Tomb Raider: Chronicles

[to Pierre]

Lara Croft:
If I was you, I'd grab your Cro-Magnon cowboy over there and run as fast as your little legs will carry you. Au revoir, mon ch?r.

Zip:
Yow! Jimi Hendrix is back!

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?

[when Lara approaches, the demon knight bursts out of the barn on horseback, still carrying Father Patrick]

Demon Knight (Vladimir Kaleta):
[to Father Patrick] Who is this that stands before me? The first to visit me in my prison seven hundred years past.

Father Patrick:
Seven hundred years? All alone in a barn? Huh, those winter nights must have just flown by.

Demon Knight (Vladimir Kaleta):
Silence, ignorant heretic, or I behead you!

[the horseman then shoves the priest off the horse. He lands on the ground in a heap]

Lara Croft:
Leave him be!

Demon Knight (Vladimir Kaleta):
For the child has spirit, but what is that? When this island is littered with the bones of holy men. My gift to them for their spirit in obstructing me from claiming my rightful inheritance.

Father Patrick:
And this inheritance, I would wonder, would be some way to explain why your walking and breathing when you should be gone long past?

Demon Knight (Vladimir Kaleta):
The inheritance is the gift of eternal life. Contained within an ancient scroll. Concealed by the dullard Abbot and his cohorts. The scroll, which draws forth pale demon blood through my veins. I am no longer man. I am one for the earth and one for above the gaping abyss of Hades.

Father Patrick:
So why stay on the island? Came for a holiday and fell in love with the scenery?

Demon Knight (Vladimir Kaleta):
Hold your yapping tongue for want I clip it! Boils and plagues plaster over this island and its treacherous inhabitants! For it was they, and their ox little abbot, who plotted to incarcerate me in this dungeon hall for an eternity. I, Vladimir Kaleta, who worshipped in the first Kremlin, who butchered the Swede and the Lefsky on the banks of the River Neva. Incarcerated within this prison of flowing water!

Demon Knight (Vladimir Kaleta):
Your child has done her job well, and I taste freedom for the first time in an eon. You will now fear me? For you have served your purpose well holy man, and for this should I exercise mercy as a god might?

Father Patrick:
Now that'd be nice, but I'm not holdin' me breath.

Demon Knight (Vladimir Kaleta):
Yes, I shall spare and secure for you a fate worse than death! For when you pass beyond this world, Heaven shall no longer welcome you, for you have released a demon.

Father Patrick:
My faith will protect me from feckless lesser demons as yourself.

[Enraged, the horseman head-butts Father Patrick and then flings him to the ground]

Lara Croft:
[Upon witnessing Father Patrick being thrown into the door of the Demon Knight's barn] Father!

Demon Knight (Vladimir Kaleta):
Ah, the child. I shall snuff out her life as a candle.

Demon Knight (Vladimir Kaleta):
[after being bound by a spell Lara has cast on him] For this you shall burn for eternity! I shall drown you in a mire of your own entrails before I squeeze!

Lara Croft:
Be quiet!

Lara Croft:
[as Lara approaches the entrance to the Colosseum, she hears a loud noise above her. She quickly spins round and draws her pistols, but sees nothing. She turns back to the entrance] Rodents, I wouldn't wonder. Big rodents...

Pierre:
This is a very deep pit and in this, such an historic venue, I feel sure there may be valuable artifacts lurking in its depths.

Lara Croft:
I can't tempt you to... jump down and look?

Hanging Corpse:
Come, child, come closer. For I have gifts for thee.

Lara Croft:
I'll stay where I am.

Hanging Corpse:
[laughs sinisterly] Fear not this visage. It is but a vessel for my troubled spirit. [hisses] Come closer, for you are safe, while I am hung like so much butchered meat.

Lara Croft:
Who... are you?

Hanging Corpse:
WHO? Hmm... for it is more like WHAT. Condemned to wander between the kingdoms of man and that of the elementals. [hisses] But I must be swift in my request, [hisses] for they watch and wait, to once more draw me back into the darkness!

Lara Croft:
Request?

Hanging Corpse:
My heart, girl! They have hidden my petrified heart! In the roots of this, the World Tree, down under the watchful gaze of the dragon N??h?ggr. [hisses] Find this, my child and return it to its rightful resting place [hisses] and you shall be rewarded!

Lara Croft:
And why on Earth should I trust... you?

Hanging Corpse:
Not ON Earth, girl, in between. [laughs] My soul is gone, and how it fares, nobody knows, and nobody cares! [laughs once more, and then disappears in a flash of lightning]

Pit Demon:
[calling out from a deep pit] Come closer, for often it is easier to be brave from a distance.

Father Patrick:
I am here now, and I have a gift for you, you cantankerous worm! [throws an iron rod down into the pit]

Pit Demon:
Argh! Curse you, priest! If you live till doomsday you shall burn a week longer than the world, I swear!

Lara Croft:
[Lara slides down from the roof of VCI into a ventillation shaft and speaks into her headset] I'm in.

Zip:
Okay. Now let's see what you can do. Follow the vent to the main corridor. You've come in at the 13th floor. Unlucky for some...

Lara Croft:
Unlucky for them. Any welcome party?

Zip:
That's your job, girl! I ain't no x-ray vision superhero!

Lara Croft:
I noticed the last bit.

Zip:
Oh, you're so sharp you're gonna cut yourself! Just remember, the less attention, the better. You dig?

Lara Croft:
Thanks, but that thought HAD crossed my mind.

Zip:
Just makin' sure you're on the ball, lady.

Lara Croft:
Enough talk! Contact me if you see anything.

Zip:
Whew! That girl has got one BAD attitude!

Lara Croft:
[Lara returns to the entrance of the Colosseum, after acquiring all the keystones required to open it] Come out, come out, wherever you are...

Larson:
[Larson suddenly reveals himself from behind the wall of the entrance] Heck! This ambushin' ain't what it used to be!

Lara Croft:
Not when you're involved, no.

Larson:
Practice makes perfect, I'm reckonin'.

Lara Croft:
Whatever. We seem to be missing someone...

Larson:
If you's talkin' about Frenchie he's kinda... indisposed.

Lara Croft:
And you thought you might just... help yourself to his share of what's behind that gate? Unless of course this is just a social visit?

Larson:
Well, you know I's always pleased to see a little belle like you, Lara. Be more pleased to see that last stone, though, if you'll be wantin' to hand it over?

[Lara, instead, draws her pistols and fires at Larson]

Larson:
[leaps out of the way, barely dodging Lara's bullets] THAT, ain't supposed to happen!