brothers.

INDY: Will you take it easy!

HENRY: Take it easy?! Why do you think I sent it home in the first place? So it wouldn't fall into their hands!!

INDY: I came here to save you.

HENRY: Oh yeah? And who's gonna come to save you, Junior??

HENRY: ...you did it.

INDY: No, Dad. You did. Forty years.

HENRY: If only I could have been with you.

INDY: There were rats, Dad.

HENRY: Rats?

INDY: Yeah, big ones. What do the Nazis want with you Dad?

HENRY: They want my diary.

INDY: Yeah?

INDY: Found it.

HENRY: He was actually there? You saw him?

INDY: Well, what was left of him.

HENRY: And his shield... the inscription on Sir Richard's shield...?

INDY: Alexandretta. It's a great moment in Henry's life. He turns aside, lost to himself for a moment, then turns to Indy with joy.

HENRY: Alexandretta... of course... on the pilgrim trail from the Eastern Empire. Oh, Junior...

HENRY: Humpf -- so I was wrong this time. But by God, I wasn't wrong when I mailed you my Diary. You obviously got it.

INDY: I got it and I used it. We found the entrance to the catacombs.

HENRY: Through the library?

INDY: Right.

HENRY: I knew it. And the tomb of Sir Richard?

INDY: No! Dad, get your stuff. We've got to get out of here.

HENRY: Well, I am sorry about your head, though. But I thought you were one of them.

INDY: Dad, they come in through the doors.

HENRY: Good point.

HENRY: Oh, it breaks the heart.

INDY: And the head. You hit me, Dad!

HENRY: I'll never forgive myself --

INDY: Don't worry -- I'm fine.

HENRY: Thank God!

HENRY: It is you Junior!

INDY: Don't call me that, please.

HENRY: But what are you doing here?

INDY: I came to get you! What do you think?

INDY: Dad!

HENRY: Out!

INDY: It's important!

HENRY: Then wait -- count to twenty.

INDY: No, Dad. You listen to me --

HENRY: Junior!

KNIGHT: You're strangely dressed... for a knight.

INDY: I'm not exactly... a knight. What do you mean?

KNIGHT: I was chosen because I was the bravest and the most worthy. The honor was mine until another came to challenge me to single combat. I pass it to you who vanquished me.

KNIGHT: I knew you'd come, but my strength has left me.

INDY: Who are you?

KNIGHT: The last of three brothers who swore an oath to find the Grail and to guard it.

INDY: That was seven hundred years ago.

KNIGHT: A long time to wait.

INDY: Sallah, I said no camels! That's five camels. Can't you Count?

SALLAH: Compensation for my brother-in-law's car. Indy, your father and Brody --

INDY: Where's my father?

SALLAH: They have them. In the belly of that steel beast.

INDY: I'm going after those horses.

SALLAH: I'll take the camels.

INDY: I don't need camels.

SALLAH: But, Indy --

INDY: No camels!

SALLAH: That car belonged to my brother-in- law.

INDY: Come on -- come on!

SALLAH: Get that camel out of the way!

INDY: What happened to Marcus, Sallah?

SALLAH: Ah, they set out across the desert this afternoon. I believe they took Mister Brody with them.

KAZIM: Ask yourself, why do you seek the Cup of Christ? Is it for His glory, or for yours?

INDY: I didn't come for the Cup of Christ. I came to find my father.

KAZIM: In that case, God be with you in your quest. Your father is being held in the Castle of Brunwald on the Austrian-German border.

INDY: All right! Where's my father

KAZIM: If you let me go, I will tell you where he is.

INDY: Who are you?

KAZIM: My name is Kazim.

INDY: And why were you trying to kill me?

KAZIM: The secret of the Grail has been safe for a thousand years. And for all that time the Brotherhood of the Cruciform Sword has been prepared to do anything to keep it safe.

INDY: This is your last chance.

KAZIM: No, Doctor Jones. It's yours!

INDY: Why are you trying to kill us?

KAZIM: Because you're looking for the Holy Grail.

INDY: My father was looking for the Holy Grail. Did you kill him too?

KAZIM: No.

INDY: Where is he? Talk -- or you're dead. Damn it, tell me! Tell me!

KAZIM: If you don't let go, Doctor Jones, we'll both die.

INDY: Then we'll die.

KAZIM: My soul is prepared. How's yours?