Dark and stormy is the sky overlooking Croft Manor and its grounds. Rain pours onto a statue of Lara herself, recently erected to commemorate her memory. Three people stand in front of the statue: Lord Henshingly Croft and Lady Croft
are huddled underneath an umbrella. The other man, Lara's faithful butler Winston, steps forward to place a wreath at the statue's base. The plaque on the base reads:
ONCE AND FUTURE ADVENTURER,
Lord and Lady Croft turn to depart while Winston heads towards a car which has pulled up nearby. Inside, Winston joins Father Bram Patrick Dunstan in the back seats as the car pulls away. An LCD screen is playing a news report about
the forthcoming memorial service.
DUNSTAN: "Tis a sad day, Winston."
WINSTON: "She will live on forever in our hearts."
DUNSTAN: "Surely Winston, and for this is but a memorial service, there may yet be news from Von Croy in Egypt."
WINSTON: "Indeed, we can only hope and pray that she may yet return to us and I fear that Von Croy, digging in the hopes of discovering her alive may only be met with black reality."
DUNSTAN: "Indeed, indeed."
Using a remote controller, Father Patrick switches off the LCD.
Lara's friends, Winston, Father Patrick Dunstan and Charles Kane all retire to Croft Manor's study for the private memorial service. Winston leads Father Patrick and Charles Kane inside. A short while later, he returns bearing a tray of
tea while Charles Kane is examaning one of Lara's past acquisitions.
WINSTON: "Ah, the Philosopher's Stone. One of Lara's early conquests and one of her most challenging pursuits if my memory serves me."
DUNSTAN: "And Rome still bears the scars of that little episode."
KANE: "Ah, she was never one for diplomacy, Lara. But she certainly knew how to paint the town red."
As they reminisce, a flashback sequence ensues. At the Rome opera house, Lara looks through her opera glasses from a balcony box at the performance below on stage. A man appears behind her.
LARSON: "Well g'all darn! Ain't she just a picture?"
He gives Lara a pat on the shoulder. She turns, lowering her opera glasses.
LARA: "Ah, the charming Mister Larson. Has Pierre let you off the leash? Talking of which, where is our learned friend?"
LARSON: "Oh, he's around. You got the cash?"
LARA: "I've got the cash but I don't deal with the monkey."
LARSON: "Well that ain't polite for a lady. Even if the monkey has the Mercury Stone?"
He produces the stone from his jacket. In return, Lara produces a briefcase containing money.
LARA: "Lucky I'm in a generous mood."
A gun is shoved to the side of Lara's face.
LARA: "Ah, crawled out from under your rock I see?"
It is Larson's partner, Pierre DuPont.
PIERRE: "No need for unpleasantries, Miss Croft. I'm afraid I must, once again, relieve you of your burden."
With the stone still in their possession, Pierre takes the briefcase from Lara's lap and they begin backing away.
LARA: "Easy come. Easy go."
Lara extends her left arm, indicating that Pierre come forward. This he does and bends over to give her a kiss on the hand. Lara takes the opportunity to punch Pierre on the nose with her free hand. He staggers backwards. Larson hands
the briefcase back to Pierre and they continue to back away. Lara has risen from her seat and begins advancing on them. When she is close enough, she roundhouse kicks Larson around the head, forcing the Mercury Stone out of his hand.
Lara dashes back to the balcony and catches the stone before it falls into the audience below. She tucks it into her garter and jumps off from the balcony, grabbing the stage curtain. The performance stops as the audiences turns to
Lara's direction. The curtain drops and Lara lands safely onto the stage. There is ovation from the crowd as red roses are thrown at Lara's feet. In return, she bows elegantly.
In anger, Pierre fires several shots at Lara from the balcony, all missing their target. Lara flees the building. Larson and Pierre are on their way out too, heading down the stairs.
LARSON: "It ain't over until the fat lady sings!"
Outside in an alley behind the opera house, a man delivering a package knocks on the back door. Moments later, Lara comes bursting through it, knocking the man backwards to the ground. Thinking quickly, she steals his motor scooter and
speeds away. Hot on her tail, Larson and Pierre pass by the back door in a stolen taxi. Soon their vehicle is butting the back of Lara's scooter.
LARSON: "Bucking bronco, baby!"
Spotting another route, Lara takes a sharp turn into another alley. Larson overshoots and ends up having the reverse the car before resuming the pursuit. Meanwhile, Lara discovers that the alley comes to an end. There is a gate blocking
her from driving through, but there is a gap underneath it however. As she draws nearer, Lara leaps off of the scooter and performs a neat roll underneath the gate. As her pursuers draw nearer, Larson becomes aware of the gate.
LARSON: "We ain't gonna make that gap, boss."
PIERRE: "We'll make it."
LARSON: "Ain't gonna."
PIERRE: "We'll make it!"
The gate prevents them from passing as the vehicle rams straight into it, smashing the windshield into pieces. Larson and Pierre are battered and bruised.
LARSON: "What did I tell you?"
PIERRE: "Mon Dieu!"
Lara takes a few steps back, blows them a kiss and strolls off into the night.
Lara approaches the receptacles underneath the gargoyle serpents. Taking the Mercury Stone from her backpack, she places it in its intended position. No sooner has she done this does Lara hear a noise from up on the rooftops behind her.
She whips around, drawing her pistols. There is nothing to behold however.
LARA: "Rodents, I wouldn't wonder. Big rodents."
Upon the rooftop in question, Pierre is heaving Larson up from the edge. Once he is back on both feet, Larson produces his revolver and aims it at Lara below. As the gun goes off, Pierre knocks Larson's arm ajar just in time to spare Lara's life.
PIERRE: "Idiot... Idiot! What does the cowboy hope to achieve with this mindless firing?"
LARSON: "Ain't mindless. Or ain't we trying to kill her anymore then?"
PIERRE: "You were kicked in the head by a horse, oui? So the brain doesn't work correctly?"
LARSON: "How'd you know about that?"
Larson absent-mindedly presses the revolver into Pierre's chest. Pierre quickly brushes it aside.
PIERRE: "Nevermind. Nevermind. We wait until she collects the other pieces. In this fashion we have the full prize at no extra effort."
LARSON: "You is one clever cookie, boss!"
PIERRE: "Comparatively, yes. Come, let's get off this roof and I will buy you a milkshake."
Lara returns to the gargoyle serpents but Pierre is waiting for her. She draws her pistols.
PIERRE: "Come, come, Lara. We're all friends here!"
Pierre clicks his fingers and a revolver is trained against Lara's head. It is Larson.
LARSON: "Begging your pardon, ma'am, but if you'd like to put them peashooters away."
Lara does as she is instructed before being shoved closer to Pierre by Larson.
PIERRE: "Now, the second stone if you please, Miss Croft."
LARA: "Come get it!"
PIERRE: "Hmmm... It's a little late in the evening for these games. Larson, search her if you please."
LARSON: "Well goldarn if I don't get all the best jobs!"
Larson goes around in front of Lara and begins to feel around her person for the Saturn Stone.
LARA: "You want to try the back pockets?"
Of course, Lara has no back pockets. Taken in by her suggestion, Larson reaches around Lara's back when she suddenly raises a leg and knees him in between the legs. Pierre is beside himself.
PIERRE: "Larson! Enough! Enough! My patience is exhausted with this childish nonsense! The stone, Miss Croft!"
Lara takes the Saturn Stone from her backpack.
LARA: "If you put this into that gate, Pierre, you're going to get a lot more than you bargained for, trust me."
Larson snatches the stone from Lara's hand.
LARSON: "I'll put it in then."
LARA: "That would be one of the stupidest moves you've made and that's saying something I think you'll appreciate."
Larson places the Saturn Stone into its receptacle. Nothing happens.
PIERRE: "A nice try as always, Miss Croft."
LARA: "Wait for it."
The ground begins to shudder as Larson starts to lose his footing. Moments later he is zapped by some kind of energy bolt.
LARA: "Don't say I didn't warn you."
Pierre rushes to Larson's side as the panicking cowboy attempts to stop the fire on his jeans from spreading.
PIERRE: "What is it? What have you done?"
LARA: "In your usual flamboyant style, you have set in motion the next gate phase."
PIERRE: "Next gate phase?"
LARA: "If my memory serves me, the gate has realigned itself and if it does not receive two stones in the next few moments... poof! If I was you, I'd grab your Cro-Magnon cowboy over there and run as fast as your little legs can carry you. Au revoir, mon cher."