Spectre Page #4

Here you are, sir.

One prolytic digestive enzyme shake.

Do me a favor, will you?

Throw that down the toilet.

Cut out the middleman.

No! Stay.

What do you want?

What are you doing?

Can't any of you speak?

Come on!

Argh, don't touch me!

Hey!

You need to take a breath and calm down.

You're in shock.

Get away from me!

Just get away!

Did it cross your mind

that you led them to me?

I haven't got time for this.

You need to tell me everything

you know about L'Amricain.

Go to hell!

I gave your father my word!

And why should I trust you?

Because my father did?

Because right now,

Dr. Swann,

I'm your best chance

of staying alive.

Dr. Swann, Q.

Q, Dr. Swann.

Hello.

Enchanted.

Bond, we need

to talk. Alone.

She knows.

But, Bond...

She knows.

What have you got?

I owe you an apology, 007.

You are onto something.

Oberhauser is still alive.

The ring proves it.

And it seems they were

all part of one organization.

Le Chiffre, Quantum, Sciarra,

your friend Mr. Silva.

And do you know

who links them all?

Him.

Exactly.

This organization,

do you know what it's called?

- No.

- Spectre.

Its name is Spectre.

How does she know that?

Because my father

was part of it.

Then I think that

you ought to see this.

You're looking at pictures

from South Africa right now

of what appears to be

a huge explosion.

Q, go back to London.

M's gonna need your help.

And keep tracking me.

I will.

And, Bond, you have

to find L'Amricain.

He's our only link

to Oberhauser.

It's not a person.

It's a place.

Thank you.

This is where they spent

their wedding night.

They came back every year.

Then they brought me

with them, too.

He kept coming back,

even after the divorce.

Well, then I'm sorry.

What for?

Ah-ha!

What is it?

It's your inheritance.

Want some?

No, thank you.

You don't know

what you're missing.

This can't be it.

Well, here's to your father.

I promised myself I would never

be hurt by that man again.

I cut off all contact.

I didn't want anything to do

with him or his sick life.

And then, with his dying breath

he sends me you.

Ironic, no?

You shouldn't be so hard on him.

The man I just met should

have been dead weeks ago.

The only reason his heart

was still beating was you.

I'll mourn my father

in my own time, Mr. Bond.

And, now, I'm going to bed.

Oh.

Don't think for one moment this

is where I fall into your arms,

seeking solace

for my dead daddy.

You sit there.

Keep watch.

That's what you're good at.

Come anywhere near me

and I'll kill you.

I don't doubt it.

Look. There are two of you.

Two Jameses.

Lucky me.

What am I doing here?

To liars...

...and killers.

To liars...

...and killers...

...everywhere.

Who sent you?

Who are you working for?

Now, where did you go?

Of course.

What is it?

Nothing.

What's this?

It's coordinates.

Your father was scanning for

a particular satellite phone.

He was looking for someone.

He was looking for him.

And he sent me here

to finish the job.

I'm coming with you.

No, you're not.

I like you alive.

I can look after myself.

That's beside the point.

I might not be coming back.

I know.

But I want to understand

what happened to my father.

So, where was he going?

Nowhere.

Thank you so much. Thanks.

All the very best.

What's going on?

The meeting was brought forward.

Did you not get the message?

No, we didn't.

Shortest meeting I can remember.

South Africans on board,

I take it?

Yeah, well, who can blame them?

Nine Eyes is now

officially sanctioned.

The new system goes live

in less than 72 hours.

It's a major step forward.

Global intelligence cooperation

changes everything.

As you said before.

Look.

They've asked me

to head the new committee.

Yes? And?

And I should tell you I've

spoken with the Home Secretary.

And in light of the new

information I've given him,

he's decided to close down the double-0

program with immediate effect.

You don't know

what you're doing.

It's not personal.

It's the future.

And...

You're not.

You're a cocky little bastard,

aren't you?

I'll take that as a compliment.

I wouldn't.

This isn't over yet.

Would you press this for me?

Thank you. Yes, sir.

Pick it up.

I hate guns.

I promised him I'd protect you.

The first thing to do is to teach

you how to protect yourself.

What if I shoot you by mistake?

Wouldn't be the first time.

Pick it up.

I said, I hate guns.

SIG 226.

Front sight.

Rear sight. Hammer.

You just point it.

You squeeze the trigger.

You try not to close your eyes.

Please, try it.

I don't have to

teach you anything, do I?

A man once came to our house

to kill my father.

He didn't know I was upstairs

playing in my bedroom.

Or that Papa kept

a Beretta Nine-millimeter

under the sink with the bleach.

That's why I hate guns.

I think we'll skip

hand-to-hand combat.

Good evening, sir.

Sorry to interrupt your supper,

but we have some news.

Evening, sir.

Using the Smart Blood,

I've tracked Bond

to a point here in North Africa.

See, every known map

registers it as empty desert.

Exactly. But if you look at the satellite

blowup, you can clearly see this.

We can't help him.

But, sir, we know

where he's heading.

C is watching everything we do.

We're only handing them

more information.

Sir, we can't just desert Bond.

We have to.

We only make him weaker.

But, sir,

we know exactly where he is.

Yes, I know, but if we can track him,

so can others.

Delete all

the Smart Blood files.

Everything.

He's on his own.

You shouldn't stare.

Well, you shouldn't

look like that.

May I get you an apritif?

I'm not sure.

It gets me into trouble.

Makes me do crazy things.

Well, we can't have that.

So, I'll have

a vodka martini, dirty.

Make that two.

I have a question.

Well, what's that?

Why, given every

other possible option,

does a man choose the

life of a paid assassin?

Well, it was that

or the priesthood.

I'm serious.

Is this really what you want?

Living in the shadows?

Hunting? Being hunted?

Always looking behind you?

Always alone?

But I'm not alone.

Answer the question.

I'm not sure I ever

had a choice.

Anyway, I don't stop

to think about it.

What would happen if you did?

Stop?

Yes.

I don't know.

Your drinks, sir.

Could you leave

them there, please.

You know, I think you're wrong.

I am?

We always have a choice.

I'll drink to that.

Sh*t.

What do we do now?

This might be a long wait.

Are you having second thoughts?

Too late now.

What's that?

That is a 1948 Rolls-Royce

Silver Wraith.

Please.

I'm scared, James.

Good afternoon,

Mr. Bond, Dr. Swann.

I want you to know just how excited

we all are to finally meet you.

Well,

it's a pleasure to be here.

Your host invites

you both to rest,

relax, and join him

for drinks at 4:
00.

- Tell our host we won't be late.

- Wonderful.

Before we show you to your rooms,

just one more thing.

Oh.

You be careful with that.

It's loaded.

Thank you.

This is a very special place.

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