For Your Eyes Only Page #4

Max.

Thank you.

Hello.

It's all shorthand.

He used a special kind.

Only I could decipher it.

He made several surveys in Neptune.

- What's Neptune?

- Our two-man submarine.

He saw a diving bell here.

Diving bell?

Oil exploration. Kristatos.

Three days later,

he sighted a wreck in the same area.

And?

That was his last entry.

The day he was killed.

Air would be useless at this depth.

We need a mixture of oxygen and helium.

I have the necessary equipment.

The less people that know,

the better.

I'll give the crew shore leave

except for the mate and two others.

Let's go.

584 feet.

An oxygen-helium mix will give us

eight minutes. We'll have to work fast.

Wouldn't the crew have destroyed

the transmitter?

Only if they'd had the chance

to set the explosive timer.

We have a visitor below.

Conserve your gas supply.

Speak only when necessary.

I hope he was dining alone.

Go back to the sub.

No, no. I'm staying.

That should be the command cabin.

Eureka!

"Main destruct timer...

under lever right of ATAC housing,

dualled...

by ring main circuit

through anti-handling charger."

The destruct timer's set

at one minute.

For some reason,

the lever wasn't pulled.

The transmitter

with a thermite charge.

Hold these.

"To bypass trembler switch...

cut wires in following procedure."

Cutters.

Screwdriver.

That's it.

Let's get out of here.

James, help!

- James, I won't make it.

- We both will.

Get to the sub.

I'll stall him.

Try and close the CO2.

I'm trying.

Careful, James.

It's 5,000 years old.

Thank you, Mr. Bond.

You have saved us

the trouble of disarming it.

Apostis, take that.

Where are my men?

You will be joining them.

Let the girl go.

We'll double

whatever you're getting.

I never go back on a deal.

It would be bad

for my reputation.

I will deliver it

and return with the money.

The voice of the KGB. Our agreement

was that I designate the meeting place.

After they pay,

I will give them the transmitter.

It must not be let out of your sight.

Nor mine. Where are we going?

We will take the ATAC

to St. Cyril's.

St. Cyril's.

I'll arrange the pickup.

Bind that wound.

We don't want blood in the water yet.

Murderer.

You have shot your last bolt,

Miss Havelock.

Leave their legs free.

They'll make appetizing bait.

I didn't think it

would end like this.

We're not dead yet.

Hold tight.

Turn around. We go again.

Take a deep breath.

Again. Hurry.

Help!

Aw, leave him.

Turn. Run them down.

Follow me.

Ahh. The sharks have them.

Make port.

Thank you.

Hello.

- Give us a kiss.

- Max, not now.

Kristatos is still alive.

And probably headed

to Moscow or Havana by now.

We'll never get him.

Or the ATAC.

ATAC to St. Cyril's.

Forgive me, Father,

for I have sinned.

That's putting it mildly, 007.

Your signal sent Whitehall into shock.

So far we have managed to locate...

439 St. Cyril's in Greece.

Heaven only knows to which one

Kristatos took the ATAC.

I know a well-informed person

to contact about that, Q.

St. Cyril's, where we used to hide

from the Germans.

Only Kristatos would make an abandoned

monastery his personal retreat.

My friend, I've been studying

this place...

for just such an occasion.

We'll split here, huh?

Your best approach is on the right face,

away from the building.

Then you will have to make towards

the shed on the left...

which houses the basket

and the electronic winch.

It can be operated

only from the shed.

Good luck.

Should have brought more people.

- James is counting on surprise.

- But we are only five men.

And one woman.

Eighteen...

nineteen...

twenty.

Fifty more.

That's the pits! I'm supposed to

be skating in Oslo, in lnnsbruck.

Why are we in this creepy place?

Our plans are changed. We are

going to live in Cuba for a few months.

- Cuba!

- You can skate without distractions.

I'll be your audience.

What a drag.

I want to win the gold medal.

We all want that.

I know what you want.

But you're too old for me.

I'm splitting.

- You have poisoned her against me!

- Don't blow your top, Ari.

- Leave her alone.

- I will deal with you...

as I deal with everyone who betrays me.

Bibi...

you're so young.

You must have a sponsor.

I'll find another one.

Go outside and check the guards.

Let me know when the helicopter arrives.

One of Kristatos' killers.

- Aah!

- Shut him up.

Get the door.

Come on, George. Let's go.

Hurry, unless you want me

to go without you.

You know,

I will never leave you.

Your general is late.

Only bad weather would delay him.

Cover the windows.

Let's go.

He's all right. Leave him.

He's all right.

Back!

Okay. Let's go.

I'll be with you.

Sorry.

Cover the door!

Where's Kristatos?

And keep your voice down.

We are leaving him.

He mustn't know until we're gone.

We'll help you if you help us.

Come.

Where are the guards?

That way.

Wait here.

Move!

- Where's Kristatos?

- The other side of the courtyard.

You better stay here.

What have you done to Brink?

- Go back to your room!

- You can go to hell!

Drop it.

- Where's Kristatos?

- He's left with the ATAC.

You're going to pay for it.

You're not as fast

as you used to be.

No, Melina,

that's not the answer.

We'll turn him over

to the Greek police.

Out of my way, James.

All right...

but be prepared to dig

those two graves.

That's detente, comrade.

You don't have it.

I don't have it.

It seems as though Bibi

has a new sponsor.

- How's it going?

- I've patched through...

a high security line

to the satellite.

We can try Bond now.

Good. Are you through to Number 10?

Standing by, sir.

You know what I'd like?

I can't imagine.

A moonlight swim.

007, are you there?

Bond, are you there?

For your eyes only, darling.

- He's there.

- Patch in the prime minister.

I'll get it, Denis.

Hello.

Mr. Bond on the line,

Prime Minister.

Ah, Mr. Bond...

I wanted to call you personally

to say how pleased...

we all are that your mission

was a success, thank you.

Thank you, thank you.

Don't thank me, Mr. Bond.

Your courage and resourcefulness...

are a credit to the nation.

Denis and I look forward

to meeting you.

Meanwhile, if there is anything

I can do for you--

Give us a kiss, give us a kiss.

Well, really, Mr. Bond.

I think we're having

a little trouble with the line, madam.

You idiot.

Get on to him.

007. 007.

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