Indiana Jones and the Dial of Destiny/Transcript

== Opening Prologue ==
Nazi: [in German] An American Colonel. He was at the gate, impersonating an officer.
Colonel Weber: You were alone? Spy. You were alone?
Indiana Jones: I like to be alone.
Weber: What did you come here for?
Indiana: You got a lot of nice stuff. Other people's stuff...
Weber: "To the victor belongs the spoils."
Indiana: "To the victor"? Berlin's in rubble. The Fürher's in hiding! You lost.
Weber: [in German] Take him upstairs.
Indiana: What? What-- Hey! Hey, wait a second, guys!
[The following conversation is spoken entirely in German:]
Jürgen Voller: A moment. Please! Stop! I must speak to the commander. Colonel. I found it!
Weber: Do as he says, open it. Doctor.
Voller: The Lance of Longinus.
Weber: The blade that drew Christ's blood... The Holy Lance. Double the guard. This is the prize the Fürher seeks.
Voller: Colonel, we need to talk--
Weber: No time, Doctor. The train to Berlin is waiting! [in German] Search the woods! Take the dogs. Do you think that spy was alone? Go! Go! Go! We're moving out! On the double!
Indiana: Looks like they're leaving without you guys.
Nazi Interrogator: Tell us your story or die.
Indiana: S-Story? Um... Okay, okay. Well, heh... It all started... once upon a time... when this village of stupid blue-eyed boys decided to join hands together and follow this sweaty little Pied Piper named "Adolf"-- 
Nazi: [in German] This man was with the American. This is the American's bag. 
Basil: [in German] What have I done? 
Weber: [in German] Bring him to my carriage. 
Nazi: [in German] Careful! This is the Fürher's special relic! 
Weber: [in German] Stay seated. So... You are a birdwatcher? 
Basil: [in German] Yes. Because of the bombing, the wagtails are following a completely different trajectory. 
Weber: [in German] We caught your accomplice. The American. 
Indiana: Oh, my! 
Indiana: Get off me! 
Weber: There's one reason you're still alive, birdwatcher. Who sent you, what was your mission? 
Basil: Please, Colonel, no! I beg you! My name is Basil Shaw. I-- I'm a professor at Oxford. An archaeologist. 
Indiana: There you are... 
Voller: [in German] There is a problem. I must speak to the Colonel. It's urgent. 
Basil: I have a daughter, I beg you... 
Weber: I guarantee you will never see your child again, Mister Shaw. Unless you explain why your accomplice had this. 
Basil: We were told that the Lance of Longinus could be found at the fortress. We were looking for it! 
Weber: Why? Because of its power? 
Basil: It has no power! My friend and I were trying to save history. 
Voller: [in German] I must speak to the Colonel! It's about the Lance. 
Voller: [in German] I only had a moment to look at it. Of course, my training is in physics-- 
Weber: [in German] For God's sake, spit it out! 
Voller: [in German] The Lance... 
Indiana: It's a fake. 
Voller: [in German] It's a fake. 
Weber: [in German] A fake? 
Voller: [in German] The blade is an alloy. Fifty years old, the engravings recent. It's a replica. 
Weber: [in German] We're dead. 
Indiana: Twelfth century, thirteenth century, Ramses the Second... None of this stuff is fake... I gotta stop this train! 
Voller: [in German] There is another relic on this train. One with real power. 
Weber: [in German] What are you talking about? 
Voller: [in German] The Antikythera. 
Weber: [in German] The Antikythera?! Enough about that old dial! 
Voller: [in German] Colonel, the Fürher has lost the war, and his mind! Let me explain. The Antikythera's power is not supernatural. It is mathematics. Whoever harnesses it will not be King... nor Emperor... or Fürher... He will be God. 
Indiana: Too many Nazis! 
Nazi: Saboteur! 
Weber: [in German] ...And how do you propose we tell him this? "My Fürher, I'm sorry the Lance of Christ is fake. But here... is half of something you've never heard of." Tell me. Have you ever MET HITLER?!! 
Nazi: A saboteur aboard. And Hitler's Lance is gone. 
Young Nazi: [in German] That way! 
Young Nazi: [in German] What are you doing here?! 
Indiana: What the hell? 
Basil: Indy? 
Indiana: Baz? 
Basil: You're alive! 
Indiana: So far. I thought I told you to stay in the woods, Baz. 
Basil: What sort of a man hides in a hedge while his friend is facing death? 
Basil: This lot are carting off half the world's antiquities. 
Indiana: I was gonna stop 'em, but now I've gotta rescue you! 
Basil: Did you at least find the Lance? 
Indiana: "At least"? 
Basil: Well, have you got it? 
Indiana: It's a fake. 
Basil: What?! 
Indiana: A reproduction! 
Voller: [in German] Who are you? 
Basil: Indy? The Antikythera! Archimedes' Dial... 
Indiana: Bring it. Hurry up, Baz! Give me that. C'mon! Get up, Baz! Follow me. 
Basil: Towards the gun?! 
Indiana: Away from the Nazis! 
Basil: Those are Nazis! 
Indiana: Get down, down, down! This way, c'mon! 
Basil: I can't do that! 
Indiana: You wanna stop for a little lie-down?! 
Voller: [in German] They have the Antikythera! 
Indiana: Easy! 
Basil: Tunnel! 
Basil: No! 
Indiana: Gotcha! 
Basil: Indy! 
Indiana: Get the gun! 
Indiana: Shoot him! 
Indiana: Ow-- Not me! 
Basil: S-- Sorry! 
Indiana: To the victor go the spoils! 
Voller: [in German] Drop the gun! 
Voller: Give me the Antikythera. 
Basil: Indy! Hey! Ha! Here! 
Indiana: They can't hear you, Baz! We gotta jump! 
Basil: What about my dicky knee? 
Indiana: Baz! Baz! Baz! 
Basil: Indy! 
Indiana: Baz! 
Basil: Bit rum to go home empty-handed after all that. 
Indiana: "Empty-handed"? Not exactly... 
Basil: Archimedes' Dial... 
Indiana: Well, half of it. C'mon, Baz. Let's get home! 
== Main Film ==
Airline Attendant: Your scotch, sir. 
Indiana: Thanks. 
Indiana: Baz! C'mon, Baz, open the door! 
Basil: No! Stay out! 
Indiana: Open the door! 
Basil: The Germans were right. Take the dish. 
Indiana: Huh? What? 
Basil: It's too big, it's too much. 
Indiana: Hey! Hey, you-- Hey! Baz! What are you--?! 
Basil: You listened to nothing I said! 
Indiana: I don't understand it, Baz! 
Basil: Well, I was trying to explain it to you downstairs! You just ignored me--! 
Indiana: You're terrifying your daughter. 
Basil: Indy, Archimedes discovered a temporal meteorology. 
Indiana: Archimedes was a mathematician, Baz, not a magician! 
Basil: He could predict fissures in time. 
Indiana: Fissures in time?! Baz! You can't prove that! 
Basil: Well, not yet! 
Indiana: Proving it is what makes it science! 
Indiana: Oh, Baz... I-- I never should've given you the Antikythera, it-- it belongs in a museum somewhere, gi-- give it to me. Please. 
Basil: If I give you this, it must be destroyed. 
Indiana: I will. I'll destroy it, Baz. 
Basil: Promise. 
Indiana: I'm sorry about this. It's all my fault. Are you gonna be here? 
Housekeeper: Yes, sir. 
Indiana: Okay. I gotta get to the airport. 
Basil: If anyone finds the Graphagos, they'll have both halves! Some things should stay buried! 
Indiana: I know, Baz. 
Basil: It's vital that you destroy it! 
Indiana: I know, Baz! 
Basil: Do you understand? 
Indiana: I'll destroy it! 
Helena: Dates? What dates?
Indiana: These dates. Written over and over again, in this letter. August 20th, 1969. That's three days from now. And the same date in 1939 -- two weeks before Hitler invades Poland.
Helena: Wait. Now you believe the Dial has magical powers?
Indiana: I don't believe in magic, Wombat. But a few times in my life, I've seen things. Things I can't explain. And I've come to believe it's not so much what you believe, it’s how hard you believe it.
Helena: I've seen things too, Indy. The only thing worth believing in, ever... is cash.
Indiana: Right.
Helena: What if you could go back in time? What would you do? Witness the Trojan War? Check in on Cleopatra?
Indiana: I'd stop my son from enlisting.
Helena: Did he sign up to please you?
Indiana: No, he signed up to piss me off.
Helena: Well, how would you have stopped him?
Indiana: I'd tell him he was gonna die. I'd tell him that his mother would... find no end to her grief. And that his father would be... helpless to console her. And that the loss would put an end to their marriage.
Indiana: Archimedes' tomb...
Indiana: Grab that corner.
Helena: Indy? This frieze.
Indiana: It's a phoenix. A common icon.
Helena: No. Look, it isn't. This phoenix has propellers.
Indiana: What's this doing here?
Indiana: Clocks won't be invented for a thousand years. Much less watches...
Helena: Archimedes used it! Dad was right. It works...
Voller: Of course it works, Miss Shaw. Mathematics works. As it conquered space, it will conquer time.
[Voller moves to take Indy's piece of the Dial. Indy naturally pulls back, and Voller responds by pulling his gun on Helena.]
Voller: You've already lost your son, Doctor Jones. Your wife is gone. Do you really want to lose your godchild? For what? A world that no longer cares about men like us?
[Indy hands it over.]
Voller: Thank you.
Voller: History's greatest moment.
Voller: Its end.
Indiana: Throw me the gun!
Indiana: Get him outta here.
Helena: Teddy. Teddy! Teddy! Come on! Go!
Teddy: This way, come on!
Indiana: Go!
Helena: Indy!
Indiana: Go... Go!
Voller: Stop!
Indiana: Now what?
Voller: Bring him. 
Teddy: Helena, come on!
Helena: Teddy, we can't just leave him!
Teddy: We're not! Follow me!
Klaber: C'mon!
Helena: Come on.
Helena: Teddy. Come on, we've got a car.
Helena: Ah, crap!
Helena: Stay there.
Helena: Hop on!
Voller: The first hemisphere sets the destination. The second... calculates the location of the fissure in Alexandrine coordinates. Have Messner transpose this to longitude and latitude... and transmit waypoints to the pilots.
Helena: Shortcut!
Klaber: Thirty-seven point zero seven...
Indiana: So, who is it? Churchill? Ike? Who you gonna kill to win the war?
Voller: In a few minutes, with the help of Archimedes, we shall fly into the eye of the storm. We will cruise into Sicilian airspace on August 20th, 1939. We will head north over friendly skies with enough fuel to reach Munich. My quarry will be waiting for me at 16 Pariser Platz for an update on his V-1 Rocket.
Indiana: ...What kinda Nazi kills the Fürher?
Voller: The kind that believes in victory, Doctor Jones.
[Voller opens up his suitcase to reveal a high ranking Nazi's uniform and puts on his watch -- the same model that Archimedes had.]
Voller: Hitler lit a fire that could've burned a thousand years. I saw every mistake, every blunder... and I will correct them all. History is a long list of losses, Doctor Jones. It's just a question of whose.
Helena: Teddy. Think you could fly one of those?
Teddy: A Nord? Sure.
Helena: That's not a ringing response.
Teddy: Well, I haven't flown a Nord.
Helena: You've never flown any plane!
Teddy: ...I'll get it started.
Helena: No, Teddy--! Crap.
Voller: Fasten your seatbelt, Doctor Jones. There might be some turbulence.
[Klaber chuckles.]
Indiana: You're German, Voller. Don't try and be funny.
Teddy: Come on, big talker...
Teddy: Okay...
Teddy: Gagues green... Power full! And when I reach 85, I rotate.
Teddy: Okay, wings down!
Teddy: 80... 84 miles an hour, rotate!
Voller: [in German] Time to destination?
German Pilot: [in German] Sixty seconds.
Indiana: Continental drift...
[The cases vibrate along the floor, coming in closer and closer proximity. Indy tears his gaze away, shouting to Voller:]
Indiana: Continental drift!
[It catches everyone's attention.]
Indiana: Archimedes didn't know about continental drift. He couldn't have!
[In the fuselage, Helena crawls. Spies through a grate -- spies Indy, in his element. She crawls further, searching for a more convenient exit. Indiana continues:]
Indiana: It hadn't been observed yet. Your coordinates are been based on markers that have been moving for two thousand years!
[Klaber stomps towards the old man. Voller stands still, clearly pensive.]
Indiana: You could be off by ten degrees, by twe--!
[Klaber socks him across the jaw. Outside, the plane draws nearer to the rift.]
Nazi Pilot: [In German] Thirty seconds.
[Voller says nothing.]
Klaber: Herr Voller...
Indiana: Your calculations are wrong!
Klaber: Herr Voller--
Voller: Will you shut up?! I'm thinking!
[Helena peers out towards the interior. Voller stumbles towards Indy, one hand on the wall.]
Indiana: I don't know where we're going, Jürgen.
Nazi Pilot: [In German] Ten seconds. Nine!
Indiana: But it sure as hell..
Nazi Pilot: [In German] Eight! Seven!
Indiana: ...ain't 1939!
Nazi Pilot: [In German] Six!
Voller: [in German] Turn around! Abort! Turn around! ABORT!!
Nazi Pilot: [In German] We're being pulled in!
Italian Pilot: [In Italian] What are you doing?! This is my plane! You're flying my plane!
Italian Pilot: [In Italian] We're going to DIE!! We need to pull up!
Nazi Pilot: [In German] Restart engines!
Voller: That's Sicily. 1939. I did it! I did it, Doctor Jones!
Nazi Pilot: [In German] Setting coordinates for Munich.
Voller: Yesterday belongs to us, Doctor Jones.
Indiana: Those are Roman triremes.
Klaber: Keep it in the air!
Archimedes' Servant: [in Greek] Master, the Romans are getting closer! They have dragons!
Indiana: Amazing...
Voller: [in German] No. No, no, no, no, no...
Klaber: Whoa!
Klaber: Open the door! God damn--!
[They begin firing wildly. Indiana starts cutting through his restraints.]
Indiana: What are you doing?! What are you doing, you idiots?! They think we're a monster!
[Indiana cuts through, jumping on Klaber, who pushes him off and heads for the back of the plane.]
Indiana: You have to turn around. This is the Siege of Syracuse -- 214 B.C., you got the wrong war!
[On the ground, Archimedes pushes through a crowd of departing Greek soldiers, his servant close behind.]
Archimedes' Servant: [in Greek] Master!
[Archimedes gets on his horse.]
Archimedes' Servant: [in Greek] Don't ride out there, master! The dragons!
[Archimedes spies the plane in the sky, taking off after it.]
[Elsewhere, the plane flies past a Roman General, who frantically points at the plane and calls after it. Another Roman Captain remarks:]
Roman Captain: [in Roman] We must take down their dragons!
[He shouts an order to a Roman Soldier, who fires a javelin, hitting the Nazi next to Klaber. Klaber stares out the open door, helpless.]
Klaber: Boss!
[Voller drags himself to the cockpit.]
Voller: [in German, to the pilots] Change course! The portal closes in minutes! Turn around! I have to go back! I can't be here! I CAN'T STAY HERE!
German Pilot: The plane won't make it!! 
Helena: Guten Tag meine Freundes!
Klaber: Get outta the way!
Klaber: HOW DO YA LIKE THAT, YOU SAVAGES?!
Helena: Sorry, pal, but you're a Nazi!
Indiana: What are you doing here?!
Helena: Rescuing you!
Helena: Get him off! Indy!
Indiana: Parachute! I got a parachute! Hang on!
Voller: Let go! Give me the parachute!
Indiana: Grab it! Hang on!
Helena: Indy!
Klaber: Sweight hunde!
German Pilot: [in German] We're losing altitude! We're going down! I've lost control! I've lost control!
Teddy: Hey, those are my friends. Those are my friends. We need to help them!
Italian Pilot: What?
Teddy: Those are my friends!
Archimedes: Eureka... Eureka!
Helena: He's trying to land. Come on, Indy! Get up. We need to get you out of here. Help me, sit up, okay? Sit up. You need to help me. I know it hurts, but we gotta get you back.
Indiana: This is incredible, Wombat. Incredible!
Helena: Yeah, it very well is. But we have to get you out of here.
Indiana: My God... We're witnessing history.
[He pulls the card out of his pocket.]
Indiana: Reverse these numbers. They'll get you home.
Helena: What? 
Indiana: I'm going to stay.
Helena: No. You're not serious. Well, you are serious.
Helena: Indy. you've been shot. You're bleeding. You can't stay here.
Indiana: Yes, I can.
Helena: And for what? For-- For a long, painful death with poultice and leeches?
Indiana: I've imagined this, Wombat. Studied it. All my life.
Helena: Yeah. And if you stay here, you will muck it all up! And die! Please, get up!
Teddy: Helena! I did it!
Helena: Bravo, Teddy! Three cheers! Indy, we've gotta go. Get up. I need to get you into that plane, okay?
Indiana: No.
Helena: We need to.
Indiana: No!
Helena: Get up! You can. We can!
Archimedes' Servant: [in Greek] Master! Master. We have to leave, Master.
Indiana: It's him...
[Archimedes asks them something in Greek.]
Indiana: He's asking how far we've come. [in Greek] Two thousand years... We've come... two thousand years. But we didn't expect to meet... the great... Archimedes.
Archimedes: [in Greek] You... were always... going... to meet me.
Helena: [in English] That dial is a false deck! It doesn't take us anywhere but here!
Indiana: He built it to get help.
Helena: Well, we just scared off the entire Roman Navy, so I think we've helped enough! [in Greek] Apologies, Archimedes, I'm a... fan. But we need to leave. He's hurt.
Indiana: [in English] Helena...
Helena: [in English] He can't keep that, by the way; he needs to build his own one.
Teddy: Helena, we need to go!
Helena: Indy! The window is closing! We cannot get stuck here!
Indiana: [in Greek, to Archimedes] I want... to stay... with you.
Helena: [in English] No! No! No, no! Do not say 'yes'! [in Greek] You are a brilliant man... a wise man... a genius...
Indiana: [in English] Helena...
Helena: [in Greek] A hero to your people! But he can't help you. This is your time. [in English] This is-- This is your time! [in Greek] He must be in his own time-- [in English] He-- He-- He needs to be in his! His work is not done! He needs to go home -- there is medicine at home! He cannot die here, he can't!
Indiana: Helena... Get on the plane. I'll be alright.
Helena: No, you won't!
Indiana: I need to do this.
Helena: Me, too.
Helena: Good morning. How's the shoulder?
Indiana: Better than my... jaw.
Helena: Right.
Indiana: You should've let me stay.
Helena: I couldn't do that.
Indiana: Why not?
Helena: Well, for starters, you could've changed the course of history.
Indiana: That supposed to be a bad thing?
Helena: You're meant to be here, Indy. Here.
Indiana: For who?
Indiana: Marion...
Marion Ravenwood: Hey.
Helena: Teddy.
Indiana: Marion. What are you doing?
Marion: Putting groceries away. There wasn't a scrap of food in this place.
Indiana: No, really.
Marion: Someone told me you were back. Are you back, Indy?
Sallah: It was explosives, and... Indy was running, Marion was running, and suddenly the plane exploded. Indy, you're up and about!
Indiana: Yes, I am.
Sallah: Yes...
Helena: Why don't we go and get some ice cream, kids?
Teddy: But Marion just bought some.
Helena: Oh, I know a better place.
Sallah: You can never have too much ice cream, can you, kids?
Helena: See you later.
Sallah: A British tar is a soaring soul / As free as a mountain bird / His energetic fist / Should be ready to resist...
Marion: That looks bad. Does it hurt?
Indiana: Everything hurts.
Marion: I know how that feels.
Indiana: Well, where doesn't it hurt?
Marion: Here. It doesn't hurt here.
Marion: And here.
Sallah: Jabari, Alia, slow down!
Teddy: Helena! Hurry up!
Sallah: I scream, you scream... Everybody, slow down! I scream, you scream...
Teddy: I scream, I scream... 
Sallah: ...we all scream for ice cream! Slow down.
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