Tell Conley to resume pumping.
This is yours, I believe.
Defuse it.
Well!
- Pola Ivanova! - James Bond!
- Check the beach area. - Let's get out of here.
That feels wonderful!
Feels even better from where I'm sitting.
- Would you like it harder? - James, you haven't changed.
Well, you have.
You're even lovelier.
James, that night in London when I was with the Bolshoi...
What a performance!
In my dressing room later...
Did you know I was an agent with orders to seduce you?
Why do you think I sent you three dozen "red" roses?
Now that "was" a performance.
Quite a coincidence, us running into one another!
- Come on, tell me the truth. - Let's not talk shop.
Let's put on something more...
- inspirational. - Why not?
Are you all right?
The bubbles tickle my...
Tchaikovsky!
Détente can be beautiful.
This is no time to be discussing politics.
Pola?
Yes, darling?
You know something? Tomorrow I shall buy you "six" dozen red roses.
How lovely darling. I can't wait.
The tape?
The Silicon Valley operation must not be delayed.
Main Strike's in three days. Any delays, I hold you responsible.
It's essential the remaining pipelines are open on time.
Our economy needs investors like Mr Zorin.
California welcomes him with open arms.
- May I quote you on that, Mr Howe? - Certainly.
Is there anything else I can tell the "Financial Times"?
Yes. My readers want to know why Zorin is pumping sea water "into" his pipeline
instead of pumping oil out.
Sea water is used to test the integrity of the pipeline.
It's a lot safer than oil. Just in case there are any leaks.
Well, I didn't know that.
Well, thank you, Mr Howe. That about wraps it up.
Would you come this way, please?
If you'd like any further information just call me, Mr...
Stock. James Stock. Thank you, Mr Howe.
- Mr Howe! - Stacey, what do you want?
I have some porosity tests I want to show you.
I can only spare a couple of minutes.
Sorry.
Come out real slow.
Just another Zorin stooge, Mr... whatever your name was.
Actually, it's James Stock. London "Financial Times".
You can tell the police which.
And you can tell them about the $5 million payoff you received from Zorin.
I saw the cheque.
You cut the line.
Get back.
Sit down.
- What's this loaded with? - Rock salt.
Now you tell me.
No!
The vase! No!
Take this.
Oh, hell!
Sorry, Granddad.
Hey, wait for me!
Thank you.
My pleasure.
All the king's horses and all his men won't do much with that.
That's all right. It was Granddad's ashes.
But he always loved a good fight.
I'm Stacey. Sutton.
- Yes. - And... you're a reporter.
- What was it? - Stock. James Stock.
- Right. - Yes, I'm researching an article on Zorin.
I used a friend's name to get an invitation to the chateau.
I can tell you a few things about Zorin.
I'd like to hear them.
I have to feed him. Are you hungry?
- What are you serving? Whiskas? - I only have leftovers in the fridge.
- I'm a pathetic cook. - I'll lend a hand.
- You can cook? - I've been known to dabble.
Sounds interesting. What is it?
An omelette.
Now, you were telling me about your grandfather.
He left Sutton Oil to Dad - who expected me, as the only child, to take it over.
- So at college I studied geology. - And then what happened?
Zorin. He took over Sutton Oil in a rigged proxy fight.
I fought him in the courts. It's taken all I had.
All the cash, the furniture, everything.
So I took this job as state geologist
and I've just managed to hold on to the house and my shares.
And that's what the $5 million were for? Your shares?
Ten times more than they're worth.
Just drop the lawsuit and shut my mouth.
I haven't accepted yet.
So Zorin sent along his gorillas to help you make up your mind.
They have.
I'd sell everything and live in a tent before I give up.
That was delicious.
And the way you handled those men.
Well, those...
baboons could come back.
I hope not.
Well, then, I'll...
check the windows and doors, and...
- Reconnect the telephone. - The box is outside my bedroom window.
I think I should be able to find that.
Good morning.
Oh, I say! Breakfast "out" of bed.
- What's wrong with them? - We had an earth tremor.
They're extremely sensitive to seismic activity.
Let's see what the Earthquake Center has on it.
Just a minor tremor. Measured 2.5 on the Richter scale. Location...
That's odd. The epicentre's near Zorin's oil field.
I told Howe yesterday that Zorin was pumping sea water into his wells.
- Is there a connection? - Sea water?
Those wells are in the Hayward fault.
- Are you sure? - I checked it myself.
That's incredibly dangerous.
Howe "has" to stop Zorin now.
- What happened? - I got fired.
- He fired me. - All right. Calm down.
This evening we'll meet a friend of mine from Washington.
Maybe, just maybe, he'll come up with a few answers.
I wish we could be more specific about Zorin's intentions before I go to the top.
Flooding a fault could cause a major earthquake.
But what would Zorin have to gain?
On the tape Zorin mentioned Silicon Valley. Could that be affected?
No, not severely. Silicon Valley's too far away.
But if we knew how many wells were involved, we might get a clearer picture.
That information's available at City Hall.
- I still have my security pass. - Then let's go to City Hall.
- Let me go and get it. - I'll tell Washington we need more help.
Don't waste any time. There's only 24 hours.
- Good evening, Jeff. - Evening, ma'am.
- Won't be long - OK.
- Main Strike. - Hey, I know that place.
That's an abandoned silver mine by the San Andreas fault.
Alive and well, I see. And still bungling in the dark.
Well, then, why don't you enlighten me, Zorin?
You're out of your depth.
And you, Sutton. You should have accepted my more than generous offer.
- You can take your offer and shove it. - Don't bother, Stacey
He's a psychopath.
You two have joined forces?
- That simplifies things. - He's probably armed.
Stacey, I...
Mr Zorin.
Call the police, Mr Howe.
- What's going on? - Tell them... there's been a break-in.
Ask them to get here as soon as possible.
You're being used, Mr Howe.
Do it.
Hello.
We've had a break-in here.
- City Hall, office 306. Come at once. - Right away.
- What have they done? - You discharged her.
So she and her accomplice came here to kill you.
Then they set fire to the office to conceal the crime,
but they were trapped in the elevator.
And perished in the flames.
But that means I would have to be...
Dead.
That's rather neat. Don't you think?
Brilliant. I'm almost speechless with admiration.
Intuitive improvisation is the secret of genius.
"Herr Doktor" Mortner will be proud of his creation.
Please.
Get back.
- Out. - Let's go.
Get back!
Hold tight.
Come on, Stacey.
Give me your hand. Stretch!
Don't go away.
James, don't leave me!
Help me!
I'll be right with you.
Help!
- It "is" the City Hall. - I'll call the fire department.
Try and come this side of the girder.
- Catch this. - I can't reach it!
Come on. Catch!
Now... push!
Go on.
Good girl. You're nearly there.
Go on, stretch!
Get this TV crew outta here, will ya?
Come on. Get outta my way.
All we know is that there are people trapped inside of City Hall.
Come on. Back off, will ya?
Let us through, goddammit.
Give her some air. Comin' through. Out of the way, please.
Stacey! You're safe.
Let me through, goddammit.
I wanna talk to you.
Captain. If you can get to Howe's office you'll find him dead.
We found him - and this gun. This yours?
- Yes, thanks. - Turn around.
If you check with Chuck Lee of the CIA, he'll inform you who I am.
- We found his body in Chinatown. - What?
- You're under arrest. - Wait.
This is James Stock of the London "Financial Times".
Actually I'm with the British Secret Service.
The name is Bond. James Bond.
- Is he? - Are you?
Yes.
And I'm Dick Tracy and you're still under arrest.
Get in here.
Hey, where's that guy goin'? That ladder's unlocked.
Is that true what you said about the British secret service?
Yes, I'm afraid it is.
My real name "is" Bond. James Bond. You must take my word for it.
Put your hand on this.
The wheel! Take over. Put your foot on here.
James, where are you going?
To all units. Intercept murder suspect in stolen fire truck.
He may be armed and he's sure dangerous.
- Pull away you idiots. - I can't. The fenders are locked!
- I told you, they're locked! - Oh, my God, watch out!
- James! - Turn!
Not this way. That way!
- Swing me back! - Oh, jeez!
Drive on!
- I think I can get him. - Go for it!
That should keep them on the wrong track.
Hello.
Raise the bridge? Right now?
Yes, sir!
I got him. Oh, jeez, I got him!
Keep going!
Oh, my God!
Hey, watch out! Get out of the way!
Jesus!
Oh, mother!
Holy shit!
Move it!
Harris...
Forget about that sergeant promotion.
You'll have to pay for this vehicle. 100 bucks a month out of your paycheck.
Oh, no!
Wake up. We're there.
There's a lot of activity for an abandoned mine.
That truckload of explosives should last them for months.
Here comes next year's supply.
Get down.
- Where's the fire? - On your rear end.
Give me a hand.
Gerry...
- It's the rules. Hard hat area. - Thanks.
Follow the signs.
Move it. You're late!
You two, come here.
Give us a hand unloading this.
OK, leave it there.
Get a coffee over at the hut. Come back in 20 minutes.
It's women's lib. They're taking over the Teamsters.
OK, get this stuff movin'! We're an hour late.
I should take a closer look at that mine.
What's stopping you?
That's a good idea of yours. Pity you couldn't find one that fits.
Why walk when you can ride?
Keep it coming, keep it coming.
OK, let's go.
Will you keep still!
Do you know what I'm sitting on?
I'm trying not to think about it.
Stand clear.
All personnel not on essential duties, leave underground area immediately.
Standby crew, we need you up here.
Ready to unload.
OK, stand clear.
Let's go, standby crew.
Break off. Stand clear.
Standby forward. Bring the gag up here and clear these barriers away.
Come on, let's go. We haven't got all day.
Clear the safety barrier.
Come on, move!
Hey, on the crane! Swing the cradle over here.
Take it off.
Bring it over. Easy.
- You found anything? - Yes. I think I have.
Good.
Good. Hold 'em.
OK, get those wedges in there tight!
Come on, lay the head down here. OK?
The San Andreas Lake is right above us. Lots of seepage. Could flood any minute.
Finish shoring up the roof. I'll send the lug back.
OK.
Bring up some timber, on the double!
He'll kill millions.
These green lights - they're Zorin's oil wells.
The ones he's been using to pump sea water into the Hayward fault.
What are these tunnels for under these lakes?
These lead straight into this section of the San Andreas fault.
Zorin just has to blast through the bottom of these lakes to flood the fault.
- And create a... double earthquake? - Yes. Except...
Except right beneath us is the key geological lock
that keeps the faults from moving at once.
Hey, let's go!
All those explosives. Would they be enough to break the lock?
Of course!
If they go off, both faults move at once.
Silicon Valley and everything in it submerged for ever.
If it happened at the peak of the spring tide for maximum effect...
That's today at 9.41. In less than an hour!
- We have to go and warn people. - Wait!
Stand back.
Jump!
Get him.
- Get 'em back to work. - You men, get back to work.
It's Bond.
Close up the entrance. Nobody gets out.
Hold it!
In.
Come on.
- Did you pass anyone back there? - No. I saw no one.
- Now which way? - The map.
There's a draught from up there.
- It must be a ventilation shaft. - Wait!
That must lead to the fault. The water from the lakes!
Yes. And it'll be flooding any moment.
Come on.
You two, that way.
Give me your hand.
It's time to flood the fault.
But... May Day. And my men.
Yeah. A convenient coincidence.
Mr Zorin, those men are loyal to you.
Hurry!
- Get help. Quick! - Get a doctor.
Come on, run for your life!
Give me some spare clips.
Keep climbing!
Keep going!
James!
Good. Right on schedule.
Let's go.
And I thought that creep loved me!
You're not the only one he double-crossed.
All outboard valves fully locked, sir.
The water level's dropping.
Pump pressure good.
Jenny!
Come on. There's nothing you can do for them now.
Up and away!
Silicon Valley. Perfect!
Hold position here.
Only minutes more, Carl. Nothing can stop it now.
The greatest cataclysm in history.
And all attributed to natural causes.
Exactly.
We must hurry.
I have to get down and defuse that detonator.
You can't. The time has been booby trapped.
If you tamper with it we're going to blow up.
Then we have to bring the whole thing up. But how?
Get on the rig. I'll lower you down.
Get on!
Keep going!
Come on.
OK, hold it there.
Take it up!
- Get on! - It's too heavy. Go!
Get on, dammit!
OK, go!
Keep going!
That's it.
Swing it over to the truck.
Easy. Gently!
Right, lower it.
Take her up.
We've only seconds before this blows. If it does, that powder keg goes with it.
The handbrake slipped.
Push!
- Jump! - I have to hold the brake off.
Jump!
Get Zorin for me!
May Day, jump!
Only seconds to go.
May Day, jump!
May Day!
James.
Stacey, behind you! Get down!
Come on, get in. Get up here!
The ship's nose is heavy. He must be on the mooring rope.
This'll hurt him more than me.
More! More power.
More. Do it!
Full throttle!
Right rudder. Do it!
Stop it!
Get her off!
- Stop it! Are you crazy? - Get her off. Get away!
Go get him.
Go!
Stacey, jump!
Get a foothold!
Max!
James!
Stacey, give me your hand.
Get under the pipe.
OK, stay there.
James, look out!
Stacey, hold tight!
- Stacey, are you there? - You betcha!
- Are you all right? - Yes.
There's never a cab when you want one.
The Order of Lenin, for Comrade Bond.
The first time ever awarded to a non-Soviet citizen.
I'd have expected the KGB to celebrate if Silicon Valley "had" been destroyed.
On the contrary, Admiral.
Where would Russian research be without it?
Is Commander Bond here? I'd like to thank him personally.
Sadly he's missing. We are continuing our search,
but must presume the worst.
A bit of soap here... and a little soap there!
- Oh, drat! I've dropped the soap. - I'll get it.
"That" is not the soap.
- Hello? - Grandfather calling Q.
- What's the position? - 007 alive.
- Where is he? What's he doing? - Just cleaning up a few details.
Oh, James...!
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