— Why are you dragging us off to this deserted palace? Fortune and glory?
— Fortune and glory... Well... this is a piece of an old manuscript. This pictograph represents Sankara, a priest. Gentle. Gentle. This is hundreds of years old.
— Is that some kind of writing?
— Yeah, it's Sanskrit. It's part of the legend of Sankara. He climbs Mount Kalisa where he meets Siva, the Hindu god.
— That's Siva? And what's he handing the priest?
— Rocks. He told him to go forth and combat evil. And to help him, he gave him five sacred stones with magical properties.
— Magic rocks? My grandpa was a magician. He spent his entire life with a rabbit in his pocket and pigeons up his sleeves. He made a lot of children happy and died a very poor man.
— Where did you find your little bodyguard?
— I didn't find him, I caught him.
— What?
— Shorty's family were killed when the Japanese bombed Shanghai. He's been living on the streets since he was four. I caught him trying to pick my pocket, didn't I, short stuff?
— Wow! Holy smoke! Crash landing!
— Short Round, step on it.
— Okeydokey, Dr. Jones. Hold on to your potatoes.
— For crying out loud, there's a kid driving the car! Wow! Wow.
— Where's the antidote? Let me have it.
— Listen, I just met you, for Christ's sakes.
— Give me...
— I'm not that kind of girl.
— Hey, Dr. Jones, no time for love. We got company.
— Oh, I hope you choke.
— This is Willie Scott. This is Indiana Jones, famous archeologist.
— Well, I thought archeologists were always funny little men searching for their mommies.
— Mummies.
— Give me your hat.
— Why?
— 'Cause I'm gonna puke in it.
— There are two dead people down here!
— There're going to be two dead people in here! Hurry!