Sallah: Cairo, city of the living. A paradise on earth. Fayah: Silence! Why do you forget yourselves? What is this? Where did this animal come from? Marion: Oh… oh, no. Cute. What an adorable creature. Fayah: Then it shall be welcome in our house. Marion: Oh, well, no, you don’t have to keep it here just because of me. Indy: I knew the Germans would hire you, Sallah. You’re the best digger in Egypt. Sallah: My services are entirely inconsequential to them. They’ve hired or shanghaied every digger in Cairo. The excavation is enormous. They hire only strong backs and they pay pennies for them. It’s as if the pharaohs had returned. Indy: When did they find the map room? Sallah: Three days ago. They have not one brain among them. Except one. He is very clever.
He’s a French archaeologist. Indy: What’s his name? Sallah: They call him “Bellosh.” Indy: Belloq. Belloq. Sallah: The Germans have a great advantage over us. They are near to discovering the Well of Souls. Indy: Well, they’re not going to find it without this. Who can tell us about these markings? Sallah: Perhaps a man I know can help us. Indy… …there is something that troubles me. Indy: What is it? Sallah: The Ark. If it is there, at Tanis… …then it is something that man was not meant to disturb. Death has always surrounded it. It is not of this earth.