bottom of the
stairs and leans on the bannister.
THELMA
Darryl! Honey, youd better hurry
up.
DARRYL comes trotting down the stairs. Polyester was made
for this man, and hes dripping in "mens" jewelry. He
manages a Carpeteria.
DARRYL
Damnit, Thelma, dont holler like
that! Havent I told you I cant
stand it when you holler in the
morning.
THELMA
Im sorry, Doll, I just didnt want
you to be late.
Darr
a QUONSET HUT, a TRUCK-MOUNTED RADAR DISH scans the area, with
INFRARED GATLING GUNS mounted on either side.
BOND - AT THE ROCK OUTCROPPING -
Props his rife on the boulder, and peers through the GUN SIGHT.
THROUGH THE TELESCOPIC SIGHT -
He sees a closer (but still wide) telescopic view of men bargaining
over weapons, and forklifts loading/unloading crates of munitions.
THE SAME SCENE ON A VID
dish as he passes.
HARRY
(French/ subtitled)
This needs more garlic.
He breezes through unchallenged, exiting into the--
8 INT. MAIN HALL - NIGHT
Here the party is in full swing. Harry blends smoothly into
the crowd of foreign dignitaries, businessman and minor mid-
east nobility. They are a high-octane mixture of new oil money
and old European money, and run the spectrum from stodgy
bankers to p
dish? BROCK: I tracked it down through insurance records, an old claim that was settled under terms of absolute secrecy. Can you tell me who the claimant was, Rose? OLD ROSE: I should imagine it was someone named Hockley. BROCK: Nathan Hockley. Thats right. Pittsburgh steel tycoon. The claim was for a diamond necklace his son Caledon had bought his fiancee-you-a week before he sailed on Titanic.
dish,
I suppose, by leaving the feathers as they are.
Oanard en ses plumes torche.
Mitchel, you mule.
Ere, Richard, come and see, come on.
Please, I beg you. Ha! Oome on.
Georgina, how many times have I told you?
No smoking in the kitchen.
- Mitchel, get your arse down here quick. Oome on.
- (Oook shouting)
Now, Richard, this is your... well, our new sign.
# Da-da-da-da-da-da! #
- Wallop!
- (Ohee