This is a fan-film that is currently in production for my youtube page, and should be ready near the end of the year. I believe you guys will enjoy the screenplay, done in the same style as Family Guy's Parodies of Star Wars. 
Sadly, I cannot post the whole screenplay on here, but I shall give you the best 10,000 characters I can find.
Jacob Enich Kadar: RAIDERS
Screenplay by Chris D’Avanzo
Based on the Story by GEORGE LUCAS
Indy looks at him, sees what he's pointing at and cas-
ually brushes all three spiders off with his rolled
whip, as he would a fly.
INDY
We have no time for dilly dallying. We have work to do.
Indy begins picking up little pocket-sized artifacts from
the niches and ledges of the Temple.
INDY
Now wait here until I pick up a bunch of dirt.
He continues to
do this as the men penetrate the Temple.
His collecting is quick and expert, evaluating
the pieces in an instant,
discarding some, stuffing others into his clothes, and
never stopping his forward progress.
INDY
Ooh, Cheetos…
5 CHAMBER OF LIGHT 5
The men reach an arch in the hall. The small chamber
ahead, which interrupts the hall, is brightly lit by a
shaft of sunlight from high above. Indy stops, looks
it over.
INDY
Stay out of the light.
Indy’s line cues the song “Blinded by the Light.”
Indy picks up a stick and throws it through the shaft
of light. Giant spikes spring together from the sides
of the chamber with a ferocious CLANG! And impaled on
the spikes are the remains of a white man, half-fleshed,
half skeleton, in explorer-type grab.
INDY
Forrestal.
SATIPO
(gulps)
We can go no further.
INDY
Now, Satipo, we don't want to be
discouraged by every little thing.
SATIPO (pointing at light)
That’s a BIG thing!
Indy steps sideways into the chamber. His back pressed
against the very points of the retracted spikes, he moves
along the edge of the light beam, and steps clear on the
other side. Satipo grimaces and begins sweating his way
through.
7 FOYER OF THE SANTUARY 7
The men are in a high, straight hallway 50 feet long.
The door at the end is flooded with sunlight.
Indy stands still looking at the hall.
SATIPO
(impatient)
Let us hurry. There is nothing
to fear here.
INDY
That's why I’m afraid of it…
SATIPO
You have nothing to fear but fear itself, senor.
Indy gives Satipo a quick glance.
SATIPO
You're president inspires me!
Satipo puts his hand in salute, as a green screed American flag appears in the background.
(More skipping)
He arrives at the altar with a large golden Idol placed
in the center.
Satipo (Puzzled)
Is that a…clock?
The Idol
The time is…Five, Twenty, Five!!
It's clear he wants to
replace the idol with the bag as smoothly as possible.
His hand seems ready to do that once, when he stops, takes
a breath and loosens his shoulder muscles. Now he sets
himself again.
Impatient Movie Viewer
HURRY UP! DO IT ALREADY!
Indy exchanges glances with the moviegoer.
Impatient Movie Viewer
Sorry, but if my mom finds out that I ditched school to see this she’s gonna kill me.
INDY
That makes two of us…
SATIPO
THREE!
Indy makes the switch! The idol is now in
his hand, the bag on the pedestal. The bag stays still as Indy begins
to walk back.
CLOCK IDOL
The time is, Five, Twenty, Six!!!
Impatient Movie Viewer
YES!
The moviegoer’s excitement knocks the bag over.
INDY
NO…!
Indy clenches his hand in frustration.
This sets off an CHAIN REACTION of
steadily increasing volume as some huge mysterious mechanism
rumbles into action deep in the temple.
Indy spins and starts running across the ruins.
Satipo's eyes widen in terror. He turns and runs.
IMPATIENT MOVIE VIEWER
WHAT ABOUT MEEEEEEEEEE?! (OOOOF!)
Or how about?
AMIR
Wait! I am not finished...
Amir's finger moves across the break as the markings
continue on the sun hat.
AMIR
(reading)
"And one jamir to preech the word of the Hebrew
God whose Youtube this is."
Indy, still holding the date, exchanges a long look with
Sallah.
INDY
Their Nazis. They won’t have any Rabbis with them…
Sallah nods.
INDY
Belloq's staff doesn't have enough workers...
INDY AND SALLAH
They're digging in the wrong place!
Sallah and Indy begin to laugh. Amir gives them a glance
and returns to his wine. Sallah begins to break out in song, and the rest of his lines are in song.
SALLAH
I AM THE MONARCH OF THE SEA, I AM THE RULER OF THE QUEEN’s NAVY!
Indy takes the data in his hand and flips
it high in the air. He opens his mouth to catch it, but
it doesn't come down. He has inadvertently thrown it into
a bowl of a hanging lamp.
SALLAH
Bad dates.
This makes the men laugh even
harder.
And Finally...
BELLOQ
Why, Dr. Jones, whatever are you
doing in such a nasty place?
Belloq and the Germans laugh.
INDY
Why don't you fellows come down
here? I'll show you.
BELLOQ
No thank you, my friend.
(he glances around him)
I think we are all very comfortable
up here.
(a beat)
Looks like I’ve found my advisory in a local sewer…
Belloq laughs, but no one joins him.
BELLOQ
(down to Indy)
After all these years, it is most
considerate of you to aid me in
this way.
As Belloq speaks, Dietrich exchanges a look with TOHT.
TOHT smiles and takes the gag from BASKET GIRL's mouth.
107 INT. WELLS OF THE SOULS 107
Dietrich smiles down at Indy.
DIETRICH
I'm afraid we must be going now, Dr.
Jones. Our prize is awaited in Berlin.
But I do not wish to leave you down in
that awful place...
(he give a sign)
...all alone.
TOHT and the Nazi move BASKET GIRL to the hole and, to Belloq's
surprise, push her in. BASKET GIRL falls thirty feet screaming.
Indy drops his torch, braces, and catches her! Her weight
knocks him to the ground, almost into the snakes. She
looks around at the snakes, clinging to him more desper-
ately as he struggles to his feet trying to unload her.
BASKET GIRL
DON’T THROW ME IN THERE!!!!
Up at the hole, there's plenty of dissension.
BELLOQ
The girl was mine!
DIETRICH
She is of no use to us. Only our
mission for the Fuhrer matters.
Dietrich glances meaningfully around at the other Nazis.
DIETRICH
I wonder sometimes, Monsieur, if you
have that clearly in mind.
Belloq feels how much he is the outsider, his own vulner-
ability. He backs down with the wisdom of survival. He
turns to look down at Indy and BASKET GIRL. His manner is gal-
lant.
BELLOQ
Goodbye, mademoiselle.
(a pause, then with respect)
Indiana Jones...
(music starts)
So long, farewell
Auf Wiedersehen, adieu
Adieu, adieu
To you and you and you
(All Nazis, dancing)
So long, farewell
Au revoir, Auf Weidersehen
(Indy and Basketgirl)
We'd like to be up with you.
(Basketgirl)
We can share some champagne.
(talking to the Belloq) yes?
(Dietrich, who pops in frame) NO!
(All Nazis)
So long, farewell
Auf Weidersehen, goodbye
(Dietrich)
I leave and heave
A sigh and say goodbye
Goodbye
I'm glad to leave you here,
I cannot tell a lie
(All Nazis)
So long, farewell
Auf Weidersehen, goodbye
(Sallah)
Goodbyeeeee
Goodbyeeeeeee
Goodbyeeeeeeee
(Basket Girl)
Goodbyeeeeeeeeeeeee…(she slowly fades as the she holds the note)
Indy shoots a glance to Basket Girl.
