PUKCH'ONG COAST, NORTH KOREA
(chattering in Korean)
Look, what is this? I'm supposed to...
Colonel Tan-Sun Moon's HQ De-Militarized Zone, North Korea
(kung-fu cries)
(Korean) Open the bag.
(Korean) That will teach you to lecture me.
(Korean) Retract the blast doors.
(Korean) Find me a new anger therapist.
(order in Korean)
I am Zao.
You are late.
Mr. Van Bierk. I've been 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 embargo.
I know all about the UN. I studied at Oxford and Harvard.
Majored in Western hypocrisy.
From your modest little collection of cars, I would never have guessed.
- Show me the diamonds. - Show me the weapons.
(Korean) Bring the weapons.
Hiding weapons in the demilitarized zone. It's a bit of a minefield out there.
America's cultural contribution.
One million land mines, and my hovercrafts float right over them.
RPGs, flamethrowers, automatic weapons
and enough ammunition to run a small war.
My diamonds?
(Korean) Check it over quick.
- Don't blow it all at once. - I've special plans for this consignment.
(beeping)
His name is James Bond. A British assassin.
Mr. Van Bierk, let me show you something.
Our new tank buster.
- Depleted uranium shells, naturally. - Naturally.
And how do you propose to kill me now...
Mr. Bond?
It's pathetic that you British still believe you have the right to police the world.
But you will not live to see the day all Korea is ruled by the North.
Then you and I have something in common.
(radio)
(Korean) Who is it?
Where's my son?
It's the General.
Hello, Father.
Why is there a fire?
I'll be there in five minutes.
(Korean) Get the weapons out of here...
and kill the spy.
(shouts orders in Korean)
(shouts in Korean)
(yells)
(shouts in Korean)
(screams)
(shouts in Korean)
Saved by the bell.
(Korean voices)
My son is dead.
(shouts orders in Korean)
(# "Die Another Day" by Madonna)
# I'm gonna wake up Yes and no
# I'm gonna kiss some part of
# I'm gonna keep this secret
# I'm gonna close my body now
# I guess I'll die another day
# Sigmund Freud
# Analyze this
# I'm gonna break the cycle
# I'm gonna shake up the system
# I'm gonna destroy my ego
# I'm gonna close my body now
# Uh, uh
# I think I'll find another way
# There's so much more to know
# I guess I'll die another day
# It's not my time to go
# For every sin, I'll have to pay
# A time to work A time to play
# I think I'll find another way
# It's not my time to go
# I'm gonna avoid the cliché
# I'm gonna suspend my senses
# I'm gonna delay my pleasure
# I'm gonna close my body now
# I guess I'll die another day
# I think I'll find another way
# There's so much more to know
# I guess I'll die another day
# It's not my time to go
# Uh, uh
# Guess I'll die another day
# Another day
(door unlocking)
14 months later
I don't condone what they do here.
Tell it to the concierge.
(speaks Korean)
Still you jest.
Defiant to the last.
Your people have abandoned you.
Your very existence denied.
Why stay silent?
It doesn't matter any more.
Things are out of my hands.
(speaks Korean)
We reach the end, Mr. Bond.
Spare me the unpleasantries.
50 years after the superpowers carved Korea in two.
And then you arrive.
A British spy. An assassin.
And now the hardliners have their proof we cannot trust the West.
You...
You took away my son.
Your firing 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 corrupt him.
Let's get this over with, shall we?
My son had an ally 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!
(shouts in Korean)
Start walking.
(shouting in Korean)
(man over Tannoy) Keep walking, please.
Keep moving.
Zao!
I'm being traded.
- For you. - Keep moving. Keep walking, please.
Your time will come.
Not as soon as yours.
Keep walking, please.
Look at him.
You'd think he was some kind of a hero.
- OK, hold him tight. - (groans)
- Watch his legs now. - All right, let's go.
(medic) No biological agents in the prelim scan. He's clean.
(medic #2) Pulse 72. Blood pressure 120 over 80.
(medic #1) Indications of neurotoxins, histamine, serotonin, enzyme inhibitors.
Scorpion venom.
(medic #2) Also traces of a venom antiserum.
They'd sting him, then administer the antidote.
(medic #1) Yet his internal organs seem unaffected.
(medic #2) Liver not too good. It's definitely him, then.
Morning.
Welcome back.
Such hospitality.
You don't seem too pleased to see me.
If I'd had my way, you'd 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 caught.
And now he's free.
I never asked to be traded.
- I'd rather die in prison than let him loose. - You had your cyanide.
Threw it away years ago. What the hell is this about?
The top US agent in the North Korean High Command was executed last week.
The Americans intercepted a signal from your prison naming him.
- And they think it's me? - You were the only inmate.
They concluded you cracked and were hemorrhaging information.
We had to get you out.
And what do you think?
With drugs, you wouldn't know what you did or didn't say.
I know the rules.
And number one is no deals. Get caught and you're given up.
The mission was compromised.
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, it's 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.
- Double-O status rescinded. - Along with my freedom?
For as long as I deem necessary, yes.
You're no use to anyone now.
(heart monitor beeping)
(shouting in Korean)
(alarm)
- He's gone into cardiac arrest. - Crash trolley. Notify his superiors. Now!
He's flatlining on the ECG.
200 joules. 300.
Get me some atropine. We're losing him!
Stand by. Clear.
Argh!
I'm checkin' out.
Thanks for the kiss of life.
(Tannoy) Security breach on level three. All personnel defensive, code red.
Apprehend and detain with force.
Security breach on level three.
All personnel defensive, code red.
Apprehend and detain with force.
Security breach on level three.
All personnel defensive, code red.
(sirens)
(groans)
My usual suite, please.
Do you have a credit card?
Or even any luggage, sir?
Mr. Bond, so good to see you. It's been a long time.
Mr. Chang.
(Chinese) Open the Presidential Suite.
Could you send up my tailor and some food?
The lobster's good, with quails' eggs and sliced seaweed.
- And if there's any left, a '61 Bollinger. - Of course.
(Chinese) Do it quickly.
Been busy, have we, Mr. Bond?
Just surviving, Mr. Chang.
Just surviving.
(doorbell)
I am Peaceful Fountains of Desire. The masseuse.
I come with compliments of the manager.
I'm sure you do. Come in.
On the bed, please. Face down.
Yes, of course.
- I'm not that kind of masseuse. - Uh-huh.
I'm not that kind of customer.
(shocked shouting)
You think I haven't always known you're Chinese Intelligence, Chang?
- Hong Kong's our turf now, Bond. - Don't worry. I'm not here to take it back.
(Chinese)
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?
Chance to get even.
Zao has information I need.
- I'll have to ask Beijing. - Do it.
Now get out. Unless you really want to give me a massage.
(Chinese)
Ah, Mr. Bond.
A little "thank you" from us.
- Cuba? - It seems Mr. Zao's lost himself in Havana.
If you find him, say goodbye from us.
With pleasure.
HAVANA
- ¿Sí? - I'm here to pick up Delectados.
Delectados? We haven't made Delectados in 30 years.
I'm from Universal Exports. Check with your boss.
(speaks Spanish)
Follow me.
Your passport, señor.
(man speaking Spanish)
I'd come to think the Delectados would never be smoked.
They are particularly hazardous for one's health, Mr...
Bond.
Mr. Bond.
- D'you know why? - It's the addition of the Volado tobacco.
Slow-burning.
It never goes out.
- Just like a sleeper. - Sorry 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 interest in other people's freedom.
(speaks Spanish)
I still have some friends in high places.
Favors called in. Some dollars spread about.
We find your friend is here, on an island in Los Organos.
There is a strange clinic run by Doctor Alvarez.
He leads the field in gene therapy.
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 badly out of the revolution.
We all have our ways of getting by.
You'd be surprised how many government officials come to me
for reminders of the decadent times.
Ah, yeah, well.
- Mind if I borrow these? - Please.
My sources tell me this Zao is dangerous. I wish I could give you more help.
Mm...
I could use a fast car.
Mm.
Mojito, por favor.
Mr. Krug, your admittance papers for the Alvarez Clinic tomorrow.
About bloody time, Fidel.
Now round up some more girls and take them to room 42.
Unless you want to be known as Fidel Castrato.
(speaks Spanish)
Magnificent view.
It is, isn't it?
Too bad it's lost on everybody else.
Mojito?
You should try it.
Giacinta Johnson. My friends call me Jinx.
My friends call me James Bond.
Jinx, you say.
Born on Friday the 13th.
Do you believe in bad luck?
Let's just say my relationships don't seem to last.
Hm. I know the feeling.
Predators usually appear at sunset.
- And why is that? - It's when their prey comes out to drink.
Too strong for you?
I could learn to like it, if I had the time.
How much time have you got?
- Until dawn. What about you? - Oh, I'm just here for the birds.
Hm.
- Ornithologist. - Ah.
Ornithologist, huh?
Wow. Now there's a mouthful.
So you're gonna be busy tonight with the owls then, huh?
No owls in Los Organos. 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? - Oh...
I've been missing the touch of a good woman.
Who says I'm good?
What the hell do you want? I don't need a wheelchair.
No?
You do now.
- ¡Buenos días! - ¡Hola!
Señor.
- OK. - Gracias.
Isla Los Organos
Llama a un médico.
¡Buenos días!
So you are to have DNA replacement therapy.
Let me explain the two phases.
First, we kill off your bone marrow, wipe the DNA slate clean.
Phase two: introduction of new DNA harvested from healthy donors -
orphans, runaways, people that won't be missed.
I like to think of myself as 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.
(various languages over speakers)
(man) My father was a sergeant. We lived in Hampshire.
I have fond memories of the countryside.
(Japanese over speaker)
(Korean over speaker)
(German over speaker)
(Korean over speaker)
Oh, good.
Got your attention.
Who's bankrolling your makeover, Zao? Hm?
Same person who set me up in North Korea?
Argh!
(alarm)
(screaming)
James? What's goin' on?
Jinx, you've gotta get out of here now! Move! Move!
Vamos! Vamos!
Argh!
Vamos!
Move it! Move it! Let's go!
Argh!
(motor starts up)
(shouting in Spanish)
See, my friend, the chemical composition shows this is from Sierra Leone.
- Conflict diamonds. - Yeah.
There's some kind of marking here.
- "GG." - Let me see.
Oh, yes.
From the Graves Corporation in Iceland.
That's his laser signature.
A man called Gustav Graves discovered diamonds there a year or so ago.
Yet they're identical to conflict diamonds.
- What an amazing coincidence. - Hm.
(man) How can he escape from a British warship in Hong Kong, under your nose?!
- Interesting 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, didn't he?
It is what he's trained to do.
Your boy's been busy in his training. He showed up in Cuba and torches a clinic.
Listen, you put your house in order, or we're gonna do it for you.
(# "London Calling" by The Clash)
Your drink, sir.
Lucky I asked for it shaken.
# London calling to the faraway towns
# Now war is declared and battle come down
# London calling to the underworld
# Come out of the cupboard, you boys and girls
- When's he coming? - I don't know.
- Looks like your man won't make it. - Actually, he's right on time.
# London calling See we ain't got no swing
# Cos London is drowning and I live by the river
(gasps of shock and confusion)
- Wonderful day to become a knight. - Will you use your title, Mr. Graves?
I'm proud of my adopted nation, but I'd never stand on ceremony.
After that entrance, you can't be surprised to be called
- a self-publicizing, adrenaline junkie. - I prefer the term "adventurer".
There are rumors about the Icarus space program. What's the secret?
It's not a secret, it's a surprise. You'll soon be enlightened.
You seem to work 24-seven. Is it true you don't need sleep?
You only get one shot at life. Why waste it on sleep?
Are you trying out for the British Olympic fencing team? You've trained furiously.
I never get furious. As they say in fencing, "What's the point?"
Thank you very much. We don't want to keep Her Majesty waiting any longer.
- Mr. Graves? - Mr. Graves?
(swords clattering)
- (buzzer) - (referee) Hit.
- (buzzer) - That's a hit.
- (buzzer) - Hit.
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've come undone.
Why not?
(referee) Hit. Positions.
Play.
Feast your eyes on the club's finest blade.
- Agh! - (buzzer)
- Gustav Graves? - Mm-mm. His publicist, Miranda Frost.
- Et Ià! - (buzzer)
My protégée.
Gorgeous, isn't she?
She took the gold at Sydney.
- By default, if I remember. - Default?
The one who beat her OD'd on steroids.
Miranda deserved that gold.
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 wanna 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.
- £1,000 a point too much for you? - Hm.
Care to place a bet, Verity?
No, thanks.
I don't like cockfights.
Shall we?
Excuse me.
Best of three hits?
(referee) Positions.
Ready. Play.
En garde.
- Hah! - Hit.
Positions.
Play.
(shouting)
- Et Ià! - (buzzer)
(referee) Hit.
(Graves) 2-0.
- D'you want to continue? - D'you want to up the wager?
How much can you afford?
Let's play for this.
I picked it up in Cuba.
I believe it's one of yours.
My, my.
They do get around. But, then, diamonds are for everyone.
Brilliant specimen. Completely flawless.
And chemically identical to African conflict diamonds.
Then you're about to lose something very precious.
(referee) Positions.
Ready. Play.
En garde.
Argh!
Oh, dear.
You want to continue?
Of course I want to bloody continue!
But since we're upping the wager, let's up the weapons, shall we?
Yeah.
Let's do this the old-fashioned way. First blood drawn from the torso.
(club member) Ooh! Steady on!
Agh!
Argh!
Agh!
That is enough!
It's just a little sport, Miranda.
It seems you beat me, Mr. Bond.
Settle downstairs, shall we?
Miranda.
You're a rare challenge, Mr. Bond.
I'm putting on a scientific demonstration in Iceland at the weekend. Icarus?
Join us. Miranda, make the arrangements.
Once I've smoothed things over with the club.
What would I do without you?
Can I expect the pleasure of you in Iceland?
You'll never have that pleasure, Mr. Bond.
Oh.
Excuse me, Commander Bond. Someone left this for you.
Place needed redecorating anyway.
(Big Ben chimes)
I heard of this place.
Never thought I'd find myself here.
Some things are best kept underground.
An abandoned station for abandoned agents.
- Your 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 won't compromise.
Well, I don't have the luxury of seeing things as black and white.
- While you were gone the world changed. - Not for me.
You're 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 Argentinean diamond mine learns engineering.
Makes a huge find in Iceland and gives half of it to charity.
Hm. From nothing to everything in no time at all.
- And his demonstration this weekend? - Probably just another publicity stunt.
Now, tell me what you know about this Cuban clinic.
Gene therapy. New identities courtesy of DNA transplants.
So-called "beauty parlor".
We'd heard rumors of such a place. I didn't think it really existed.
It doesn't any more.
Zao got away.
But he left these behind.
All from Gustav Graves's mine.
I think it's a front for laundering African conflict diamonds.
We need to tread carefully. Graves is politically connected.
- Lucky I'm on the outside, then. - It seems you've become useful again.
Hm.
Then maybe it's time you let me get on with my job.
(two silenced gunshots)
Forgive my mentioning 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's only got a flesh wound.
There's always an excuse, isn't there, Double-O Zero?
Give me the old firing range any day, Quartermaster.
Yes, but it's called the future, so get used to it.
So, this is where they keep the old relics then, eh?
I'll have you know this is where our most cutting-edge technology is developed.
- 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 pane unbreakable glass, one standard-issue ring finger.
- Twist so, et voilà. - (high-pitched tone)
Ultra high-frequency, single-digit, sonic agitator unit.
You're cleverer than you look.
Better than looking cleverer than you are. Follow me, please.
- Now, a new watch. Your 20th, I believe. - How time flies.
Yes, well, 007, why don't you establish a record by actually returning this one?
Your new transportation.
You've been down here too long.
- The ultimate in British engineering. - You must be joking.
As I learnt from my predecessor, Bond, I never joke about my work.
Aston Martin call it the Vanquish. We call it the Vanish.
- Oh, very good. - Adaptive camouflage.
Tiny cameras on all sides project the image they see
onto a light-emitting polymer skin on the opposite side.
To the casual eye, it's as good as invisible.
Plus the usual refinements: ejector seat, torpedoes,
target-seeking shotguns to shoot down mobile objects.
Acquaint yourself with the manual. Should be able to shoot through it in two hours.
Just took a few seconds, Q.
Wish I could make you vanish.
(knocking)
Come in.
Before you leave on your mission for Iceland,
tell me what you know of James Bond.
He's a double-O. And a wild one, as I discovered today.
He'll light fuses on any explosive situation and be a danger to himself and others.
Kill first, ask questions later.
He's a blunt instrument whose primary method is to provoke and confront.
A man nobody can get close to. A womanizer.
Well, you're going to be seeing a lot more of him in Iceland.
With great respect, a man like him could blow my cover.
Miss Frost, you volunteered for this, but in three months you've turned up nothing.
Graves seems to be clean.
Well, Bond thinks differently, so I'm going to let him do what you so ably described -
mix things up a little with Mr. Graves.
And with you there, things won't be able to get out of hand.
In your three years in Cryptology, you've kept business and pleasure separate.
You haven't fraternized with any of your fellow agents,
despite several advances.
I think it would be foolish to get involved with someone within the community.
Especially James Bond.