Never Say Never Again

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You walk in a room.

A woman can feel the heat.

One look is a guarantee.

Nights could be long and sweet.

The message is clear.

Like nothing I've ever known.

But from all that I hear.

Forget about long-range plans.

'Cause this man's got his own.

To get mixed up with.

A man who says never.

May be big trouble, but then

I just could be the woman to take you.

And make you never say never again.

Never, never say never again.

Never, never say never again.

Never, never say never again.

Never, never say never again.

You've got all the moves.

No matter your attitude or your mood

I'll come through.

The touch of your voice.

The feel of your eyes on me.

You leave me no choice.

Though I know there's danger there

I don't care, let it be.

To get in bed with.

A man who says never.

May have no future, but then

I just could be the woman to reach you.

And teach you to never say never again

I'll beg you I'll get you

I'll reach you I'll teach you

I'll take you I'll make you.

One minute, 47 seconds, sir.

Not too shabby, sir.

But dead, 007. Dead!

You should have studied

the plot more carefully.

Fanatical revolutionaries

kidnap a millionaire's daughter

and hold her captive for eight weeks.

Of course she could have been brainwashed.

Could have turned.

Evidently she did.

With due respect, sir,

I played your war games for two

weeks and I only got killed once.

Twice.

You've forgotten the land

mine on the Black Sea beach.

Correction, sir. I lost both legs.

I did not die.

You were immobilized.

It can never be the same

playing with blanks.

It is somewhat different in the field.

With your life on the line, you...

Well, your adrenaline gives you an edge.

But is your edge sharp enough?

That's the difference between

a double-0 and a corpse.

Since you took over, sir, you've

had little use for the double-0's.

I've spent most of my

time teaching, not doing.

I'll make you no secret.

I hold your methods in much less regard

than my illustrious predecessor did.

But my duty is to keep you up to par.

Too many free radicals,

that's your problem.

Free radicals, sir?

Yeah, they're toxins that

destroy the body and the brain.

Caused by eating too much

red meat and white bread

and too many dry martinis.

Then I shall cut out the white bread, sir.

You'll do more than that, 007.

From now on, you will be suffering a

strict regimen of diet and exercise.

We shall purge those toxins from you.

Shrublands? You've got it.

Have you got an assignment, James?

Yes. Yes, Moneypenny.

I'm to eliminate all free radicals.

Oh!

Do be careful.

Come on, now. Keep up with me.

Welcome to Shrublands, sir.

Thank you.

My word. They don't make

them like this anymore.

You're right.

It's still in pretty good shape.

This way, sir.

Your body's got enough scar

tissue for an entire regiment.

Right. But it's still in pretty good shape.

We'll be the judge of that, Mr. Bond.

Our job is not just to rehabilitate you.

It's to re-educate you.

I want to open your mind to the virtues of

nutrition, proper exercise, meditation,

and, hopefully, spiritual enlightenment.

I'd like you to see the iridologist

at 4:
00, have a colonic at 5:00,

and then you can cut along

to the light-dining room

and have a refreshing cup of parsley tea.

Mr. Bond, I need a urine sample.

If you could fill this beaker for me.

From here?

Box 274 and quickly, please.

We have invested extensively

in the Middle East and Central America

to promote insurgency and revolution.

Fortunately, our capital outlay

has been handsomely offset

by the resultant sales of

armaments and missiles.

You will note that we have supplied

both rebels and government forces

on an equal basis.

In matters of death, SPECTRE

is strictly impartial.

Now for the future.

SPECTRE's most audacious enterprise of any,

next to which our previous

ventures are inconsequential.

Our esteemed Number One is in complete

charge of the entire operation,

which will henceforth be

called "The Tears of Allah."

He will now join us.

According to plans, an

American Air Force officer

has been introduced to a

cruel mistress, heroin.

I understand he is now our

willing and obedient servant.

A surgical operation has

been performed on him.

As a result of a corneal implant,

his right eye print is now an exact replica

of that of the President

of the United States.

He will soon be moved to a

convalescent clinic near London.

I have chosen Number 12 to

have the responsibility

of taking the most tender loving

care of Captain Jack Petachi.

I beg your pardon.

Is there no speed limit here?

She's not staff. She must be

one of those private nurses.

My name is Bond.

You're Mr. Bond. I believe I'm

having you in half an hour.

Splendid! Your room or mine?

Mine.

That's it. Okay, now just move

back on the couch for me, please.

That's it. Right. Now, let's

have this arm on the shoulder.

This one... No, underneath there.

That's good.

Okay, now just relax.

Yes, there are slight lesions

of the thoracic vertebrae.

Now, just hold still.

Yes. Some sacroiliac strain

at the base of the spine.

You know, there is a more beneficial

therapy for a man's lower back.

Oh, really? And what might that be?

I thought I'd surprise you, James.

Well, you have. Come in.

No, no, no, no. I can't come in.

You know if they found me here

they'd fire me on the spot.

I won't let anyone find you. Don't worry.

I have my reputation to think of.

I don't think you got your reputation

by living on a diet of wild rice.

So, lentil delight. Dandelion salad.

Goat's cheese.

Beluga caviar. Quail's eggs. Vodka.

Foie gras.

Strasbourg.

Jack's been smoking again!

Jack was ordered not to smoke.

Smoking is dirty.

It gets into Jack's eye.

Jack must do as he's told if he wants

his fast cars and his pretty clothes.

And if he wants to keep his

sister alive, he's got to...

You leave Domino out of this!

James?

Get up!

Now let's just take a look, shall we?

Very good.

With a contact lens, both eyes

will look exactly the same.

Now, darling must do his little

trickie in eight seconds.

Then nursie will give baby his candy.

P-3-4-1.

Come on, Jack.

Oh, damn.

Try it again, darling!

- Who's that?

- A man!

At the window!

Don't move.

Did he see you?

I don't know.

I guess he could have.

Do you know him?

Oh, yes. 007.

- Good morning, Mr. Bond.

- Good morning.

Miss Fearing tells me you're

making fine progress.

Oh, yes.

But I must say, you're looking

a bit peaked this morning.

I was up all night.

Don't overdo it.

A herbal enema should fix you up.

Thank you.

Sounds terrific.

I'll be done in a minute.

Heavy, Mr. Bond?

Let's try again.

You lunatics.

I send you to a health farm

to get yourself in shape.

Instead you demolish it.

I've had to notify the local police,

pull out the special branch,

get the minister to muzzle the press

and allocate a sizeable

chunk of my meager budget

to renovating the establishment!

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