On Her Majesty's Secret Service Page #7

calling unidentified aircraft, over.

I repeat. This is Zrich Information

calling unidentified aircraft...

That helicopter is one of three.

None have answered air control.

- And?

- There are suspect aircraft in the vicinity.

Pilot's name and destination, over.

Zrich, this is Foxtrot Golf Sierra,

leading Red Cross helicopter flight.

Carrying Red Cross medical supplies

to Italy. What's the trouble? Over.

We have no record of your flight plan

or registration, over.

I repeat, we have no record

of your flight plan or registration, over.

Then your registrations

must be out of date, over.

Foxtrot Golf Sierra, this is Zrich

Information. Land at Zrich and report.

I say again,

land at Zrich and report, over.

Do you wish to commit murder?

I told you, this is a mercy flight

carrying blood plasma

and emergency equipment

for the victims

of the Italian flood disaster at Rovigo.

I repeat, mercy flight!

D'you understand me?

- Golf Sierra?

- Yes?

Zrich. Very well, you may proceed, out.

You see, it is nothing.

That's settled it.

In case one of us is delayed on the way

home, it's better to have a rendezvous.

Before we start getting sentimental,

I think we're being followed.

I've been thinking

about your proposition.

Please tell me more.

This is military air control.

There is no record of your mission.

Alter course to Zrich and land.

Fighters have been dispatched

to intercept you.

I suggest you check your records again.

Carefully. Over.

I repeat, return to Zrich and land, over.

Check with Geneva.

Check with the Red Cross in Geneva.

Meanwhile, call off your air force.

It is making my passengers sick.

Foxtrot Golf Sierra,

you are carrying passengers?

Of course I am.

Distinguished representatives

of the world press.

They've had enough

of your nonsense. So have I.

Over and out.

There's a lot more to tell,

but there'll be plenty of time later.

- Take me to the Alpine room.

- Oh?

Are you unhappy here?

Oh, I want to see the dawn.

Ah, so poetic a pleasure.

What were all the world's charms

to mighty Paris

when he found that first dawn

in the arms of his Helen?

And when do you expect the signal

accepting your terms?

Any time before midnight tonight.

"Thy dawn, O Master of the World,

thy dawn.

"For thee the sunlight

creeps across the lawn.

"For thee the ships

are drawn down to the waves.

"For thee the markets throng

with myriad slaves.

"For thee the hammer on the anvil rings.

"For thee

"the poet of beguilement sings."

- Helicopters!

- Get our positions covered!

Argh!

Look to the girl!

Ah...

Urgh!

- Tracy! Darling!

- Thank God, Teresa.

James, wait!

- Guns make me nervous.

- You've done your share.

Get her to safety!

Come on, let's go!

You,

get the circuits set up now. Let's go!

Argh!

- All points covered?

- Yes, sir.

- All set to blow?

- Fuse is set for exactly

five minutes, ten seconds.

The place will be sealed off for ever.

Will that give the Englishman

time to get out?

He knows the schedule.

- Where are you going?

- Where's James?

He'll join us soon.

- We can't leave him!

- He doesn't need you.

- I will not go without him!

- You'll have to.

Spare the rod and spoil the child, eh?

Five, four, three,

two, one.

Now!

Ah!

He's branched off!

Ah! Oh!

Never mind that!

Go and get the brandy, huh?

Five-star Hennessy, of course.

Your Royal Highnesses,

my lords, ladies and gentlemen,

the toast is the bride and bridegroom,

Mr and Mrs James Bond.

Mr and Mrs James Bond!

- Good luck, Teresa.

- Thank you.

Anyway, it is a pleasure

to meet the man who cost me

three of my best operators.

Yes. November '64-the bullion job.

You even got away with

quite a chunk of the haul.

Tell me, I've always...

Congratulations, 007. I must confess

I've sometimes thought you a little, erm...

- Irresponsible?

- Exactly! That's the word. Thank you!

- This time, my boy, I can't complain.

- Nor can I.

- Teresa.

- Yes, Papa?

Look, James, I know that

we haven't always exactly seen...

Well, don't forget,

if there's anything you need...

Thank you, but this time I have

the gadgets and I know how to use them.

Au revoir.

Remember, obey your husband

in all things. You promise me?

But of course I will.

As I always obeyed you.

Of course.

Well, James, I wish you luck.

For the first and last time, remember?

An old proverb.

"Her price is far above rubies",

or even your million pounds.

Teresa, just because you're Mrs Bond,

don't forget my birthday next year.

- Have I ever?

- Both of you, or maybe all of you!

Come on, James!

Very happy. Be happy, my darling.

Come on.

On your way.

- Au revoir.

- Goodbye!

Drive carefully.

Miss Moneypenny,

what would you do without me?

I always cry at weddings.

007 never had any respect

for government property.

I haven't given you a wedding present yet.

I had an idea about that.

Three girls, three boys.

- Pleased?

- Mm, not bad for a start.

But, darling,

now we have all the time in the world.

Say it with flowers!

He's got a point, we do

look like an ad for a flower shop!

And that reminds me,

I didn't even send you flowers.

Anyway, you have given me

a wedding present.

The best I could have.

A future.

Mrs Bond, shut...

...up!

And don't eat it all at once.

- He loves me.

- Instinctively.

- Infuriatingly.

- Intensely.

In...

- In...

- In? In?

- In.

- Indubitably.

First a boy, then a girl.

It's Blofeld!

It's Blofeld.

It's all right.

It's quite all right, really.

She's having a rest.

We'll be going on soon.

There's no hurry, you see?

We have all the time in the world.

English - US

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