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[Bond is released from jail in Paris for violating the Napoleonic Code
: [to Bond
] May I remind you that this operation was to be conducted discreetly. All it took was six million Francs in damages and penalties for violating most of the Napoleonic Code. James Bond
: Well, under the circumstances, sir, I thought it MORE IMPORTANT to identify the assassin. M
: What did you learn from Aubergine before his untimely demise? James Bond
: [to M
] Well, only that Zorin is having a thoroughbred sale at his stud farm not far from here. I think I should be there.
] James Bond
: Can you help me with that, Sir Godfrey? Sir Godfrey Tibbett
: It may be possible to arrange an invitation. It's a bit short notice, but I might just be able to squeeze you in, Bond. James Bond
: [to Tibbett
] Thank you, sir.
[Bond is in the shower with Stacey and Q is using Snooper to spy on them
: 007 alive. M
: Where is he? What's he doing? Q
: Just cleaning up a few details. Stacey Sutton
: Oh, James!
General Anatol Gogol
: [Bond has just received the Order of Lenin from General Gogol
] The order of Lenin, for Comrade Bond. The first ever non-Soviet citizen to receive this award. M
: I'd thought the KGB would have celebrated if Silicon Valley had been destroyed. General Anatol Gogol
: On the contrary, Admiral, where would Russian research be without it?
: You have exactly 35 minutes to get properly dressed, 007.
[Bond checks the tie on his suit
: Now that we're all here, you can get on with the briefing, Q. Q
: Very good, sir. Gentlemen, a silicon integrated circuit. The essential part of all modern computers. M
: No lecture, Q. We're all aware of the usefulness of the microchip. Q
: Well, now, until recently, all microchips were susceptible to damage from the intense magnetic pulse of a nuclear explosion. M
: Magnetic pulse? James Bond
: Yes, Minister. I burst in outer space over the UK and everything with a microchip in it, from, well, the modern toaster to the most sophisticated computers in our defense systems would we rendered absolutely useless.
: With the cane, is that Max Zorin? M
: Yes. Born in Dresden. Fled from East Germany in the 60s. Changed passport. Speaks at least five languages, no accent. Now, the talk of the city and the bourse. James Bond
: The old rags to riches story. M
: He made his first fortune in oil and gas, James. Now, second in electronics and high tech.
: Remember, 007, you're on your own. James Bond
: Well, thank you, sir. That's a great comfort.
: You had no business bidding for that egg! What would you have done if you'd had been stuck with it? James Bond
: Then I would have claimed it was a fake, sir... and not paid. M
: Not paid? James Bond
: Here is the real one. I swiped it with the fake at the auction. M
: Good God. And what happens when the buyer discovers this? James Bond
: He complains. M
: Well? James Bond
: I don't think he will complain. According to Fanning, this Kamal usually sells. Now he buys. I think the fake will smoke him out. I had a tail follow him to Heathrow, where he caught a plane to Delhi. M
: You must go there, too. I'll have Sadruddin, our man at Station I, there to assist you. James Bond
: Yes, well, I have exactly 35 minutes to catch that plane. M
: Oh, Bond... sign a chit for that egg on your way out... it's government property now.
: Do you know what this is? James Bond
: Why, it looks like a Fabergé egg, sir. One of the jeweled eggs made by Carl Fabergé as an Easter gift to the Russian royal family. They're priceless and very rare. This one contains a model of the imperial stage coach. M
: Top marks, 007. James Bond
: Thank you, sir. M
: Except - it's a fake.
: Eyes only, 007. Operation Trove. You'll be replacing 009. He turned up dead in East Germany with that egg in his hand.
: Moneypenny, where's 007? Moneypenny
: He's on a mission sir. In Austria. M
: Well, tell him to pull out. Immediately.
[scene cuts to Bond making love to a woman
[Bond and Anya are discovered making love
: 007! General Anatol Gogol
: XXX! Sir Frederick Gray, Minister of Defence
: Bond! What do you think you're doing? James Bond
: Keeping the British end up, sir.
: [to Bond
] Our respective governments have agreed to pool our resources to find out what happened to our submarines. General Anatol Gogol
: We have entered a new era of Anglo-Soviet cooperation and as a sign of Russian good faith, I'm prepared to make available to you the microfilm recovered by Agent XXX. Agent XXX
: With considerable ease, I might add.
: Gentlemen, this may only be an exercise so far as the Ministry of Defence is concerned. But for me, it is a matter of pride that the 00 section has been chosen for this test. Your objective is to penetrate the radar installations of Gibralter. Now, the SAS has been placed on full alert to intercept you, but I know you won't let me down. Good luck, men.
: There are a few things I'd like to check out first, sir. That sniper, for instance. M
: Yes. I've read Saunders report. You jeopardized the entire mission to avoid shooting a beautiful girl. James Bond
: Not exactly, sir. I took a split second decision. It was instinct.
[M confronts Bond in Key West
: You were supposed to be in Istanbul LAST NIGHT! I'm afraid this unfortunate Leiter business has
: clouded your judgment! *You have a job to do*! I expect you on a plane this afternoon! James Bond
: I haven't finished here, sir. M
: Leave it to the Americans! It's their mess. Let them clear it up. James Bond
: SIR! They're not going to DO ANYTHING! James Bond
: [calms down
] I owe it to Leiter. He's put his life on the line for me many times. M
: Oh SPARE ME this sentimental RUBBISH! He knew the risks. James Bond
: And his WIFE? M
: This private vendetta of yours could easily compromise Her Majesty's government. You have an assignment, and I expect you to carry it out *objectively* and *professionally*! James Bond
: Then you have my resignation, sir! M
] We're not a country club, 007!
: Effective immediately, your licence to kill is revoked, and I require you to hand over your weapon. Now. I need hardly remind you that you're still bound by the Official Secrets Act. James Bond
: I guess it's, uh... a farewell to arms.