It's uncanny. Quite uncanny. What memories it brings back.
Paris, Berlin, Vienna. How madly we danced through the night.
- I was disguised as a Hungarian hussar... - What are you going on about?
You're the very image of your mother and every bit as beautiful.
You knew my mum?
I am Sir James Bond.
- Daddy! - My child.
- Snail's egg? - No, thanks. They don't agree with me.
Well, you're a charmer, aren't you?
You dump me in an orphanage when I'm three, and now, because you need me...
It really was very difficult. My career was at its height...
It was a traumatic experience, I can tell you,
being the illegitimate daughter of Mata Hari and James Bond.
Still, you do get my monthly paychecks?
Your monthly paychecks went on analysts' fees.
That's why I came here. I had to get away from it all.
I had no idea. Well, I must say, you seem to be very comfortable here.
It's crazy. You want a drag?
No, thank you. I'm trying to give that up. Who are all these people?
They're the high priests of the temple. OK, Fred. Hop it.
Extraordinary performance. They seem to treat you like a goddess.
Well, I am the Celestial Virgin of the Sacred Altar.
- Figuratively speaking, of course. - Of course. Some tea.
A cup of tea. Splendid.
It's made from poppy seeds. Two cups of this and you're stoned out of your mind.
Thank you.
You know, if you weren't my dad, I think I could fancy you.
Well, that's very good of you, my dear.
- Rather warm in here, don't you think? - Cool it, Charlie.
So you want me to go to Berlin, huh?
Now, Mata. You remember the old house on the Feldmannstrasse?
- Where Mum had her dancing school. - It's become lnternational Mothers' Help.
But that's just a cover for its real function. It is...
- Does he speak English? - Hey, Charlie. Speak English?
- No. - Good.
It is a training centre for what are commonly referred to as spies.
You are eminently suited to infiltrate the organisation.
Two weeks' briefing in London and you're off to Berlin.
You want me to be a spy like Mum, huh?
- Well! - Family tradition, my dear.
Do I get an exploding briefcase and a secret transmitter?
- That won't be necessary. - I have to have some equipment.
Your mother wiped out three divisions of infantry and five of cavalry and...
Well, frankly, she had much less equipment than you have.
If you have any problems, contact London immediately.
- Are there any questions? - Well, I have got one question.
- How do I get to Berlin? - Oh, dear! Silly me.
Taxi!
- Where to? - Berlin.
- East or West? - West, of course.
Well, that's all right, then.
- Say goodbye to Dad for me. - Yes. Have a good trip. Jolly good luck.
Get out of it, you lunatic! What are you trying to do?
Come on! Move. Get out of it. Get out the way! Go on.
- That'll be £482 15s 9d. - You'll have to wait.
I've been caught like that before. I haven't had my dinner yet.
- I don't have any change. - Here we go.
What about my dinner then, eh?
What a liberty. Any fish and chip shops round here, mush?
Who are you? What do you want?
I'm here to enrol as a student.
What are your qualifications?
- I am the daughter of Mata Hari. - Mata Hari!
- You are a liar. - Am I?
Well, what about this, then?
My little Mata Hari!
- I told you she'd come back! - Silence! Or I will switch you off.
Not that! Anything but that.
You're even more fascinating than your mother.
You must be Frau Hoffner, Mum's teacher.
- I had that honour. - You must be Polo.
She remembers me, her little Polo. She remembers me.
- Welcome home. - Welcome indeed.
Shtum!
The Mata Hari School of Dancing is the only international school of espionage.
There is no political prejudice here.
We train Russian spies for America und American spies for Russia.
- Very democratic. - Very democratic.
Some of the greatest spies in the world have graduated from this institution.
- Von Grudendorf, Malenvosky... - Peter Lorre, Bela Lugosi.
Here we have the decoding and cipher class.
We are even training animals as espionage agents.
We have in the Kremlin a Russian-speaking parrot
in constant radio communication with the Pentagon.
Und here is our class in karate und self-defence.
Excuse me. I have an important conference to attend.
Polo, you will show Mata to her room.
Please, follow me.
Mata? Allow me.
- Thank you. - Follow me.
My battery needs recharging.
- Might be your head needs examining. - No, I had that examined last week.
This is your mother's room. It has not been opened since she left here in 1916.
You see? Nothing has been touched.
It's a wild room.
Hey, what an enormous bed.
The German army was very large in those days.
To see you here in your mother's room brings back such happy memories.
Here.
What's all this about an important conference, hm?
A representative of Le Chiffre is coming.
Tonight.
Who is Le Chiffre?
Nobody knows.
Not even Le Chiffre.
What's the conference about then, hm?
Le Chiffre is trying to raise money by selling his unique art collection.
- Why does he need money? - He is a compulsive gambler, that's why.
Und he is using organisation funds for his gambling!
- You mean Smersh? - Smersh!
If he does not pay off his debts, he will be liquidated.
Liquidated? Who by?
- By them. - You mean...?
You're so like your mother. You're driving me mad.
- Well, you haven't got far to go. - Come to me, my little Mata. Come!
About time you were back in your box, innit?
You must forgive me. I lose control of myself.
- I'm a mad fool. Mad. - You want an argument?
- Remember, forget everything I tell you. - My lips are sealed.
- Lips! Don't say such words. - Run along, sonny.
Le Chiffre. Mm-hm.
It's the first john I've ever gone round with.
There you are. I have been looking for you.
- It is little Otto. - Who is he?
One of your mother's lovers. We often find them lying around.
- Is he dead? - Hard to tell. He always looked like that.
Come along, child. The auction is about to begin.
Auction?
Tonight we are selling one of the finest art collections in Europe.
- Le Chiffre's collection. - Who is Le Chiffre?
- The man who owns the collection. - What collection?
- The one to be auctioned. - Who said anything about an auction?
- You did. - Who am I?
- Frau Hoffner. - Never heard of her. You're insane.
- Quite insane. - I think she's right.
Gentlemen! Please take your seats and the auction will commence.
Thank you.
Gentlemen, I am here tonight on behalf of Le Chiffre, of whom you will have heard,
to auction this unique collection of art treasures.
Are there any specific bidding instructions?
When we sit, we are bidding. When we stand, we are not bidding.
We'll do our bidding sitting down. When we stand up, we're not bidding.
We stand, we bid. We no stand, we no bid.
And the British representatives?
Well, I don't know actually. A bit of both, I suppose, really.
- Is that all right with you chaps? - That's fine.
Very well, gentlemen.
Now then.
This is an extraordinarily embarrassing item,
one of the classic blackmail items of all time.
What am I bid for this priceless picture?
£14 10s.
- 300 roubles. - 300 roubles.
- $1,000. - $1,000.
- 2 million Chinese dollars. - 2 million Chinese dollars?
Look at this masterpiece, gentlemen. Surely we can do better than that.
- Here, what about my fare? - Get out!
- Here! - Stop it!
Whatever you do, you must not let Le Chiffre raise the money.
Who are you?
I'm Carleton Towers of the FO.
- FO? - The Foreign Office, dear.
Wait outside and keep the motor running.
- 200,000 American dollars! - £100,000!
- A wagonload of vodka! - 70 million tons of rice!
- 60 tons of caviar! - 30 million trucks!
Hey! It's war!
Hello! Hello! Get me the Pentagon!
Hello, Fenella?
I shan't be able to get back for dinner. A sort of war's broken out.
You should not have done this thing.
Now I will have to kill you.
What are you doing to me?
No!
Positive, negative - I never know which is which.
Give me those films.
She's got the films!
Grab her! Get her! Get her!
Now look here.
- Taxi! - Tally-ho!
I'm sorry, madam.
- Let me go! Taxi! - Over here!
Come on!
- Good Lord! Captain Towers? - How nice to see you.
This way!
No, no! Down. No.
- Where to, miss? - London!
- Le Chiffre speaking. - The scheme was a failure.
And also Dr Noah knows what you've been up to.
- What now? - I'll just have to raise the money.
- But how? - How? By playing baccarat.
But Le Chiffre, what about me?
What's going to happen to me?
Thank you. And welcome to France, Monsieur Bond.
We don't want our little talk to be overheard. Get in the car.
Well, there's nothing to talk about, is there?
Perhaps. Perhaps not.
The point is you must not allow yourself to become involved.
Don't forget there are many people here who loathe and despise you.
I have to warn you, Bond, my instructions are
that you play your game with Le Chiffre and leave immediately.
No one can be such a perverse idiot as to assault a customs official.
- It may just be natural talent, sir. - I have to warn Vesper.
- You mean James Bond 007, sir. - Yes, yes, yes.
Vesper? James Bond 007?
- Vesper, are you there? - Hello, Sir James. Yes, I'm here.
I can't see you. Your picture's gone.
No, it hasn't. I was just getting into the bath.
Vesper, do you think Tremble could be a double agent?
He has enough trouble being a single agent. Leave him to me.
Right. Over and out.
Mr Bond?
Missed, Mr Bond.
Yes.
I am Miss Goodthighs.
I can see that.
You've got your cork still in your bottle.
So I have. What are you going to do about it?
Stick your arm out.
The management of the Hotel Tropical send their compliments
and hope you will enjoy your stay with us.
I see.
Very sexy pants you're wearing, James.
Yes, they're the new double-O-fronts.
Tell me, Miss Goodthighs,
how much did you tip the porter to let you in here?
- I just showed him a little kindness. - How much?
Not too much. He's 83.
It's a good year.
So...
What can I do for you?
The question should be what can I do for you?
- Have you got any suggestions? - This, for one.
Tell me about yourself, James.
Well, I've had some pretty wild times in my life.
Could you move over a bit? You're lying on my loose change.
James, I need you.
Yes, yes, yes. Well, I can understand that, my dear.
- I want to know you better. - You're absolutely right.
My goodness, this is strong shampoo.
This really is.
I think I'd better freshen up a bit quick.
I'll be back in five minutes. If I'm not, start without me.
James Bond playing at Casino Royale
He won a lot of money and a gal at Casino Royale
Oh, he's not really such a wonderful spy
But winning lots of money and a gal, he's a fabulous guy
Evelyn! Evelyn!
Evelyn, wake up! Evelyn, what's the matter?
- Wake up! You were drugged. - What?
- You were drugged. - Yes, I know I was drugged.
I put the antidote pill in. And then...
Hey, I thought those antidote pills were supposed to give me 24-hour protection.
- I've got to get Sir James Bond... - There is no time for that.
Look at you! You're wearing your glasses and you know you're not supposed to.
James Bond doesn't wear glasses.
Yes, but I... It's just that I like to see who I'm shooting.
There are only a few hours left before the game. Now, get freshened up.
Here, what about Miss Goodthighs?
Don't worry. I took care of her. Now concentrate on the game.
Vesper, I've given this game a lot of thought.
When I go into that casino tonight,
I'm going to sit down opposite Le Chiffre, look him in the eye and say...
No cards.
- Neuf à la banque. - It's amazing! He never loses.
La banque gagne. La partie est terminée.
Quiet. Absolute silence, please.
For this experiment, I require the assistance of a young lady.
You, madam. Look me in the eyes!
And you, Georges, keep your eyes on my chips.
I present you with the levitation of the Princess Ayisha,
an illusion taught to me by an ancient vegetarian
in the mountain fastnesses of Tibet.
She feels no pain. My assistants will enshroud her
in this perfectly ordinary paisley shawl.
Now will you all place your hands on the table?
Now let's get the show off the ground.
Keep your hand in place, madam, and continue to ascend into thin air.
Don't take your eyes from her, not one of you.
It is by your perfect concentration
that the young lady remains floating in thin air.
Excuse me, madam. Sorry to keep you hanging around.
Monsieur. You wish to make a deposit?
- Yes. - How much?
- £100,000 sterling. - One hundred thou...
You can keep the case with my compliments.
Thank you, monsieur. Could we have the name, please?
Bond. James Bond.
James B...
- James Bond? - Yes, James Bond.
Yes. James Bond.
I wonder if you'd be kind enough to sign my autograph book.
It's not for me, you understand. It's my little sister.
I wonder if you'd be kind enough
to put your autograph on that receipt for the £100,000 sterling.
But of course, Mr Bond.
It's not for me, it's for somebody else.
- Now what happens? - We go to the casino director's office.
Point me. Just point me.
- What's the matter? - Nothing.
Just a bit different from the Buckingham Club, that's all.
- Bond has arrived. - Bond is here. All staff on the alert.
Come in.
Ah! Hello. How nice to see you again.
- May I introduce... - We have met.
Mr Slymington-Jones, Mr James Bond.
How do you do? Do make yourself comfortable.
I see you've put a tiger in your office.
Yes. I have several actually. That one that you so cleverly spotted,
the head on the wall over there,
and the one you're about to trip over. Do be careful.
Yes.
The man in the white coat is Le Chiffre.
Don't be afraid. It's a one-way mirror.
- Which way? - That way.
- No card. - No card.
Neuf à la banque.
Mr Bond, you can watch Le Chiffre better on here.
He's bought the bank for the evening, and he's winning consistently.
And showing off with his magic throughout.
- Why the dark glasses? - Here.
So if Le Chiffre wears the same kind of glasses,
he knows every card on the table.
- Infrared glasses. - The cheat!
Listen, Evelyn.
You win and he will almost certainly be killed by his organisation.
- But he'd try and avoid that, wouldn't he? - If you win, yes.
- How? - By trying to kill you.
- As in dead? - Yes. But don't worry about that now.
Let's go down there and you play the game of your life.
Yes, I better had. There may not be too much more of it left.
- Vesper... - Don't worry. I'll take care of you.
- Well, then. It's all under control now. - I hope so.
- Well, excuse me. - Willingly.
Messieurs, faites vos jeux.
I believe you have my name in a crevice. James Bond.
- Pardon, monsieur? - Bond. James Bond.
Oh, yes, Mr Bond.
Bond? James Bond? The name is familiar.
I don't believe I've had the pleasure.
- I'm flattered you've heard of me. - I have heard of you,
but not as an expert on baccarat.
Well, I'm sorry you weren't told.
Don't think that went unnoticed, Mr Bond.
I see everything that goes on at this table.
- Nothing escapes me. - I'm quite sure it doesn't.
But we mustn't forget that
the beggar who is in the marketplace
is completely deaf insomuch as far as listening
to the song that is coming from the mockingbird is concerned.
I'm sorry, Mr Bond, I don't get the connection.
You will.
Sim salabim.
When you're quite ready.
Now I require a perfectly ordinary gentleman's pocket handkerchief.
From the pocket of one perfectly ordinary gentleman.
That's the kind of remark that leads to war.
How much better for all humanity
if all the nations could learn to live together in peace.
Marvellous!
More!
That's finished, is it? Fantastic. Wonderful. lncredible.
Incredible, isn't it? Absolutely marvellous. I've never seen anything like it.
And now if you're ready, Monsieur Le Chiffre, I would like to play baccarat.
- I use the Evelyn Tremble method. - You read Tremble.
I thought he'd only published a few paperback editions.
Well, I have an autographed first edition.
It's a bit dog-eared now, mind you, but it nevertheless has a certain...
Uninformed quality?
Six à la ponte et neuf à la banque. La banque gagne.
Aren't you a little out of your depth, Mr Bond?
In the last 20 minutes I have ruined two Greeks and a maharajah.
You know, Mr Bond, we aren't playing for marbles.
The night is young and the rose garden is already littered with my victims.
Yes, but the beggar in marketplace are deaf to song of nightingale.
- You amuse me, Mr Bond. - I'm glad you're enjoying me.
Shall we double the bank?
If it'll improve your game.
Pas de cartes. No card.
- Sept à la banque. - He never loses!
Cinq à la ponte. La banque gagne.
What about one for the road?
It looks as though luck isn't on your side of the road, old man.
She has a habit of moving around.
Then we might as well double the bank again.
Suppose I were to treble it?
Treble it? You haven't any chips!
I think my credit's good.
Bond credit good.
The bank now stands at 50 million francs.
Very well.
Goodbye, Mr Bond. It's been nice knowing you.
Pas de cartes. No card.
- Baccarat. - He lost!
La ponte gagne.
Goodbye, Monsieur Le Chiffre. It was nice knowing you.
Let's not say goodbye, Mr Bond. Let's just say au revoir.
- Lovely! - Credit my account, would you?
La partie est terminée.
- A remarkable performance, Mr Bond. - Thank you. Trifle unusual but...
- How would you like the money? - A cheque in a Swiss bank.
- Would you like the cheque now? - Yes, now, yes.
I'll tell the cashier. You can pick it up as you go out.
- Excuse me. - Willingly.
Mr Bond, what are your movements for the rest of the evening?
We thought we'd have a bite to eat and then back to the hotel.
And you're leaving Royale first thing in the morning.
Are we?
The inspector isn't asking us. He's telling us.
A police car will escort you from the hotel to the airport.
- Mr Mathis. - Yes?
Something's been worrying me.
You're a French police officer and yet you have a Scots accent.
Aye. It worries me, too.
Haven't by any chance seen a young lady in a green dress?
Would that be a lady with a black bag over her head
being manhandled by two unsavoury gentlemens?
- Could very well be. - She went that way, sir.
In a car. A very fast car!
- Moss? - Yes, sir.
- Follow that car! - Yes, sir.
I'll use Fangio next time. Idiot!
Grand Prix enthusiasts may be worried
by the time it's taken me to get into this Lotus Formula Three.
They don't realise that although Le Chiffre thinks he has a faster car than me,
I am faster in my Lotus Formula Three!
Wake up, Mr Bond. Wake up.
Well, now, Mr Bond. You've had your little victory at the baccarat table.
Now it's my turn. I'm going to have to have that cheque, Mr Bond.
Smersh is going to be very unhappy.
- You mean you're going to torture me? - Persuade you, Mr Bond. Persuade you.
Don't worry about that chair with the hole. It's merely waiting to be reupholstered.
- By me. - You have an inventive mind, Mr Bond.
But my methods are much more subtle. They have to be.
- What are you going to do? - Physically, I'm not going to do anything.
Oh, you're going to nothing me to death.
Torture of the mind. The most exquisite torture is all in the mind.
I'm going to have to have that cheque, Mr Bond.
Suppose Mr Bond isn't ready to give it to you?
You are a tiresome little man. Let's try another approach.
It's a beauty contest, Mr Bond.
You're supposed to pick the winner.
- Excuse me. Are you Richard Burton? - No, I'm Peter O'Toole.
Then you're the finest man that ever breathed.
- God bless you, sir. - Thank you.
You've changed my plans, Miss Lynd.
But neither you nor Bond will leave here till I get that cheque!
Mr Tremble?
Never trust a rich spy.
Le Chiffre, you're a fool. Smersh believed you could win at baccarat.
- All I need is 24 hours! - It's too late.
Oh, Daddy, I do so long to meet him. All the girls do. He really turns me on.
- Did that finishing school teach you that? - No, I taught them.
Now run along and watch the Changing of the Guard.
- I bet Mummy would have taken me in. - Mummy took everyone in.
Put me down! Put me down!!
- What is it, a film? - It must be a commercial.
No time for window-gazing, Moneypenny. Mata's been kidnapped.
- But... - That's an unidentified flying object.
And our fastest jets trying to track it down. Control?
- That's the canteen. - Control!
Contact all operatives. We must find out where it lands.
- Air Ministry. They've lost it. - Lost it? You were right on its tail.
Well, you must have one plane fast enough... I see.
They stopped building those last week.
I wonder if you'd care to help us.
- Could you come back... - Do please come in, Sister.
It's our annual collection for needy girls.
Your receipt?
This department has always been very helpful to needy girls.
That's strange. We've never had a receipt before.
''They're taking your daughter to Casino Royale. Sister McTarry.''
The Prime Minister, urgently.
Daddy'll come after me.
- That's what we're hopin'. - You won't get away with this.
Move to the door, Mata Bond. You are a prisoner of Smersh.
We already have most of your father's agents here. You will complete the set.
- Looks like a Smersh convention. - Le directeur wishes to see you.
- It is about your daughter. - Tactic 4B if necessary.
I will tell him you are here.
Hold it! Back up.
Face the curtains!
March!
You are now entering the Smersh headquarters of Dr. Noah.
Tactic 33A.
Now!
Operation James Bond completed.
Dr Noah, I presume. Why don't you come out and face me?
Because you are going to come in and face me.
Sir!
Moneypenny!
This is an historic day in our saga, Sir James.
The day Smersh finally eliminated the original James Bond.
- His world will soon follow. - This is all very impressive.
You might be even more impressed to meet one of my 1,000 doubles.
Waiting for the moment when I command them to take over the world.
It's fantastic. May I take a closer look?
It's quite perfect.
- Good Lord! It's my nephew. - Jimmy Bond?
This explains the Caribbean assignment. Is this some kind of a joke?
- He can't speak! - Never could in my presence.
Psychological block he's had since childhood, based on hero worship.
- He's Dr Noah? - My nephew the head of Smersh?
I have been bombed, bullied and baited out of retirement to deal with you?
- Do you suppose he's a junkie? - Leave this to me.
Now, Jimmy, as your uncle I really must insist...
- What is it? - He's put a sheet of glass between us.
I never should have let Nellie send him to progressive school.
What's that?
Dr. Noah's bacillus? Now, Jimmy, even you wouldn't release germ warfare.
Handle these capsules with care. Dr Noah's bacillus is highly contagious.
When distributed in the atmosphere it will make all women beautiful
and destroy all men over 4ft 6.
- Please handle these capsules with care. - So that's your plan, huh?
A world full of beautiful women and all men shorter than yourself.
Good evening. All this just to make up for your feeling of sexual inferiority?
I'm beginning to think you're a trifle neurotic.
Maybe you can explain. Why was I abducted and subjected to this?
Because, of all Uncle James's 007s, you're the most beautiful and desirable.
Do you treat all the girls you desire this way?
Yes! I undress them and tie them up. I learned that in the Boy Scouts.
Let me ask you a question. Do I appear menacing to you at all?
- What are you laughing at? - Nothing. I just think...
Did you see yourself in the mirror lately? I think you should.
You are a wretched, grotesque, ridiculous, insignificant little monster.
Are you saying to me that you find Uncle James more attractive than I am?
Uncle James? He's a real man. Wow!
Do you realise that anything Uncle James can do I can do better?
That will be the day.
You're crazy. You are absolutely crazy.
- They called Einstein crazy. - No one ever called Einstein crazy.
- They would have if he behaved like this. - People respected Einstein.
Einstein could never have conceived of something like this.
It looks like an aspirin, it tastes like an aspirin, but it's not an aspirin.
- It's cyanide. - This pill contains 400 tiny time pills.
They go off in the body, forming a chain reaction,
and turn the person into a walking atomic bomb.
Einstein's bomb was crude. This is brilliant.
It's crude to tie up women.
In a week it'll be April Fools' Day, my birthday.
All world leaders will be assassinated and my doubles will take their places.
In five days' time I'll be ruler of the Earth.
- How would you like to be my co-ruler? - Why not?
- Why not? You hate me. - I don't know.
I'm beginning to wonder if the real genius of the Bond family
is not right here in the room with me now.
- Why don't you unlock me? - Yes, I will.
I'll unlock you immediately and we'll run amok.
If you're too tired, we'll walk amok.
I'm so sorry for all the things I said. I didn't really mean it.
- Here. Slip into this. - Just a moment. Be careful.
Yes. I don't want to damage any of your parts.
Thanks.
Thank you.
Now, turn yourself like a nice fool while I slip this on.
Yes. Yes, I'll wait over here.
This'll show Sir James once and for all which of us has the perfect body.
The poor boob! Hurry, my dear.
I have great plans for us.
It's vaporised lysergic acid. It's highly explosive.
You are now entering Dr. Noah's personal aircraft
where our beloved leader has assembled a collection
of the world's most distinguished doubles.
Dr Noah's jet orbital space plane welcomes you aboard.
A great likeness, isn't she? I copied her right down to the last...
The two of us have had some profoundly moving religious experiences.
How do you like this place? I had a decorator help me, but I worked with her.
Your leader has remoulded ordinary agents
into replicas of the world's greatest figures in culture, politics and the arts.
- Look! They're uncovered! - These are not doubles.
These are the real people. I've already substituted my robots for them.
At this very minute the world is being ruled by duplicates under my control.
Well, that explains a lot of things.
Your rain-cooled Taittinger, sir.
The drink!
And for you.
Think of it. A world free of poverty and pestilence and war.
A world where all men are created equal.
Where a man, no matter how short, can score with a top broad.
Where each man, regardless of race, creed, colour, gets free dental work
and a chance of subscription-buying all the good things in life.
But, Noah, you are for all this?
No, no. I'm against all this.
I love politics!
- To your future. - I'll drink to that.
My very special champagne.
- With your very special pill in it. - What are you talking about?
It looks like an aspirin, it tastes like an aspirin, but it isn't an aspirin.
- And you just swallowed it. - You're lying.
398 more of those little pills to go off. Have a real bomb of an evening!
Alka Seltzer!
Right?
Charge!
Delightful vintage, sir.
- 297. - Smooth to the palate.
Here. There's a fish in my mixture. You fool!
I say! Super place for a coming-out party.
Now now, Mata.
- Through here! - Down!
Look! Quick, before the fuse burns out.
Try not to look conspicuous.
- Good Lord! It's one of ours. - Sir!
- We've got to get out before he blows up! - We've got to find that office.
- What office? - The one we came down in, of course.
Leave this to me.
Where's the office? The office.
Come on! Quick.
That's very civil of you, sir. Thank you.
- Come on, give me a hand. - Look out!
Follow me!
Charge!
Mata, put your finger in the tiger's ear. It works the doors.
- Good. - What's the strategy, sir?
Get out of the bloody place before it blows up.
- Everybody stay close behind me. - I'm not chancing that casino again.
- I'd rather slide down a drainpipe. - Beautiful, but no stamina.
Get the girls out the back way. I'm sorry I got you into this.
Good heavens, Daddy. I couldn't have enjoyed it more.
Over there.
Clear the building. It's liable to blow up.
I want London. Whitehall double 0, 07.
Too bad you won't get it, Sir James.
I went through a lot of trouble to bring you here.
Dear Vesper. The things you do for money.
This time it's for love, Sir James.
- Don't expect... - Back to the office.
The American aid, sir. It's arrived.
80.
79.
Geronimo!
51.
- Glad we could be of help, sir. - Good Lord! Ransome, isn't it?
A-OK, Sir James. CIC at CIA.
Don't start all that again. I haven't worked out your last lot yet.
- As you were saying, sir? - A-OK, Ransome. A-OK.
- Ciao. - Ciao.
37.
- Les Francais sont arrivés. - Pardon?
- Les Francais sont là. - Sorry, my French is rather rusty.
- The French have arrived. - Splendid. Thank you.
Look out!
- Merde! - What? Look in the book.
- Ouch. - This way.
Police!
I've been framed.
This gun shoots backwards. I just killed myself.
18. Wait!
17.
Four.
Three. Two.
Seven James Bonds at Casino Royale
They came to save the world and win the gal at Casino Royale
Six of them went to a heavenly spot
The seventh one is going to a place where it's terribly hot
The formula is safe with old 007
He's got a redhead in his arms
Though he's a lover, when you are in trouble
Have no fear, look who's here
James Bond!
They've got us on the run
With guns and knives
We're fighting for our lives
Have no fear, Bond is here
He's going to save the world at Casino Royale
At Casino Royale
The formula is safe with old 007
He's got a redhead in his arms
Though he's a lover, when you are in trouble
Have no fear, look who's here
James Bond!
They've got us on the run
With guns and knives
We're fighting for our lives
Have no fear, Bond is here
He's going to save the world at Casino Royale
James Bond is here
So have no fear