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Chaperone. I'm waiting for my dinner date.
Pity. Bring him whatever he wants.
So what brings you to Kuala Lumpur, Mr. Bond? Wait don't tell me: Unhappy marriage? Running from some poor little girl with two kids and a Chanel pocketbook in London?
Actually, I'm here on business. You might say it was a... Golden opportunity.
And exactly what business are you in, Mr. Bond?
Insurance. Lloyds of London.
The Strait can be a very dangerous place, Mr. Bond. A few words scribbled on a piece of paper in London doesn't carry a lot of value out here. Including life insurance.
I'll keep that in mind.
I see my date is here. And I think Mr. Bond is ready to leave.
Nice to run into you again.
Let's not make it a habit.
Shut up!
You have to excuse Miss Winch: She thinks she's on a 'seduce and destroy' mission through life... ...But she won't kill us.
No?
No. First, because I don't think it's in your nature. And second, because there's no gold down there.
So charming! So suave! Don't insult me. I'm not one of your 'little London girls' who falls for the lies.
Do I have to do everything around here?
I hope so.
I hope you'll be gentle.
Think about mom.
And what do you call this?
The family jewels?
If I were you
You're not.
Just remember: They think there's ten billion dollars in gold down there.
Thank you. "Now hear this: Drop dead."
Why don't we just take these
No. I want Sir Elliot to keep them.
... Do you have a gun?
What?
You heard me. A gun? I left mine in the car.
That's funny: you struck me as the kind of man who always carries protection.
Listen to me! I'm a British secret service agent. And we have about two minutes before Harmsway kills both of us.
Harmsway sank that ship and stole the gold. It's on the Sea Dolphin II. And thanks to your little show and tell giving him the evidence We're the only ones who can tie him to the crime.
Elliot Harmsway is my Uncle!
Blood or Dutch?
He was my father's best friend!
He's killed closer.
You are seriously deranged.
Maybe. But why are we going up instead of down?
This has got to be a mistake.
The only mistake is that they didn't kill us in the elevator.
Wait here.
No. I'm going with you.
... How did you get into marine salvage?
My father left me the business.
Not a lot of difference.
What do you mean?
What the hell does that do?
Cleans dirt. Let's go.
Down?
Up.
What now? And don't give me some movie clich like 'trust me.'
Trust me.
Put your back to the railing. Sit up on it.
Are you listening to me?
Put your arms around my neck. Lock your legs around my waist.
... We have time for that?
Sometimes you just have to
Don't say it.
Is this like a normal day for you?
It's a lousy job, but The only reason I stay is for the health benefits.
Here. You shoot. I'll drive.
...You know, that's another reason you're probably not in a successful relationship.
Another reason??? Did I miss something???
You insist on calling all the shots. And by the way: I am not a helpless girl.
If it's radio controlled, it'll break the code.
If not?
We blast through.
Sleep well?
Next time, I do the driving.
What do you mean, you'd rather die alone?
I didn't say when I want to die
... Yes???
Before we go any further here, Mr. Bond, from Lloyds of London, I just want to get two things straight.
... Yes?
First, that boat is in international waters. I'm claiming it for salvage. Onethird of that gold is mine.
And number two?
If you think we're going to have some kind of 'life affirming' romance here just because we cheated death, let me be clear: We're going to have it where I want, and when I want.
And when might that be?
Now.
Interesting presentation.
Interesting video tape.
They point, I shoot.
Do you have a pen? I just got promoted and don't have my new cards yet.
Of course.
... Does this do anything?
Depends what number you write.
Married?
Happily.
... Kids?
Three. You? Married?
No.
I didn't think so.
Here. I gave you my assistant's phone number. If it's urgent, she knows where to reach me.
Thanks. Take care
You too.
Wade, what the hell are you doing here?
I am not here, ol' buddy. The CIA has absolutely no knowledge of the missing ship, the missing gold, where it was going, or when it left Hong Kong.
That's reassuring.