Moonraker Page #2

the gravity force you feel

when shot into space.

The speed is controlled by

the instructor from up there.

Why not try it?

Why not?

Strap yourself in firmly.

Yes, Doctor.

Now your arms.

That's to prevent you

from knocking yourself out.

BOND:
I see.

How fast does it go?

It can go up to 20 Gs,

but that would be fatal.

Three Gs is equivalent

to take-off pressure.

Most people

pass out at seven.

You make a great saleswoman.

You don't have to worry.

This is what we call

a "Chicken Switch. "

You just keep your

finger on that button,

the moment the pressure

gets too much for you,

release the button

and the power's cut off.

Just like that?

(SWITCH CLICKS)

Come on, Mr. Bond.

A 70-year-old

can take 3 Gs.

Well, the trouble is

there is never a 70-year-old

around when you need one.

GOODHEAD:
You want me?

Mr. Drax says

to telephone him.

All right,

I'll call him

from my office.

You go ahead.

I'll be right back.

The instructor will

supervise the session.

Enjoy yourself.

Yes. We're taking

good care of him.

I don't know what

could've happened.

Something must've

gone wrong with

the controls.

Let me help you.

My mother gave me

a list of things

not to do on a first date.

Maybe you won't need it.

That's not what I came for.

No. What do you want then?

Would your feelings

be shattered if I were

to say information?

Why should l

tell you anything?

Why, indeed?

You presume

a great deal, Mr. Bond.

What goes on here

besides the manufacture

of Moonraker?

And the astronaut

training program?

There are

other laboratories,

but not much is

happening now.

No?

They were working

on something very secret,

but everything's been moved.

Where to?

I don't know.

What about that

list of your mother's?

I never learned to read.

(MOANING)

What are you doing?

You whetted my appetite

for information.

Is there a safe

in here? Thank you.

James, no.

That's amazing.

There you are, you see?

You have a heart of gold.

Eighteen karat.

(CLICKING)

You must go.

Well, you go first.

I'll turn off the lights.

Thank you.

Take care of yourself.

And you.

(ALL CALLING)

(GUN FIRING)

(HORN SOUNDING)

(GROWLING)

Ah, my dear Bond.

This is Mademoiselle Deladier

and La Signorina del Mateo.

Ladies.

DRAX:
I'll see you at lunch.

A pity you leave us.

Such good sport.

Unless you're a pheasant.

(CHUCKLING) Really,

Mr. Bond. Take my gun,

a stray bird may fly over.

I only stopped to thank you

for your hospitality.

Fraser will get you

to the airport

in plenty of time.

Come now.

(GUN COCKING)

I doubt if I'm

in your class.

Oh, you're too modest,

Mr. Bond.

(CHIRPING)

Over there.

You missed, Mr. Bond.

Did l?

As you said,

such good sport.

You called for me,

Mr. Drax.

You were with Bond

last night in my study.

No, l...

You showed him the safe.

I didn't.

I'm terminating

your employment.

You will leave immediately.

(DOG BARKING)

(BELL TOLLING)

Franco, I'll call you

to tell you where to meet me.

(AGREEING IN ITALIAN)

Could I interest

you in something?

Why, I'm tempted to

say yes immediately.

But I think maybe

I'd better have

a look around.

Please. Go anywhere

you wish.

(DOOR CLOSES)

GUIDE:
And in 1955,

the Venini Museum

and Glass Works

was taken over by

Drax Industries.

And here,

ladies and gentlemen,

we have some of

the rarest examples

of the glassblower's art.

As you know,

everything was done

absolutely by hand.

Here is a vase done

by Lorenzo Graziati,

sometime between

1850 and 1860.

If you'd like to

follow me over here.

This exquisite

bowl was fashioned

about 1520,

over 450 years ago.

If it ever came

on the market,

it would certainly

fetch a price

in excess of one million

American dollars.

But if any of you

are thinking of taking it...

(ALARM BLARING)

(ALL LAUGHING)

GUIDE:
Now, we have here

a very early 17th century dish

with an aquamarine medallion.

Over here, we have

something very,

very interesting.

This glass-handled sword,

the only one of its kind

in the world,

was owned by General Menotti

in the late 18th century

and is the work of Bruno...

(DOOR OPENS)

(MEN CHATTERING)

14th century.

Dr. Goodhead.

I can only hope

your presence here

is a coincidence, Mr. Bond.

I dislike being spied on.

Well, don't we all?

You're staying

at the Danieli,

aren't you?

Yes. How did you know?

Well, I like to

keep abreast of things.

May I ask what

you're doing in Venice?

I'm addressing a seminar

of the European

Space Commission.

My, heavy stuff.

But there again,

I keep forgetting

that you are

more than just

a very beautiful woman.

If you're trying

to be ingratiating,

Mr. Bond, don't bother.

I have more important

things on my mind.

Ah, that's what I'd like

to talk to you about.

Dinner this evening?

This evening I'm

giving my address.

Well, then, can you

think of reason

why we don't have

a drink afterwards?

Not immediately.

But I'm sure I shall.

Franco.

(MOTOR BOAT APPROACHING)

(COUGHING)

(ORCHESTRAL MUSIC PLAYING)

(YELLING IN ITALIAN)

(DOOR OPENS)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

(MEN CHATTERING)

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

(ALARM BLARING)

(CHOCKING)

(SHOUTING)

(ALARM BLARING)

(ALARM STOPS)

(SHOUTING)

(MAN SINGING IN ITALIAN)

(CRASHING)

(ALL CLAMORING)

Play it again, Sam.

(EXCLAIMING)

(GASPING)

What the hell

are you doing here?

Convalescing.

Your friend Cha

just tried to kill me.

And you think

I had something

to do with it?

Well, the thought

had flashed across my mind.

What's Drax up to

in that laboratory?

Why don't you

ask him yourself?

You leaving me

your telephone number?

I don't see the point.

Ah, now I do.

Not what I want to

get stuck with tonight.

James, why don't you

pour yourself a drink, huh?

Thank you.

Daily diary.

Fairly deadly diary.

Bollinger.

If it's '69,

you were expecting me.

Trifle overpowering,

your scent.

(BEEPING)

Standard CIA equipment.

And the CIA placed you

with Drax, correct?

Very astute of you, James.

Oh, not really.

I have friends

in low places.

Could this possibly

be the moment for us

to pool our resources?

It could have

its compensations.

Where are you planning

on going from here?

I'm not planning

on going anywhere.

Oh, I suppose

you're right, Holly.

We would be better

off working together.

Detente?

Agreed.

Understanding?

Possibly.

Cooperation?

Maybe.

Trust?

Out of the question.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Send the night porter up

for my bags immediately,

please.

(GUARD SPEAKING ITALIAN)

I hope you know what

you're doing, Bond.

I've played bridge

with this fellow Drax.

007 doesn't usually

push the panic button

unless it's

something serious.

I should hope not.

Good morning, Inspector.

Good morning.

I see you've

covered everything

with our Italian friends.

Yes, sir.

(SPEAKING ITALIAN)

Is this it?

Yes, sir.

(SPEAKING ITALIAN)

Gas masks?

We can't afford to take

any chances, Minister.

DRAX:
Frederick Gray.

What a surprise.

And in distinguished company,

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