INDIANA JONES AND THE SONS OF DARKNESS

ABRUPTLY CUT TO: CREEPY as he snatches up a coiled rope from the
pile he unloaded earlier.

Now CREEPY is at an outcropping of rock, tying the rope off. 

Now CREEPY is back at the ledge, dropping the coiled rope over the
side. 

The rope DROPS IN -- a good ten feet off to the side -- out of
INDY's reach.  Our precariously situated archaeologist snaps a
look up and sees that his nightmare isn't over!

The dagger clamped between his teeth, CREEPY takes hold of the
rope and starts to scale down the cliffside.

CREEPY DROPS IN, just ten feet separating him from his prey. 

INDY sights a handhold and pulls himself up, expanding the
distance between himself and CREEPY even more.

INDY works his BOOT into a crevice -- but again his weight is too
much.  BIG CHUNKS OF ROCK BREAK FREE!

Slabs of heavy limestone pummel the noisy generator --

AND SPLIT OPEN THE GAS DRUM!

Gasoline GURGLES out and splashes very close to the cut electrical
cable --

WHICH IS STILL SPITTING SPARKS! 

BACK TO CREEPY as he pushes off the cliff face, swings out on the
rope and, with his feet, braces for the impact.  He LANDS on the
cliff face with a grunt.  That did it.  CREEPY is now within arm's
reach.  INDY, defenceless, is situated up a bit and to the left. 

One hand on the rope -- the other clutching the dagger -- CREEPY
lashes out at INDY! 

The blade CLINKS on the rocks, slicing past INDY'S BOOT.

Jerking away fast causes INDY to SLIP on the wet rocks.  But he
quickly regains his footing -- PHEW!

DOWN BELOW, THE INEVITABLE HAPPENS: THE LIVE CABLE IGNITES THE
GASOLINE.  FLAMES RISE UP AND ENGULF THE GENERATOR. 

But what's this?  No explosion -- !  

CREEPY lashes out and misses again, but does catch INDY'S PANT
LEG.  A long tattered incision opens up; the pink flesh of INDY'S
shin peeks out.

THE REACTION ON INDY'S FACE IS PRICELESS!  

ON THE GROUND, the fire engulfed generator is, surprisingly, in
one piece still!  Another surprise now as the FRAME ADJUSTS
quickly --

AND REVEALS A ROW OF GASOLINE CANS SQUATTING CLOSE TO THE
CRACKLING BLAZE!

INDY, desperate, breaks off a chunk of limestone and fires it at
CREEPY!  The brick-size chunk HITS CREEPY IN THE FACE!  The zealot
is dazed just slightly -- and worse he didn't let go of the rope!

INDY can't believe it.  He can't believe this either:

CREEPY is doing something desperate himself.  He is just about to
throw his dagger!  He has it by the tip -- he looks evil -- and
there goes his hand ... back ... back ... back

KAH-BOOM!