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“We don’t have a damn thing  in common, Belloq. You care  about yourself. Profit. You   only care about the truth if  you can benefit from it.”

  « For what other purpose is truth          but to benefit the living? You,     Jones, spend far too often among         dusty skeletons and trinkets       to understand their true value. »

« Unfortunately, my schedule is very important to several other parties... isn’t that right? » He looked to the Greeks, who wore shoulder holsters and were clearly less than happy with the intrusion.  « Very much so. Please, take a seat.  » He set out a chair and offered it to the young woman.

« I am Dr. René Belloq. » He placed a hand over the manuscript unfurled across the table, his palm hovering just centimeters over its surface. « This text has been preserved for millennia. But could it speak, I am certain you and I both wish it to yield its great secrets. »

He cast a meaningful glance at his associates and returned to perusing the documents.

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  He dropped his hand.

       « Don't sell yourself short,     Miss Ravenwood. You are a very     attractive woman. Intelligent,     sharp-witted. I have much to     offer you. We share a passion     for rarity. »

she pulls away, scoffing at his attempt.

“Then why not just tell me what you want.  I don’t know why you feel the need to woo  me to get what you want.”

You still living a trail of human wreckage,   or have you retired?

independent canon divergent  marion ravenwood

written by marisa

     « A most curious thing to say           for a man in your position.           Do tell me, however do you           manage to get in such filthy           places? »

           Belloq tugged on the knees of his suit to squat down beside the rival treasure hunter. He pulled a handkerchief from his breast pocket and lightly passed the silk square to the other man, as if it would made a difference against the grime and blood-- or more probably to make that statement that it clearly wouldn't.

      « If you run, you may yet           catch the boat. The trans-           action was completed. I'm           afraid you lost, Jones. »

"Ah, Dr. Jones. You certainly have a poor taste in habits."

“I’ll take my bad habits over yours any day, Belloq.”

                             "Archaeology is our religion,                 yet we have both fallen from the pure faith.“

                           I don’t know!                                           I’m making this up as I go!

         She was smart, very smart. He leaned back and refused to take the bait; she didn’t need to be provoked into rash action.

        « Let us be acquaintances,           then, and occupy stations           of mutual respect. As you           have said, I do know what           I want-- for unlike Dr.           Jones, I do look to the...           present. »

    He reached for a loose lock of her hair.

“You all have the same view, you just know what you want.  Plato is famous for saying ‘ The measure of a man is what  he does with power. ’  Power can make or break even the  strongest willed of men.  You want something from me, I know  that much.  So why don’t you just tell me so that I can tell you  no.”

Belloq circled the table as his associates unrolled a scroll and held it flat for his inspection. He folded his hands behind his back and leaned in to scan it briefly, then he gave a curt shake of his head and sharp command in Greek, and it was rolled up again and exchanged for another.

When the voice echoed through the exhibit hall he swore softly, and turned sharply to witness one of his hired hands lift a revolver in the stranger's direction the moment she showed in the doorway.

He shoved the muzzle down again, quickly berating the man in his own language. Nom de Jésus, it was a woman. Very unfortunate that she had to get involved, but he would certainly not be party to this woman's murder in this museum. There was a flavour of distinct sacrilege about it.

« My apologies, but I am constrained to very specific schedule, » the Frenchman informed her, broadly waving her over to the table scattered with ancient manuscripts and grinning at her with a rather pleasant smile not shared by the two Greeks that also accompanied him. « Come here! »

open

Evy pursed her lips. The museum was closed. She’d locked it herself nearly an hour ago. As far as she knew, she was thoroughly alone. And yet… Either she was going completely mad or there were distinct footsteps coming from the main exhibit hall. Setting down the stack of books she’d been shelving, Evy took a few cautious steps towards the doorway.

“Hello? Dr. Bey, is that you?”

Silence.

“You know, it’s hardly good form to sneak about like this!” she called, hoping she sounded more confident than she felt. After all, it was perfectly ridiculous to be afraid of the sound of a few creaks… “Is anyone there?”

“Chaos and bloodshed are not a solution.”

    « I succumb to neither.      My associates at times      are admittedly less re-      served, but you will see      I produce results. »

"If you stand for nothing, what'll you fall for?"

      « We stand for the same           thing, Jones. We thrive           pursuing the knowledge           of ourancestors. »

owesmeabar:

“I know my own value, sweetheart.   That’s why I’m not with him. Jones   values things that have either been  dead for thousands of years or lost  to time itself. You – I just don’t LIKE  you.”

He held her gaze for several more seconds before looking aside. She was beautiful, and powerful in her own right. He did want this woman, perhaps the more so since Dr. Jones had failed to have her. She may reconsider once she reviewed her options, and if she didn’t-- beautiful women were plentiful, and finding the rarities was an art he always sought to perfect. Belloq chuckled lightly.

              « Perhaps... with my unique                        view of things long past,                        you will discover I do                        appreciate the finer things                        of the present. »

HAMILTON | ACT I | SENTENCE STARTERS

send one for my muses reaction!

“You could never back down, you never learned to take your time.” “He looked at me like I was stupid, I’m not stupid.” “Talk less. Smile more. Don’t let them know what you’re against or what you’re for.” “Fools who run their mouth off wind up dead.” “Who’s the best? C'est moi!” “It’s hard to have intercourse over four sets of corsets.” “If you stand for nothing, what’ll you fall for?” “I will lay down my life if it sets us free.” “I imagine death so much it feels just like a memory.” “I’m laughin’ in the face of casualties and sorrow, for the first time, I’m thinkin past tomorrow.” “I’m lookin for a mind at work.” “Excuse me, miss, I know it’s not funny, but your perfume smells like your daddy’s got money.” “You want a revolution? I want a revelation.” “Look around at how lucky we are to be alive right now.” “Chaos and bloodshed are not a solution.” “It’s hard to listen to you with a straight face.” “Chaos and bloodshed already haunt us, honestly you shouldn’t even talk.” “You say the price of my love’s not a price that you’re willing to pay.” “You’ll be back. Soon you’ll see. You’ll remember you belong to me.” “When you’re gone I’ll go mad, so don’t throw away this thing we had.” “When push comes to shove, I will kill your friends and family to remind you of my love.” “Close the door on your way out.” “Have I done something wrong?” “Dying is easy, living is harder.” “But what do we have in common?” “You walked in and my heart went ‘Boom’!” “I’m about to change your life.” “My love for you is never in doubt.” “I just might regret that night for the rest of my days.” “I’ll never forget the first time I saw your face.” “When you said “Hi” I forgot my dang name, set my heart aflame, ev'ry part aflame.“ “You’re like me. I’m never satisfied.” “He’s a bit of a flirt, but I’m ‘a give it a chance.” “I’m a girl in a world in which my only job is to marry rich.” “From what I hear, you’ve made yourself indispensable.” “Well, well, I head you’ve got someone special on the side.” “I will never understand you.” “Love doesn’t discriminate between the sinners and the saints.” “I am the one thing in life I can control.” “If there’s a reason I’m still alive when so many have died, then I’m willing to wait for it.” “Stay alive ‘til this horror show is past.” “I’m a general. Whee!!!!” “Yeah. He’s not the choice I would have gone with.” “Don’t do a thing. History will prove him wrong.” “I can’t disobey direct orders.” “Pick a place to die where it’s high and dry.” “Pray that hell or heaven lets you in.” “Should have shot him in the mouth. That would’ve shut him up.” “Watch your tone. I’m not a maiden in need of defending, I am grown.” “My name’s been through a lot, I can take it.” “The fact that you’re alive is a miracle.” “I don’t pretend to know the challenges you’re facing.” “If you could let me inside your heart…” “I’m never gonna stop until I make ‘em drop and burn 'em up and scatter their remains.” “You have no control who lives, who dies, who tells your story.” “History has it’s eyes on you.” “So what happens if we win?” “If this is the end of me, at least I have a friend with me.” “Oceans rise. Empires fall. It’s much harder when it’s all your call.” “I swear that I’ll be around for you.” “Why do you assume you’re the smartest in the room?” “Why do you write like you’re running out of time?” “Yo, who the f is this?” “What are you waiting for? What do you stall for?” “If I could grant you peace of mind, would that be enough?” “They are asking me to lead. I am doing the best I can.”

// when girl

       « Ah, and Jones is? Perhaps you             deserve more than either one           of us may offer. A shame he does                not recognize your value. »

“I come from a long family of lovers. You can’t fight genetics.”

“oh darling, you have no idea. trust me, you aren’t my type.”

     « And why should they require such           an affectation, Dr. Jones? You’re           clearly at disadvantage. »

✘ OPEN

“WELL – at least we know they’re not pretending to be friendly…”

“All your life has been spent in pursuit of archaeological relics. Inside the Ark are treasures beyond your wildest aspirations. You want to see it opened as well as I. Indiana, we are simply passing through history. This, this is history.”

Raiders of the Lost Ark (1981)