A View to a Kill Page #6

- Yes. Except...

Except right beneath us

is the key geological lock

that keeps the faults from moving at once.

Hey, let's go!

All those explosives.

Would they be enough to break the lock?

Of course!

If they go off, both faults move at once.

Silicon Valley and everything in it

submerged for ever.

If it happened at the peak of

the spring tide for maximum effect...

That's today at 9.41. In less than an hour!

- We have to go and warn people.

- Wait!

Stand back.

Jump!

(klaxon)

Get him.

- Get 'em back to work.

- You men, get back to work.

It's Bond.

Close up the entrance. Nobody gets out.

Hold it!

In.

Aagghh!

Come on.

- Did you pass anyone back there?

- No. I saw no one.

- Now which way?

- The map.

There's a draught from up there.

- It must be a ventilation shaft.

- Wait!

(Stacey gasps)

That must lead to the fault.

The water from the lakes!

Yes. And it'll be flooding any moment.

Come on.

You two, that way.

Give me your hand.

It's time to flood the fault.

But... May Day. And my men.

Yeah. A convenient coincidence.

Mr Zorin, those men are loyal to you.

(gasps)

Hurry!

- Get help. Quick!

- Get a doctor.

Aauugghh!

(Stacey screams)

(panicked cries)

(worker) Come on, run for your life!

(workers attend Conley)

Give me some spare clips.

Keep climbing!

Keep going!

James!

Good. Right on schedule.

Let's go.

(Zorin chuckles)

And I thought that creep loved me!

You're not the only one he double-crossed.

All outboard valves fully locked, sir.

The water level's dropping.

Pump pressure good.

(May Day gasps) Jenny!

Come on. There's nothing

you can do for them now.

- Up and away!

- (Zorin cackles)

(Zorin) Silicon Valley. Perfect!

Hold position here.

Only minutes more, Carl.

Nothing can stop it now.

The greatest cataclysm in history.

And all attributed to natural causes.

Exactly.

We must hurry.

I have to get down

and defuse that detonator.

You can't. The time has been booby trapped.

If you tamper with it we're going to blow up.

Then we have to bring

the whole thing up. But how?

Get on the rig. I'll lower you down.

Get on!

Keep going!

Come on. Come on.

OK, hold it there.

Take it up!

- Get on!

- It's too heavy. Go!

Get on, dammit!

OK, go!

(winch rattles)

Keep going!

(Bond) That's it.

Swing it over to the truck.

Easy. Gently!

Right, lower it.

Take her up.

We've only seconds before this blows.

If it does, that powder keg goes with it.

The handbrake slipped.

Push! Push!

- Jump!

- I have to hold the brake off.

Jump!

Get Zorin for me!

May Day, jump!

Only seconds to go.

May Day, jump!

May Day!

James.

James!

Stacey, behind you! Get down!

James! (screams)

Come on, get in. Get up here!

The ship's nose is heavy.

He must be on the mooring rope.

Ohhh!

This'll hurt him more than me.

More! More power.

(creaking)

More. Do it!

(creaking)

(engine roars)

Full throttle!

(creaking)

Ohhh!

Right rudder. Do it!

Stop it!

Get her off. Get her off!

- Stop it! Are you crazy?

- Get her off. Get away!

Go get him.

Go!

Stacey, jump!

- Get a foothold!

- (screams)

Max! Max!

Aaaggghh!

James! James!

Stacey, give me your hand.

Get under the pipe.

OK, stay there.

James, look out!

Stacey, hold tight!

(panicked gabbling)

- Stacey, are you there?

- You betcha!

- Are you all right?

- (Stacey) Yes. Yes.

There's never a cab when you want one.

The Order of Lenin, for Comrade Bond.

The first time ever awarded

to a non-Soviet citizen.

I'd have expected the KGB to celebrate

if Silicon Valley had been destroyed.

On the contrary, Admiral.

Where would Russian

research be without it?

Is Commander Bond here?

I'd like to thank him personally.

(M) Sadly he's missing.

We are continuing our search,

but must presume the worst.

(amorous laughter)

(Bond) A bit of soap here...

and a little soap there!

- Oh, drat! I've dropped the soap.

- (Stacey) I'll get it. Whoo!

(Bond) That is not the soap.

(phone rings)

- Hello?

- (M) Grandfather calling Q.

- What's the position?

- 007 alive.

- Where is he? What's he doing?

- Just cleaning up a few details.

(Stacey) Oh, James...

- Mmm!

- (Bond chuckles)

Meeting you

With a view to a kill

Face to face in secret places

Feel the chill

Nightfall covers me

But you know the plans I'm making

Still oversee

Could it be the whole earth opening wide?

A sacred why

A mystery gaping inside

The weekends why

But can we dance into the fire?

That fatal kiss is all we need

Dance into the fire

To fatal sounds of broken dreams

Dance into the fire

That fatal kiss is all we need

Dance into the fire

When all we see

Is the view to a kill

Dance into the fire

When all we see

Is the view to a kill

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