Texas said:
not a peep from Lucas or Spielberg regarding Indy 5 in a long while. Those are the guys I'd love to hear from, especially Lucas.
Fine. I'll see what I can do.
I get the idea that we won't hear a thing out of those two until it is either officially green-lit, or until it's progress can't be hidden any longer. Whichever comes first.
I actually hate to complain about the lack of info, or even a 5th film at all, because these guys don't work for me. (and don't bother arguing that our movie ticket and merchandise purchases mean that they do, you know what I mean, people). It's just frustrating when you constantly hear about SW stuff, and Indy is shuffled off into the corner like some rumpled and discarded old toy that GL refuses to let anyone else play with even though he's not as interested in it.
I know how it works with these guys, though, so I'll patiently wait out the process.
INT. SKYWALKER RANCH, GEORGE LUCAS' OFFICE
George (wearing his Jar-Jar mask) is deeply immersed in serious play-acting with some action figures. There is a Wookie in his left hand, Ashoka in his right. Harrison bursts through George's office door.
HARRISON
Hey buddy, they're killing me with all these Indy 5 questions, is there anything-
GEORGE
(pulling off his mask)
KNOCK, DAMMIT! How many times do I have to tell you to KNOCK before you come in here?
HARRISON
(embarrassed and humble)
Sorry, I just-
GEORGE
Did you see anything!?
HARRISON
(now staring at his own feet)
No George, I didn't see you playing with your DOLLS again
Neither can make make eye-contact with the other.
GEORGE
What do you want?
HARRISON
I was just wondering if there is anything I can tell people about another Indiana-
GEORGE
That again? Can't you see how busy I am?
HARRISON
Uhhh yeah...with Star Wars
GEORGE
Yeah with Star Wars. You didn't want to do anymore of those, remember? You could've if you wanted, I would've even let you wear the stupid whip as Han again, remember?
HARRISON
C'mon George, let's just be reasonable abou-
GEORGE
I know you are but what am I!
HARRISON
Wait,...what?
GEORGE
Yer mom.
HARRISON
(using the "Ford Finger")
Now wait just a minute.
Attempting to utilize "The Force", George waves his hand in the air towards Harrison.
GEORGE
You don't want anymore Indiana Jones, you want to play Han Solo again.
The "Ford Finger" wavers and falls.
HARRISON
(deadpan)
"Oh forget it."
As Harrison turns to leave,George casually lifts a plastic light-saber off of his messy desk.
GEORGE
(smugly)
That's right. Keep walkin, Harry.
Harrison spins around and whips the toy out of George's hand with his bullwhip. George lets out a girlish shriek. Harrison catches the saber in his left hand and casts it aside.
HARRISON
You call me "Dr. Jones", Jorge. Got it?
Whimpering, "Jorge" nods his head rapidly while rubbing his now sore wrist.
HARRISON
(motioning with his whip)
I want some progress, SOON.
GEORGE
You got it, Har-...D-Dr. Jones.
Harrison nods, pulls a fedora out from behind his back. He sets it on his own head, pulls down the brim, looks around the room and exits.
GEORGE
(to himself)
I wish I wasn't so in love with him.
Aaaaaaand SCENE.
Yeah....just like that.