Live and Let Die Page #3

Solitaire, go to sleep. You have made me

angry with you, and I have no wish to be.

Tee Hee...

Put down those cards!

It is a blasphemy!

They tell nothing

to those who cannot see.

But they do. That's a... a bit of luck.

Good luck, for both of us.

The cards say we will be lovers.

You are mistaken.

It's impossible. Forbidden for me.

Now you must go.

But you do believe,...

I mean really believe in the cards?

They have never lied to me.

Then they won't now.

Pick one.

You knew the answer before it was given.

Strangely enough, somehow,...

so did l.

So it's finally happened.

Just as it did to my mother...

and her mother before her.

Of course it did.

You're visual proof of that, aren't you?

Come on, cheer up, darling.

There has to be a first time for everyone.

Now tell me,

where's Kananga?

I cannot see.

- Oh, yes, the cards. I'll get them.

- No!

There's no need to be frightened.

You'll soon be rid of him, I promise.

I promise.

I just need a

Iittle bit of information, that's all.

The power...

I've lost it.

The High Priestess is wife

to the Prince no longer of this world.

The spiritual bridge to the secret church.

It was my fate.

By compelling me to earthly love,

the cards themselves

have taken away my powers.

Darling, I've...

a small confession to make.

Now, try not to be too upset.

The deck was slightly stacked

in my favour.

It makes no difference.

The physical violation cannot be undone.

When he finds out I've lost my power,...

he'll kill me.

Oh, now, come on.

He'll have to find you first.

Lovers' lesson number one:

we have no secrets.

For example, I have a boat waiting.

You can be on it.

All I have to know before we leave is...

what goes on back there in voodoo land.

Darling, three men and a girl

have been killed in the last four days.

Not counting the times

they've tried to stop me

from discovering

what Kananga's protecting.

Now, do you want to be

on that boat or not?

I simply read the cards for him.

I have never been there,

and he's never taken me there.

I've never dared to go.

But I've looked in the cards.

I've seen great riches there.

They'll kill you.

Us, darling.

They will kill us.

Lovers' lesson number two: togetherness.

Till death do us part, or thereabouts.

Is there time before we leave

for lesson number three?

Absolutely.

There's no sense in going off half-cocked.

- This way.

- How can you be so sure?

These scarecrows are to scare

people away. You're not scared, are you?

Lesson number four:

follow the scarecrows.

- Good morning, boss.

- Morning.

It's sure gonna be a beautiful day.

Yes, sir, a beautiful day!

They're heading for the hill.

They're here.

If he finds it, kill him.

Quick!

We've lost him. He has the girl.

They're somewhere under the nets.

At any cost - any - Bond must die.

Unit 2-5. We have picked them up.

Base to 2-5. Arrest Bond.

But I repeat, the girl is not to be touched.

Message received and understood.

Over and out.

Base to all units.

I repeat, the girl is not to be touched.

Get out of the way!

Sweet mother of pearl!

All change! End of the line!

Get down below, quickly!

Here, I'll do that. You get her started.

It appears... a bus.

James!

He'll be looking for me now.

I know he'll never stop.

Come on, darling.

It's all over.

Voodoo land was just poppy fields.

A simple matter of heroin smuggling.

I'll have a word with a man named Felix,

turn the case over to him,

and you and I will be off.

By the way, where would you like to go?

Anywhere where we can find

one of these.

How quickly can we make it

to New Orleans?

Santa Mina, four hours away...

You could catch a flight

and be there in the morning.

Get in touch with Felix. Tell him to meet

me there tomorrow. Royal Orleans Hotel.

Tampa is closer.

Hamilton was killed in New Orleans,

so there has to be a connection.

And this is a valuable piece

of merchandise we're carrying.

Which, with any luck, they'll want back.

Royal Orleans Hotel, please.

Are you sure this is the way

to New Orleans?

I don't know, but this sure

beats the hell out of Harlem, don't it?

Well, hello, Jim!

What's happenin', baby?

Just ease back now, Jim. Relax!

Mr Big wants to see you.

You made a mistake

back on that island, Bond.

You took something that didn't belong

to you, from a friend of Mr Big's.

That type of mistake

is tough to bounce back from.

- But I've only just arrived.

- Today is your lucky day, Jim!

You're going skydiving!

There's a helluva view of the lake

from 10,000 feet.

My only regret is I won't be there to see it.

Let's go!

- Good morning. You're...

- Mrs Bell.

You're not my instructor.

Where's Mr Bleeker?

Indisposed. I'll be giving the lesson.

What's on for today?

Let's just wing it, shall we, Mrs Bell?

You're over-revving.

- Leroy, slow down, for Pete's sake!

- Do what the man say!

I can't... I can't find the brake!

Close those doors!

Holy sh*t!

OK, Don. Don't worry,

I'll take care of it. Right.

Talk to you later.

I've got to go and give a lesson.

Same time tomorrow, Mrs Bell?

Yes, Mr Bleeker.

Yes, sir. I know you just can't

glue the wings back on.

Now, Mr Bleeker, I'm sure

there's no reason for name-calling.

That's fine. Don't forget the double vents.

I appreciate she's one of your best pupils.

That's a little frantic.

I'll keep the other three.

Any such suggestion

should be put in writing to Washington.

- How is Mrs Bell?

- Intensive care, but she'll pull through.

Yes, sir.

No one's questioning your patriotism.

I'm sure you're a veteran, sir.

Felix, find out if there's

a Fillet Of Soul restaurant in town.

We're way ahead of you. It's on

Docker Street. Strutter's watching it now.

Hell of a send-off.

This way.

- Where's Strutter?

- He's gotta be inside somewhere.

Two, gentlemen?

I got a nice booth over here,

just against the wall.

Do you think you could find something

a little closer to the stage?

- What's wrong with a booth?

- I once had a nasty turn in a booth.

- Bourbon. No ice, please.

- Two Sazeracs.

Where's your sense of adventure?

This is New Orleans. Relax!

- One of you Felix Leiter?

- Yeah, right here.

- Call for you. A guy called Strutter.

- Thanks.

For a minute, I thought Harry

was laying down on a job.

What happened to my...

- What happened to my friend?

- What happened? Listen.

Thanks for droppin' in, baby.

Yeah, you're one tough pig to nail down.

You've been picking at me

like some kind of maggot.

First, you go up to Harlem

and kill one of the brothers.

And that disturbed me.

And then you go and steal

this valuable young lady

from my good friend, Dr Kananga.

Now, old Kananga, he believes

in all that card crap.

I mean, he's mad.

Well, possession being

nine points of the law,

I would say Kananga

is your problem now.

Thank you.

In fact, if I were you,

I'd... watch my step from now on.

Yeah, well, you just let me handle

our business with the man.

I got my own plans for you, baby.

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