Tomb Raider Movie Script
Written by Garry Whitta, © 1997

Part 1:

FADE IN:

                              EXT. HIMALAYAN MOUNTAINS - DAY

                              An establishing shot moves slowly, serenely across
                              the majestic panorama of the Himalayan mountains.
                              We are at extremely high altitude - many of the
                              lower mountain peaks are shrouded by the cloud
                              layers below us. Eventually, we arrive at an
                              awesome sight in the foreground - the very peak of
                              Mount Everest itself.

                              SUPERIMPOSE CAPTION:

                                              MOUNT EVEREST, NEPAL
                                          29,028 FEET ABOVE SEA LEVEL
                                                      1986

                              There is silence. Apart from a small orange weather
                              beacon, the peak shows no sign of ever having been
                              touched by man, until...

                              ...the silence is broken by an icy crunch as a
                              steel climbing pick is driven into the face of the
                              mountain. A mountaineer, face hidden behind a heavy
                              hood and goggles, slowly but surely ascends and,
                              with one final effort, hauls himself up onto the
                              peak. Having made it, he turns round to pull on the
                              rope attached to his waist and help a second
                              mountaineer make the final few steps to the top.
                              They stand together and turn to take in their
                              breathtaking surroundings from the highest point on
                              Earth. After a moment, they embrace and launch
                              their fists into the air in triumph.

                              INT. AIRPORT DEPARTURE LOUNGE - DAY

                              The image of Everest is viewed through the crackly
                              reception of a black-and-white TV set showing news
                              coverage of the ascent. We pull back to see that
                              the TV looks down on the bustling departure lounge
                              of Kathmandu International Airport.

                                            AIRPORT ANNOUNCER (V.O)
                                         Attention please, this is the
                                         final call for flight number
                                         NA955 to Delhi and London
                                         Heathrow, now boarding at gate
                                         five. (Announcement repeats in
                                         Nepali.)
 

                              Most of the travellers here are Nepali but looking
                              conspicuous amongst the locals is a small but
                              boisterous group of upper-class English school
                              girls in their late teens returning home from a
                              skiing trip. MISS MILLET, a thin, plain-looking and
                              overworked teacher in her early fifties, is trying
                              to take a headcount of the girls before they board.

                                                  MISS MILLET
                                         (Exasperated) Girls! Girls!
                                         Please can you just stand
                                         still for one moment?
                                         (Counting heads) Fifteen,
                                         sixteen, seventeen... (a
                                         pause, then) where is Lara
                                         Croft? Has anybody seen Lara
                                         Croft?
 

                              The schoolgirls shrug their shoulders. Miss Millet
                              lets out a sigh.

                                                  MISS MILLET
                                         All of you, wait here while I
                                         find Lara.
 

                              Cut back to the airport TV. It’s being watched by
                              just one person - but that person is utterly
                              transfixed. She is LARA CROFT, seventeen years of
                              age and about to blossom into a very beautiful
                              young woman. Athletic and pretty, but with an
                              innocent and dreamlike air to her, she looks up at
                              the pictures of the Everest mountaineers
                              celebrating their successful ascent back at base
                              camp. The narration is in Nepali but it doesn’t
                              matter - Lara is fascinated. In fact, she doesn’t
                              even notice the irate Miss Millet walking up behind
                              her.

                                                  MISS MILLET
                                         There you are! Where have you
                                         been? Everyone else is waiting
                                         for you!
 

                              Lara doesn’t hear her, still gripped by the
                              television pictures. Miss Millet grabs her by the
                              shoulder to get her attention.

                                                  MISS MILLET
                                         Lara!
 

                              Lara snaps out of her daydream and spins around.

                                                      LARA
                                         Miss Millet! I’m... I’m sorry,
                                         I must have lost track of
                                         time.
 

                              Lara’s English accent is impeccable, suggesting
                              aristocratic breeding and the very best education.

                                                  MISS MILLET
                                         Yes, well that’s something we
                                         don’t have much of! Do you
                                         want this plane to leave
                                         without us? Come along!

                                                      LARA
                                         Yes miss, sorry miss!
 

                              Lara gathers up her things and hurries towards the
                              departure lounge.

                              EXT. AIRPORT RUNWAY - DAY

                              The mid-sized Nepal Air passenger plane takes off
                              and disappears into the distance, over the
                              Himalayas.

                              INT. AIRPLANE - DAY

                              The 100-seater airplane is about half full,
                              including the schoolgirl party. They continue to
                              behave boisterously, despite the best efforts of
                              Miss Millet to calm them down. The only quiet
                              member of the party is Lara Croft, who sits by
                              herself, reading a book. One of her schoolmates,
                              ALICE, notices her.

                                                     ALICE
                                         Lara! What’s the matter with
                                         you?

                                                      LARA
                                         What do you mean?

                                                     ALICE
                                         You’ve been just a complete
                                         misery-guts the whole trip!
                                         Don’t you want to enjoy
                                         yourself?

                                                      LARA
                                         I am enjoying myself.

 
                                                     ALICE
                                         (Laughs) With your nose stuck
                                         in a book the whole time?
 

                              Another schoolgirl, MARY, joins in.

                                                      MARY
                                         It’s not as if you don’t have
                                         the opportunity to have any
                                         fun, Lara. If I was the
                                         daughter of a rich English
                                         Lord, I wouldn’t be a boring
                                         bloody bookworm, I’d be
                                         spending the old bastard’s
                                         money!
 

                              This gets a laugh from the other girls, except
                              Lara, who seems offended. She closes her book and
                              gets up from her seat.

                                                      LARA
                                         Excuse me, I need to use the
                                         bathroom.

                                                      MARY
                                         The problem with you, Lara, is
                                         that you don’t know how lucky
                                         you are! It’s all wasted on
                                         you, Lucky Lara!
 

                              Another laugh from the girls, despite Miss Millet’s
                              disapproving looks. Paying no attention, Lara makes
                              her way from the front of the airplane to the
                              bathrooms at the rear. She enters and locks the
                              door.

                              INT. AIRPLANE BATHROOM

                              Lara looks discontentedly at herself in the mirror.

                                                      LARA
                                         Lucky Lara.
 

                              INT. AIRPLANE COCKPIT - DAY

                              The pilot and co-pilot look concerned as turbulence
                              buffets the aircraft and the visibility
                              deteriorates.

                                                     PILOT
                                         Can’t see a damn thing up
                                         here. Was this in the weather
                                         report?

                                                    CO-PILOT
                                         No, supposed to be clear all
                                         the way.
 

                              The pilot sighs and grabs the PA microphone to
                              address the passengers.

                                                     PILOT
                                         Attention ladies and
                                         gentlemen, this is the
                                         Captain. We are encountering
                                         some unforseen weather
                                         difficulties at the moment,
                                         but we should be coming out of
                                         it shortly. In the meantime,
                                         could you please all return to
                                         your seats and...
 

                              At that moment, an audience-jarring SHOCK! As if
                              from nowhere, a flock of birds appears at close
                              range through the mist and smashes into the cockpit
                              window. The force of the impact breaks one of the
                              small side windows, and the pilot is cut badly by
                              the glass blasted inward by the sudden rush of air,
                              which is now howling around the cockpit. The
                              co-pilot struggles to help him while trying to
                              maintain control of the airplane. For a moment he
                              loses it and the plane lurches to the right...
                              making things even worse, as outside, a wing clips
                              a mountain top, shearing the engine and much of the
                              wing itself completely off!

                              In the main cabin, panicked reaction from the
                              passengers and crew as the violent impact throws
                              people forwards in their seats, and luggage crashes
                              down from the compartments above.

                              In the bathroom, Lara is thrown forward and her
                              head hits the door handle, cutting it and leaving
                              her slumped in the corner, dazed.

                              In the cockpit, the co-pilot fights a losing
                              battle, desperately trying to regain control. The
                              plane is losing altitude fast, and listing to the
                              right because of the damaged wing.

                              In the main cabin, everone is now in a state of
                              extreme panic as it’s clear the plane is going
                              down. Crew members hurriedly try to help passengers
                              with oxygen masks and crash positions.

                              The plane continues to descend, now flying through
                              a valley with mountains to either side. The
                              co-pilot pulls back on the control stick with all
                              his might in an attempt to level the descent.

                                                    CO-PILOT
                                         (Into headset) Mayday, mayday!
                                         This is Romeo Alpha Nine Five
                                         Five in distress! Our
                                         starboard engine is out,
                                         losing altitude! Say again,
                                         this is...
 

                              Too late. At that moment the plane hits the ground
                              and careens across the rock and ice at breakneck
                              speed, skidding left and right... and eventually
                              starting to slow down.

                              Visibility from the cockpit is near zero thanks to
                              the snow being kicked up all around. The co-pilot
                              hits every brake and flap he can to slow the plane,
                              and it seems to be working. A look of relief
                              crosses his face, but then turns to horror as the
                              visibility clears just in time for him - and us -
                              to see that the plane is heading straight into a
                              mountainside ahead! He barely has time to raise his
                              hands to protect himself, before...

                              ...the aircraft crashes headlong into the mountain
                              with tremendous force. The entire front section of
                              the fuselage crumples like a concertina, while the
                              rear section tears and bends upwards before
                              crashing back down into the snow. With a mighty
                              groan, the crippled aircraft lists over onto its
                              smashed wing and finally comes to rest.

                              Inside the aircraft, the cabin has been severely
                              smashed, and stricken bodies are everywhere.
                              Exposed electrical circuitry sparks wildly, steel
                              supports hang from the ceiling and the whole
                              structure looks like it could give way at any
                              moment. There is no motion amongst the passengers,
                              and there looks to be no survivors...

                              ...but then, from the rear, a sign of life. Buckled
                              and hanging from just one hinge, the bathroom door
                              opens slightly, then with a push from inside, tears
                              off the hinge and crashes onto the floor. After a
                              moment, Lara emerges, badly bruised, bleeding and
                              dazed but otherwise unhurt. She limps out into the
                              main cabin to survey the awful scene before her. At
                              first she is horrified, but she braces herself and
                              makes her way down the center aisle.

                                                      LARA
                                         Hello? Hello? Is anyone... can
                                         anyone hear me? (Louder, more
                                         urgently) Hello?
 

                              Lara looks frantically for signs of life, but there
                              are none. After a few moments the reality of her
                              situation sets in, and she begins to cry.

                              Then, a voice. Only faint at first, barely enough
                              for Lara to hear.

                                                  MISS MILLET
                                         Lara? Lara?
 

                              Lara swings round, trying to pinpoint where the
                              voice is coming from.

                                                      LARA
                                         Miss Millet?

                                                  MISS MILLET
                                         Lara!
 

                              Homing in on the voice, Lara pulls aside some
                              wreckage to find Miss Millet beneath it. She is
                              mortally injured and barely hanging onto life. Lara
                              kneels down and tries to help her.

                                                      LARA
                                         How are you? I mean, how
                                         bad... can you move?

                                                  MISS MILLET
                                         (Weaker now) Lara... I...
                                         can’t...
 

                              Lara tries to lift her, but Miss Millet cries out
                              in pain. Below the waist she is trapped under tons
                              of heavy wreckage.

                                                  MISS MILLET
                                         Don’t try to... (coughs) I’m
                                         not going anywhere. Save who
                                         you can.

                                                      LARA
                                         (Looking around) They’re all
                                         dead!

                                                  MISS MILLET
                                         (A pause, then) Then save
                                         yourself.
 

                              At that moment there is an ominous rumbling sound
                              from outside the aircraft, like thunder. Lara looks
                              frantically up and around to try to pinpoint the
                              noise, but it seems to come from all around.

                              EXT. AIRPLANE - DAY

                              The impact of the airplane into the mountainside
                              has destabilized some of the rock shelves above,
                              and an avalanche is imminent. Snow begins to slide
                              downwards, and large chunks are already falling and
                              crashing down on top of the fuselage.

                              INT. AIRPLANE - DAY

                              Lara watches in horror as the view out of several
                              of the airplane windows suddenly turns completely
                              white - a snowslide just buried a section of the
                              plane. The deep rumbling from above continues,
                              suggesting that much worse is to come. Now acutely
                              aware of the imminent danger, Lara turns back to
                              Miss Millet.

                                                      LARA
                                         I can’t leave you here! I
                                         won’t!
 

                              For a brief moment, some strength returns to Miss
                              Millet as she reaches out and grabs Lara by the
                              shoulder.

                                                  MISS MILLET
                                         No! Listen to me! You can’t
                                         help me! Save yourself, Lara.
                                         Survive. (A pause, then, much
                                         weaker) Survive...
 

                              Miss Millet’s grip grows weak and her arm slumps
                              down by her side. Her head drops back. Dead. Lara
                              stands and steps back, aghast. She looks around -
                              snow is fluttering in through the huge tear in the
                              fuselage and is already starting to settle inside.
                              Suddenly Lara realises how cold she is and wraps
                              herself in a tattered blanket. She is totally lost,
                              alone and terrified. But then her expression
                              changes as she pulls herself together and makes a
                              decision. Survive.

                              Cut to Lara hurriedly preparing. Rifling through
                              luggage, she collects ski clothing and dresses
                              herself in layer after layer. She fills a backpack
                              with whatever food and equipment she can find.

                              Entering the cockpit, Lara grimly pushes aside the
                              body of the dead pilot to get past. The cockpit is
                              crushed, but there is still room to move around.
                              Using a piece of metal wreckage, Lara prises the
                              compass from its housing in the buckled instrument
                              panel. She also grabs a wad of maps and puts these
                              in her bag with the compass. Noticing what looks
                              like an emergency kit above her, she reaches for it
                              but her touch dislodges it and it falls to the
                              ground, open. Inside is a loaded revolver. Lara
                              hesitates for a moment, then picks it up nervously
                              - it looks huge in her small hand - and puts it in
                              her bag.

                              Lara, now fully kitted out in bulky cold-weather
                              gear and hauling her heavy backpack, steps out
                              through the gash in the fuselage and carefully
                              clambers down the snowdrift that has built up
                              outside. At that moment the rumbling sound from
                              above gets much louder, and Lara makes a desperate
                              dash and leap for safety just as hundreds of tons
                              of snow and ice crash down in a mighty avalanche,
                              completely burying the plane. No rescue team will
                              ever find it, and if Lara had been just a few
                              seconds slower, no-one would ever have found her,
                              either.

                              After scrambling away and regaining her compusure,
                              Lara looks all around. There is nothing but
                              desolate, snowy wasteland and treacherous mountains
                              as far as the eye can see in every direction. She
                              looks back at the aircraft’s burial site and wipes
                              away a tear.

                                                      LARA
                                         Lucky Lara...
 

                              Looking at her maps and compass, Lara makes the
                              best guess she can about which way to head, then
                              trudges off into the white void...

                              EXT. HIMALAYAN VILLAGE - DAY

                              A remote village somewhere in the Himalayan
                              lowlands. This tiny community, home to no more than
                              a hundred peasant farmers and their families, rests
                              hidden inside a shallow valley.

                              SUPERIMPOSE CAPTION:

                                             NEAR BIRATNAGAR, NEPAL
                                        74 MILES NORTHWEST OF CRASH SITE
                                                 ONE WEEK LATER

                              Inside a small hut, an American missionary doctor,
                              LAING, is trying to innoculate a small Nepali child
                              who is scared of the needle.

                                                     LAING
                                         (In Nepali, subtitled) Now
                                         don’t be afraid. This won’t
                                         hurt.
 

                              The child is uncomfortable and won’t stop
                              struggling. Exasperated, Laing has an idea. He acts
                              surprised and points behind the child.

                                                     LAING
                                         Oh my word, what is THAT?
 

                              The child falls for it and turns his head to see.
                              While his guard is down, Laing jabs him with the
                              needle and administers the innoculation.

                                                     LAING
                                         There, you see? All done.
 

                              Laing covers the needle mark with a cotton swab and
                              the boy scampers away to play with his friends.

                              At the edge of the village, an old peasant stops
                              dead in his tracks when he sees something he can
                              barely believe in the distance. He double-takes and
                              steps forward for a better look. Amazed, he shouts
                              back to the village, never taking his eyes off what
                              he sees.

                                                    PEASANT
                                         (In Nepali, subtitled) Doctor!
                                         Doctor! Come! Come quickly!
 

                              The peasant’s shouts attract attention, and people
                              start to rush over. Laing notices the commotion and
                              hurries over to see what the fuss is about. When he
                              reaches the astonished crowd that has gathered and
                              sees what they see, his jaw drops in amazement.

                                                     LAING
                                         Good God.
 

                              Staggering towards them in the distance is a dark,
                              bulky shape which, as it gets closer, we recognize
                              as Lara Croft. Seeing that she is in distress,
                              Laing and several villagers rush out to meet her.
                              As they reach her, she stumbles, exhausted, into
                              Laing’s arms. Her face and clothes are covered in
                              dried blood. Laing and the villagers carry her back
                              to the village and inside his hut.

                              INT. DOCTOR’S HUT - DAY

                              Lara, looking deathly weak, is laid on a table as
                              most of the curious peasants are ushered outside -
                              only the senior villagers remain.

                                                     LAING
                                         (In Nepali, subtitled) Can you
                                         hear me? What’s your name?
                                         (Again in English)
 

                              No response. Laing looks into her eyes and feels
                              her pulse.

                                                     LAING
                                         Looks like borderline
                                         hypothermia. Shock too. We
                                         need to get these clothes off.
 

                              Laing begins stripping away the outer layers of
                              Lara’s clothing. Everything is covered in dried
                              blood.

                                                     LAING
                                         This can’t be all her own
                                         blood.
 

                              Laing notices that the lower left sleeve of Lara’s
                              ski jacket is badly torn. Stripping her down to her
                              undershirt, he reveals a deep gash on the inside of
                              her lower arm, what looks like the result of a
                              vicious animal attack. One villager comes forward
                              to take a closer look and recognizes the type of
                              wound on Lara’s arm. He looks terrified.

                                                    VILLAGER
                                         (In Nepali, subtitled) Is
                                         Yeti.
 

                              Hearing this, the other villagers become extremely
                              concerned and start talking anxiously amongst
                              themselves.

                                                     LAING
                                         (In Nepali, subtitled) Quiet,
                                         all of you! There is no Yeti!
                                         No Yeti!
 

                              Meanwhile, one of the other villagers is rummaging
                              through Lara’s bag. He finds her passport and hands
                              it to Laing, who examines it.

                                                     LAING
                                         British, hmm? Alright Lara, if
                                         you can hear me, my name is
                                         Doctor Laing. I’m here to help
                                         you. First I’m going to fix
                                         this arm. Can you tell me how
                                         this happened?
 

                              Lara tries to speak, but can barely manage. The
                              villager behind Laing taps him on the shoulder, who
                              turns to see him holding the gun found in Lara’s
                              bag. Perplexed, Laing takes the gun and opens the
                              breach. Six spent shells spill out onto the floor.
                              Whatever attacked Lara, she fought back, and it
                              lost a lot of blood. The doctor looks back at Lara
                              in a combination of confusion and amazement.

                                                     LAING
                                         What the hell happened to you,
                                         Lara Croft? (A pause, then)
                                         Well, whatever it was...
                                         you’re damn lucky to be alive.

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