INDIANA JONES AND THE SONS OF DARKNESS

A COLLECTION OF DUSTY CLAY JARS.  All 12 of the jars are intact
except for one which is broken open. 

The stone the BOY fired into the cavern minutes ago lies among the
shattered pieces. 

The BOY crouches down to the smashed open jar and, captivated,
gently pulls out -- 

A FOOT-LONG, CYLINDRICAL OBJECT.  THE ROLLED OBJECT IS SOFT TO THE
TOUCH, LIKE LEATHER.  (TITLES END)

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EXT. A DESERT AIRSTRIP - DAY

As a tri propeller-driven Breda-Zappata ROARS IN and touches down
on the sunbaked tarmac -- the action is so sudden it makes us
jump!

EXT. THE DESERT AIRSTRIP - PARKED PLANE - JUST AFTER

A legend on the screen reads:

                           JORDAN - 1947         

The plane's door is pushed open wide -- and INDIANA JONES,
presentably dressed in a three-piece-suit, steps out into the
blazing sunlight and hurries down the universal stairs. 

INDY is greeted on the ground by MR. LOT, a clean-cut, Jordanian
government official.  They shake hands. 

                           MR. LOT
             Doctor Jones, welcome to Jordan.  

MR. LOT escorts INDY toward an OFFICIAL GOVERNMENT JEEP.  The
conversation is charged with childlike excitement and great
anticipation.

                           INDY
             The scrolls -- how many have been found?

                           MR. LOT
             After you are settled in at the --

                           INDY
             If it's all the same to you, Mr. Lot,
             I'd rather go straight to the sight.

                           MR. LOT
                     (amused)
             Of course.

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EXT. REAR OF DEAD END CANYON - THE EXCAVATION CAMP - DAY

INDY and MR. LOT move quickly through the encampment.  The famous
archaeologist is now fitted in hiking boots and workmen gloves;
naturally, they clash with his three-piece suit. 

A nearby GAS-POWERED GENERATOR, the awful NOISE it produces, makes
conversation futile.

BEDOUIN WORKMEN are busy with odd-jobs/tasks/chores.  The camp is
situated at the base of the rear cliff, below the cavern.  INDY
looks up.