Indy gives the whip a short pull and Barranca’s arm is jerked
down, where it involuntarily discharges the gun into the
dirt. Barranca is amazed, but feels some slack in the whip
and immediately raises the gun toward Indy again, cocking it
with his free hand.
Indy’s face goes hard. And sad.
Indy sweeps his arm in a wide arc. Barranca spins around,
enclosed in the whip, his gun hand stuck tight against his
body. Indy gives one more short jerk on the whip handle and
Barranca’s gun fires. Barranca falls dead.
Indy looks quickly at Satipo, who is shocked and frightened.
He raises his arms in supplication.
I knew nothing! He was crazy!
Indy looks him over, then nods. He frees the whip from
Barranca’s body and picks up the man. His eyes sweep the
3 INT. TEMPLE - INCLINED PASSAGE - DAY 3
Indy and Satipo, carrying a torch, walk up the slightly
inclined, tubular passage from the main entrance. The
interior is wet and dark, hanging with plant life and
stalactites. Their echoing footsteps intermittently overpower
the sounds of loud dripping, whistling air drafts and
4 HALL OF SHADOWS 4
Indy leads the way down a twisting hallway, Satipo’s torch
barely lighting his way from behind. Indy disappears in a
shadow and when he reappears a moment later a huge black
tarantula is crawling up the back of his jacket.
Indy doesn’t notice and disappears into another shadow,
emerging with two more tarantulas on his back.
Satipo sees them and makes a frightened grunting sound. Indy
looks at him, sees what he’s pointing at and casually brushes
all three spiders off with his rolled whip, as he would a
fly. Satipo pirouettes for an inspection and Indy flicks one
off the Peruvian’s back.