What about a lift to the top?
It is not permitted. All is private.
Surely there's a restaurant, a sports club up there. I've seen them advertised.
- It's all closed down. - Since when? I've seen them advertised.
You are mistaken. For many weeks now they are finished.
- But I'd still like to get to the top. - From here upwards is forbidden. Private.
Closed.
All right.
It's my go now.
- Sir Hilary. - Good morning.
Good morning, Sir Hilary. Your stiffness of last night, it is all gone?
- For the time being. - Then come and do curling with us.
- Won't that be energetic? - No.
- We will show you. - You can teach me.
- We're leaving very soon. I must see you. - Eight o'clock tonight.
And the man was alone?
- Good morning, ladies. - Morning.
Good morning, Sir Hilary. And how's your research?
Riveting. And very promising too.
I've never heard anything so ridiculous.
- Since when is climbing an offense? - Excuse me.
- Piz Gloria, sir, is private property. - The whole bloody alp? Ridiculous.
There are signs, and my servant warned you at the station.
Your throw, I think it is.
No, Fräulein. I had my throw. Made a mess of it.
That didn't count. Throw again.
- Yes, go on. - Very civil of you.
That doesn't entitle these goons to shoot at me. Who are you?
I am the director of this institute.
You'll be sent down by cable car and you will not trouble us again.
What about my clobber? My belongings?
- They'll be sent later. - But they're mine.
We have certain rules which must be observed.
- The authorities'll hear about this. - Good day, sir.
Director, or Count, as I think I can now safely say.
I'd like the afternoon off, so if the cable car's going down...
You've already had the morning off.
I must have some fresh air. Your ancestors are very hard work.
And the College of Arms is being very well paid.
- If you put it like that... - I do put it like that.
Let me show you what I've achieved, then we can go to Augsburg.
Not over Christmas. The archives will be closed, will they not?
Come, girls. Time for our massage.
Girls, that is enough curling for today.
- I must see you tonight. - Nine o'clock?
Ten?
Well, back to work.
You've no idea how it's piling up.
Ruby? It's me. Hilly.
Hilly's so sad that Ruby's leaving.
Has that old cow told you...
Fancy meeting you here, Fräulein.
Merry Christmas, 007.
- I'm Sir Hilary Bray. - No, no, no, Mr. Bond.
Baronets from the College of Heralds do not seduce female patients in clinics.
On the other hand, they do get their professional details right.
Bleuchamp tombs are not in the Augsburg Cathedral, but in the St. Anna Kirche.
Sir Hilary Bray would have known.
A small slip. Takes more than a few props to turn 007 into a herald.
And more than cutting off your ear lobes to turn you into a count.
I may yet surprise you, but I'm afraid that you have no surprises left for me.
I know all about your mission, Mr. Bond.
Your colleague.
Such a keen climber, such a brilliant conversationalist. Before he left us.
- He reported where I am. - I doubt that.
No one's going to come to your rescue.
In a few hours, the United Nations will receive our yuletide greetings -
the information that I now possess the scientific means to control,
or to destroy, the economy of the whole world.
People will have more important things to think about.
If they believe your threat.
They will. In any case, I have prepared a demonstration.
Remember that disagreeable outbreak of foot-and-mouth disease last summer?
I shall instruct them, in very convincing terms, exactly how I arranged that.
And my capacity has improved since.
Allergy vaccines?
- Bacteria. Bacteriological warfare. - With a difference.
Our great breakthrough since last summer
has been the confection of a certain virus omega.
- Infertility. - Total infertility, in plants and animals.
Not just disease in a few herds, Mr. Bond, or the loss of a single crop,
but the destruction of a whole strain, forever, throughout an entire continent.
If my demands are not met, I shall proceed with the systematic extinction
of whole species of cereals and livestock all over the world.
Including, I suppose, the human race.
I don't think - do you, Mr. Bond? - the United Nations will let it come to that.
Not after their scientists analyze a sample of virus omega they have received.
Epidemics of sterility. Nothing is born. No seed even begins to sprout.
- They'll find an antidote. - Of course.
If I give them enough time.
They'll have time. Once they're warned, you'll have a problem dispensing the stuff.
That problem has already been solved.
I have been training my own special "angels of death".
- Those girls? - Those girls. And many others like them.
But exactly how?
That will remain my secret.
How many millions do you want for your services this time?
This time? This time, the price is of another kind.
You'll be even more amused when you know. I will keep you here as my guest.
You'll be useful in helping to convince the authorities that I mean what I say
and I'll do what I claim.
Come, let me show you to your new quarters.
You're likely to be with us for some time, Mr. Bond.
So first, a little therapy to soothe your restless nature.
Poor fellow. He was restless, too.
You perverse British, how you love your exercise.
Every year dozens of amateur climbers, they wind up in the same predicament.
A kind of waxwork show for morbid tourists.
Dear, dear me.
Now, now. Now, now, Mr. Bond.
You must be absolutely calm before we can accept you back into polite society.
Presents.
Going-away presents from the count himself, in appreciation.
- I want to open mine now. - It is more fun to open them all together.
Please sit down. We will wait for the others.
Eggnog on Christmas Eve, just like home.
It is a treat for the going-away party. Your very good health, my dears.
- Cheers. - It has been so nice to cure you.
It has something special in it for the holy night celebration.
And now you're going on a journey - a journey home.
But first you must rest for a while.
Rest. Rest.
Rest.
I will tell you when and I will tell you how, but it must be our secret.
Yours and mine, our secret.
After you've done what I teach you, will you forget it?
Forever.
And now you may open your eyes again.
Each of you has been given a present. Such a prettily wrapped present.
Now is the time to open them. Open them.
You see?
They're beautiful and you're longing to know what is inside.
You may use anything but the atomizer,
which you must never touch, never, until I tell you how and where to use it.
Open the compact.
Adjust the volume control.
Every night at exactly 12 o'clock you must be alone,
so that you can switch on that receiver and listen for my voice.
I'll tell you what to do, I will tell you when and I will tell you how.
After you've heard what I say, push the mirror back to conceal the receiver again.
Push it back now, and close the case.
Now rest again. Rest.
Rest.
In a few minutes you will wake up.
You will not remember what I've just told you until you return home.
Please, girls, we are in a hurry.
Merry Christmas.
Maybe you should have been gift-wrapped.
Flare.
- He's making for the village. - We'll head him off at the precipice.
Idiot.
Goodbye, girls. Merry Christmas and a happy New Year.
Goodbye.
- You're in trouble. What is it? - There's people after me.
- Can I help? - Have you got a car?
Outside.
Let's get out of here.
Stay close to me, James.
Not far now.
Nearside door.
- Maybe he didn't see me. - I wouldn't go banco on that.
- Giving up bad habits, eh? - Where are we heading?
Nearest post office to contact London.
I know, Feldkirch. Why are they looking for you?
I suspect they're trying to kill me.
Drive on.
- No sign of them yet. - Or of someone saying thank you.
Thank you, Tracy.
You've got sharp eyes and beautiful ear lobes.
- What were you doing so near Piz Gloria? - Now I have a new interest in life.
- Winter sports? Very wholesome. - Just one winter sportsman.
And Papa told me where to find him.
Just keep my mind on your driving.
Good. There it is, James. Hurry.
Shoot at them.
Good girl.
Turn left. That crowd might discourage them.
Looks like we've hit the rush hour.
We must stop him.
How do we get out?
Knock him out of the way.
I hope my big end will stand up to this.
James, how do we get out?
Keep straight.
- We can get out there. - If you say so.
We didn't even stop for the prize.
I told you that crowd would discourage them.
That's all we need right now.
Pull in there.
Keep moving. I'll open the doors.
Sorry about the accommodation, Contessa.
We should have rung ahead and booked.
If only I'd got through to London.
- You'll get another chance. - But when?
Let's get some rest. We'll push on as soon as we can.
At least it's dry.
What really went on up there, James?
Her Majesty's Secret Service is still my job.
But there isn't anything you can do about your job at the moment.
No.
Then why are you thinking about it now?
I'm not.
I'm thinking about us.
Tracy, an agent shouldn't be concerned with anything but himself.
I understand.
- We'll just have to go on the way we are. - No.
I'll have to find something else to do.
Are you sure, James?
I love you.
I know I'll never find another girl like you.
Will you marry me?
- Do you mean it? - I mean it.
Mr. and Mrs. James Bond.
Of Acacia Avenue, Tunbridge Wells.
- How about Belgrave Square? - Or the Via Veneto, Rome?
Paris. Convenient for Le Touquet.
Monaco. Handy for the Rainiers.
I wonder how much they're asking for this place.
The proper time for this is our wedding night.
And that's my New Year's resolution.
- Whatever you say, darling. - And that is yours.
Good night, Tracy.
Good night, James.
It's not New Year yet.
- James. - Keep going.
- Simple. - Good girl.
He had lots of guts.
You three, keep going.
Let's head for the trees.
- James. - Keep going.
Tracy, cling on to me.
A grave deep enough, I think, to prevent even 007 from walking.
Get the girl.
United Nations, sir. Red scrambler.
M here.
Yes. We're standing by as instructed.
I understand.
Thank you, sir.
No decision has been announced yet.
Of course, there's a total news blackout, but my informant was very plain.
- How plain, sir? - They're going to buy Blofeld off.
Sit down.
- And the price? - Amnesty.
A full pardon for all past crimes.
Official recognition of his title when he retires into private life
as Count de Bleuchamp.
He seems to set a great store by that.
- A curious thing, snobbery. - When will they conclude the deal?
Blofeld wants the council's decision by midnight the day after tomorrow.
That gives us time to get to Piz Gloria first - in force.
No, 007. My instructions are quite clear.
Destroy the institute and Blofeld and his virus with it.
It's been rejected as too risky.
Those girls, God knows how many, let alone where.
If we destroy his communication, without Blofeld's voice those girls can do nothing.
I have my orders, 007, you have yours. Forget it.
And the girl who helped me escape. We just leave her?
This department is not concerned with your personal problems.
This department owes her a debt. She saved my life.
Operation Bedlam is dead.
- Do you understand? - Yes, sir.
I understand.
Your call to Marc Ange Draco, Head of Draco Construction.
- Draco? - Who is it?
- Bond. James Bond. - Thank God, James.
I'd like to interest you in a demolition deal that requires flying to install equipment.
Are you sure we're going to find Teresa when we get up there?
I'm pretty certain. Even if we don't, there's a good reason for going.
So you've explained. Quite a crusade.
It is a time for celebration.
Perhaps. If they agree.
They can do nothing else, and you know it. And they know it.
I shall be able to offer you anything your heart could wish for.
- Paid for with how many lives? - Come now, Tracy, don't be so proud.
Your own father's profession is not entirely within the law.
His brotherhood also have exotic ways to keep it a closed shop.
Basle Approach calling unidentified aircraft over Basle.
You're flying in controlled airspace. We have no flight plan filed on you...
I think some people don't know we are crusaders.
Now, if you're very, very nice to me...
I could make you my countess.
But I'm already a countess.
Whereas if you displease me, I can promise you a very different estate.
- Excuse me, sir. - Yes?
There is something on the radio you should hear.
Excuse me.
This is Zürich Information calling unidentified aircraft. Over.
I repeat. This is Zürich Information calling...
- Well? - That helicopter is one of three.
- None of them have answered air control. - And?
There are suspect aircraft near.
...pilot's name and destination. Over.
Zürich, this is Foxtrot Golf Sierra, leading Red Cross helicopter flight.
Carrying Red Cross medical supplies to Italy. What's the trouble? Over.
We have no record of your flight plan or registration. Over.
I repeat, we have no record of your flight plan or registration. Over.
Then your registrations must be out of date. Over.
Foxtrot Golf Sierra, this is Zürich Information. Land at Zürich and report.
I say again, land at Zürich and report. Over.
Do you wish to commit murder?
I told you, this is a mercy flight carrying blood plasma and emergency equipment
for the victims of the Italian flood disaster at Rovigo.
I repeat, mercy flight. D'you understand me?
- Golf Sierra? - Yes?
Zürich. Very well, you may proceed. Out.
You see, it is nothing.
That's settled it.
In case one of us is delayed on the way home, it's better to have a rendezvous.
Before we start getting sentimental, I think we're being followed.
I've been thinking about your proposition.
Please, tell me more.
This is military air control. There is no record of your mission.
Alter course to Zürich and land. Fighters have been dispatched to intercept you.
I suggest you check your records again carefully. Over.
I repeat, return to Zürich and land. Over.
Check with Geneva. Check with the Red Cross in Geneva.
Meanwhile, call off your air force. It is making my passengers sick.
Foxtrot Golf Sierra, you are carrying passengers?
Of course I am.
Distinguished representatives of the world press.
They've had enough of your nonsense. So have I.
Over and out.
There's a lot more to tell, but there'll be plenty of time later.
- Take me to the Alpine Room. - Are you unhappy here?
I want to see the dawn.
So poetic a pleasure.
What were all the world's charms to mighty Paris
when he found that first dawn in the arms of his Helen?
And when do you expect the signal accepting your terms?
Any time before midnight tonight.
"Thy dawn, O Master of the World, thy dawn."
"For thee the sunlight creeps across the lawn."
"For thee the ships are drawn down to the waves."
"For thee the markets throng with myriad slaves."
"For thee the hammer on the anvil rings."
"For thee the poet of beguilement sings."
- Helicopters. - Get our positions covered.
Look to the girl.
- Tracy. Darling. - Thank God, Teresa.
James, wait.
- Guns make me nervous. - You've done your share.
Get her to safety.
Come on. Let's go.
Hey, you. Get the circuits set up now. Let's go.
- All points covered? - Yes, sir.
- All set to blow? - Fuses set for five minutes, ten seconds.
- The place will be sealed off forever. - Will the Englishman have time to leave?
He knows the schedule.
- Where are you going? - Where's James?
- He'll join us soon. - We can't leave him.
- He doesn't need help. - I will not go.
You'll have to.
Spare the rod and spoil the child, eh?
Five, four, three,
two, one. Now.
He's branched off.
Never mind that. Go and get the brandy.
Five-star Hennessy, of course.
Your Royal Highnesses, my lords, ladies and gentlemen,
the toast is the bride and bridegroom,
Mr. and Mrs. James Bond.
- Good luck, Teresa. - Thank you.
Anyway, it is a pleasure to meet the man who cost me three of my best operators.
Yes, November '64 - the bullion job.
You even got away with quite a chunk of the haul. Tell me, I've always...
Congratulations, 007. I must confess I've sometimes thought you a little...
- Irresponsible? - That's exactly the word. Thank you.
- This time, my boy, I can't complain. - Nor can I.
- Teresa? - Papa?
Look, James, I know that we haven't always exactly seen...
Anyway, don't forget, if there's anything you need...
Thank you, Q, but this time I've got the gadgets and I know how to use them.
Remember, obey your husband in all things. You promise me?
But of course I will. As I always obeyed you.
Of course.
Well, James, I wish you luck, for the first and last time, remember?
An old proverb. "Her price is far above rubies", or even your million pounds.
Teresa, just because you're Mrs. Bond, don't forget my birthday next year.
- Have I ever? - Both of you, or maybe all of you.
Come on, James.
Be happy, my darling.
Come on.
On your way.
Drive carefully.
Miss Moneypenny, what would you do without me?
I always cry at weddings.
007 never had any respect for government property.
I haven't given you a wedding present yet.
I had an idea about that. Three girls, three boys.
- Pleased? - Not bad for a start.
But, darling, now we have all the time in the world.
Say it with flowers.
He's got a point, we do look like an ad for a flower shop.
That reminds me, I didn't even send you flowers.
Anyway, you have given me a wedding present.
The best I could have.
A future.
Mrs. Bond, shut...
up. And don't eat it all at once.
- He loves me... - Instinctively.
- Infuriatingly. - Intensely.
- In... In... - In...
- In...
Indubitably.
First a boy, and then a girl.
It's Blofeld.
It's all right.
It's quite all right, really. She's having a rest.
We'll be going on soon.
There's no hurry, you see? We have all the time in the world.