“Sophie Turner Shocks Fans with What She Said About Game of Thrones and Lara Croft”

Sophie Turner walked onto The Tonight Show smiling like she had nothing planned… and then casually handed Jimmy Fallon a lump of Scottish coal as a “New Year’s tradition.” The crowd laughed, Jimmy looked genuinely touched (and slightly confused), and for about ten seconds it felt wholesome—almost innocent.

But that was just the setup.

Because the moment Jimmy tried to move on, Sophie flipped the entire vibe of the room with the kind of energy that makes producers sit up in their chairs. One minute she’s explaining “first-footing” like a mischievous Santa. The next minute her name is being shouted over applause for a headline fans have been waiting to hear:

Sophie Turner is Lara Croft.

And she doesn’t just confirm it—she says she’s been training since February of last year, like this wasn’t a casual career move but a full-body transformation. Jimmy jokingly asks if she can “show anything,” and Sophie—without blinking—hits him with a line so blunt the audience explodes: she’s wearing a skirt and she’s not about to flash anybody on network television. Jimmy basically short-circuits on live TV, the band kicks in, and suddenly this isn’t an interview anymore—it’s a late-night show spiraling into viral history in real time.

Then Sophie turns the chaos into a challenge.

Not a stunt. Not a rehearsed bit.

A thumb war.

And what should’ve been a silly, harmless moment turns into a surprisingly intense power move. She talks about “thumb strength” like it’s a real athletic stat. Jimmy tries to clown it off. Sophie adds a random fact that in France a thumb is called a pouce, so they’re technically about to have a “pouce war,” which sends Jimmy into that “I’m going to get canceled for laughing at this” panic-laugh.

They lock hands.

They do the chant—“One, two, three, four, I declare a thumb war.”

And then Sophie wins so fast it’s almost disrespectful.

Jimmy’s face says everything: he didn’t expect her to be that strong, that quick, that locked in. The crowd roars. Sophie sits back with the calm confidence of someone who’s been training for Tomb Raider and is now proving—on camera—that she’s not joking.

But just when it seems like the interview peaked, Jimmy drops the real time-bomb:

It’s been 15 years since Game of Thrones.

The audience reacts like they’ve been personally attacked by the passage of time, and Sophie’s expression shifts—half disbelief, half emotional whiplash. She admits she can barely watch the show. Not because she hates it—because it hits too close. Hearing the Game of Thrones theme, she says, gives her something like PTSD. Not in a clickbait way—more like a visceral memory trigger. She explains that she basically learned how to act in front of millions of people, while she was still a kid, and that kind of pressure doesn’t feel glamorous when you’re the one living it.

Jimmy tries to reassure her—because he’s Jimmy—but the moment gets unexpectedly personal. Sophie talks about her grandfather, a supporting artist who inspired her. She tells this story about wearing his wedding ring to an important screen test, and how landing that role felt like a sign—like he was still with her, still guiding her. It’s the kind of confession that doesn’t trend as hard as the Lara Croft announcement… but it sticks with you longer.

And then—because this episode is determined to be a rollercoaster—Jimmy pivots again:

“Steal.”

He calls it a high-octane heist thriller packed with twists—like “whammies,” not just one plot punch but multiple. Sophie agrees, and then casually drops the most perfect comparison: reading Steal reminded her of Game of Thrones because of how early it shocks you. She brings up the most infamous example—Ned Stark—basically warning the audience: this show is not here to play fair.

But Sophie’s pitch is even funnier because she sells it like she’s trying not to oversell it.

She describes her character, Zara, and her coworker Luke, stuck in a dead-end job at a pension-fund management company—an intentionally boring setup that makes the audience laugh because it sounds like the opposite of “high-octane.” Then she leans in: something big happens. A heist happens. It gets scary. And that’s all she can say.

And you can tell she’s enjoying the torture of it—because that’s what a good thriller does. It gives you just enough to itch for the next piece.

The clip rolls: sterile office vibes, dry humor, the soul-crushing boredom of “operations,” and the subtle signal that something is off—like the calm before a detonation. Jimmy comes back hyped, sells the release date, and the segment ends the way strong late-night segments always end:

Not with closure.

With the feeling that you just watched a star casually confirm she’s entering a new era—Lara Croft training, heist-thriller twists, Game of Thrones legacy, and a reminder that Sophie Turner can switch from heartfelt to chaotic in a single breath.

It’s the kind of interview that starts with coal…

…and ends with a headline.