Lara Croft: Tomb Raider

Argh!

Stop!

DANCE MUSIC PLAYS

Oh, bugger!

Not live rounds, Lara!

-Oh(!)

-It's in real pain right now. This is a major re-model, it's a disaster!

Was it programmed to to stop before it took my head off?

Oh, that would be a...no.

-Hmmm.

-But you said make it more challenging so...

Hence the live fire.

Yeah.

Hmm, live rounds again.

Poor Simon!

What has she done to you?

DANCE MUSIC CONTINUES

MUSIC STOPS

Oh. Very flattering.

I'm only trying to turn you into a lady.

And a lady should be modest.

Yes, a lady should be modest.

Brothers and sisters,

today is the 15th of May.

The first day of the planetary alignment.

We're still no nearer to finding the key.

It seems we're running out of time.

This is not acceptable.

Mr Powell, your explanation for this, please?

I have no explanation.

Certainly no excuses.

Except to once again respectfully remind the council

that we're working from clues based on ancient cosmological models,

pre-dating Aristotle.

But I'm happy to announce we're almost ready.

And I'm supremely confident that we'll have our answer

in time for the relevant planetary alignment.

So we'll have possession of the key

in one week?

Yes indeed.

-One week.

-This is good news, Mr Powell.

But remember we have only a single opportunity

to retrieve the two halves of the triangle. And if we...fail,

we must wait another 5,000 years.

Not sure about you, but that's more time than I'm prepared to commit to this.

We shall be ready.

Trust me.

-We're not...ready, are we?

-No.

Good morning, Lara. What a beautiful morning!

Back to work, I'm afraid.

It's adventure time.

Egypt again.

There's nothing but pyramids and sand.

I know. Gets everywhere. In the cracks.

Spanish galleon?

Do you know what day it is, Hillary?

Yes...of course.

The 15th.

And that is never a good day.

I miss you, Daddy.

I wish we could get back the time stolen from us.

My father would love to have seen this.

Tonight, Pluto and Neptune align with Uranus.

It's the first stage of the alignment of all nine planets, culminating in a full solar eclipse.

It only happens once every 5,000 years.

-When is the eclipse?

-In one week from today.

But there's plenty to look out for until then.

Crescent.

I wish you could remember her. She loved you so much.

Mummy!

I wish I could remember her too.

I still have you, Daddy.

Yes, you do.

The exact alignment of planets necessary to activate the triangle

only occurs once every 5,000 years.

But that proved to be just not enough

for little Lara Croft to grow up

and to find it.

TICKING

CLOCK TICKS

Bryce!

Hello, fellas!

-KNOCK AT DOOR

-How's business?

KNOCKING CONTINUES

OK, OK, I'm coming!

We have 83 rooms, why can't you live in the house?

I'm a free spirit, me.

Right.

-What's that smell?

-5.00AM.

Let's go.

This had better be good.

CLOCK TICKS

It's a clock.

I found it last night. It was ticking.

Must be one of them ticking clocks, eh?

It was hidden in a secret room.

-Ooooh!

-Bryce.

Don't start.

Lara, it's a clock. It ticks, it tells the time.

-It's wrong.

-It started ticking.

Last night, during the first stage of the alignment.

Oh.

Well, I'm gonna need some coffee.

OK, in we go.

Looks pretty ordinary to me.

Keep looking.

Your coffee, sir. Decaf latte with non-fat milk.

Champion. Steaming...

Wait! What did you do?

-I don't know, what did I do?

-Where is that?

Dunno, I just took my hand off the fibre optics.

What is that? Oh, bugger!

Bugger.

Screw 13 to quadrant four...

Screw 14 to quadrant three.

Oh, please(!)

It's my map. So I know where they all came from.

It's camouflage.

OK.

Hidden within.

What is that?

The all-seeing eye.

Lot 121, a Louis XV mounted bracket clock.

Showing on my left.

£1,800,000.

£1,800,000, thank you. £1,900,000.

£2,000,000. £2,100,000.

£2,100,000 now.

Any advance on £2,100,000?

Any more? £2,200,000, thank you sir.

£2,200,000.

£2,300,000.

£2,400,000. Lady's bid.

£2,400,000 now.

Against you, sir. £2,500,000?

No. £2,400,000 then, lady's bid.

£2,500,000.

In a new place, at £2,500,000.

Any more at £2,500,000? Sold.

Lara, my dear.

-Oh, Mr Wilson!

-Let's go into my study. Let me take that.

Lara Croft. I don't believe it.

I'll just be a minute.

Hi.

Still pretending to be a photo journalist?

It's really cool you still have a day job,

even though it's obviously just for show.

So, Alex, are you still pretending to be an archaeologist?

Lara...

do we always have to fight like this?

Maybe we don't.

-Maybe we do.

-Why?

-You stole my prayer wheels.

Stole?! From you, that's funny.

It's not like you ever really owned them.

Hey, you're the tomb raider.

Oh!

I think your clients need you.

Go ahead. You're wanted on the floor.

After all, as you once said so memorably, it's all just a business.

Right? So go do business.

Go!

Lara...

Lara...

Ladies and gentlemen.

CLOCKS TICK

Lara!

This is a unique object.

Only one of the dials is working.

It glows. Like the eye, less so.

But it seems to be getting brighter.

And it's also running backwards.

It's not so much keeping time but...counting down to something.

-Yes.

-And look at the back,

it's as though...it fits into something. Almost like a key.

Yes. Fascinating.

Incredibly beautiful.

My father told me of the magical triangle with the all-seeing eye.

He said it gave its possessor extraordinary power.

The power to control time.

He called it the triangle of light.

-Have you heard of it?

-No, I haven't.

He always steered his own course, your father.

He was a great man.

Would you like some port?

-It's really very fine.

-No.

I can't help you, Lara.

This clock truly is a mystery.

TYRES SQUEAL

PHONE RINGS

-Hello?

-Lara?

Hello, it's Wilson.

Yes, well...you see, I had a second thought...about that clock...

There's a man who may be able to help you. I gave him your number.

His name is Manfred Powell.

-You should see him.

-Oh, thank you.

-I will.

-Goodbye, Lara.

-You take care.

-Thank you.

EXPLOSION

(Bugger.)

Forgive me.

TYRES SQUEAL

Lady Croft.

-Ah, Mr Powell.

-No, no! Heavens, no!

I'm his...associate. Um, Mr Pimms.

-Mr Pimms?

-Yeah. Like the beverage.

Yeah, she's here.

-What does Mr Powell do?

-He's a lawyer.

I'm in his law class, a fairly recent appointment but enjoying it, the varied work.

-A lawyer(?)

-Isn't it obvious?

-Lady Croft, my pleasure. Manfred Powell, QC.

-Good Morning.

I believe you're an authority on things ancient and mythological.

-Well, I travel.

-Mr Wilson said you were quite the archaeologist. Please.

He's very sweet.

He knew your father, I believe.

They were great friends.

I had the honour of meeting him myself once. In Venice.

I was so sorry to hear of his death.

This is the clock I spoke of.

Very interesting.

Shame you only brought photos.

Nevertheless, it is fascinating.

You said it started ticking the night of the alignment.

Yes.

-You said you were a lawyer.

-Yes.

And the study of clocks is a hobby?

This is an obsession.

Really, my speciality centres around antiquities.

Mmm.

But the origin of this clock completely eludes me.

I've never seen anything quite so beautiful that I know so little about.

This is a pleasurable torment.

My ignorance amuses me.

"My ignorance amuses me"(!)

My ignorance amuses me!

I've always found your ignorance amusing.

-But Powell is not ignorant.

-No?

No.

He's a liar.

THUNDER CRASHES

-Anything you need?

-No. Thank you, Hillary.

-Don't stay up too late!

-I won't.

THUNDER CRASHES

-LOUD MUSIC PLAYS

-# Aaah, oooh... #

INDISTINCT RADIO CONVERSATION

RADIO CONVERSATION CONTINUES

LOUD MUSIC PLAYS

BEEPING

COMPUTER BEEPS

Mmm.

TELEVISION ON

MACHINE BEEPS, ALARM SOUNDS

Bastards!

Bloody hell!

Come on, Simon!

Come on!

Bugger!

ALARM SOUNDS

'Lara! Lara! Are you there? Pick up!

'Lara, can you hear me? Are you OK?'

I'm in the equipment room. They're stealing my bloody clock.

I know. I saw them.

-Bryce, you have to be my eyes.

-Right, are you armed?

After a fashion.

-Right, three baddies, number one's by the Aston Martin.

-Right.

Bingo!

-Next.

-OK. Number two, crouched by the McLaren.

Oh, bugger!

-Are you OK?

-I just found my car keys.

CAR ALARM BEEPS

CAR ALARMS BLARE

Ooooh!

You're done, mate. Nice one.

TYRES SQUEAL

I think they've all gone.

They got what they came for.

Sorry about that.

That's fine.

CLOCK STRIKES THE HOUR

RADIO PLAYS: "Get Your Freak On" by Missy Elliott

HE WHISTLES

Hello?

What the hell happened here?

Morning.

-Lady Lara Croft?

-Yes. You have something for me?

I woke up this morning and I just hated everything.

Right(!) Thanks.

Who's Dribbling Clive Wintershead, then?

-Sounds Like a bunch of lawyers.

-They are a bunch of lawyers.

Well, I'll shut my face again.

-You are nosey.

-I'm not nosey, I just saw the name, it was funny and I just asked what it was.

Lara?

It's from my father.

It was written before he died.

And delivered today, as per his instructions.

-Blimey.

-Holy sh...

"To see a world in a grain of sand

"And a heaven in a wild flower

"Hold infinity in the palm of your hand

"And eternity in an hour."

William Blake.

The all-seeing eye.

"My darling daughter,

"I knew you'd figure this out.

"If you're reading this letter, I'm no longer with you, and I miss you

"and love you always and forever.

"It also means I have failed

"and must place an awful burden on your shoulders, Lara.

"By now, I'm sure you'll have found the clock I concealed.

"The clock is the key, Lara.

"It will unlock the hiding-place of two pieces of a sacred icon.

"This is the magical triangle I told you about when you were a little girl.

"The triangle of light is no bedtime story.

"The triangle was forged from metal found in the crater of a meteor

"that had fallen to earth at the exact moment of the previous planetary alignment.

"The people built a great city in the crater,

"where they worshipped the triangle for its ability to control time.

"It gave its possessor a power that could used for good or great evil.

"Abuse of this power led to the destruction of the city.

"To be sure no man would ever again have this power,

"they split the triangle into two pieces.

"And hid them at opposite ends of the earth.

"Lara, do you remember the jasmine that only grows in one temple along the ancient canal trail in Cambodia?

"Find that and you'll have found the entrance to the Tomb of the Dancing Light.

"Where the first half of the triangle is hidden.

"You must be there at the exact moment of the second phase of the alignment. You must hurry.

"You have little time, and as the planets align, the world will be in great danger.

"There's a secret society called the illuminati,

"devious, dangerous men, who seek to fulfil an ancient prophecy by reuniting the two halves.

"And attaining the most awesome and terrible powers.

"This you must prevent at all costs.

"So, Lara, I'm asking you to complete my work.

"To find and destroy both halves of the triangle."

How are you going to get to Cambodia and get the clock back in 15 hours?

I'll be calling in a favour.

What kind of favour?

Well, that is a secret.

If I told you, I'd have to kill you.

-RADIO: 'On target, over.'

-Right on target. Thanks, boys.

Over and out.

Ah, Mr Powell.

How predictable.

Alex West.

What are you doing here?

MEN CHANT AS THEY HEAVE

We have 72 minutes until the next alignment.

We have to work faster.

Come on, guys!

Come on, you guys! Come on, pull!

Pull it!

Good.

GIRL GIGGLES

So, any sign of Lady Croft?

Not yet.

Lara's overrated. She's good, don't get me wrong,

but she's in it for the glory.

Whereas I'm in it for the money.

Fortunately.

Into the belly of the best.

And out of the demon's ass.

GIRL GIGGLES

Jasmine.

VOICES IN THE DISTANCE

Wow.

Remember what we are looking for is hidden not only in space,

but also in time.

The clock is the key.

My God.

"Return the iron to the stone's embrace the wheel of heaven will turn.

"Exhume the light from its watery grave

"to receive the gift of heaven.

"As you are condemned to the depths of hell."

Right. So touch anything and get your head chopped off.

We have two minutes, Mr West

You're the tomb raider. Figure it out.

Mr West?

Tempus fugit.

Yes, time flies.

It's the swords. Get up here, give me a hand!

That's it. Argh!

Coming down.

I want them all down.

Carry them across the ladders.

Come on, guys, let's hustle.

All right. Slide them into the slots over there.

You place the clock here at the exact moment of alignment.

Come on, let's go! Move it!

Too slow, ladies, come on!

That's it. Count it down.

-The timing needs to be exact.

-No shit.

60 seconds to go.

59, 58, 57, 56,

55, 54, 53, 52, 51,

50 seconds.

Mr Powell!

Cease fire! Hold your fire!

-Keep counting.

-You're making a big mistake.

41, 40, 39...

Oh, Alex West.

38... Hey, Lara. 37...

-Tourist visa?

-No, I'm working.

Lady Croft, tell me, is there a good reason I just kept you alive?

Yes, that is not the true eye.

-This is the true eye.

-It's not, actually. It's a mirror image.

-I think you're trying to cheat me.

-Why would I do that?

I need you to get the piece so I can steal it from you later.

-You're bluffing. Julius, mental note, kill her if she attempts any such thing.

-Yes sir, Mr Powell.

Well, we can do it my way or we can all come back for the next alignment

and you're welcome to try and kill me then. In another...5,000 years.

12, 11, 10, 9, 8, 7,

6,

5, 4, 3, 2, 1...

Zero.

I guess she was right.

The log must pierce the urn.

Come on!

It's slowing down. It'll never make it.

No!

SHE SCREAMS

Pure lust. Fire and water.

Oh!

Croft!

Get the clock!

Got it.

Aaaargh!

-EMPTY CHAMBER CLICKS

-Blast!

Oh.

RUMBLING

CREATURE SHRIEKS

MACHINE-GUN FIRE

Hold it right there! GUN COCKED

Lara...

give it up.

Are you going to shoot me, Alex?

My phone is wet.

PHONE RINGS

Yes?

Ah, Lady Croft. How are you?

Alive.

And kicking I hope.

-Hmm. And you?

-Superlative.

Of course, I digress.

-You have my half of the triangle.

-And you have my father's clock.

Without each other we're quite useless at this point.

We should re-evaluate our position. Like it or not, you and I are in business together.

-We should have a business meeting.

-You mean you'd love to have another opportunity to try and kill me.

Oh, that's harsh.

But perhaps.

Wait and see. Come to Venice.

-Via Dolorosa.

-Wonderful.

Bye then!

Harder.

TV: 'Here he comes. Hide everybody!' PHONE RINGS

-Bryce. It's me.

-Hello?

-Bryce, it's Lara!

I found the temple.

-Ran into Mr Powell.

-Did you get the clock?

No, but I got the first piece.

-Beautiful. Smashing.

-Seems I'm level-pegging with Mr Powell.

-Won't he just want to kill you now?

-No, silly. His problem is that he needs the piece that I have.

Until then, I'm his new best friend.

What about the other half? The final alignment

is in 66 hours and 53 minutes, and we've still got no idea where the second piece is hid.

He's going to tell me where the second piece is.

-He will?

-Bryce, trust me.

-Pack for Venice.

-Pack for where?

Hello, Lara?

DIAL TONE BLARES

Bye then(!)

BUDDHIST CHANTING

Drink.

Rest.

There's no rest for the wicked.

You got what you came for.

I did, yes.

Too bad. Bad for the world.

The world is safe now.

Hmm. It will be safer perhaps because you will go on.

Your father said you will never give up.

My father...? You knew my father?

Now, drink.

Finish your tea.

It tastes quite bad,

but it is good for you,

see?

Good evening.

You're with the illuminati.

Beg your pardon?

There's no such thing. It's just a bedtime story.

Illuminati.

The people of the light.

Ah.

Have you brought my triangle?

No, of course you haven't.

You've hidden it somewhere.

Well, you can keep the triangle you have, and I will keep your father's clock.

-And we can be partners.

-Who sits here?

We can go for the big prize.

The triangle of light.

Yes, but who...sits...here?

It's an incredible dream.

An awesome power.

It could set right so many wrongs.

I don't think you sit here, do you?

I sit here.

On God's right hand, as it were.

Hmm.

In fact, I now sit exactly where your father sat.

You're lying.

No.

No, he mentored me in the order.

It was truly an honour.

I don't believe you.

He would've told me.

He had a great many secrets.

Not from me.

Especially from you.

I know what you want, Lara.

Oh, I doubt it.

Another life with your father.

A second chance.

It'll be within my power to give.

The triangle gives its possessor...

..the power of God.

To move back and forth through time.

Undo the past.

Help me,

and you will get what I know you want.

To have your father return to you.

How do I know once I gave you that piece,

that you wouldn't then just try to kill me?

Would it make it easier for you

on more familiar ground

if I killed you now?

Will you reconsider?

DOOR SLAMS

SHE GASPS

Scusi, signora!

Ah!

Hello, Alex.

I suppose you think I'm a greedy, unscrupulous sell-out

-who'll do anything for money?

-Yes, that's right.

The money bit's true, I guess.

Is it?

Alex, if you cross me, we may not be able to remain friends. Hmmm.

Always a pleasure.

-HE SIGHS

-Now for a cold shower.

-I think we're in big trouble.

-Hold this for me.

They already think we have Lady Croft's piece of the triangle.

Yes, they think it's in that box you're carrying right now.

-Is it...there?

-Why don't you worry about something else?

-Of course it's not!

-I don't understand.

What chance do we have without the piece?

Zero. Don't dwell on it.

Ah! Lady Croft!

What a nice surprise!

Thank you.

Well, time to save the universe again then, is it?

Absolutely.

Are we sure she's really necessary?

One tomb raider's good. Two, better.

Me bum's gone to sleep again. All down the left cheek.

Really? Fascinating(!)

How much longer?

A few hours. We have to take the last hour over land.

Helicopters won't fly near the ruined city.

It's a dead zone.

CHATTERING IN RUSSIAN

We take all doggies. Da?

Mucho US greenback. Da?

All doggies.

Spasibo.

DOGS WHINE

HE TALKS IN RUSSIAN

THEY TALK IN RUSSIAN

INDISTINCT RADIO COMMUNICATION

Welcome to the dead zone.

It's not a country, it's an ice cube!

RINGING REVERBERATES

DOGS BARK

Right. Let's go.

Holy shit!

It's a time storm. Time is broken here.

We must find the eye! All of you!

Hurry! We're running out of time!

Hurry!

It's begun.

50 bucks says the piece is inside the sun.

HE SCREAMS

Hurry! The eclipse will be over in a few minutes!

Alex! Give me the clock! I know what to do!

Lara!

Oh!

Has she got the piece?

We will now unite these two parts.

The past

and the present.

At last, we, of the illuminati, will control time

and fulfil the sacred promise to our ancestors.

-Soon, the entire world...

-Enough of this twaddle!

Come on, come on!

Come on!

Not quite what you hoped for, Mr Powell.

Oh, Lara,

I have a gut instinct about this.

After all, you are the daughter of a genius.

Aaargh!

Aaargh!

You had to let him go. No more bubbles.

You show me how to complete the triangle, we can change his fate.

If you deliver me the power of God,

I'll spare him. It's just a little trip back in time.

But I'm pretty sure you've figured out the answer to the...um...problem.

And then, of course, there's the loss of your father.

I could change that.

You'd better be ready for this.

Unhook your lasers.

Do it!

See a world in a grain of sand.

No!

HE SCREAMS

Daddy?

Lara!

Is this real?

It is a crossing.

Of my past and your present.

Why didn't you tell me about the illuminati?

-You were a child!

-You could have written in your journals.

You never mentioned it, not once.

I burst to tell you everything! But in the fierceness of my own battles,

I strove to tell you only that which would inspire you, keep you safe.

I love you so much.

I've missed you.

And I've missed you.

I know why you came here.

-Why you took the power of the light, but this must not happen.

-Why?

Why can't we use the power just this once?

Why can't you stay?

We can't change time.

But time was stolen from us.

And it's not fair.

No, it's not fair.

But you have stolen time itself.

And you must give it back.

You must destroy the triangle.

Suddenly I feel so alone.

You're never alone.

I'm with you always, just as I've always been.

No!

HE GROANS

Lara!

Wait!

Your father begged for his life when we caught him betraying us.

He pleaded like a baby.

Surrender!

Never!

He seemed particularly concerned that I shouldn't take this.

Lara, no! The place is coming down!

This is insane!

Get them out of here.

You just hurry.

POWELL LAUGHS

There you go!

Safe and sound.

No guns.

HE HUMS

TRAY CRASHES

Oh, my God!

Quiet!

What?

MUSIC: "Where's Your Head At?" by Basement Jaxx

# Where's your head at?

# Where's your head at? Where's your head at?

# Where's your head at?

# Where's your head at? Where's your head at?

# Don't let the walls cave in on you

# We can't evolve live on without you

# Don't let the walls cave in on you

# We can't evolve live on without you

# Don't let the walls cave in on you

# You get what you give that much is true

# Don't let the walls cave in on you

# You turned the world away from you

# Where's your head at?

# Where's your head at? Where's your head at?

# Where's your head at?

# Where's your head at? Where's your head at? #

Subtitles by BBC Broadcast - 2004