James Bond 007: Yesterday and Today Page #2

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Angelo.

Your breathing equipment.

Isolates you from the oxygen supply.

Gamma gas. Instantaneous.

Type you just used. And most important...

Not enough.

- What are you trying to say?

- I changed my mind.

Two years of my life...

studying the film, the reports...

plastic operations, voice lessons.

Make it a quarter of a million,

or get someone else.

- There is no one else.

- Exactly. I am Derval.

Put that away. Angelo is right.

I'll inform Number One

we made a new arrangement.

This is merely a down payment.

All right, but against

a quarter of a million.

- Agreed.

- His watch.

Identification Disc.

- Au revoir!

- No, he always says ciao.

The cap's too far back on your head.

The rest of my money,

just have it ready.

Come on. Get him into his pajamas.

Sir, identity, please.

Thank you, sir.

This is a normal training sortie,

and you'll be accompanied...

by a NATO representative,

Commandant Derval...

Major Derval of NATO.

It's a routine flight.

You'll be flying a Vulcan...

at an altitude of 45,000 feet...

armed with two atomic bombs,

M.O.S. Type.

Fuses as usual

in the white security box.

Oh, those damned aeroplanes!

They're enough to drive you mad.

Unless, of course,

it's that mink glove of yours.

I'll shut out the noise.

James, where are you going?

Nowhere. I thought

I'd take a little exercise.

You must be joking.

Come on.

Quiet!

Can I help you?

County Police here.

Hello?

- What's going on?

- I don't know.

Could it be the front doorbell?

- It most certainly could not.

- Hello.

Haven't you had enough exercise

for one evening?

It's funny you should say that.

Point of return...

Switch from manual to auto.

It's set on automatic. Commandant...

would you care to change places

with the copilot?

- Better view up here.

- I'd be delighted.

This is Southern Radar.

You are now under

positive radar control.

This is avoiding action.

Request you report your position.

Take this, will you?

What's the flap, Dawson?

O-B-N-R, sir. NATO training flight.

Air traffic flashed us.

They lost it on radar. We haven't

been able to pick it up anywhere.

Was she losing altitude

when she went off the screen?

Rapidly.

We can't scan below 300 feet.

- She may have gone down.

- Was she in trouble?

Not according to the last report,

which came from about here.

- She is armed, isn't she?

- Two atomic weapons, M.O.S. Type.

Get everything you can into the area.

A thorough search.

Notify the Admiralty at once.

Top priority. Absolute security.

- Ask them to contact Washington.

- Very good, sir.

Is there anything else in sight?

No. All clear.

Switch on

the underwater landing lights.

Open the underwater hatch.

- Stand by to winch in the submarine.

- Man the winches!

- Give these bomb fuses to Mr. Kutze.

- Right, sir.

Get the submarine up quickly and

the bombs loaded in the containers.

Kutze, are you pleased

with your new toys?

Some new safety device.

A secret control.

What can they have that the great

Ladislav Kutze cannot handle?

Life was much simpler

in my Warsaw laboratory.

Your share will amount to

how many Nobel Prizes?

Pull forward!

More. Hold it!

Paris, sir.

Number One on the scrambler.

Number Two speaking.

Phase two completed.

Number Two has done well,

unlike Count Lippe...

whose choice of Angelo might have

jeopardized the success of our project.

Send a message to the Execution Branch.

You will write,

or telephone at the least.

Day by day. I'm truly sorry

I have to dash off like this.

There's been a bit

of a flap at the office.

- What kind of work do you do?

- I travel...

sort of a licensed troubleshooter.

Mr. Angelo. Heart attack last night.

I'm not surprised.

- Keep in touch.

- Anytime, James. Anyplace.

Another time, another place.

- You are late!

- Yes.

Some people on the road

really burn you up these days.

In the conference room.

Something pretty big.

Every Double-0 man in Europe has been

rushed in, and the Home Secretary too.

His wife's probably lost her dog.

Well, now that we're all here...

The Prime Minister

has asked the Home Secretary...

to come and represent him here today.

The Home Secretary.

Gentlemen, the tape

that you are about to hear...

was received at 10 Downing Street

this morning.

My dear Prime Minister.

Two atomic bombs...

numbers 4-5-6 and 4-5-7...

which were aboard NATO flight 7-5-9...

are now in the possession of Spectre.

Unless within the next seven days

your government...

pays to us

in a manner to be designated by us...

we shall destroy

a major city in England...

or the United States of America.

Please signal your acceptance

of our terms by arranging...

for Big Ben to strike seven times...

at 6:
00 p. m. Tomorrow.

The Prime Minister and the President...

have talked together

over the hot line and have agreed...

that unless the bombs are recovered,

payment will have to be made.

To avoid general panic...

complete secrecy will be maintained

and no press announcements.

The Prime Minister has asked

that your department...

take charge of the operation.

Thank you. Sir John.

This circle represents

the full flying range of the Vulcan.

Extensive search has failed to locate

any evidence of either a crash...

or landing, and worldwide reports

have proved negative...

on all airfields large enough

to handle the Vulcan.

- That's all we have, sir.

- Thank you, Sir John.

I'll leave you to carry on.

We'll keep you in touch from Number 10.

Thank you, sir.

You may now open the folders

in front of you.

Code name:
Thunderball.

As you can see,

we've very little to go on.

All the members of the crew...

had top security clearance.

You'll find their photographs

and service records in your files.

You'll be working with NATO, C.I. A...

and all allied intelligence units.

That's all...

until you discuss your

individual assignments with me.

I've assigned you

to station C, Canada.

Group Captain Pritchard here

will be your Air Force liaison.

Sir, I respectfully suggest that

you change my assignment to Nassau.

Is there any other reason besides

your enthusiasm of water sports?

Perhaps this, sir.

- Well?

- There was a photograph of that man...

in this dossier you gave us.

His name is Derval.

I saw him last night at Shrublands,

but he was dead.

Oh, no, sir. Not possible.

He was seen...

boarding the Vulcan

and took off last night.

If 007 says he saw Derval

last night and he was dead...

that's enough for me

to initiate inquiries.

Yes, of course.

- Who is this girl?

- Derval's sister.

- Do you know where she is now?

- Nassau.

Do you think she's worth going after?

I wouldn't put it quite that way.

We've only got four days.

Don't spend your time sitting around.

No, sir, I won't.

Good luck.

Thank you, sir.

Smashing figure.

I don't suppose...

that has anything to do

with your request?

Was there ever a man

more misunderstood?

You can't pull the wool over my eyes.

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