Uncharted 2: Among Thieves Walkthrough

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| Game Title: Uncharted 2: Among Thieves |
| Guide Type: Game Script                |
| Platform: Playstation 3                |
| Version: 1.0                           |
| E-Mail: rcarr0(at)aol(dot)com          |
| First Updated: 22/11/2009              |
| Last Updated: 05/12/2009               |
| FAQ Size: 203KB                        |
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1. Version History
2. Game Script
2.01. Chapter 01 - "A Rock and a Hard Place"
2.02. Chapter 02 - "Breaking and Entering"
2.03. Chapter 03 - "Borneo"
2.04. Chapter 04 - "The Dig"
2.05. Chapter 05 - "Urban Warfare"
2.06. Chapter 06 - "Desperate Times"
2.07. Chapter 07 - "They're Coming With Us"
2.08. Chapter 08 - "The City's Secret"
2.09. Chapter 09 - "Path of Light"
2.10. Chapter 10 - "Only One Way Out"
2.11. Chapter 11 - "Keep Moving"
2.12. Chapter 12 - "A Train to Catch"
2.13. Chapter 13 - "Locomotion"
2.14. Chapter 14 - "Tunnel Vision"
2.15. Chapter 15 - "Train-Wrecked"
2.16. Chapter 16 - "Where Am I?"
2.17. Chapter 17 - "Mountaineering"
2.18. Chapter 18 - "Heart of Ice"
2.19. Chapter 19 - "Siege"
2.20. Chapter 20 - "Cat and Mouse"
2.21. Chapter 21 - "Convoy"
2.22. Chapter 22 - "The Monastery"
2.23. Chapter 23 - "Reunion"
2.24. Chapter 24 - "The Road to Shambhala"
2.25. Chapter 25 - "Broken Paradise"
2.26. Chapter 26 - "Tree of Life"
3. Credits
4. Copyright
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"I did not tell half of what I saw for I knew I would not be believed..."
- Marco Polo on his deathbed, 1324
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| 2.01. Chapter 01 - "A Rock and a Hard Place" |
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Nathan Drake awakens on a train. A flickering light swings overhead. Curtains
lining the windows have been ripped and torn. Nathan holds his head and groans.
Nathan: What's going on...?
Nathan groans again. He looks down and notices his hands are covered in blood
and he is wounded in the stomach.
Nathan: That's my blood... That's my blood, that's a lot of my blood...
Nathan rests his head back on the seat and looks out the window. Outside, he
sees a snowy cliff.
Nathan: What...?
He quickly ducks to the side as a wooden crate and an oil drum flies past him.
He looks back and sees the oil drum falling out the back of the train behind
him.
Nathan: Oh God.
His chair starts to break away. Nathan jumps out of his seat and grabs hold of
the seat in front of him as his seat falls away. He loses his grip and falls
through the train carriage.
Nathan: (screams)
Nathan lands on the handrail on the outside of the carriage and quickly grabs
hold of it.
Nathan: Oh, crap.
The train carriage is teetering over the edge of a cliff. A fire burns on the
mountains nearby.
Nathan starts climbing up the side of the train's chassis. The train shakes
and a large boulder falls from the edge of the cliffs above. Part of the pipe
starts to break away.
Nathan: ...It's ok... it's ok... come on...
The pipe twists to the side. It swings round and slams Nathan into the side of
the train. Nathan climbs round to the roof of the train and climbs back into
the carriage.
Nathan climbs through the carriage and back outside. As he nears the top of
the carriage, the carriage edges closer over the cliff. A door on the side
of the carriage swings open and luggage falls out.
Nathan climbs onto the second carriage on the edge of the cliff. He runs
through the carriage and leaps out of it as the train falls over the edge.
Nathan pulls himself up onto the cliff and rolls onto his back, gasping for
breath. He loses consciousness and flashes back to the past.
In his flashback, Nathan is sitting at a bar on a beach by the ocean, drinking
a bottle of beer. A man walks up to him and leans on the bar.
Harry: Buy me a drink, sailor?
Nathan: Harry Flynn?! Hey!
Harry: Hey!
Nathan gives Harry a quick hug.
Nathan: What the hell are you doing here?
Harry: I'm looking for you, mate.
Nathan: Uh-oh. Should I be flattered, or worried?
Harry grabs the bottle of beer on the bar.
Harry: Maybe a bit of both.
Nathan: (laughs)
Harry: C'mere -
Harry and Nathan sit down at a small wooden table nearby.
Harry: I've got a job for us.
Nathan: Really?
Harry: A client is willing to part with a huge sum of cash if we 'acquire' a
certain object for him.
Nathan: All right, I'm listening.
Harry: Now - you're not gonna like this.
Harry puts a pamphlet down on the table.
Nathan: Oh, no. No, you're out of your mind.
Nathan pushes the pamphlet away.
Harry: Yeah, just - just hear me out for a sec -
Nathan: Flynn, we both know two people who were killed trying to lift something
outta this place.
Harry: And one who made it out.
Nathan: Yeah, barely.
Harry: I can't do this without you, Drake. You're the only one who's cracked
it. And you know better than anyone, it's a two-person job.
Nathan: No, no, no - three, actually.
Harry: Right. And speak of the devil - here she comes now.
A woman walks over to the table.
Nathan: Wh -?
Chloe: Chloe Frazer.
Nathan shakes Chloe's hand.
Nathan: Nate. Drake. Nathan Drake.
Chloe walks around Harry, brushing one hand along his neck.
Chloe: Hello, Harry.
Harry: Chloe here's one of the best drivers in the business - she'll take good
care of us.
Chloe sits down at the table.
Nathan: I bet.
Harry: All right, look - I've got it all figured out. We go in through the
sewer -
Nathan: Loving it so far.
Harry: That puts us in the courtyard. From there we scale up the wall, run
across the rooftops, and just drop down into the exhibit hall. Bob's your
uncle. And what is worth all this trouble, I hear you ask...?
Nathan: I didn't, but go ahead.
Harry turns the page and points to a lamp in the corner of the page, circled
in red pen.
Nathan: That's it? An oil lamp?
Harry shows Nathan a photo of the same oil lamp.
Harry: Yeah.
Nathan: It's worthless. I don't get it.
Chloe: Neither do we. That's why we tracked you down.
Nathan: Well, it sounds like you're working for a nutcase. Some collector,
who's got too much time and money on his hands. And by the way, this - is not
worth any of it.
Harry: But there's more... How's your 13th-century Latin, mate?
Harry gives Nathan another piece of paper with a paragraph written in Latin.
Nathan: Where'd you get this?
Harry: 'Borrowed' it from the files of the nutcase.
Nathan: 'In Trebizond we were set upon by thieves. Father, Maffeo and I were
robbed of our greatest treasures...' This was written by Marco Polo.
Chloe: Yes, that much we were able to work out.
Harry: Unfortunately, the rest of it's nonsense.
Nathan: Wait, hold on... 'So that it should not fall into the wrong hands, I
concealed my great sorrow in the unlikeliest place. The light of the Great
Khan shelters the fate of the thirteen.'
Harry: See what I mean? It's just gibberish.
Chloe: He's talking about the lost fleet.
Nathan: Yeah...
Harry: Hello, someone want to fill me in?
Nathan: Marco Polo leaves China with 600 passengers and fourteen ships, loaded
down with treasure from Kublai Khan. Now, he lands in Persia a year and a half
later with only one ship left, and only eighteen passengers. Now, he recorded
every detail of his journey but he never told what happened to all those ships,
and the passengers.
Chloe: So -  so, somewhere out there - there are thirteen ships, loaded with
the emperor's treasure, waiting to be found.
Nathan: Yeah, and that is what your client is after.
Nathan holds up the photo of the oil lamp.
Nathan: Look at this lamp. It's covered in Mongolian script - it must've been
a gift from Kublai Khan.
Harry: 'The light of the Great Khan - shelters the fate of the thirteen.'
Chloe: '...shelters the fate of the thirteen.'
Nathan: Marco Polo hid something inside this lamp. Something that pinpoints
the site of the lost fleet.
Chloe: So... we're dicking this guy over, right?
Nathan: Damn straight!
Harry: Absolutely!
Harry stands up from the table.
Harry: You in, then?
Chloe also stands.
Nathan: What the hell.
Nathan stands up.
Nathan: What could possibly go wrong?
They clink their bottles together and start drinking.
The flashback ends. Nathan wakes up on the icy cliffs at the site of the train
crash. He stands up. Nathan makes his way through the wreckage to another
train carriage where he finds a wooden door with a padlock.
Nathan: (sighs) Course it's locked, it's always locked.
Nathan shoots the padlock off the door and continues making his way through
the wreckage. He spots a soldier nearby. Upon shooting him, another train
carriage explodes.
Nathan: Karma's a bitch.
Nathan continues climbing through the wreckage to another carriage. He climbs
out of the carriage through a broken skylight. Another carriage nearby explodes
and he is thrown back into the carriage. He hits the floor. He tries to stand
again and the exploding train carriage collides with the one he's in. The
carriage overturns several times and Nathan is knocked unconscious again.
In another flashback, Nathan awakens to a knock at the door. He is napping in
bed in a hotel room. Nathan walks over and opens the door. Chloe is standing
outside.
Chloe: Hello.
Nathan looks around out in the hallway and pulls Chloe into the room.
Chloe: Well, so much for foreplay.
Nathan closes the door and locks it.
Nathan: You mind telling me what the hell is going on?
Chloe: You mean with Flynn?
Nathan: Yeah, you mighta warned me.
Chloe: And miss the look on your face? Anyway... you haven't exactly made
yourself easy to find.
Chloe walks over to a cabinet and picks up Nathan's pocket diary.
Nathan: Talk about making yourself easy...
Nathan walks up to Chloe and snatches the diary away.
Chloe: Oh, you're not jealous... Let's not forget who walked out on whom,
after all. You don't get to be jealous.
Chloe pushes Nathan onto the bed.
Nathan: Now, wait a minute, Chloe.
Chloe: If it makes you feel any better, my relationship with Flynn is strictly
professional.
Chloe sits on Nathan's lap and puts her arms around him.
Nathan: Really?
Chloe: Mostly professional.
Nathan sighs and falls back onto the bed.
Chloe: When I figured out he was actually onto something, I thought you'd want
to be in on the action.
Chloe leans over Drake. She takes his hands and puts them on her butt.
Nathan: So what's the plan?
Chloe: Just like we said. We pull the heist, we find the ships, and make off
with the treasure.
Nathan: With Flynn.
Chloe: Mm-hm.
Nathan: And then?
Chloe: And then, we split the take three ways, and you and I just disappear.
Together, this time.
Nathan: I see...
Chloe: Until then, he can't know about us.
Chloe leans in to kiss Nathan.
Nathan: He's gonna be pissed.
Chloe: He's gonna be fine.
Chloe pushes Nathan back down on the bed.
Chloe: Trust me.
They kiss. The flashback ends and Nathan wakes up back on the train carriage.
Nathan climbs out of the wreckage and continues through the blizzard. He finds
a dagger buried in the snow in front of him. He drops to his knees in front of
it and pulls it out of the ground. He sits up against a carriage and looks at
the dagger in his hands.
ISTANBUL
Four Months Earlier
Nathan, Chloe and Harry are riding a dinghy across the ocean at night.
Nathan: You sure you're up for this?
Harry: Feel a lot better if I had a gun.
Nathan: We won't need 'em.
Harry: - a little insurance, that's all.
Nathan: Flynn, they're just museum guards and we have their patrols all
mapped out. Relax.
Harry: Relax? (laughs) Relax? Have you ever been in a Turkish prison, mate? If
we get caught, they will lock us up and throw away the sodding key, you do
realise that, don't you?
Nathan: Better than you do.
Harry: Well, you may fancy that kind of thing, but I don't.
Nathan: (laughs)
Harry: We can't afford to make any mistakes.
Nathan: Yeah, and we won't.
The dinghy speeds up. Chloe turns the dinghy round and stops in front of a
cliff.
Chloe: We're here.
Nathan and Harry look up and see an open sewer grate above.
Inside the sewers, Nathan welds through a grate blocking the way and pushes it
down. They step into the tunnels and shine their torches around.
Harry: This way.
Nathan, Chloe and Harry make their way through the sewer tunnels.
Harry: So what do we do if they switch the patrols?
Nathan: We figure it out as we go.
Harry: We cannot fumble our way through this.
Nathan: I don't 'fumble' - I improvise.
Chloe: Oh, is that what you call it?
Nathan: Yeah, I'm uh... adaptable.
Chloe: 'Adaptable.'
Harry: You cocky bastard.
Nathan: (laughs)
They reach the end of the tunnels.
Harry: There.
Harry runs over to a handrail.
Harry: What did I tell you?
He points to an archway across from them.
Harry: That passage there is gonna take us right under the museum.
Nathan: You called it, all right.
Harry: You need to have a little more faith in me, chum.
Chloe: Okay... This one here is me.
Nathan: All right, remember, that tower's our only way into the exhibit - but
we can't even get close with those floodlights on.
Chloe: We've gone over this.
Nathan: Just make sure you cut the power by the time we reach the second
courtyard.
Chloe: The lights will be out.
Chloe looks at Harry.
Chloe: I'll have the van waiting at the rendezvous point. Just make sure you
get your asses out of there in time.
Nathan: Fair enough.
Harry: All right, enough chat - let's do this.
Harry vaults over the handrail and lands in the water below. Chloe starts
walking away.
Nathan: Chloe -
Chloe stops and looks back at Nathan.
Nathan: See you on the other side.
Chloe: Looking forward to it.
Chloe walks off down the tunnel in the opposite direction. Nathan vaults over
the handrail and joins Harry.
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| 2.02. Chapter 02 - "Breaking and Entering" |
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Nathan and Harry start making their way through the sewers.
Nathan: You sure you know where you're goin'?
Harry: Don't I always?
Nathan follows Harry through the sewer.
Harry: Don't you love the way the water makes your jeans all squidgy?
Nathan follows Harry across several pipes attached to the wall.
Harry: It's like the good ol' days, isn't it?
Nathan: Yeah, when were those again?
They reach a dead end.
Harry: Oh, wait, this can't be right. We must've made a wrong turn somewhere.
Nathan looks up and spots a ladder above them.
Nathan: Hey - Now whaddya bet that will take us right into the boiler room?
Harry: And from there, we're in.
Nathan: (laughs) In like Flynn. Right?
Harry: What?
Nathan: In like Flynn.
Harry: I don't get it.
Nathan: Just give me a boost.
Harry gives Nathan a boost onto the ladder above.
Nathan: ...Here it comes.
Nathan drops the ladder down to the ground.
Harry: Thanks.
Nathan and Harry climb up a wall to another ladder.
Nathan: Almost there, you ready?
Harry: No guts, no glory.
Nathan climbs up the ladder.
Nathan: Here we go.
Nathan pushes the manhole cover away and climbs up into the boiler room. In the
boiler room, Nathan vaults over a pipe and finds another ladder above.
Nathan: Just reach up there and grab the ladder.
Harry: Okay... all right...
Nathan gives Harry a boost up onto the ladder.
Harry: There, I dropped it down for you.
Nathan and Harry climb another wall.
Nathan: All right, this is the way to the courtyard.
Nathan and Harry reach a pipe that has steam coming from it. Harry holds a hand
over the steam.
Harry: Ow - well, we're not going this way. Not if you want to keep your skin.
Nathan: All right, there's gotta be a shut-off valve around here somewhere.
Harry: See if you can find it then.
Nathan holds his hand over the steam.
Harry: Are you mental? We've got to turn it off somehow.
Nathan finds the shut-off valve and turns the steam off.
Harry: You got it.
Nathan and Harry continue across the sewer until they reach a row of windows.
A guard is patrolling in the room. Nathan and Harry press their backs up
against the wall as the guard walks past.
Nathan: Okay, now there should be a door just around this corner. That's our
access point. Once we're through, just stick to the plan. You got me?
Harry: Tell me you didn't miss this.
Nathan: I'm here aren't I?
Nathan and Harry turn the corner and find the door. Nathan tries to open
the door.
Nathan: It's locked.
Harry: Good job I came prepared.
Harry twirls a lockpick around on his finger.
Nathan: (laughs)
Harry: I pick more than my nose, my friend.
Harry kneels down and starts to lockpick the door.
Nathan: Wait! There's an alarm. That's new since last time.
Harry stands up.
Harry: Great, now what?
Nathan: Well, I can disarm it, if we can find the junction box. It's gotta be
around here somewhere.
Nathan finds the junction box. He opens the junction box and switches the
alarm off.
Nathan: There, that oughta do it.
Harry: All right, we're in.
Nathan and Harry enter the next hall where they find another guard with his
back to them. They take cover behind an archway in the middle of the hall.
Harry: Shit.
Nathan: I got him.
Nathan knocks the guard unconscious. They hurry forward and crouch behind a
balcony. Harry points to the tower above them.
Harry: There's the tower.
Nathan: Yeah - but we can only get to it from the roof, and we can't get to
the roof from here. We're going to have to make our way to the next courtyard.
Through that gate over there.
Harry: Well, let's do it.
Nathan and Flynn deal with another guard in the area below.
Harry: We've got to get up to that balcony. We can climb the gate over here.
Nathan: Got it.
Nathan and Harry climb up a nearby gate to a balcony above. Another two guards
are nearby.
Harry: Crap. I've got the other one.
Harry and Flynn tackle the two guards and crouch behind a balcony that
overlooks a large courtyard. The gate at the back opens and two more guards
walk through.
Harry: C'mon, what are you waiting for?
Nathan and Harry vault over the balcony and land in the courtyard.
Harry: Okay, we're almost there. I'll go right, you go left.
Nathan and Harry split up and knock out the guards in the courtyard. They
approach the large gate at the back of the room.
Nathan: Okay, we should be able to lift this up, sneak right under.
Harry: Whoa - whoa - not so fast, there's another alarm.
Harry points to an alarm in the top corner of the gate.
Nathan: Ah, great. You wanna get this one?
Harry turns to Nathan and raises an eyebrow. Nathan sighs.
Nathan: Wait here.
Nathan finds the junction box and switches off the alarm.
Nathan: Okay, it's off.
Nathan returns to the gate and approaches with Harry.
Nathan: All right, one, two, three... all right, go - yeah... Hurry! All
right... Easy... easy... Whew...
They both struggle to lift the gate up. Nathan holds the gate while Harry
crawls under. Harry holds the gate from the other side as Nathan crawls under
and they both quietly lower the gate back down.
Nathan: All right, we gotta cross this courtyard to get onto the roof.
Harry: Okay, I'll just let you do all the ass-kicking, all right?
Nathan: Right...
Harry: Head for the fountain.
Nathan and Harry stealth attack the guards in the courtyard.
Nathan: Now we just gotta find a way up to that window.
Harry: Which window? There's a lot of bloody windows.
Nathan and Harry climb across the wall to the window and drop down into a
storage room. They run forward and crouch down behind a low wall. There are
four guards in the room.
Nathan: (sigh) Crap. Now what?
Harry: It's time to tip the odds back in our favour.
Harry holds up two guns.
Nathan: Oh, that's brilliant - guns? What are you thinking?
Harry: Relax, Gandhi, they're tranquiliser guns. Totally non-lethal. Your
conscience will remain unscathed.
Nathan: Oh, well, good idea.
Nathan takes the gun.
Harry: Great. Okay, little bit of advice: these things have lousy range, so we
still have to get in close. You okay with that?
Nathan: I know how to shoot a gun, genius.
Harry: All right. All right, let's take these guys out.
Nathan and Harry take out the four guards in the room.
Nathan: We gotta get up to that walkway.
Nathan approaches a cart in the room.
Nathan: This could help.
Nathan and Harry push the cart over to a wall.
Harry: Okay, for something with wheels, this is very heavy.
Nathan: There, that'll work.
Harry: Now all we need is a horse.
Nathan and Harry climb up to the walkway.
Nathan: Those rafters will get us onto the roof, if we can get up there.
Harry: Good thing one of us thought ahead, eh?
Harry throughs a rope up to a nearby wall and hooks on to it.
Harry: All yours.
Nathsn starts climbing the rope. When he reaches the top, another guard enters
the room and Harry surrenders. Nathan takes out the guard.
Harry: Whew, thanks mate.
Nathan edges across the wall to the rafters.
Nathan: C'mon.
Harry: All right, all right, I'm comin'. I think I'm gonna take the elevator
next time. Nathan and Harry cross the rafters and walk onto the rooftops.
Nathan points to the tower.
Nathan: All right, there's the tower.
Harry: Getting closer.
Nathan: Appreciate that update, Captain Obvious.
Nathan and Harry jump across the rooftops and inch forward around a narrow,
curved ledge.
Harry: Don't look down... don't look down, don't look down...
Harry jumps across to another rooftop.
Harry: Come on.
Nathan: Okay, I'm comin', I'm comin'.
Nathan jumps across to the rooftop and grabs onto the guttering. The guttering
breaks away. Harry grabs hold of Nathan's hand.
Harry: ...Gotcha.
Nathan looks down at a guard patrolling below.
Nathan: (effort) Pull me up... pull me up...
Harry: You put on weight, mate.
The guard looks up at the roof. There is no one there.
Nathan: Oh, shit, that was close.
Harry: Whew, all right, no more donuts for you.
Nathan and Harry drop down to another section of the rooftops.
Harry: Okay, I can get this.
Harry swings the rappel onto another wall.
Harry: ...Once again, you're up.
Nathan swings across the wall and grabs hold of a gate.
Harry: I'm right behind ya.
Nathan: As always.
Nathan scales the wall and reaches the rooftops. A guard walks up to the edge
of the rooftop.
Harry: There's a guy above you, there's a guy above you.
Nathan pulls the guard off the roof.
Harry: There's a guy below you, there's a guy below you.
Nathan and Harry climb onto the rooftops.
Harry: Yeah, great view. I can see your house. Let's get moving.
Nathan and Harry climb up onto the rooftops. Nathan sees the tower across the
rooftops.
Harry: Nearly there.
Nathan: Yeah, but why are the lights still on?
Harry: Chloe will take care of it, don't worry.
Nathan and Harry cross the rooftops and make their way to the tower. They run
forward and crouch behind some crates.
Nathan: Ah, shit. We can't get any closer with the tower lit up like that. What
the hell is she doin'?
Harry: C'mon, Chloe...
One by one, the lights around the tower start going out.
Harry: That's my girl.
Nathan and Harry climb up to a large window. Harry slowly pushes the window
open. He steps forward and looks down into the exhibit hall.
Harry: Okay... We're clear.
Harry attaches a rope to the window and tosses the rope down into the exhibit
hall.
Harry: Ladies first.
Nathan: (laughs) Cute. Here we go.
Nathan climbs down the rope and runs up to the display case.
Harry: Ah, there it is.
Nathan: Yeah, and there's the acoustic alarm. Until we get this case unlocked,
that thing's gonna go off if we so much as touch this glass.
Harry holds up the lockpick.
Harry: No worries, mate.
Harry kneels down and turns off the acoustic alarm. The display case opens.
Harry: Voilá.
Nathan: All right...
Nathan takes the oil lamp out of the display case.
Harry: Now, we're sure it's the right one?
Nathan: Well, I guess there's only one way to find out.
Nathan kneels down.
Nathan: Sorry, Marco.
He smashes the lamp on the floor. There is a small piece of paper inside and
several pieces of a blue substance. Nathan unfolds the piece of paper and
turns it over. The paper is blank.
Nathan: Crap.
He shows the paper to Harry.
Harry: Well, that's the understatement of the year.
Nathan examines the blue substance from the oil lamp.
Harry: This is it? It's bloody useless!
Nathan picks up a piece of the substance and sniffs it.
Nathan: '...the light of the Great Khan...' Wait a minute...
Nathan gathers all the pieces together on the floor.
Harry: What're you doing?
Nathan: It's resin. It'll burn.
Harry: And...?
Nathan: Just gimme your lighter.
Harry takes his lighter out of his pocket and gives it to Nathan.
Harry: Is that really a good idea, in here?
Nathan: C'mon...
Nathan lights the resin. The room is illuminated a dark blue.
Harry: Whoa...
Harry looks at the piece of paper again.
Nathan: Let me see that.
Nathan takes the map.
Nathan holds the paper over the flame. An outline of an island glows on the
paper. Next to it is some more writing.
Nathan: '...our ships were driven by a great flood tide into the wilds of
Java...'
Harry: Sounds like they were hit by a tsunami.
Nathan: Yeah, somewhere off the west coast of Borneo.
Harry: Oh, great, that narrows it down a bit.
Nathan: Look - this mountain must've been the closest landmark where they went
aground. We find that mountain, we find the ships.
Harry: Yeah, good work, mate.
Harry tries to take the map, but Nathan pulls away.
Nathan: Wait, wait - there's more... '...as if the ocean itself sought to throw
off the terrible cargo we carried from Sham-bha-la - the curse of the
Cintamani.'
Harry: That mean something to you?
Nathan: Shambhala... Oh my God... Flynn -
Harry: What?
Nathan: Marco Polo found Shambhala.
Harry shakes his head.
Nathan: Shangri-La.
Harry: You're joking.
Harry takes the map and folds it up again.
Nathan: If they were carrying the Cintamani Stone, it might still be there.
Harry: This is all very fascinating... But we've really got to go.
Harry hurries away.
Nathan: Yeah - I'm right behind you.
Nathan stamps out the burning resin. He walks back over to where the rope was.
Harry is pulling the rope up.
Nathan: What the hell are you doing?
Harry: Sorry, mate. This is where we part ways.
Nathan: Wait - Flynn, we had a plan.
Harry: No, you had a plan. Turns out I've got one of my own.
Nathan: C'mon, throw me the rope - don't be stupid -
Harry: Oh yeah, right - you're the mastermind. Only you overlooked one little
detail, didn't you, partner?
Harry aims a gun at Nathan. Nathan slowly backs away.
Nathan: So what're you gonna do, shoot me now?
Harry: No. I just need you out of the way for a little while.
Harry shoots the glass of a nearby display case. The lights in the exhibit
hall come on.
Nathan: Shit!
Harry: You think I didn't know about the ships from the beginning? Any
schoolboy could've figured that out.
Nathan: Flynn, listen -
Harry: Face it, genius. You've been played.
Nathan starts to run. Harry shoots another display case.
Harry: Ah - ah - not yet! Want to give the guards a decent head start.
Nathan hears voices down the hall.
Harry: Right, that's my cue. No hard feelings, yeah?
Harry disappears out the window. Nathan looks around for a way out and starts
running through the exhibit hall.
Nathan: Damn it, Flynn.
At the end of the exhibit hall, a shutter starts lowering, blocking Nathan's
path.
Nathan: Oh, no, no, no, no. Okay, now I'm screwed.
Nathan runs down a spiralling staircase.
Nathan: All right, all right, think Nate, think.
Nathan climbs out of a window and runs over to a nearby manhole cover.
Nathan: Yeah, there it is.
Nathan kicks the manhole cover away and drops down into the sewers.
Nathan: Yeah, this way, this way.
Nathan runs through a tunnel into a room full of pipes.
Nathan: All right, use your head, Nate, use your head. Agh, how the hell do I
get outta here?
He runs through another tunnel.
Nathan: Here we go, there we go. Gotta get to that ladder.
He reaches the ladder leading out of the sewers.
Nathan: See ya suckers.
Nathan pushes the manhole cover away and climbs out into the open. Four armed
guards train their guns on him.
Three Months Later
Nathan is sitting in a jail cell. He is recreating the events of three months
ago using his hands and silhouettes on the wall.
Nathan: You overlooked one little detail, didn't you, partner? What?! Face it,
genius. You've been played. Oh really...(gun-firing sound effect) (death sound)
Sully walks up to the jail cell.
Nathan: Hey - hey - hey - jackass, you're ruining the show here.
Sully: Ah, what a shame.
Nathan sits up and sees Sully standing outside the cell.
Nathan: Sully!
Sully: I really can't leave you alone for a minute.
Nathan walks up to the bars.
Nathan: Oh man, am I glad to see you.
Sully: How you doin', kid?
Nathan: I'm doin' just great.
A guard walks up to the cell and unlocks the door.
Sully: So, I had to grease a few palms.
Sully walks into the cell.
Sully: Did go through the rest of your money. And a good chunk of my own. But
hey...
He hugs Nathan.
Sully: Jesus, you stink.
Nathan: Yeah, not half as bad as that cigar.
Sully: Yeah...
Nathan: Hey, how'd you find me?
Sully: Well, a friend of yours asked for my help...
Chloe walks up to the cell.
Chloe: Hello, Nate.
Nathan: Oh, no. No.
Sully: Now, wait a second -
Nathan: Sully, kick her out and shut the door. We're safer in here.
Sully: Just wait a goddamn minute. Hear her out.
Chloe walks into the cell.
Chloe: Thank you, Victor.
Nathan: Hey, no offense, Sully - but you're not exactly the best judge of
character. Especially when it comes to women.
Sully: Fair enough. All the same.
Chloe covers her nose.
Chloe: Dear God...
Nathan: Oh no, it's not that bad. Look, I have my own bucket.
Chloe: (disgusted groan)
Nathan: Last cell I was in, eight of us had to share.
Chloe: Listen, Nate -
Nathan sits back down on his bed.
Nathan: Y'know something - I really appreciate you dropping by - but if you and
Flynn hadn't screwed me over in the first place
Chloe: Now, wait a minute -
Nathan: - I wouldn't've been rotting in -
Chloe: Listen - Nate -
Nathan: - this shithole for the last three months - so excuse me if I'm not
just, y'know, leaping into your arms.
Chloe: I had nothing to do with it.
Nathan: Right.
Chloe: I told you, he's not going to listen to me.
Sully: Screw this. Nate - They found the ships.
Nathan: In Borneo?
Sully: Yep.
Chloe: Yes.
Nathan: And the Cintamani Stone?
Chloe: How do you know about that?
Nathan: Do you really think Flynn could've figured that out on his own?
Chloe: All right, good point. No, they haven't found it yet.
Nathan: What do you mean, 'they'?
Sully: Flynn and his