I did spare your life at the banker's office.
That's right. I couldn't kill you. You were working for me.
You delivered the money, killed King, and now you brought me the plane.
- What's your plan for the bomb? - You first.
- Or could it be you don't have a plan? - That bomb will never leave this room.
Neither will you.
How sad, to be threatened by a man who can't grasp what he's involved in.
Revenge is not hard to fathom for a man who believes in nothing.
What do you believe in? Preservation of capital?
Go ahead, shoot me.
I welcome it. My men will hear the shot and kill you.
And the firefight will bring down half the army from above.
But when a certain phone call isn't made in 20 minutes, Elektra dies.
You're bluffing.
She's beautiful, isn't she?
You should have had her before, when she was innocent.
How does it feel to know I broke her in for you?
I hate killing an unarmed man. Cold-blooded murder is a filthy business.
A man tires of being executed.
But in your case, I feel nothing. Just like you.
But then again, there's no point living if you can't feel alive.
Huh?
Hey!
- Drop the gun. - Keep away, Colonel.
He's an impostor. Dr. Arkov is 63 years old.
This is your impostor. Along with the men outside on the plane.
They're stealing the bomb.
I said drop it.
On your knees.
Well done.
He would have killed us all. Did you speak to him?
Yeah, but he's no atomic scientist.
I suppose you were the one who allowed him down.
You had me,
but I knew you couldn't shoulder the responsibility.
Without any further interruptions, let's proceed.
Niet. There are too many new faces around here. Including yours.
The bomb doesn't move until I am satisfied.
All of you, to the surface. Now.
Come on! Go!
Move.
They're sealing us in.
Who are you?
I work for the British government.
Stay calm.
No hard feelings, Mr. Bond, but we're even.
Soon you'll feel nothing at all.
Seal the door! Close it!
Come on.
Keep going! Move! Hang on.
- So, a British spy. You have a name? - The name's Bond.
James Bond.
Don't stop. Go, go. Jump!
They won't get very far. Every warhead has a locator card.
We can track the signal.
You mean one of these?
Do we have the range of Renard's plane?
Anywhere in this circle. Russia, Armenia, Iran, Kazakhstan...
Elektra King is calling from Baku. It's on the video line.
Put her on the wall screen.
I'm sorry. I would never call you, except... James has disappeared.
He left my villa in the middle of the night and...
My head of security has been found near a local airstrip - murdered.
- I'll send someone out. - M, could you come?
I can't help thinking I'm next.
Get me out there. Just get me out there.
Gabor?
James?
- Surprised? - What's wrong with you? Are you crazy?
Maybe. Or maybe I should ask you.
After all, there's no point in living if you can't feel alive.
Isn't that right, Elektra? Isn't that your motto?
- What are you talking about? - Or did you steal it from Renard?
We had a little chat. Knew all about us. My shoulder, exactly where to hurt me.
Are you saying Renard's trying to kill me?
Drop the act. It's over.
- I don't know what you're talking about. - I think you do.
It's called Stockholm Syndrome.
Common in kidnappings.
Young, impressionable victim.
Sheltered,
sexually inexperienced,
a powerful kidnapper, skilled in torture, manipulation.
Something snaps in the victim's mind. The captive falls in love with her captor.
How dare you?
That animal? That monster?
He disgusts me.
You disgust me.
So he knew where to hurt you, is that it?
You wore a sling at the funeral. I didn't have to sleep with you to find that out.
- He used your exact words. - So you knew.
You knew all the time that he was out there, coming for me, and you lied.
You used me. You used me as bait.
You made love to me.
What? To pass the time as you waited for him to strike?
Hello?
He's struck again. Ten men are dead at the pipeline.
I'm coming with you.
You do what you want to do, but I've called M.
She's coming to take charge.
Um, no.
I want an update. Where do we stand?
Renard's men removed the locator card from the bomb, so we can't track it, but...
But what?
With all due respect, I don't think you should be here.
May I remind you that you're the reason I'm here, 007.
You disobeyed a direct order and left that girl alone.
- Perhaps that girl isn't so innocent. - What are you saying?
Suppose the inside man, the one who switched King's lapel pin,
turned out to be an inside woman?
She kills her father and attacks her own pipeline? To what end?
I don't know... yet.
Look at that. That's not right.
- What is it? - An observation rig.
- It looks for cracks inside the pipe. - Shut it down.
I don't understand. It won't respond.
- The place is clean. No sign of the bomb. - The bomb is in the pipeline.
Oh, my God.
They brought it through here. Hence the attack.
- Heading for the oil terminal. - Where it would do most damage.
Have your men evacuate that terminal.
So now do you believe me?
This is an emergency situation, so please clear the room. Do it.
- He's going for the oil. - Of course.
The one pipeline the West is counting on to supply us for the next century.
- Do you have an idea? - Maybe.
How far is that rig from the terminal? And how fast is it traveling?
It's 106 miles from the terminal, going 70 miles an hour.
- We've 78 minutes. You have another rig? - There's one parked ahead of it.
- Charles, can you get me out there? - Of course.
Wait. Are you gonna do what I think you're gonna do?
What do I need to defuse a nuclear bomb?
Me.
There it is. Hatch to the passageway.
Keep the speed up so the other rig catches up with us.
- I'll be waiting to hear from you. - Gotcha.
- You know how to drive one of these? - Doesn't take a degree in nuclear physics.
They're in the pipeline. They're on the move.
Faster.
If there's even the slightest chance, Bond will succeed. He's the best we have.
Though I'd never tell him.
I hope you're right.
Here it comes.
It's closing up. Faster.
Sit tight.
No brakes. The controls are jammed.
It's a tactical fission device. Low yield. Hold me steady.
- You've defused hundreds of these, right? - Yeah, but they're usually standing still.
Well, life's full of small challenges.
Have a look at this. Someone's stripped the screw heads.
Someone's tampered with the bomb.
Look. Half the plutonium's missing.
So what are you saying? It couldn't go nuclear?
There's still enough explosive to kill us if the trigger charge goes off.
- Let it blow. - But I can stop it.
Let it blow!
Trust me, leave it.
Move down. Move down!
Jump. Go on! Jump!
That's strange. It doesn't read like a nuclear explosion.
Robinson's reporting. The bomb was a dud.
But the triggering charge blew out a 50-yard section of the pipe.
And Bond?
Nothing.
I'm so sorry.
But I have a gift for you. Something that belonged to my father.
He would have wanted you to have it.
- Perhaps this isn't the time. - Please.
He often spoke of how compassionately you advised him
on the best course of action during my kidnapping.
It's very valuable. I just couldn't let it explode with the rest of him.
I was very upset when the money didn't kill both of you.
I didn't think I'd get another chance.
Then you dropped the answer right in my lap. Bond.
And as you say, he's the best you have. Or should I say, had?
Take her to the helicopter.
Come on, give me your hand. Jump, jump, jump.
Why did you do that? I could've stopped that bomb. You almost killed us.
I did kill us. She thinks we're dead and she thinks she got away with it.
Do you wanna put that in English for those of us who don't speak Spy?
- Who's "she"? - Elektra King.
- Why'd she blow up her own pipeline? - It makes her look innocent.
The explosion covers up the theft of the plutonium.
- And they make it look like terrorism. - But why leave this half?
So there's enough to spread around to cover up for the part they did take.
But what are they gonna do with it? It's not enough to make a nuclear bomb.
- You're the scientist. You tell me. - I don't know.
But the world's greatest terrorist carrying six kilos of plutonium can't be good.
I have to get it back or somebody's gonna have my ass.
First things first.
Bond to Robinson, do you copy?
By the way, before we go any further,
I just wanna know, what's the story with you and Elektra?
We're strictly plutonic. Now.
Bond to Robinson, copy?
What's your story? What are you doing here in Kazakhstan?
Avoiding those kind of questions. Just like you.
I read you, 007. Red alert. M is missing with Elektra.
Three men down. Await instructions. Out.
What do we do now?
There's a critical element I've overlooked.
- What? More plutonium? - No.
Beluga. Caviar.
Brought me something?
The power to reshape the world.
Go on. It's safe.
Touch your destiny.
I've brought something for you as well.
Your present. Courtesy of the late Mr. Bond.
My executioner.
Overpraise, I'm afraid. But my people will finish the job.
Your people? Your people will leave you here to rot.
Just like you left me. You and my father.
- Your father wasn't... - My father was nothing.
His kingdom he stole from my mother. The kingdom I will rightly take back.
I hope you're proud of what you did to her.
I'm afraid it is you who deserve credit.
When I took her, she was promise itself.
And you left her at the mercy of a man like me.
You ruined her. For what?
To get to me? She's worth fifty of me.
For once I agree with you.
Yes.
And now we also share a common fate.
You will die. Along with everyone in this city.
And the bright, starry, oil-driven future of the West.
Since you sent your man to kill me, I've been watching time tick slowly away,
marching toward my own death.
Now you can have the same pleasure.
Watch these hands, M.
By noon tomorrow, your time is up.
And I guarantee you, I will not miss.
So beautiful.
So smooth.
So warm.
How would you know?
Why are you like this?
Because Bond is dead?
It's what you wanted.
Of course it's what I wanted.
He was...
He was a good lover?
What do you think? I wouldn't feel anything?
I feel nothing.
What about this?
But surely...
you can feel this.
Remember...
pleasure?
Wait here.
Always something. First the casino, now the caviar factory.
I'm a slave to the free-market economy.
Bond is alive.
Is nothing in this place straight?
Who are you? And how did you get in?
I'll call security... and congratulate them.
Drink?
Can't you just say "hello" like a normal person?
Get lost.
No, no, no. Down the back.
What's your business with Elektra King?
I thought you were the one giving her the business.
She drops a million dollars in your casino and you don't blink an eye.
What's she paying you off for?
If I were you, a relationship with a man like that? I wouldn't bet on it.
$5,000 of Beluga ruined.
That's nothing compared to what a nuclear bomb can do.
- What are you talking about? - We had one stolen this morning.
Renard and Elektra are working together.
- I didn't know. - Well, what do you know?
Q's not gonna like this.
Get out!
- Help! - Now, where were we?
- A rope, please. - No. The truth.
- She has M. - I know nothing about that.
Those blades were meant for you. Why does Elektra King want you dead?
It was you who destroyed my factory.
Then you drown my Rolls-Royce, and now you try to drown me in my own caviar.
Let me out.
- Too bad we don't have any champagne. - Or sour cream.
OK, OK.
Occasionally, I get equipment for her.
- Machinery, you know? Russian stuff. - And the payoff in the casino?
It was a special job. My nephew is in the navy.
He's smuggling some machinery for her.
- Where? - Absolutely not.
Where?
- Where? - Istanbul!
You! Where have you been, you gold-encrusted buffoon?
Sorry, boss. I must have bumped my head.
Get me out of here, I'll show you what a bumped head feels like.
Ah, look. We have no roof, but at least we have four good walls.
The insurance company is never going to believe this.
This was the KGB's Istanbul safe house. Now it's FSB, Federal Security Bureau.
Same old friendly service with a new name.
- Did you raise Nikolai? - Nothing.
Try scanning the emergency frequencies.
A tragedy.
In the old days there were 100 places for a submarine to surface undetected.
Submarine? What class is your nephew running?
Shuka. Victor III, you call it.
Nuclear. He's not loading cargo. They want the sub. The reactor.
That's it. Put weapons-grade plutonium in that sub's reactor...
Instant, catastrophic meltdown.
Making it all look just like an accident.
But why?
Because the existing pipelines from the Caspian Sea go to the north - here.
The oil is put on board the tankers, shipped across the Black Sea to Istanbul.
The explosion would destroy Istanbul, contaminating the Bosphorus for decades.
There'd be only one way to get the oil out.
Yeah, down south to the Med. The King pipeline.
- Elektra's pipeline. - We must find Nikolai.
Captain Nikolai?
Sir. Ready to load your cargo. We have only a few hours before we're missed.
- You came with a skeleton crew? - That's all we can afford these days.
Some brandy and refreshments for your men.
Thank you.
Good morning.
What's the time?
It's time for you to die.
I got something on the emergency frequency.
Two 6-digit numbers, cycled every 15 seconds.
- A GPS signal, position coordinates. - Locator card. M.
- Here. - Maiden's Tower.
- Have you been there? - No. Mr. Bullion?
Bomb!
Come on, come on, come on, come on!
After you. I insist.
Enjoyed your meal, boys?
Take them up and throw them in the sea.
The extruder's in here.
It will take me half an hour to set up the machine to make the plutonium rod.
Put them in here.
The reactor is secured. Everything is complete as planned.
- Is your helicopter ready? - It's going to pick me up in half an hour.
- Then this is the end. - No.
This is the beginning.
The world will never be the same.
The future is yours.
Have fun with it.
James Bond.
If only you'd kept away, we might have met again in a few years
and become lovers once more.
Take her to Renard.
Pretty thing.
You had her too?
I could have given you the world.
The world is not enough.
- Foolish sentiment. - Family motto.
They were digging near here and found some very pretty vases.
They also found this chair.
I think we ignore the old ways at our peril, don't you?
- Where's M? - Soon she'll be everywhere.
All this...
because you fell for Renard?
Five more turns and your neck will break.
I've always had a power over men.
When I realized my father wouldn't rescue me from the kidnappers,
I knew I had to form another alliance.
You...
turned Renard.
Just like you. Only you were even easier.
I told him he had to hurt me. He had to make it look real.
When he refused, I told him I would do it myself.
So, you killed your father?
He killed me. He killed me the day he refused to pay my ransom.
Was this all about the oil?
It is my oil.
Mine, and my family's.
It runs in my veins - thicker than blood.
I'm going to redraw the map.
And when I'm through the whole world will know my name.
My grandfather's name. The glory of my people.
No one will believe this meltdown was an accident.
They will believe. They will all believe.
You understand? Nobody can resist me.
You know what happens when a man is strangled?
Elektra, it's not too late.
Eight million people need not die.
You should have killed me when you had the chance.
But you couldn't. Not me. Not a woman you've loved.
You meant nothing to me.
One...
last...
screw.
James...
Boss, you're alive.
- So glad to see you. - Me too.
I'm looking for a submarine. It's big and black and the driver is a friend of mine.
Bring it to me.
What a shame. He's just gone.
Zukovsky really hated you.
Everything's under control up here. Are you ready?
Yes. Au revoir.
Time to say good night.
James, you can't kill me. Not in cold blood.
Bond!
Call him off.
I won't ask again. Call him off.
Call him off!
Renard?
You wouldn't kill me. You'd miss me.
Yes?
Dive! Bond...
I never miss.
Where is she?
James!
Thought I'd forgotten you, eh?
Level at 100 feet. Hold her steady.
Level at 100 feet.
If we can force them up to the surface, they'll show up on the spy satellite,
bring out the navy.
Come on, get up. Over there. Over there. Go! Move!
Move! Go! Go! Go! Get over there.
Stay. Up!
Get us level! Level!
It's all smashed.
Christmas?
- So we're going up, then? - Slight miscalculation.
Hold on.
Come on. Hold on. Hold on!
Brace yourself.
- It's flooding. - Get up to the hatch.
Come on.
Go! Come on, come on.
He's opened up the reactor and locked himself in.
I have to get up there to him. We've got one chance.
I'll get out of the submarine and back in through the reactor room escape hatch.
When the light goes red, press this button so I can get back in.
- James, it's too risky. - If I don't make it, get out through here.
Close the hatch. Be sure to exhale all the way up. Close it.
James!
Help!
Come on! Come on!
We're safe from the radiation as long as the reactor coolant doesn't burst.
If he had gotten the plutonium rod in the reactor,
we could have written off the whole city.
James!
Welcome to my nuclear family.
Are you really gonna commit suicide for her?
You forget, I'm already dead.
Haven't you heard? So is she.
You're lying.
No!
Liar!
She's waiting for you.
The hydrogen gas level's too high. One spark and the reactor will blow.
I have to stop it.
Go to the top of the submarine. I'll meet you in the torpedo bay. Go!
The reactor is flooded.
So it's safe even if this place blows.
No, it's simply not the case.
No, before that.
- Any word? - No. Still no contact.
Always wanted to have Christmas in Turkey.
- Was that a Christmas joke? - From me? No. Never.
So isn't it time you unwrapped your present?
Oh, I think so.
- Look, what's that? - The card.
- So he must be nearby. - Where?
Where?
It picks up body heat so humans come out orange.
There.
I thought you said he was with Dr. Jones.
It's getting redder.
007!
Must be a premature form of the millennium bug.
I was wrong about you.
Yeah? How so?
I thought Christmas only comes once a year.
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