Lara Croft: Tomb Raider

Stop!

Bugger!

Not live rounds, Lara!

He's in a real pain right now.

This is a major remodel, you know!

This is a disaster!

Was it programmed to stop

before it took my head off?

Ah, well... that would be a "no".

- But you said, "Make it more challenging. "

- Hence, the live fire.

Live rounds again.

Poor Simon!

What has she done to you?

- Very funny.

- I'm 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,

and we are still no nearer to discovering

the location of the key.

It seems... we are

running out of time.

This is not acceptable.

Mr Powell,

your explanation for this, please.

I have no explanation.

Certainly no excuses.

Except to respectfully remind the council

that we are working from clues

based on ancient cosmological

models... predating Aristotle.

But I'm happy to announce

that we're almost ready.

And I am supremely confident

that we will have our answer in time

for the relevant planetary alignment.

So, we will 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.

Well, that's more time than I'm prepared

to commit to this enterprise.

We shall be ready.

Trust me.

- We're not ready, are we?

- No.

Good morning, Lara.

And what a beautiful morning it is.

Back to work, I'm afraid.

It's adventure time.

Egypt again?

It'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

that was 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 is plenty

to look out for until then.

Incredible.

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 the planets

necessary to activate the triangle

only occurs once every 5,000 years.

But that will prove to be

just long enough

for little Lara Croft to grow up...

...and to find it.

Bryce!

Hello, fellas. How's business?

OK, I'm coming.

I'm coming.

We have 83 rooms.

Can't you live in the house?

Well, I'm a free spirit, me.

Right.

- What's that smell?

- 5 am. Let's go.

This had better be good.

- 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.

- Don't start.

- Well, 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.

Well, I need some coffee.

OK, in we go.

It looks pretty ordinary to me.

Keep looking.

Your coffee, sir.

Decaf latte with non-fat milk.

Oh, champion.

Steaming sump oil.

- Wait, what did you do?

- I don't know. What did I do?

- Where is that?

- Don't know.

I just took my hand off the fibre optics.

What is that?

- Oh, bugger!

- Bugger.

Screw thirteen

to quadrant four.

Screw fourteen

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 the Fifteenth

Ormolu mounted bracket clock.

Showing on my left.

1,800,000.

2,000,000 now.

2,100,000 now.

2,100,000.

Any advance on 2,100,000?

Any more?

Thank you, sir.

2,200,000.

At 2,200,000... 2,300,000...

Lady's bid.

2,400,000 now.

Against you, sir.

2,400,000 then.

lady's bid at 2,400,000.

2,500,000.

And a new place at 2,500,000.

Any more at 2,500,000?

Sold.

- Lara, my dear.

- Mr Wilson.

Let's go to my study.

Let me take that for you.

Lara Croft.

I don't believe it.

I'll just be a minute.

You still pretending to be

a photojournalist?

It's really cool

that 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?

I mean, maybe we don't?

- Maybe we do.

- Why?

- You stole my prayer wheels.

- Stole? From you?

That's funny!

It's not like you owned them.

Hey, you're the tomb raider.

- Mr West, we are ready for you.

- 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.

Lara, this is a unique object.

Only one of the dials is working.

It glows, like the eye.

Lesser, but it seems

to be getting brighter.

And it's also running backwards.

Like 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. Yes, fascinating.

Incredibly beautiful.

My father told me of a magical triangle

stamped with the All-Seeing Eye.

He said it gave its possessor

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.

- Hello?

- Lara?

Hello, it's Mr Wilson. Yes...

Well, you see...

I had a second thought about that clock.

There is a man

who may be able to help you.

I gave him your number.

His name is Manfred Powell.

- You should see him.

- Thank you, I will.

- Goodbye, Lara.

- You take care.

Thank you.

Bugger.

Forgive me.

- Lady Croft.

- Ah, Mr Powell.

No, no, heavens, no.

I'm actually his associate, Mr Pimms.

Yeah, like the beverage.

Yeah, she's here.

What does Mr Powell do?

He's a lawyer

and I'm his law clerk.

A fairly recent appointment,

but enjoying it, all the varied work.

- A lawyer?

- Isn't it obvious?

Lady Croft, my pleasure.

- Manfred Powell, QC.

- Good morning.

- You're an authority on things Ancient.

- Well, I travel.

No, no. Mr Wilson said

you were quite the archaeologist.

Please.

- Oh, he's very sweet.

- He knew you father, I believe?

- Yes, they were great friends.

- I had the honour of meeting him once...

in Venice.

I was so sorry

to hear about his death.

This is the clock I spoke of.

Very interesting.

It's a shame you only brought

photographs.

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 specialty.

My practice centres around antiquities.

But the origin of this clock

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