Look at this. It's worthless - ten dollars from a vendor in the street. But I take it, I bury it in the sand for a thousand years, it becomes priceless. Like the Ark.
It's a transmitter, a radio for speaking to God.
Sallah: Indy, why does the floor move?Indiana: Give me your torch.Indiana: Snakes. Why'd it have to be snakes?Sallah: Asps... very dangerous. You go first.
We never seem to get a break, do we?