Look, what is this? I am supposted to..
I am Zao.
You.. are late.
Mr. Van Beert.
- I am looking forward to this meeting. - Me too.
My african military friends owe you many thanks, colonel Moon.
Few men have the guts to trade conflict diamonds -
- since the UN's embargo.
I know all about the UN. I have studied at Oxford and Harvard.
Majored in "western hycropocy".
With your modest little colletion of cars, I would never have guessed.
- Show me the diamonds. - Show me the weapons.
Trading weapons in the de-militarized zone -
- it's a little of a mine field out there.
America's cultural contribution.
One million land mines -
- and my hovercrafts float right over them.
RPG's, flame throwers, automatic weapons and enough ammonition to run a small war.
My diamonds.
- Don't blow it all at once. - No, I have special plans for this assignment.
His name is James Bond. A British assasin.
Mr. Van Beert, let me show you something.
Our new tank buster -
- only uranium cells, naturally.
Naturally.
How do you propose to kill me now?
Mr. Bond.
It's pathetic. You british still believe you have the right to police the whole world.
But, you will not live to see the day old Korea is ruled by the north.
So you and I have someting in common.
It is the general.
Save by the bell.
My son is dead.
14 months later.
I don't approve what they do here.
Tell it to the consergiarce.
Still you jest.
Defiant to the last.
Your people have abandoned you.
Your very existence denied.
Why still silent?
It doesn't matter any more.
Things are out of my hands now.
We've reached the end, Mr. Bond
Spare me the unpleasantries.
50 years after the super powers carved Korea in two -
- and then you arrive.
A British spy.
An assesin.
And now the hard liners have proved we cannot trust the west.
You...
You took away my son.
You foreign squad should have done the job for me.
I hoped...
..a western education would help him become a bridge between our worlds.
But all it did was to currupt him.
Let's get this over with, shall we?
My son had an allied in the west.
For the last time, who was it?
Who made him betray his country and his name?
The same person who betrayed me.
Turn around.
Start walking.
Keep walking, please.
Keep moving!
Zao...
I'm being traded.
For you.
- Your time will come. - Not as soon as yours.
Start moving, please.
Look at him.
You'd think he was some kind of hero.
Let's go.
No biological agents in the prelude scan. He's clean.
Pulse 72. Blood pressure 120/80.
Indications of neurotoksins, histamins, serotonin and enzymum inhibitors.
Scorpion venom.
No torsoe traces of antiserum. They would sting him and administer antidote.
Yet his inner organs seems unaffected.
Liver not too good. It's definitely him, thou.
Good morning.
Welcome back.
Such hospitality.
You don't seem too pleased to see me.
If I had my way you would still be in North Korea.
Your freedom came at too high a price.
Zao.
He tried to blow up a summit between South Korea and China.
Took out three Chinese agents before he was cought.
Now he is free.
I never asked to be traded.
I'd rather die in prison than let him loose.
You had your cyanid.
I threw it away years ago. What the hell is this all about?
The top American agent -
- in the North Korean high command was executed a week ago.
The Americans intercepted a signal from your prison wnaming him.
- And they think it's me? - You were the only inmate.
They concluded you broke under torture and handed the information.
We had to get you out.
And what do you think?
With the drugs they were giving you, you wouldn't know what you did and what you didn't say.
I know the rules.
And number one is "no deals". Get caught and given up.
The mission was compromized
Moon got a call exposing me.
He had a partner in the west, even his father knew about it.
Whether that's true or not is irrelevant.
No. it isn't.
The same person who set me up then, has just set me up again to get Zao out.
So I'm going after him.
The only place you're going is our evaluation center in the Falklands.
- Your 00 status is withdrawn. - Along with my freedom?
For as long as I deem necessary, yes.
You are no use to anyone now.
- He's gone into cardiac arrest. - Notify the superiors, now!
He doesn't breathe oxygen. We loose him.
200 joule...300.
Give some atropin. You're loosing him!
Clear.
I'm checking out.
Thanks for the kiss of life.
Security breach on level 3.
All personell, code red.
Apprehend and detain with force.
My usual suite, please.
Do you have a credit card?
Or any luggage, Sir?
Mr Bond. How good to see you. It's been a long time.
Mr. Chang.
Perhaps you could send up my tailor? And some food.
The lobster is good. With salmon eggs and sliced seaweed.
And if it's any left, a 61' Bollingen.
Of course.
- Been busy, have we, mr. Bond? - Just surviving, mr. Chang.
Just surviving.
I am Peacful Fountains of Desire, the masseuse.
I come with compliments from the manager.
I'm sure you do, come in.
On the bed please, with the face down.
Yes, of course.
I am not that kind of masseuse.
And I'm not that kind of customer.
You don't think I've known you're with the Chinese intelligence, Chang?
- Hong Kong is our turf now, Bond. - Yeah, don't worry about it.
I'm not here to take it back.
- Put your hands down.. - What the hell do you want?
Just to help you settle a score.
Zao killed three of your men.
You get me into North Korea, I'll take care of him for you.
What's in it for you?
A chance to get even.
Zao has information I need.
- I'll have to ask Beijing. - Do it. Now get out of here.
Unless you want to give me a massage.
Ah, mr. Bond.
A little thank you, from us.
Cuba.
It seems mr. Zao has lost himself in Havanna.
If you find him, say good bye from us.
With pleasure.
- I am here to pick up some Delectados. - We haven't made Delectados in 30 years.
Universal Exports. Check with your boss.
Universal Exports.
Your passport, señor?
I was come to think that Delectados would never be smoked.
They are particularily casked for you... Mr..
Bond.
Mr. Bond.
- Do you know why? - It is the addition of the volado tobacco.
Slow burning.
It never goes out.
- Just like a sleeper. - Excuse for the rude awakening.
I love my country, mr. Bond.
I'd never ask you to betray your people.
I'm after a North-Korean.
- A tourist? - A terrorist.
One man's terrorist is another man's freedom fighter.
Zao has no interrest in other people's freedom.
I still have some friends in high places.
Favours called in. Some dollars spread out.
We found your friend is here. On an island.
In Los Órganos.
There's this strange clinic run by Dr. Alvarez.
He leads the field of gene theraphy.
Increasing the life expectancy of our beloved leaders.
And of course, the richest westerners.
We may have lost our freedom in the revolution, but -
- we have a health system second to none.
You don't seem to have done too badly under revolution.
We all have our ways of getting by.
You'd be surprised how many government officials come to me -
- for real reminders of decadent times.
- Mind if I borrow these? - Please.
My sources tell me this Zao is very dangerous.
I wish I could give you more help.
I could use a fast car.
Mr. Crew, your admittance papers for the Alvarez clinic tomorrow.
A boody torn, Fidel.
Now round up some more girls. Take them to room 42.
Unless you want to be known as Fidel Kastrato!
Magnificent view.
It is, isn't it?
Too bad it's lost on everybody else.
Mojito?
You should try it.
Jacinta Johnson.
- My friends call me Jinx. - My friends call me James Bond.
Jinx, you say?
Born on friday 13.
You believe in bad luck?
Let's just say, my relationships don't seem to last.
Mmm. I know the feeling.
Predators usually appear at sunrise.
- And why is that...? - It's when their preys come out to drink.
Too strong for you?
I can learn to like it. If I have the time.
How much time have you got?
- Until dawn, how about you? - Oh, I'm just here for the birds.
- Ornitologist. - Ah, ornitologist, eh?
Wow, now there's a mouthful.
So you will be busy tonight with the owls, then huh?
No, the owls are at Los Órganos.
Nothing to see till the morning.
Not out there, anyway.
So what do predators do, when the sun goes down?
They feast.
Like there's no tomorrow.
- Are you always this frisky? - I've been missing the touch of a good woman.
Who says I'm good?
What the hell do you want? I have no use for a goddamned wheel chair.
No? You do now.
- Buenos Diaz. - Hola.
Okay.
- Buenos Diaz. - Hola.
So you are to have DNA replacement therapy.
Let me explain the two phases.
First we kill off your bone marrow. Wipe the DNA clean.
Phase two, intravascular new DNA, harvested from sound donors.
Orphans, runaways, people that won't be missed.
I like to think of myself like an artist.
And this is when I create.
Thank you.
It is a painful process, I'm afraid.
But all great art is.
I'll certainly enjoy working on you.
Of course, you know, most artists are only truly appreciated after they're dead.
Got your attention.
Who's bank rover your makeover, Zao?
Same person who set me up in North Korea, eh?
James. What's going on?
Jinx, you gotta get out of here now! Move!
You see, my friend. The chemical composition shows this is from Sierra Leone.
Conflict diamonds.
There is some kind of mark in here.
- GG. - Let me see.
Oh yes.
From the Graves corporation on Island.
That's his laser signature.
A man called Gustav Graves, discovered diamonds there a year ago.
Yet they are identical to conflict diamonds.
What an amazing coincidence.
How can he escape from a british war ship -
- right in the middle of Hong Kong, right under your nose?
- Interresting station, Moneypenny. - All I got was a storm warning.
You were supposed to throw away the key. Not leave the door wide open.
Are you implying I had a hand in his escape, mr. Falco?
- Well, Bond got away real fast, disn't he? - It is what he's trained to do.
Your boy's been very busy in his training. He showed up in Cuba and blows up a clinic?
Listen, put your hous in order, or we're gonna do it for you.
- Your drink, Sir. - Lucky I asked for it shaken.
- Looks like your man's not gonna make it. - Actually, he's right on time.
- What a wonderful day to become a knight. - Will you be using your title, mr Graves?
Oh, you know me, I'm proud of my adopted nation, but I'd never stand on ceremony.
After an entrace like that you can't be surprised -
- that you're being called a selfpublisizing adrenaline junkie.
I'd prefer the term "adventurer".
We've been hearing rumors about the Ikaros space program.
What's the big secret?
It's not a secret, it's a surprise.
Don't worry, you'll soon be enlightened.
You seem to work 24/7. Is it true that you don't need sleep?
You only get one shot at life. Why waste it on sleep.
Aren't you trying out for a place in the British olympic fencing team?
- We hear you have been training furiously. - I never get furious.
As they say in fencing, "what's the point".
Okay everybody, thank you very much. I'm sure you understand -
- we don't want her Majesty to wait any longer.
Verity? James Bond.
Your lesson.
I see you handle your weapon well.
I have been known to keep my tip up.
Do you mind? I think I come undone.
Why not?
These are the finest in the club.
- Gustav Graves? - No, his publicist, Miranda Frost.
My protégé.
Gorgeous, isn't she?
She took the gold in Sydney.
- By default as I remember? - Default?
The one who beat her on deed of steroids.
Miranda deserved that gold.
- And now she's teaching Graves how to win one. - He only plays for cash.
He's won so much, nobody else wants to fight him.
You want to meet him?
Absolutely.
Lead on.
- Gustav. - Verity.
- And mr.? - Bond.
James Bond.
Have we met before?
Oh, I think I'd remember.
Of course you would. My mistake.
- Are you a gambling man, mr. Bond? - If the stakes are right.
A thousand a point too much for you?
Care to place a bet, Verity?
No thanks.
I don't like cock fights.
Shall we?
Excuse me.
Best of three hits?
Positions. Ready? Play.
En garde.
Ramt.
Positions.
Play.
Hit.
Two nill. Do you want to continue?
Do you want up the wager?
How much can you afford?
Lets's play for this.
I picked it up in Cuba.
I believe it's one of yours.
Oh my, you do get around.
But diamonds are for everyone.
Brilliant specimen.
Completely flawless.
And chemically identical with African conflict diamonds.
The you are about to loose something very precious.
Positions.
Ready? Play.
En garde.
Oh dear.
- You want to continue? -Of course I want to bloody continue!
But since we're upping the wager, so let's up the weapons, shall we?
Let's do this the old fashioned way.
First blood drawn from the torso.
Now it's enough.
It's just a little sport, Miranda.
Seems you beat me, mr. Bond.
Settle downstairs, shall we?
Miranda.
You are a rare challenge, mr. Bond.
Listen, I'll put up a little scientific demonstration on Iceland at the weekend.
Ikaros?
Perhaps you could join us? Miranda, make the arrangements, would you?
Once I've smoothened things over with the club.
What would I do without you?
Can I expect the pleasure of you in Iceland?
I'm afraid you'll never have that pleasure, mr. Bond.
Excuse me, commander Bond. Someone left this for you.
This place needed redecorating anyway.
I've heard of this place. Never thought I'd find myself here.
Some things are best kept underground.
Abandoned station for abandoned agents.
You calling card.
So what have you got on Graves?
You burn me, and now you want my help.
What did you expect, an apology?
Oh I know, you'll do whatever it takes to get the job done.
Just like you.
The difference is, I don't compromise.
Well, I don't have the luxory of seeing things in black and white.
While you were away, the world changed.
Not for me.
You are suspicious of Graves, or I wouldn't be here right now.
So, what do you have?
Nothing, beyond the official biography.
Orphan, working in an Argentinian diamond mine, now learns engineering -
- makes a huge find on Iceland and gives half of it to charity.
From nothing to everything in no time at all.
And his demonstration this weekend?
Probably just another publicity stunt.
Now, tell me what you now of this Cuban clinic.
Gene therapy, new identities curtesy of DNA transplants.
So called beauty parlor.
We heard rumors of such a place. I didn't think it really existed.
It doesn't anymore. Zao got away, but he left these behind.
All from Gustav Graves' mine.
I think it's a front for launching African conflict diamonds.
We need to tread carefully.
Graves is politically connected.
Lucky I'm on the outside then.
Well, it seems you have become useful again.
Hmm...maybe it's time you let med get on with my job.
I don't know if I've mentioned it, 007 -
- but a perfect marksman isn't really supposed to shoot his own boss.
Check the replay.
You'll find he's dead and she only got a flesh wound.
There's always excuses isn't there, 00 zero?
I'd change to the old firing range any day, old Quartermaster.
Yes but it's called " the future", so get used to it.
So, this is where they keep the old relics, eh?
I'll have you know this is where our most cutting edge technology is developed.
Hmm, point taken.
Must you touch everything?
Does this still work?
Now look...
So where is this cutting edge stuff?
I'm trying to get to it.
Weapon, please.
One plain unbreakable glass -
- one standard issue ring finger.
Twist so... Voila!
Ultra high requency single digit solid agitator unit.
You know, you're cleverer that you look.
Still, better than looking cleverer than you are.. follow me please.
Now, new watch.. your twentieth I believe.
How time flies.
Yes 007, why don't you establish a record by actually returning this one.
You new transportation.
Maybe you have been down here too long.
The ultimate in British engineering.
You must be joking.
As I learned from my predecessor Bond, I never joke about my work.
Aston Martin call it the Vanquish. We call it the Vanish.
Oh, very good.
Adopted camuflage. Tiny cameras on all sides -
- project the image they see onto a light emitting -
- polymorf skin on the other side.
For the casual eye it's as good as invisible.
Plus all the usual refinements, catapult seats, torpedoes -
- target seeking shotguns to shoot down mobile objects.
Why don't you aquaint yourself with the manuals.
You should be able to shoot through that in acouple of hours?