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Hey the world is my office.
Let's take a look at the body.
I don't know if you'd call it a boat...
Something with an engine? Not oars?
Step into my office.
What do you want with the Harbor Master?
Tide and current charts. Work backward from the body find where the ship sank. Where did you get the boat?
Seized it from a guy smuggling computer chips out of Bangkok. Should have seen his rose garden: Blooms the size of hand grenades.
I think I've just seen my next future exwife.
Not if you kill us first unless that's how you plan to leave Muffy.
Natalya?
Yeah. Russian Minister of Transportation.
She married a hockey player.
I envy your 'undercover' assignments.
We work in the dark. We do what we can.
I have to get these to London. Do you know this Captain Cheong?
Spends his nights at the Kuala Lumpur yacht club.
Can you arrange a meeting?
Hell. The CIA built that club.
Yo! Jimbo! I won five hundred What happened?
He tied one on.
I dunno, Jimbo. It can't be out here. How could they get this far off course?
Who knows? Fog, night...
They'd never sail this close to the shore.
Wait a minute I've got it. There! Off the port bow!
I got you covered.
That's reassuring.
Sidney Winch, meet
Jack Wade. Citibank. Commercial loan division. If you're ever lookin' for a sweet refinance on the boat
Where to now, Jimbo?
I'm not certain... But I think there's someone I want to press for some answers in Kuala Lumpur.
Okay, Saunders. What is it this time? Rocket in the leg? Machine pistol in the arm?
Q's retirement party. I'd just put the knife into the cake, and
Come on. I know better than that
It must do something.
Well... If you insist.
Now pay attention, 007. We haven't much time to demonstrate your new Q toys.
How is old Q?
Gone fishing.
Fishing?
Big game fishing. Sonar torpedoes. Retirement gift from his friends at the CIA.
Saunders, I've lit cigarettes
Not from forty feet.
... Shoelaces?
Plastique explosive shoelaces. Cut them to regulate the size of the blast; totally harmless until you attach the detonator hidden in the heel of your shoe.
Perfect way to tie up a... 'Knotty' problem?
Moving along A typical plastic security card. Name here, magnetic information stripe here And a code breaking microprocessor here. Swipe it through any card reader anywhere you're in.
Does it work on cash machines?
It was an authorized test. I returned the money.
I see...
Finally, your new watch: Blue laser here for signaling or burning through locks; press this button, the sweep hand becomes a Geiger counter.
If you can't do the time, don't do the crime?
Oh. I almost forgot. There is one last thing: Before Q retired, he asked that I give you one other protective device.
A wedding band??? What am I supposed to be able to do with this?
I believe Q's exact words were: "Hopefully, nothing."
His newspapers?
Occasionally, yes. British media mogul. Born in Hong Kong; controls newspapers, TV, radio, cable, satellites; books, magazines, movies, computer software. Theme parks.
More scurrilous, unsubstantiated gossip.
Perhaps. But it does explain how an exKGB agent turned illegalarms dealer is suddenly portrayed as a longtime friend of the people. If you believe what you read in the papers.
Need I remind the two of you that Elliot Harmsway Sir Elliot Harmsway is directly descended from the Earl of Aberdeen? That his Scottish ancestors practically invented Hong Kong and out of sheer gratitude, Queen Victoria herself named the port "Aberdeen Harbor" in their honor?
There is one last thing, 007: Elliot Harmsway is vital to the economic interests of this nation. He's also a major contributor to the party. I expect him to be given every consideration.
Political considerations?
To the best of my recollection, Mr. Bond, I suggested no such thing. In fact, I was never here.
Paris?!? What are you doing here?
Is that any way to say hello?
I thought your specialty was goodbye.
Oh, James. I've missed you
Is this another one of your games?
Stop it! You're hurting me! Can't you just be nice?
I've got half the British government breathing down my neck. I don't have time for your nonsense.
Don't you even miss me? Didn't I mean anything to you?
Nothing.
What about Elliot Harmsway? Or is this just another one of your stunts?
No! He's crazy he's insane. He hates everybody. He's got these plans You've got to help me, James. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything. I know I was wrong but you've got to protect me. I know you still love
Do you feel better now?
Do you?
What about the uranium?
It's on the boat. He's holding a press conference tomorrow.
I'm so sorry, James. I promise, I'll never leave you again.
Shhhhh...
Just hold me.
Paris
Leave me alone! He's going to kill me!!
Why didn't you tell me? Why wasn't it in our files?
He didn't want anyone to know. He kept it out of the papers. He said a third wife was bad for his image. You've got to protect me!
Just say it. Say it just once.
One thing at a time. I'll see you in twenty minutes. Go.
Yes
Guard! Arrest these men! Escort them to the cutter!
Wait a minute
Get them out of here. If he says one word, shoot him.
Don't you think you're overreacting?
Yes. The famous James Bond. I've heard all about you, sir. You were under direct orders to act as an observer and yet you had to go off, on your own, like some halfassed CIA cowboy Endangering the gold, attracting that lunatic woman, and then putting in a distress call for us to save your bloody hide.
...That's all well and good, Captain, save for one thing: There's no gold down there.
What are you talking about? We went through all this and the ship isn't even down there?
Yes, the ship is down there. But the gold is gone.
That's absurd! It took two squads of forty men fifteen days to load that gold.
I know what I saw
Q! How are you?
Retired. I'm not getting paid to help you save the world anymore.