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Licence to Kill Page #2
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1989
- 133 min
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Killing me won't stop
anything, Sanchez!
There are worse things
than dying, hombre.
See you in hell!
No.
Today's the first day
of the rest of your life.
No!
Thank you.
Good morning. Good morning.
Thank you.
Your passport, please?
What's going on?
Some big drug dealer
just escaped.
Now, will that be smoking
or non-smoking, Mr...
Your ticket!
Felix?
Della!
Della?
Felix.
You'll be all right. Hang on.
- Hey, Letter.
- Where you been?
It's Bond.
Get an ambulance here, quick!
Hi, Sharkey.
You stick around.
I might have some more
questions for you, okay?
How is he?
His left leg's
gone below the knee.
They might be
able to save his arm.
You can bet it was a chain saw.
Colombians love to
use them on informers.
Hell, they sell more here
than in the state of Oregon.
I wish I could be more hopeful,
but we'll have to wait and see.
Chain saw, my ass!
I know a shark bite
when I see one.
Sanchez has vanished.
He's got all of Letter's files.
God only knows what's in them.
Well, find him.
He's out of our jurisdiction.
I mean, there's plenty of
countries that will protect him.
We can't even
get an extradition.
There are other ways.
Let it go, Commander.
You're going to do nothing?
You're just going to
forget all about it?
No, I'm not gonna
forget about it!
Looks like Sanchez's law operates
north of the border, too.
Let's go shark hunting.
This is the last
place in the Keys.
We'll have to try Miami next.
Stay here.
You stay out of sight.
I'll handle this.
We're closed.
Ain't nobody here.
Look, I've come all the way
from London to see you.
Universal Exports.
We've been retained
by the Regent's Park Zoo
a Carcharodon carcharias.
A what?
Great white shark.
It's all right, Bill.
Let him in.
Unfortunately, we sold all
As you can see,
It's a project to
feed the third world.
We feed maggots
to our special breed
of genetically engineered fish,
use hormones to make them all
male, gain weight faster.
From your shark-hunting days?
Yeah. Actually, it's for sale.
Look, I'm kind of busy.
Maybe some other time.
Thank you. I look forward
to seeing you again.
Goodbye, Mr...
Goodbye.
Mr. Krest said to be ready.
He'll send the sub back in
three hours to pick you up.
Can't wait.
This dump gives me the creeps.
James.
Hold it, right there.
Do you mind if I get
my hands out of here?
Yeah. Do it slowly.
Freeze!
Over by the trapdoor,
old buddy.
Is this where you put
your old buddy Felix?
Not me.
Chalk that one up
to Sanchez and Krest.
Whoa!
There's $2 million
in that suitcase.
I'll split it with you.
You earned it.
You keep it, old buddy.
God, what a terrible waste.
Of money.
Hey, Sharkey!
Any news on the Wavekrest?
Yeah. She's a big marine research
vessel owned by a Milton Krest.
They're collecting specimens
off the Cay Sal Bank.
How long will it
take us to get there?
Maybe about six hours.
I have a few things to pick up.
Be ready in an hour.
Yeah, okay.
Hey, Commander,
you got a minute?
Local cops got a tip about
a warehouse last night.
Turned up 500 keys of Colombian
pure, a couple of stiffs,
of what used to be Killifer.
Good. At least
someone's on the case.
You may be a pal of Letter's, but
I can only cover up so much.
The D.A. Is screaming
to know what happened.
You know, we got laws
in this country, too.
Do you have a law against
what they did to Letter?
Look, you're in over your head.
This is where it ends,
Commander.
You were supposed to
be in Istanbul last night.
I'm afraid this
unfortunate Letter business
has clouded your judgment.
You have a job to do.
I expect you on
a plane this afternoon.
I haven't finished here, sir.
Leave it to the Americans.
It's their mess.
Let them clear it up.
Sir, they're not
going to do anything.
Look, I owe it to Letter.
He's put his life on
the line for me many times.
Spare me this
sentimental rubbish.
He knew the risks.
And his wife?
This private vendetta of yours
could easily compromise.
Her Majesty's government.
You have an assignment, and I
expect you to carry it out
objectively and professionally.
Then you have
my resignation, sir.
We're not a country club, 007.
Effective immediately,
your license to
kill is revoked,
and I require you to
hand over your weapon.
Now.
I need hardly remind you that you're
still bound by the Official Secrets Act.
Well, then I guess it's
a farewell to arms.
Don't! Too many people.
God help you, Commander.
Something in sector C.
You caused us all a lot
of trouble, young lady.
You're borracho. Go to bed.
When Sanchez
heard you ran away,
he went nuts.
It's none of your business.
It's my business when
get Sanchez arrested,
and I gotta put my organization
at risk to get him out.
You cost me a lot of dough.
He'll give you the money.
He doesn't work that way.
girlie.
I've known him a long time.
I've seen a lot of girls
like you come and go.
You're drunk. Get out.
And stop peeking
through my windows.
Hey, come on, come on,
what are you so stuck-up for?
He fixed that phony
beauty contest you won.
Hey. Mr. Krest?
Yeah, what?
The Sentinel's picking up something
large on the monitor, sir.
I think you'd
better take a look.
I don't believe this.
What the hell is it now?
It's just a manta ray.
Get the probe back in.
Yes, sir.
He said you're okay.
Take care of him.
Make a sound and you're dead.
You.
What are you doing in here?
Krest gave me his cabin.
He's next door.
Where's Sanchez?
He's not on board.
I don't know where he is.
You're his girlfriend.
He doesn't tell me anything.
Open it. I need to talk to you.
Answer it.
Just a moment.
What do you want?
Somebody slipped aboard.
Did you see anybody?
No, I was sleeping. Go away.
Mr. Krest. They're back.
Bolt your door.
Who whipped you? Sanchez?
It was my fault.
I did something wrong,
made him angry.
Nice work, Clive.
Thanks, Mr. Krest. Guess what?
His name was Sharkey.
- Get rid of the boat.
- We've got work to do.
You'd better find
yourself a new lover.
Don't you men
know any other way?
It's Sanchez's way.
You seem to like it.
You know nothing.
Please go.
If they find you here,
we'll both be killed.
Stay here.
We got everything
useful out of her.
That's it. Take her
out and sink her.
Okay, Clive. Cast off!
Compliments of Sharkey.
Man overboard!
Get him!
Don't let him get away!
What's wrong?
Get back in your
cabin and stay there.
The guy must have
drowned, Mr. Krest.
Don't be so sure. Find him!
Come on!
Launch Sentinel!
Yes, sir!
Stand by to
dive when I tell you.
Numbers one and two, dive!
I can see something
reflecting over there!
There's too much
turbulence to be sure.
Wavekrest! Wavekrest!
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