1 EXT. PERU - HIGH JUNGLE - DAY 1
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
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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 jacket,
a flapped holster, and a brimmed felt hat with a weird
feather stuck in the band. Behind him come two Spanish
Peruvians, SATIPO and BARRANCA. Bringing up the rear are five
Yagua INDIANS. They act as porters and are wrangling the two
heavily-packed llamas. The Indians become increasingly
nervous. They speak to each other in bursts of Quechua. The
American, who is known to his friends as Indy, glances back
They’re talking about the Curse
He turns and yells at the Indians in Quechua, his anger
giving an indication of his own fears. The party reaches a
break in the canyon wall and takes the trail through it.
When they emerge, their destination is revealed to them in
the distance. Beyond a thick stand of trees is the vegetation
enshrouded TEMPLE OF THE CHACHAPOYAN WARRIORS, 2000 years
The entire party is struck by the sight. The Indians,
terrified now, chatter away. Suddenly the three at the back
turn and run, dropping their packs as they go. Barranca yells
at the fleeing Indians and pulls his pistol out. He starts to
raise his arm to aim but Indy restrains it in a muscular
Barranca looks evilly at Indy’s hand upon him. Indy releases
him and smiles in a friendly way.
We don’t need them.
Satipo watches this confrontation with some concern.
I do not carry supplies.
We’ll leave them. Once we’ve got
it, we’ll be able to reach the
plane by dusk.
He turns back to the trail. Satipo gets the two remaining
Indians moving behind Indy. Satipo and Barranca then have a
fast, silent communication: Barranca indicates his desire to
slit Indy’s throat; Satipo gives him a look that says “Be
patient, you idiot”
2 THE APPROACH TO THE TEMPLE 2
The party fans out to fight their way through the entwined
trees that guard the temple. Visibility is cut to five feet
in the heavy mist. Satipo extracts a short, native dart from
a tree and examines the point gingerly.
The Hovitos are near. The poison is
still fresh...three days. They’re
following us, I tell you.
If they knew we were here, they
would have killed us already.
The two Indians jabber in Quechua, near hysteria. Barranca is
sweating profusely, eyes darting. He yells at the Indians in
Quechua to “shut up”.
In the undergrowth, there is slithering movement.
Indian #1 draws aside a branch and is face with a horrific
stone sculpture of a Chachapoyan demon. The Indian is so
frightened no sound comes out when he screams. He turns and
runs silently away.
Indian #2 calls to his friend. Getting no response, he steps
in that direction. A huge macaw, flushed from the
undergrowth, screams and flies away. Indian #2 does exactly
the same thing, never to be seen again.
Indy, Satipo and Barranca, just clearing the trees, look back
in that direction. They all turn to face the Temple.
It is dark and awesome. Vegatation curls from every crevice,
over each elaborate frieze. The entrance - round, open and
black - has been designed to look like open jaws.