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This is the sequel to "Romancing the Stone" where Jack and Joan have their yacht and easy life, but are gradually getting bored with each other and this way of life. Joan accepts an ... See full summary »
[the Jewel is woken up by Joan chipping away at the bars of their cell with a two-by-four plank] Jewel: What are you doing? Joan Wilder: In my last novel, 'Angelina and the Savage Secret' Angelina used a nail file to chip away at the bars of her cell to remove them and escape to freedom. Jewel: How long did this take? Joan Wilder: Two pages.
Omar: Jack is dead. Joan Wilder: Don't be ridiculous! Jack would never die without telling me.
[Jack, Joan, and the Jewel are being shot at] Jewel: Do not worry. I'm sure it's not my destiny to die on this mountain. Joan: What about us? Jewel: [pause] That's another ball game.
Ralph: Come on, Colton! Where's the jewel? Jewel: Ralph, I am the Jewel. The Jewel of the Nile. Ralph: Yeah, and I'm a kumquat from Queens! Pipe down, towel-head!
Ralph: You're all I thought about for six months. They threw me in a jail filled with rejects from the communicable disease ward. Every wacko, drippy, open-sored low-life was in that joint, all of them wanting to hire on as my proctologist.
[Omar has put Jack and Joan in a deathtrap copied from one of Joan's own books] Jack Colton: So how'd they get out? Joan Wilder: What? Jack Colton: In "The Savage Secret". Joan Wilder: Oh. Um... Jesse had a knife hidden in his boot. You wouldn't happen to have a knife, would you? Jack Colton: I'm not even wearing underwear.
Jewel: We are sworn, Just Joan. Joan Wilder: Right, but it's just "Joan." Jewel: Right - Just Joan.
Jack Colton: All right!, If we get out of this alive, I'm going to kill you. Let's go, come on!
[while surrounded by native Africans] Jack Colton: Just keep smiling. Maybe they'll think we're with National Geographic.
Joan Wilder: If you don't tell me what the hell is going on around here, I am going to be on the first plane back to New York! Omar: It's impossible. Tomorrow we journey to Kadhir where the following night I will proclaim myself Emperor of the Nile. You must be there with me. It will be your most important chapter. Joan Wilder: I can't write this book if you keep secrets from me. Omar: What secrets? Joan Wilder: Al Jewehalla. [Omar suddenly flinches and faces Joan] Omar: [alarmed tone] Where did you hear that? Joan Wilder: Never mind. What is the Jewel? Omar: [resumes speaking in a pleasant tone] The Jewel is a legend. I am real. Do not be distracted from your mission, Joan Wilder. Relax. Make yourself comfortable. You stay here with me until our book is done. Joan Wilder: [incredilous] What? You have no right to keep me here against my will! Omar: Then go. You're free to leave. Should you leave, I will not stop you... but I will not provide transportation to any airport, train station or port for you. Besides, only the worst kind of fool will attempt to cross our desert alone.
Tarak: You must come with me to help find the Jewel. Ralph: [face lights up] Jewel? What jewel? Tarak: The Jewel of the Nile. Our most pricess Jewel. Omar stole my people's Jewel. Omar is a very bad man. Ralph: Yeah, that scum, I spit on him! Jack... buddy? Let's help this nice man get his jewel back. Tarak: Yes... yes? Jack Colton: Look man, I don't know who you are or what dope you're on, but I'm sailing away on my boat tonight. Tarak: No! You must come with me to help find the Jewel now before Omar kill many people! As long as Omar has the Jewel... nothing can stop him. Jack Colton: Look, I'm going on my boat. You guys can do what you want. [behind Jack, his sailboat blows up; Jack slowly turns around looking stunned while both Tarak and Ralph are stunned as well] Ralph: The boat blew up. Jack Colton: My boat blew up? Ralph: The boat blew up! Jack Colton: Everything's gone. All I own in this world is gone. Ralph: [to Tarak] Who are you? The prince of darkness? Don't you have any friends?
Jack Colton: It's looking more like 90-10, eh Kumquat?
[At a Sufi celebration] Ralph: Look at these guys, Colton. No sheep is safe tonight.
Ralph: [after Ralph walks out of the catacombs into the riot taking place] Looks like Our Lady of Mount Carmel school yard.
Ralph: You know, I'll bet you can buy a great townhouse down here for around five or six dollars.
[Jack, Joan and the Jewel are under fire from Omar's soldiers] Jack Colton: Okay, now let's go. Joan Wilder: [refering to the Jewel] Wait a minute, Jack. He's coming with us. Jack Colton: Don't start with me, Joan! I've come halfway across Africa to rescue you! Joan Wilder: Resuce me? I was doing fine without you! Jewel: [to Jack] Please, I am guide. I can help you. Jack Colton: I don't need a guide! I need a miracle!
Jack Colton: [Jack points flair gun at F-16 Pilot] OK, flyboy estimated time of departure is right now.
Jewel: [happily, as they run from assassin's bullets] Are we *jogging*? Joan Wilder: [panting] We are jogging!
Jack Colton: Why does everything got to be your way? Joan Wilder: My way? It wasn't my idea to take off and sail around the world with you on your boat for the last six months! Jewel: I like this. You talk to each other like this often? Jack Colton: [to the Jewel] Well, let me tell you what I had to put up. Three months ago, we're moored off the Canary Islands, midnight, sound asleep. A boat of three crazed Joan Wilder fans decide that they want the anchor of the Angeline for a souvenir! We were drifting for days! Joan Wilder: Well, do you remember the incident at Gibraltar, Jack? Jack Colton: Oh, come on. Not that again. Joan Wilder: He has to meet me at the governor's mansion for a formal dinner, and you show up with the entire Italian National League Basketball team! Jack Colton: Hey, they were hungry.
Joan Wilder: I'm going to write the truth about you! Omar: The truth? If I wanted the truth, I would have hired 60 Minutes.
[Ralph comes face-to-face with Omar] Omar: Who are you? Ralph: Where's Al Jewelhala buried? Omar: I said, who the hell are you? Ralph: Hey, don't provoke me, pal! I've had a tough day here! You know how hot it is around here? It's 120 degrees in the shade! I'm like this with Weinberger! We'll be all over you like a cheap suit!
[the captive Ralph is being dragged across the desert floor by the Sufis] Ralph: [to himself] Oh, please. Let me get out of this alive. I swear to God, I'll be a good boy from tomorrow on. [Ralph and the rest of the Sufis see the smoke in the distance from the burning F-16 which was stolen by Jack] Ralph: But tonight, I gotta kill Colton!