Live and Let Die

Synopsis: Several British agents have been murdered and James Bond is sent to New Orleans, to investigate these mysterious deaths. Mr. Big comes to his knowledge, who is self-producing heroin. Along his journeys he meets Tee Hee who has a claw for a hand, Baron Samedi the voodoo master and Solitaire a tarot card reader. Bond must travel to New Orleans, and deep into the Bayou.
Director(s): Guy Hamilton
Production: MGM Home Entertainment
  Nominated for 1 Oscar. Another 3 wins & 2 nominations.
 
IMDB:
6.8
Metacritic:
55
Rotten Tomatoes:
66%
PG
Year:
1973
121 min
1,471 Views


..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,

the record a clear one.

Since my historic statement ofprinciples

was delivered and acted upon

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.

- The first booth will do.

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,

go out to LA and clean it up

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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Tom Mankiewicz

Thomas Frank "Tom" Mankiewicz (June 1, 1942 – July 31, 2010) was an American screenwriter/director/producer of motion pictures and television, best known for his work on the James Bond films and his contributions to Superman: The Movie and the television series Hart to Hart. He was the son of Joseph Mankiewicz and nephew of Herman Mankiewicz. more…

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