Befuddled, he doesn't know which basket she is hidden in. When he fires on the truck's driver, the truck swerves, slowly rolls over, and explodes in an enormous blast in the center of the marketplace. The explosion ignites its entire contents and presumably kills Marion. Good evening, Dr. Jones. I almost regret it.
Archaeology is our religion.
Yet we have both fallen from the pure faith. Our methods have not differed as much as you pretend. I am a shadowy reflection of you. It would take only a nudge to make you like me, to push you out of the light. Now you're getting nasty.