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Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull

Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull is a 2008 adventure film directed by Steven Spielberg from a story co-written by executive producer George Lucas.

Henry "Indiana" Jones, Jr.Edit

  • [first lines] Russians.
  • [After he slams into a pursuing truck while pursuing Irina Spalko.] Damn, I thought that was closer!
  • ''[After Irina asks him if he wants to say something] I like Ike.
  • Oh, that can't be good. That can't be good at all!
  • [to the Russians searching for him as they leave him at a nuclear test site] Sure, great! Don't wait for me!
  • I think you just brought a knife to a gunfight.
  • If you want to be a good archeologist, you gotta get out of the library!
  • Come on, genius.
  • [to a mad Harold Oxley who is speaking apparent gibberish] We went to the University of Chicago together, and you were never this interesting. My name is Ind... My name is Henry Jones, Jr.
  • This is intolerable. (reference from his father)
  • I have a bad feeling about this. (reference from Star Wars)
  • Leave it to Ox to write a riddle in a dead language.

Henry "Mutt" Williams-Jones IIIEdit

  • [on his motorcycle, to Indiana] Get on, gramps.
  • [to Indiana] For an old man, you're not bad in a fight. What're you like - 80?
  • Hold up! [combs his hair] Okay, I'm ready.
  • [Right after what is said above] Don't give these pigs anything.
  • Ox, It's Mutt. It's me.
  • Don't call me son! [reference to Indy telling his own father not to call him "Junior"]
  • What are you looking at, Daddy-o! She's getting away!
  • [combs his hair while telling Indy and Marion] I can't concentrate with you two fighting all the time!

Irina SpalkoEdit

  • And where is it you would imagine I am from, Dr. Jones?
  • [To Mutt while they are dueling] You fight like a young man; eager to begin, quick to finish!
  • And what I do not know, I find out.
  • So we will do this- what is expression? Old-fashion way. You will tell us.
  • [Right before trying to push his truck of a cliff] Dosvidanya, Dr. Jones.
  • [Right before she gets consumed by the knowledge] I want to know.


  • Mac: JONESY!
  • Mac: [The driver of the car he is in is playing Chicken with Indy] Don't get clever, Boris. You don't know him! You don't know him! You don't know him! You don't know!
  • Marion Ravenwood-Williams: Get your hands off of me, you rotten, Ruskii son of a bitch! Indiana Jones. About time you showed up! [Then walks straight past him to hug Mutt]
  • Jocks: Get that greaser!
  • Harold Oxley: [Repeated Line] Henry Jones, Junior!
  • Harold Oxley: How much of human life is lost in waiting.


Mac: This ain’t going to be easy.
Indy: Not as easy as it used to be.
Mac: Well, we've been through worse.
Indy: Yeah, when?
Mac: Flensburg. There was twice as many.
Indy: We were younger.
Mac: I still am young!
Indy: We had guns. Put your hands down, will you; you're embarrassing us.

Colonel Dovchenko: You recognize building, yes?
[Indy looks over to the Russians dragging away the dead American soldiers they killed]
Indy: Drop dead. [Dovchenko punches him] I'm sorry, I meant drop dead, comrade.

Indy: You're not from around here, are you?
Irina: And where is it you would imagine I am from... Doctor Jones?
Indy: Well, the way you're sinking your teeth into those W-ouble-u's, I should think maybe...Eastern Ukraine.

Irina: [lightly slaps Indy twice] You're a hard man to read, Dr. Jones.
Indy: Ouch.
Irina: So, we will do this, what is expression? Old-fashion way. You will tell us.

Irina: This warehouse, where you and your government have hidden all of your secrets. Yes?
Indy: This is a military warehouse. I've never been here before in my life.

Indy: Compass. I need a compass. You know, North, South, East -
Mac: West.

Irina: No defiant last words, Dr. Jones?
Indy: [sarcastically] I like Ike.
Colonel Dovchenko: Put down gun.
Indy: You got it, pal.
[Indy drops the gun and it "accidentally" shoots a Russian soldier in the foot]

Indy: How did Deidre take the news?
Dean Stanforth: How does any wife take such things? The look on her face was a combination of pride and panic.
Indy: I never should have doubted you, my friend.
Dean Stanforth: No, you have reason to question your friends these days. You know, I barely recognize this country anymore; the government has us seeing Communists in our soup.
Indy: Brutal couple of years, huh, Charlie? [Part of the "Henry Jones theme" from the previous film plays as Indy looks at pictures of Marcus Brody and Henry Jones Senior] First Dad, then Marcus.
Dean Stanforth: We seem to have reached the age where life stops giving us things and starts taking them away.

Mutt: The name's Mutt. Mutt Williams.
Indy: Mutt? What kind of name is that?
Mutt: It's the one I picked, you got a problem with that?
Indy: [calmly] Take it easy.

Indy: Who is your mother, again?
Mutt: Mary, Mary Williams. You don't remember her?
Indy: There've been a lot of Marys, kid.
'Mutt: [punches the table and storms from his seat] Shut up! That's my mother you're talking about, okay?! That's my mother.
Indy: [ordering Mutt to sit down immediately] You don't have to get all sore all the time just to prove how tough you are. Sit down. Sit down, please.

Mutt: [When told he is going too fast while driving his motorcycle through the library] That's a matter of opinion! (screaming)

Mutt: [finishes combing his hair] What's that?

Mutt: [shows Indy the ladder] This way down. [falls down the ladder]
Indy: [walks down the stairs, helps Mutt back up] This way up.

[after Indy has shot a native grave guard with his own poison dart and scared off a second]
Mutt: [disbelievingly] You're a... teacher?
Indy: [shrugs] Part-time.

Mutt: Dead end.
Indy: Maybe.
Mutt: [combs his hair] Hm--
Indy: What are you doing? Put that thing away! [Mutt hears him and stops combing his hair] Give me some light over here.

Indy: Dance on your own dime, will ya?
Mutt: Ow! A scorpion just stung me, am I gonna die?
Indy: How big?
Mutt: Huge!
Indy: Good.
Mutt: Good?!
Indy: When it comes to scorpions, the bigger the better. A small one bites you, don't keep it to yourself.

[looking at the odd shaped human skulls]
Mutt: Why'd they do that?
Indy: To honor the gods.
Mutt: No, no, God's head's not like that, man.
Indy: Depends on who your god is.

Indy: Crystal isn't magnetic.
Mutt: Neither is gold.

Indy: Careful, you might get exactly what you wish for.
Irina: I usually do.

Mac: [Jones punches Mac in his nose after Mac unties Jones] OW! You broke my nose.
Indy: I told you so.

Indy: Yeah, but you're alright?
Mutt: They left my bike.

Mutt: [when Irina holds her sword at him] Whoa, whoa, whoa, stop, stop, stop! [holds comb out] Huh? [combs his hair, shoves comb back in the pocket] I'm ready. Don't give these pigs a thing.
Indy: You heard him.

Indy: [to Mutt] Marion Ravenwood is your mother?!
Marion: Oh, for God's sake, Indy! It's not that hard.
Indy: Well, I know. I just thought -
Marion: That I would never have a life after you left.
Indy: No, I didn't mean-
Marion: A really good life
Indy: Well that's fine.
Marion: A damn good, really good life!
Indy: Well so have I!
Marion: Really? You still living in a trail of human wreckage or have you retired?
Indy: Why, you're looking for a date?
Marion: With anyone but you!
Irina: So Dr. Jones, you will help us? [Dovchenko cocks a pistol and points it at Marion's back] A simple 'Yes' will do.
Indy: Oh Marion, you had to go and get yourself kidnapped.
Marion: Not like you did any better.
Indy: Same old, same old...

[Indy and Marion are trapped in drysand pit]:
Mutt: What is it, quicksand?
Marion: I'm calm.
Indy: No, it's a drysand pit...
Marion: I'm sinking, but I'm calm.
Indy: ...Quicksand is a mix of sand, mud and water and depending on the viscosity it's not as dangerous as people sometimes think.
Marion: For Pete's sake, Jones, we're not in school!
Indy: Don't worry. There's nothing to worry about unless there's a... [suddenly there is a void collapse] ...A void collapse.

[Indy notices the giant group of ants]
Indy: Siafu.
Marion: What?
Indy: Big damn ants! Go!

'Indy: Oxley, go get help!
Oxley: Help?
Indy: Help!
Oxley: Help! [leaves]
Marion: [to Jones] Mutt can be a little impetuous.
Indy: Believe me, it's not the worst quality in the world. Keep your arms above your head. When the kid comes back, be ready to grab something.
Marion: Indy, he's...
Indy: He's a good kid, Marion. You should get off his back about school. Not everyone is cut out for it
Marion: Mutt, I mean, his name's Henry.
Indy: [absent-mindedly] Henry. Good name.
Marion: He's your son.
Indy: [shocked] My son?
Marion: Henry Jones III.
Indy: Why the hell didn't you make him finish school?!

[Mutt throws a long snake into the sand pit to save Jones]
Mutt: Grab the snake!
Indy: Stop calling it that! Call it something else!
Mutt: It's a snake! What do you want me to call it?!
Indy: [afraid to touch the snake] A rope!
Mutt: What?
Indy: Say "grab the rope!"
Mutt and Marion: Grab the rope!

Indy: [surrounded by Russian soldiers after getting pulled out of the sandpit by Mutt] Thanks Ox...
Oxley: [points at the Russians] Help.

Marion: I'm sure I wasn't the only one to get with my life. There must have been plenty of women for you over the years.
Indy: There were a few, but they all had the same problem.
Marion: Yeah? What's that?
Indy: They weren't you, honey.

Indy: [to Mutt and Marion as he climbs onto the roof of their newly captured truck] Keep driving.
Mutt: Well, what's he gonna do now?
Marion: I don't think he plans that far ahead.
Mutt: Yeah...
Indy: [pops out from the inside of the truck with a bazooka] Scoot over will ya, Son?
Mutt: Don't call me 'Son'! Don't.
Indy: I think I'd cover my ears if I were you! [hoots a rocket at a giant tree cutter but it sends the large circular blade bouncing straight for them, cutting through other trucks as it goes] Duck!

Mac: Jonesy! [Indy knocks off two Russians] Jonesy!
Indy: Hi, Mac! [punches him]

Indy: Marion, take the wheel!
Mutt: That's not fair; she drove the truck!
Indy: Don't be a child - find something to fight with!

Mutt: [after swinging on tree vines and landing back in the truck]: Whoa!
Indy: Whoa. [looks ahead to see a cliff] WHOA!

Mutt: Whatever happened to your advice of "if school isn't for you just live your life and don't let anyone tell you otherwise"?
Indy: That was before I was your father!

Indy: [to Mac, after it is revealed that he is actually working for the Russians] So, what are you, like a triple agent?
Mac: No, I just lied about being a double agent.

Mutt: What are they, like spacemen?
Oxley: [now completely sane] Interdimensional beings, in point of fact.
Indy: Welcome back, Ox.

Indy: Where did they go? Into space?
Oxley: Not into space. Into the space between spaces.

Mutt: I don't understand. Why the legend about the city of gold?
Indy:: Well, the Ugha word for 'gold' translates as 'treasure.' But their treasure wasn't gold, it was knowledge. Knowledge was their treasure.

Indy: Why don't you stick around, Junior?
Mutt: I don't know. Why didn't you, "Dad?"
Oxley: [scoffs] Dad... [gives Indy a questioning look] Dad?
Indy: [chuckles, wraps his arm around Marion] Somewhere, your grandpa is laughing.

Oxley: Well done, Henry.
Indy and Mutt: Thanks, Ox.

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