I'd really like to ask you. I would.
But I'm afraid the guest list is very restricted. I'm sorry.
{y:i}C'est la vie.
{y:i}C'est la vie?
Such is life.
Mm, that feels so good!
It certainly does.
Excuse me?
It certainly does need it. You have...
slight lesions in the upper vertebrae.
Oh.
Oh!
Could you go a little lower, please?
- Lower? - Yes, please.
Please.
Oh! Right there.
Oh, that feels {y:i}so good!
{y:i}- Bonjour. {y:i}- Bonjour, monsieur.
I am sorry, mademoiselle. We are so very busy today.
- Where'd the masseur go? - Who?
- The man, the masseur. - The man I pass? He does not work here.
They'll never let you in. I'd better wait for you.
{y:i}No, Nicole. Go back to the villa.
- Find that villa! {y:i}- Oui, mademoiselle.
{y:i}Monsieur? Wait a minute! You there!
I shouldn't have the fish.
You must have an unreasonable fear of gatecrashers to carry this heavy artillery.
This bomb has a tiny gyroscope inside.
Any lateral movement on your part and you could be served in an egg cup.
If you understand what's being explained to you, nod gently.
Good boy. Stay.
Hello again. I d{y:i}o owe you an explanation.
My name is Bond. James Bond.
May I offer you a drink?
- Hard or soft? - Soft.
A double Bloody Mary with plenty of Worcestershire sauce.
I hate to think what you mean by hard. Vodka on the rocks.
I think you have lost her.
Do you imagine that I could lose a woman to an underpaid British agent? {y:i}Ja?
{y:i}Ja. And I warn you,
if he's not executed at once, he'll have your Domino turned over.
Is it possible that you have bungled your attempts because you want him...
for yourself? Hm?
Maximillian, why torture yourself over that kind of woman?
Maybe one day you have to kill her, Fatima.
Your sense of humour is delicious.
What's your brother up to these days?
He's on his way here. Oh, I can't wait to see him.
- How do you know my brother? - Hello!
You must be Mr James Bond, right?
Monsieur Largo.
Yes. Right.
Are you a man who enjoys games?
It depends with whom I'm playing.
{y:i}Ja. Shall we?
Join us.
These are my friends. They honoured me by coming from all over the world
to give money to my favourite charity.
- And what might that be? - Orphan children.
So... here we are.
The game is called Domination. I designed it myself.
But my problem is, I've never yet found a worthy adversary.
No doubt I shall disappoint you too.
We'll see.
Darling?
This game has one objective: power.
We will be fighting for countries, chosen at random by the machine.
But for this demonstration I will choose France.
Target areas will light up on the map.
Whoever hits them first with his laser beam will score points.
But there is another way to win.
With the left hand, you control two nuclear missiles.
With the right hand, you control a shield to block my missiles.
But if you fail... Boom! I win the game.
You will be red. I will be blue.
Are you ready?
Yes.
Begin.
{y:i}Thank you, gentlemen. Eternal battle {y:i}for the domination of the world begins.
- We play for dollars. {y:i}- Random target selection: S{y:i}pain.
{y:i}Value: $9,000.
{y:i}Play.
{y:i}Blue wins $9,000.
- It gave me a shock. - Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot.
Unlike armchair generals, we will share the pain of our soldiers,
in the form of electric shocks.
One last point: if you let go of the controls, you forfeit the game.
As you were unaware of this, we will begin again.
{y:i}Reset. Thank you.
{y:i}Random target selection: Japan. {y:i}Value: $16,000.
{y:i}- Play. - Excuse me. Excuse me.
{y:i}Blue wins $16,000.
A lucky move on my part. Perhaps I didn't explain.
As the stakes increase, so does the level of pain.
Rather like life. We continue?
Of course.
Good.
{y:i}Eternal battle for {y:i}the domination of the world begins.
{y:i}Random target selection: {y:i}the United S{y:i}tates.
{y:i}Value: $42,000. Play.
{y:i}Red pain level at 50%.
{y:i}Danger level. Repeat. Danger level.
{y:i}60%.
{y:i}65%.
{y:i}Red pain level: 80%.
{y:i}Danger. Danger.
{y:i}Danger.
Domino.
Excuse me.
Are you all right?
Fine.
You lost $58,000.
It goes, of course, to my charity.
I think it's better if we don't continue.
Can we play one more game for the rest of the world?
Win or lose?
You know what that could mean?
Yes.
Good.
- Best of luck. - You too.
{y:i}Final game. {y:i}Remaining countries of the world.
{y:i}Value: $325,000.
{y:i}Play.
{y:i}Blue missile destroyed. {y:i}Blue pain level: 50%.
{y:i}Danger level. Repeat. Danger level.
S{y:i}econd blue missile destroyed.
{y:i}Blue pain level: 55%. Danger.
- Max! - {y:i}65%.
{y:i}Blue pain level: 70%.
- {y:i}Pain level at 80%. - Max!
{y:i}85%. Danger. Danger.
- Max! - {y:i}Danger.
Excuse me.
It seems I underestimated you.
$267,000.
I'll settle for one dance with Domino.
So...
Do you lose as gracefully as you win?
- I wouldn't know. I've never lost. - This game has been played,
and {y:i}I have lost. That's it.
- He's never gone this far before. - He's certifiable.
- A tango, yes? - {y:i}Oui, monsieur.
What is it you're after?
- In part, it's about your brother. - What about my brother?
Did you know he was working for Largo?
That's impossible. Jack is in the US air force.
That's precisely why Largo used him.
Your brother's dead.
Keep dancing. Largo is the prime suspect.
Your brother was used and eliminated.
They move well together, don't they?
Today you have another chance.
This time you'd better not fail.
Number 12.
Excellent.
- You dance amazingly well, Mr Bond. - Oh, it's Domino, really.
- She's such a pleasure to follow. - I know.
I'd love to have you for lunch.
If you are still around tomorrow, why don't you join us on our boat?
- Tomorrow's not good for me. - Why?
- I'm going to pick up Jack. - That's not possible.
Jack phoned earlier to say he'd been delayed again.
At least for another week, maybe two.
Bye-bye.
Thank you very much.
Nicole?
Nicole!
Don't touch him! He's mine!
Come on, come on!
Ha!
{y:i}Quel homme imbécile!
Hold it!
Sit up.
Your gun.
Carefully!
Over here.
Spread your legs.
Good. Very good.
You're quite a man, Mr James Bond.
But {y:i}I am a superior woman.
Guess where you get the first one.
- Well, in view of your hatred of men... - Liar!
You know that making love to Fatima was the greatest pleasure of your life.
Well, to be perfectly honest,
- there {y:i}was this girl in Philadelphia... - Shut up!
- I am the best. - Yes.
Yes, you're right. In fact,
I was going to put you in my memoirs as number one.
All right.
Write!
Now write this...
The greatest rapture in my life was afforded me in a boat in Nassau
by Fatima Blush.
Signed, James Bond,
007.
I just remembered. It's against service policy
- for agents to give out endorsements. - Write!
Right now?
Right now.
Not perfected yet?!
{y:i}Eh, vous, là-bas, arrêtez!
Good show, James! Q actually came through, didn't he?
- How long have you been here? - Long enough.
- Long enough for what? - To see how you handled the lady.
Come on! This way!
{y:i}Allez! Un, deux.
{y:i}Un, deux.
{y:i}Un, deux...
Monsieur Largo is waiting for you, sir.
But of course. Thank you.
This way, sir.
{y:i}Permission de partir? Oui. Dans quel {y:i}direction? Par là ou par là? A droite. Oui.
Hello!
Good morning. You are a bit early for lunch.
- I know. It's rather embarrassing. - Prepare for departure.
- Steward, get some clothes for my guest. - I'm overwhelmed.
- I'm invited for lunch and given a cruise. - Why? You had other plans?
- No, not at all. I'm at your disposal. - Of course. Cigarette?
No, not today, thank you.
So...
- A drink? - A vodka martini?
Of course.
This is my situation room. From here, the world comes to me.
- You could run a small government. - Oh, no, I could run a large government.
- What's your latest venture? - Oil.
A new departure, besides which my other enterprises are of little consequence.
Well, if it's that big, let's hope it doesn't blow up in your face.
Mr Bond! Excuse me.
I have work to do. Time is money.
By the way, the staterooms are aft.
Don't forget... 12 o'clock... lunch.
Mr Bond...
Enjoy the ship.
Mr Bond!
There's fresh clothes in your cabin.
- If you'd like to follow me... - Thank you.
What happened to my brother?
- Why are you here? - Just trust me.
"The Tears of Allah." Does that mean anything to you?
This is it.
He gave it to me.
- He said it was very valuable. - It doesn't look it.
Have you any idea where we're heading?
North Africa. He's got a house, a place called Palmyra.
Somehow I've got to transmit a message out of here.
It could be risky, but I'm going to need your help.
- What do you want me to do? - I'm going to kiss you.
I want you to respond as if you liked it.
I'm doing this for two very good reasons.
One, because I'm hoping to provoke a reaction.
And the other one?
Because I always wanted to.
{y:i}False alarm! False alarm!
{y:i}All crew return to stations.
We've had a message from one of our ships in the Med. I think it's from Bond.
- About time. - He used emergency code Tango Zebra.
- "Heading North Africa, Palmyra." - Palmyra? Where is that?
Haven't a clue, sir.
Well, find out about it, will you?
I'll do my best, sir.
North Africa?
- Quite impressive, huh? - Very.
That's my retreat, where I can escape and enjoy all my treasures.
How do you like...
your new home, my princess?
Bond, the game is over. Take him away.
{y:i}Et doucement!
That belonged to Napoleon's empress.
That is my greatest treasure.
Take it.
Take it. But be careful.
That is your... wedding present.
You betrayed me.
But I forgive you.
And what about my brother?
Your brother...
I hate you. I hate you.
Oh, Domino!
- Domino! - You're crazy.
{y:i}Ja, maybe...
I'm crazy.
What a wonderful view.
You'll see.
Every game has to have a winner.
So...
{y:i}Ciao, bello!
- Largo. - Bond.
In that case, where did you hide the bombs?
You still think of escape? I must say, I admire your spirit.
Well...
Bomb number one is right under the president's feet...
in Washington DC.
And number two?
You were a very good secret agent.
Really.
Bye.
I'm sure this will amuse you.
Goodbye, Domino.
Cover it up.
- Hold on! - Whoa! What are you doing?
James!
- You're a hard man to keep up with! - Clear the line to Washington, Felix.
That's where the first bomb is.
It was never like this when {y:i}I was in the navy.
Here we are.
What's the matter?
You're going back after Largo, aren't you?
Well, I have to.
I want him as much as you do.
Probably more. I can understand you hating him.
Well, maybe... maybe I don't hate him enough to risk losing you.
But I don't want to risk losing me, either.
{y:i}Commander Bond, {y:i}the Washington bomb has been defused.
{y:i}Now, sir, from London, {y:i}your chief wants to speak to you.
{y:i}This is M. We've cracked the code {y:i}for disarming the warheads,
{y:i}but we've only got five hours {y:i}to find the second bomb.
{y:i}Now, as you perfectly well know, {y:i}I have absolute confidence in you, and I...
- That's what kept me going, sir. {y:i}- All right, then, I'll be brief with you.
{y:i}I know you've got your hands full.
{y:i}If you should come through {y:i}this fearful ordeal unscathed,
{y:i}I'd like to offer you {y:i}lunch at my club. Over.
That's a thrilling prospect, sir.
But if I {y:i}do get through this,
I may have other plans.
- Steady at 300. - Steady at 300.
There she is, sir!
- What's she reading? - Seven fathoms, sir.
No way we can get in there. The water's too shallow.
Nothing. Nothing moving on board.
AWAC surveillance reports no sightings on shore.
Now why did Largo anchor here?
Your pendant. Give it to me.
This is "The Tears of Allah".
The story goes that the prophet wept and his tears made a well.
The contours are the same.
The diamond must mark a place.
That would be about here.
Right where the oilfields begin!
Sir, there is underwater activity in the area.
Check the area for underwater caves.
Sonar signals do indicate a cavity below sea level at 015 degrees.
There's an underground river there.
Commander Pederson, are you equipped with the new XT-7Bs?
That's top secret. How do you know about them?
From a Russian translation of one of your service manuals.
Sorry about that.
{y:i}Ports open.
{y:i}Fire one!
{y:i}Fire two!
{y:i}Cut track.
Be careful of the housing.
Watch it!
I've got to go in.
We don't have much time.
Give the sub our position and get some help.
Kovacs? Kovacs? Come.
Here, look.
Well done, Dr Kovacs.
{y:i}Go ahead. Go ahead.
When the warhead is ready for its final voyage, we will drink a toast.
There is nothing that can stop us any more.
The guide rope! Keep the tension!
The Tears of Allah.
Sweet, like money.
For years, it has been a monument to power,
but nothing like what we now possess. Huh, Kovacs?
Everybody stay undercover! You, get up there!
Leiter, stay down!
What took you so long? Hold up on the heavy stuff. Bond is still in there!
It's armed.
Largo got away with the warhead.
Call down a chopper. I'm going to try the oasis. Good luck.
Bond's clear! We're movin' in!
Ah! There you are.
I always have a martini at five.
You'll never give up your old habits, James.
No, you're wrong. Those days are over.
Ah!
Oh, no.
I'm sorry, Mr Bond. Obviously caught you at a bad moment.
- M sent you. - Only to plead for your return, sir.
M says without you in the service
he fears for the security of the civilised world.
- Never again. - Never?
{y:i}Never, never say never again
{y:i}You walk in a room
{y:i}A woman can feel the heat
{y:i}One look is a guarantee
{y:i}Nights could be long and sweet
{y:i}The message is clear
{y:i}Like nothing I've ever known
{y:i}But from all that I hear
{y:i}Forget about long-range plans
{y:i}Cos this man's got his own
{y:i}To get mixed up with {y:i}a man who says never
{y:i}May be big trouble, but then
{y:i}I just could be the woman to take you
{y:i}And make you never say never again
{y:i}Never, never say never again
{y:i}You've got all the moves
{y:i}Ah, but baby I got 'em too
{y:i}No matter your attitude or your mood
{y:i}I'll come through
{y:i}The touch of your voice
{y:i}The feel of your eyes on me
{y:i}You leave me no choice
{y:i}Though I know there's danger there
{y:i}I don't care, let it be
{y:i}To get in bed with {y:i}a man who says never
{y:i}May have no future, but then
{y:i}I just could be the woman to reach you
{y:i}And teach you to never say never again
{y:i}I'll bet you, I'll get you
{y:i}I'll reach you, I'll teach you
{y:i}I'll take you, I'll make you
Visiontext Subtitles: David Van-Cauter
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