Dr. Jones? Yes? I will take zuh book now. Wuh-what b-book? You have zuh diary in your...

Principal SS Officer at Castle: [the Nazis burst into the room] Dr. Jones? Indiana Jones, Professor Henry Jones: Yes? Principal SS Officer at Castle: I will take zuh book now. Indiana Jones, Professor Henry Jones: Wuh-what b-book? Principal SS Officer at Castle: You have zuh diary in your pocket. Professor Henry Jones: You dolt! You think my son would be that stupid? That he would bring my diary all the way back here? [pause] Professor Henry Jones: You didn't, did you? [another pause] Professor Henry Jones: You didn't bring it, did you? Indiana Jones: Well, uh... Professor Henry Jones: You *did*! Indiana Jones: Look, can we discuss this later? Professor Henry Jones: I should have mailed it to the Marx Brothers! Indiana Jones: Will you take it easy? Professor Henry Jones: Take it easy? Why do you think I sent it home in the first place? So it wouldn't fall into their hands! Indiana Jones: I came here to SAVE you! Professor Henry Jones: Oh, yeah? And who's gonna come to save you, JUNIOR? Indiana Jones: [shouts] I told you... [grabs a gun and shoots all soldiers dead] Indiana Jones: DON'T call me Junior! Professor Henry Jones: Look what you did! I can't believe what you did!

- My room... - Mine, too. What were they looking for? This. The Grail diary? You had it? You didn't trust me. I didn't know you. At least I let you tag along. Oh, yes. Give them a flower, and they'll follow you anywhere. Knock it off. You're not mad. No? No. You like the way I do things. It's lucky I don't do things the same way. You'd still be standing at the Venice pier! Look, what do you think is going on here? Since I met you, I've nearly been incinerated, drowned, shot at, and chopped into fish bait. We're caught in the middle of something sinister here. My guess is Dad found out more than he was looking for. And until I'm sure, I'm going to continue to do things the way I think they should be done. How dare you kiss me! Leave me alone. I don't like fast women. And I hate arrogant men. Ah, Venice.