Raiders of the Lost Ark

Harrison Ford..........Indiana Jones
Karen Allen............Marion Ravenwood
Paul Freeman...........Dr. Rene Belloq
Ronald Lacey...........Major Arnold Toht
John Rhys-Davies.......Sallah
Denholm Elliot.........Dr. Marcus Brody
Alfred Molina..........Satipo
Wolf Kahler............Colonel Dietrich
Anthony Higgins........Gobler
Vic Tablian............Barranca/Monkey Man
Don Fellows............Col. Musgrove
William Hootkins.......Major Eaton
Fred Sorenson..........Jock
George Harris..........Katanga
Pat Roach..............Giant Sherpa/1st Mechanic

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Novelized Scene from Raiders of the Lost Ark

An interesting NOTE: the name of the Indian guide in both the original screenplay and at IMDB is written as "Satipo". However, when you watch the movie, Harrison Ford, when he recovers the idol from the spiked Indian guide, says: "Adios Sapito." I am going here in this scene with the original screenplay and IMDB. Sorry Harrison.

Indy and Satipo entered a long, darkened hallway. Light from sunshafts ran intermittently through the dank interior. Turning a corner, Indy stepped briefly into shadow. At the far end of the chamber, his eyes rested upon his goal: the idol of the Chuchapoyan Warrior. It was this small, golden head that he had risked his life to obtain, and it was right before him. Resting his hands on his hips, he grinned, stopping to admire the yellow gold glinting in the sunlight. It rested upon a dias, bathed in the warm glow from outside. It was also smiling back at the archaeologist.

Satipo started forward. "Let us hurry. There is nothing to fear here."

Amazing, Indy thought, how quickly a coward can turn brave in the face of greed. He rushed Satipo, stopping his advancement, and pushed the Indian guide roughly against the nearby wall. "That's what scares me."

Indy eyed the ground leading up to the idol's pedestal. Something about it didn't sit well with him. The pattern, dark oval brick spread out in a checkerboard fashion, seemed out of place with the rest of the temple. He reached for Satipo's torch, which had long since burned itself out. Kneeling before one of the oval bricks, Indy traced its edge, covered in dirt and rotting leaves. Beneath, a gap showed. Just as he thought, Indy mused. The gap was too wide to be set ornamentally in the floor here. This had to be another trap set by the ancient inhabitants of this temple.

He looked over at Satipo. The Indian had no clue what they were looking at. So Indy knocked the base of the torch down heavily on the oval brick. Suddenly the brick receded, easily dropping a few inches on archaic mechanisms. Half a breath later, a barbed, metallic arrow flew at them from a hole along the wall, where warriors of time past stared open-mouthed at the archaeologist and his unwary guide. With a deep thud, the arrow embedded itself in the torch stump.

Indy handed the wounded torch stump back to Satipo and stood. "Stay here," he pointed.

"If you insist, senor," the relieved Indian nodded.

...to be continued...