Live and Let Die
- PG
- Year:
- 1973
- 121 min
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..was so ably pointed out
by the Secretary-General
in his opening remarks.
But - and I must emphasise this point -
no formula can, or will,
ever cover each case.
For instance...
..when three or more applicants
have been recognised,
which is in direct contradiction to...
Whose funeral is it?
Yours.
One more time again.
Not married, by any chance, are you?
Good morning, 007.
Good... good morning.
Insomnia, sir?
Instructions.
You haven't much time.
I'll explain as you pack.
Pack, sir?
Three agents have been killed
in the last 24 hours.
Dawes in New York, Hamilton in
New Orleans and Baines in the Caribbean.
Baines. I rather liked Baines.
We shared the same boot maker.
Coffee,
sir?
I take it these killings are connected?
That's precisely
what you're going to find out.
Baines was working on a small
Caribbean island called San Monique.
Dawes was in New York,
keeping an eye on its prime minister,
one Dr Kananga.
Hamilton was on loan to the Americans
in New Orleans.
Is that all it does?
By the way, congratulations.
The ltalians were most impressed
by the way you handled the Rome affair.
Thank you, sir.
Sugar?
Thanks.
The authorities
were more than helpful.
There's one small complaint.
They seem to be missing
one of their agents.
A Miss... Caruso.
You wouldn't happen to know
where she is?
Miss Moneypenny.
- Morning, Moneypenny.
- Good morning, sir.
- It's only the hour that's indecent.
- Really?
I've got your ticket to New York.
Q has repaired your wristwatch.
- And some background on San Monique.
- Thank you, Moneypenny.
I'm sure the overburdened British
taxpayer will be fascinated to know
will how the Special Ordnance Section
disburses its funds.
In future, Commander, may I suggest
a perfectly adequate watchmaker
just down the street.
Good God!
Pulling out this button turns the watch
into a hyper-intensified magnetic field,
powerful enough to deflect
the path of a bullet
- at long range - or so Q claims.
- I feel tempted to test that theory now.
If you don't mind, Commander, my spoon.
Sorry, sir.
Thank you.
Dr Kananga is at present in New York.
The CIA have been informed.
They are helping with surveillance.
Your flight arrives at 1 1 .30am.
Now, where did I leave my coat?
Allow me.
Thank you.
Come along, Miss Moneypenny.
- Morning, Bond.
- Sir.
Miss Moneypenny.
Thank you.
Goodbye, James.
Or should I say... ciao, bello?
Such a delicate touch.
Sheer magnetism, darling.
A man comes.
He travels quickly.
He has purpose.
He comes over water.
He travels with others.
He will oppose.
He brings violence and destruction.
Hello.
- Mr Leiter for you, sir.
- Thank you.
Hello, Felix. How are you?
Traffic permitting,
I should be with you in halfan hour.
Then you can buy me
the best lunch in New York.
Hi, James. Your friend Kananga
has just left the UN.
He's probably headed back
to his embassy.
No, don't worry. The place is eyeballed,
wired for sound - the works.
Right. I'll see you in a half-hour.
Easy, Charlie.
Let's get there in one piece.
Charlie?
Right, stand by.
Here comes Kananga's limousine.
Out he gets
with the usual goon squad
and the girl.
Time:
1 1 .46.What is that?!
Felix? You know I hate to trouble you,
but I've run into a little bother.
You what?!
Get me a make on a white pimpmobile.
3-4-7. Nelson David George.
It would seem, Dr Kananga,
that the conference has not
Iived up to your expectations.
We can only hope that
this is a temporary setback.
However, I do have
some observations to make.
Take a letter, please.
To Secretary-General,
Pan-lsland Unity Conference.
Sir...
I wish to point out...
that...
too many
of our island neighbours
have once again let themselves be...
bullied by United States industry.
The story is an old one,
Since my historic statement ofprinciples
some six months ago,
our economic outlook
has improved dramatically.
By exercising our policy of friendship
to all with favouritism towards none,
new respect for the entire area
has been injected.
And even though some ofmy...
James? That car is registered
to a shop at 33 East 65th Street.
That's only a block away from here.
Right. Take your time, buddy.
Kananga's knitting a flag in there.
It might be the easiest thing to do.
Something... in heads?
Just browsing, thank you.
Five dollars.
Do you think you could
giftwrap it for me, please?
Lengthwise, if you don't mind.
Thank you.
..remains my first concern.
Thus San Monique's obligations to
her island neighbours would seem clear.
Those who fawn and crawl
in the face ofintimidation
must perforce look up
to those who stand, proudly,
wrapped in ajustifiable self-confidence.
The time has come,
painful as it may be,
to gaze out among our sister nations
in the area and see ifany stands...
He's tailing.
I got him in my sights.
- You know where you're goin', man?
- Uptown, I believe.
Uptown? We headin' into Harlem, man.
Just keep on the tail of that jukebox
and there's an extra $20 for you.
Man, for 20 bucks,
I'd take you to a Ku Klux Klan cookout.
1 25th. You got a honky on your tail.
He's heading east.
Can't miss him.
It's like following a cue ball.
That's the car.
They must have gone inside.
Pull up where you can.
Sure hope you make friends easy.
Right on, brother.
He's headin' on in!
Good afternoon.
- Bourbon and water, please.
Tell him neat, would you?
- No ice.
- That's extra, man.
I'd like something on the side as well.
Information.
Three men and a girl came in...
Relax, baby.
Mr Big's gonna take care of you
in a minute.
Black queen on the red king, Miss...?
Solitaire.
My name's Bond.
James Bond.
I know who you are,
what you are, and why you've come.
You've made a mistake.
You will not succeed.
Rather a sweeping statement,
considering we've never met.
The cards have followed you for me.
You get ripped off in Detroit,
you yell out to me! D'you hear?
Is he armed?
You can't be too careful in New York City.
Funny how the least little thing
amuses him.
Fascinating.
That's you, quite obviously.
An amazing resemblance.
Am I in there as well?
Pick a card.
Turn it over.
You have found yourself.
I'm telling you,
or I'm coming out there
and clean you up. And I mean that!
Is this the stupid mother
that tailed you uptown?
There seems to be some mistake.
My name...
Names is for tombstones, baby.
Y'all take this honky out
and waste him - now!
- "Waste him"? ls that a good thing?
- The reading is over.
Nothing about my future?
Us?
Now, promise you'll stay right there.
I shan't be long.
Thank you.
Keep your hands up, honky.
What's he think this is?
Blow his friggin' head off.
Drop it!
Now.
Harold Strutter, CIA. Where were you
when I didn't need you?
It got obvious
you weren't coming out front.
Not even with that clever disguise
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