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Casino Royale Script
Mr Bond?
Yes?
Im Lieutenant Mathis
of the Special Police.
These are my credentials.
They appear to be in order.
Come with me.
They used to say a good spy
is a pure spy, inside and out.
Roses, Tanagra figurines and Debussy.
He plays Debussy every afternoon
from sunset until its too dark
to read the music.
Stands on his head a lot, eats royal jelly.
Lets his intestines down
and washes them by hand.
Something he learned
during his sojourn in Tibet.
M, what gives?
I forgot to mention lions.
- Lions and more lions.
- Were surrounded by lions.
I did not come here
to be devoured by symbols of monarchy!
I warn you, M, if this is a trap...
Calm yourselves, gentlemen.
Its no trap, I assure you.
The lions are only curious.
He has few visitors.
That I can believe.
A veritable Eden, is it not, gentlemen?
Eden without an Eve is an absurdity.
A good spy is a pure spy.
Not good. Great.
The greatest spy in history, gentlemen.
The true, one and only,
original James Bond.
- The gentlemen are here, Sir James.
- Thank you.
- My dear Bond.
- My dear M.
Ransome, CIA, Sir James.
J-Junior cipher c-clerk in m-my day,
werent you, Ransome?
Yes, sir. JCC, class G, SIC to SCCT.
CIA, Washington DC.
Smernov, KGB, Sir James.
Ah, yes. L-Labour camp inspector.
Ikon GPU, Siberian sector.
I remember your ch-chap Lenin very well.
First-class organiser, second-class mind.
Le Grand, Sir James.
Deuxime bureau.
Promoted at last from the vice detail?
How incredibly well you look, James.
Time, my dear M,
does not exist within these walls.
- They aint for real.
- Yes, a far cry from our embattled world.
In my day
spying was an alternative to war.
The spy was a member
of a select and immaculate priesthood,
vocationally d-devoted,
sublimely disinterested.
Hardly a description
of that sexual acrobat
who leaves a t-trail of beautiful dead
women like blown roses behind him.
- You mean...
- You know very well who I mean.
That b-bounder
to whom you gave my name and number.
My dear James, when you left us
we were a small service,
under-financed, ludicrously ill-equipped.
It was essential
that your legend be maintained.
Without a James Bond
no one would have respected us.
Him and his wretched g-gadgets.
We must make use
of the weapons of our time.
So I observe.
You, Ransome, with your trick carnation
that s-spits cyanide.
You ought to be ashamed.
The Russians started it.
And you, Smernov, with an armoury
concealed in your grotesque boots.
Listen to them tinkle.
And you, Le Grand, with a different
deadly poison in each of your fly buttons.
And you, M,
with your flame-throwing fountain pens.
Y-Y-Youre joke-shop spies, gentlemen.
We are in the last half
of the th century, Sir James.
- Even you have to face it.
- Why should l, when I can face that?
Look at my garden.
Out there, there is a black rose.
Not dark red, but black.
As a ravens wing at midnight.
I would not exchange one single petal
for anything your world has to offer,
including an Aston M-Martin
with lethal accessories.
You have only contempt for
the proletariat, Sir James. This we know.
If I didnt know better, Id say
youd lost your faith in democracy.
You can break the glass,
but you cant hold back the weather.
Things are bad. Ive lost agents in the
last fortnight - seven killed, four missing.
- Is my namesake among them?
- He may well be tomorrow.
Eight of ours were given the works -
two in the Pentagon.
- .
- KGB is depleted.
I cannot disclose exact figures.
The enemy has penetrated
our most secret inner circles.
- He reads our very mind.
- For all we know,
he has his eye on us now.
Are you quite sure
he is not one or m-more of you?
- No, no.
- Absolutely sure.
Until this danger is past, we must
stand united in the defence of all spies,
great or small, regardless of nationality.
Calamity makes strange b-bedfellows,
but why, in the strength of your unity,
do you disturb a gentleman
in his retirement?
We need your inspirational leadership.
Please give us the benefit of
your incomparable powers of deduction.
- For all freedom-loving peoples.
- For the glorious socialist revolution.
If I may interrupt this flow of clichs,
it is now that time of day
I have set apart for Debussy.
Can this be the man
who won a Victoria Cross at Mafeking?
The hero of the Ashanti Uprising?
What genius to be wasted
in the service of a crumbling empire.
Why, at the height of his powers,
did Bond decide to retire?
Mata Hari, my dear friend.
- Whats the connection?
- The woman in his life.
- I dont get it.
- It was his painful duty
to lure her across the Spanish frontier
into France,
where we stood her
in front of a firing squad.
He really loved that woman.
Well, James?
Im sorry, old man,
but what you ask is quite impossible.
Perhaps this will change your decision.
My record speaks my loyalty.
But no, not even for her, McTarry.
Sorry, James.
Theres McTarrys signal. Stand by.
- Zero.
- On.
- Fire!
- Fire!
Up !
- Authority to Control.
- Go ahead.
Proceed with Smersh Plan B.
Sir James Bond is back, with his mor