Indiana Jones and the Gold of King Midas - part 6

Posted by Natali Lekka from athe530-d137.otenet.gr on April 19, 2001 at 05:02:16:

“I asked you time and again her Jones, where are the books? And believe me if I can’t make you tell me what I want, I know someone who can.”
A lanky German officer stood in front of us shouting and brandishing his truncheon over our heads. His voice resounded like military drums on my temples. I had a terrible headache and Indy who was standing next to me tied up on a chair did not look any better.

“Nazis, you are all the same. Puppets working for a madman,” said Indy. “Where are we anyway?”
“You are in Yazilikaya (*),” said a familiar voice, “97 km southwest of Gordium.

Indy: Melville! Of all things… I knew you were capable of everything but I never expected to see you working for the scum of society.

Melville: Now, Dr. Jones, there’s plenty of gold for all of us, where we are going. So why don’t you show some co-operative spirit and tell us where the books are. It could save you from a lot of trouble you know.

Indy: The books were lost in the crash, I am afraid. You don’t have them, I don’t have them.

Melville: Then, perhaps you could start with what you know. Just like old times, isn’t it Jones? I always knew how to claim what is rightfully mine.

Indy: People like you give archaeologists a bad name.

Melville: Now, Dr. Jones there’s no need for hard feelings between us. The past is long forgotten. After all, we are civilized people. Chess?”

We were taken to a comfortable room where we were treated with the utmost hospitality. The window was semi-open and it looked as if we were on the 3rd floor. Indy and Melville sat on a table in front of a chessboard. “The gold, Jones, the gold is mine; you know it and I know it, am I not right … Indiana?” Right then, another German officer came in and whispered something in Melville’s ear.
“I am afraid I will have to leave you my friends. I was just notified that we made some significant progress in our research. But I can’t leave my two guests without the proper entertainment, can I?ť he said and made a sign with his left hand. A small harem of 6 women came in to dance in front of us. “What an arrogant pig,” I said when he was gone. “Let’s get out of here Indy.”
That was probably one of the biggest mistakes we’ve ever made because as soon as we headed for the door, the 6 women, screaming at the top of their voice, employed every martial move they knew to literally nail us down. Much as we didn’t want to hit these women, our situation did not call for male generosity. They blocked our way to the exit and pulled out guns I couldn’t have guess they had hidden in their clothes!
One of them took some large sharp needles out of her hair and threw them at us. I ducked and replied with the chessboard. We pushed the table towards their side but they jumped on it and kicked us hard in the face. Indy whiplashed at them and they avoided it smartly. Then we both had the same idea. “Hang on well kid,” said Indy. We held onto the curtain and dashed out of the open window. The curtain swung back and we let ourselves fall on the balcony below us.
“Let’s get out of here quick,” I said “before it gets even uglier in here. What is this place anyway?” The room we fell into looked like an engine-room that produced an unbearable noise. A shadow made its way to the door. “Like master, like man kid,” said Indy and gave me the gun. Right then, the door opened and I, without second thoughts, shot a pipe that let burning steam scald the man’s face. We didn’t bump into anybody else until we came out of the building. To our surprise we realised that we had been kept prisoners inside a German base. We grabbed the first car we saw and headed for Gordium.

(*) Former Midas City

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: “I asked you time and again her Jones, where are the books? And believe me if I can’t make you tell me what I want, I know someone who can.” 
: A lanky German officer stood in front of us shouting and brandishing his truncheon over our heads. His voice resounded like military drums on my temples. I had a terrible headache and Indy who was standing next to me tied up on a chair did not look any better.

: “Nazis, you are all the same. Puppets working for a madman,” said Indy. “Where are we anyway?”
: “You are in Yazilikaya (*),” said a familiar voice, “97 km southwest of Gordium.

: Indy: Melville! Of all things… I knew you were capable of everything but I never expected to see you working for the scum of society.

: Melville: Now, Dr. Jones, there’s plenty of gold for all of us, where we are going. So why don’t you show some co-operative spirit and tell us where the books are. It could save you from a lot of trouble you know.

: Indy: The books were lost in the crash, I am afraid. You don’t have them, I don’t have them.

: Melville: Then, perhaps you could start with what you know. Just like old times, isn’t it Jones? I always knew how to claim what is rightfully mine.

: Indy: People like you give archaeologists a bad name.

: Melville: Now, Dr. Jones there’s no need for hard feelings between us. The past is long forgotten. After all, we are civilized people. Chess?”

: We were taken to a comfortable room where we were treated with the utmost hospitality. The window was semi-open and it looked as if we were on the 3rd floor. Indy and Melville sat on a table in front of a chessboard. “The gold, Jones, the gold is mine; you know it and I know it, am I not right … Indiana?” Right then, another German officer came in and whispered something in Melville’s ear.
: “I am afraid I will have to leave you my friends. I was just notified that we made some significant progress in our research. But I can’t leave my two guests without the proper entertainment, can I?ť he said and made a sign with his left hand. A small harem of 6 women came in to dance in front of us. “What an arrogant pig,” I said when he was gone. “Let’s get out of here Indy.”
: 	That was probably one of the biggest mistakes we’ve ever made because as soon as we headed for the door, the 6 women, screaming at the top of their voice, employed every martial move they knew to literally nail us down. Much as we didn’t want to hit these women, our situation did not call for male generosity. They blocked our way to the exit and pulled out guns I couldn’t have guess they had hidden in their clothes! 
: 	One of them took some large sharp needles out of her hair and threw them at us. I ducked and replied with the chessboard. We pushed the table towards their side but they jumped on it and kicked us hard in the face. Indy whiplashed at them and they avoided it smartly.  Then we both had the same idea. “Hang on well kid,” said Indy. We held onto the curtain and dashed out of the open window. The curtain swung back and we let ourselves fall on the balcony below us. 
: 	“Let’s get out of here quick,” I said “before it gets even uglier in here. What is this place anyway?”  The room we fell into looked like an engine-room that produced an unbearable noise. A shadow made its way to the door. “Like master, like man kid,” said Indy and gave me the gun. Right then, the door opened and I, without second thoughts, shot a pipe that let burning steam scald the man’s face. We didn’t bump into anybody else until we came out of the building. To our surprise we realised that we had been kept prisoners inside a German base. We grabbed the first car we saw and headed for Gordium.

: (*) Former Midas City

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