Our man's in position on the center camera.
It's Iike a terrorist supermarket.
Chinese Long March Scud, Panther AS-565 attack heIicopter...
...a pair of Russian mortars, and the crates Iook Iike American rifIes.
ChiIean mines, German expIosives. Fun for the whoIe famiIy.
IDs.
White Rook to White Knight. Show us the pawns.
You see, he did get through, admiraI. Start with that chap in the middIe.
Load the ID program, pIease.
Database ID search.
Checking the databases.
We've got our first match. Satoshi Isagura.
ChemicaI expert. Wanted for the Tokyo subway attack.
CurrentIy working for the insurgent force in Zaire.
Henry Gupta. American.
PracticaIIy invented techno-terrorism.
Started out as a student radicaI at BerkeIey in the '60s.
Now he seIIs his poIitics for cash.
-Zoom in on that, can you? -That Iooks Iike an American encoder.
They use it to controI navigation sateIIites: The GPS system.
WiII the CIA be more upset that they Iost it or that we found it?
Excuse me. AdmiraI?
Thank you, M, we've seen enough. This is now a miIitary operation.
You saw the GatIing gun?
Are your troops prepared for that kind of firepower?
We have eIection in Moscow next week.
The president said any Ioss of Iife is unacceptabIe.
We'II take the navaI option.
In one strike, we take out haIf the worId's terrorists.
-AdmiraI Roebuck, I must protest. -Get me the Chester.
-Let's not waste time. -My man isn't finished.
BIack King to White Bishop. Authorization to fire.
Get your man out of there. His job is over.
Weapons authorized. Prepare to fire.
On my count. Five, four, three, two, one.
MissiIe away.
Time to target: Four minutes, eight seconds.
White Knight, four minutes to impact. Get out of there.
Yes, damn it, I know what it is. It's on the screen in front of me.
It's a jeep in front of a pIane.
Now, get the heII out of there!
-What the heII's going on? -You wiII not wait!
-That's an order! -What is your man waiting for?
White Knight? Oh, my God!
Those are Soviet SB-5 nucIear torpedoes.
-If the cruise hits them-- -Order them to abort the missiIe.
-H.M.S. Chester, urgent. -White Knight, come in.
Abort missiIe. Abort missiIe.
-Abort missiIe. -Abort missiIe.
Captain, sir, missiIe out of range.
Unable to destroy.
-White Knight-- -AIert NATO, the Pentagon.
-WiII it trigger the torpedoes? -It might.
But even if it does not, there's enough pIutonium...
...to make ChernobyI Iook Iike picnic.
BIoody heII. Can't you peopIe keep anything Iocked up?
Evacuate your troops, and get him out of there, now.
White Knight, come in. White Knight, come in.
-Keep trying, damn it. -White Knight, come in.
Repeat, White Knight, come in.
FiIthy habit.
I've got the encoder.
-What the heII is he doing? -His job.
He's going for the bombs.
Get that jeep!
Get out of it, James.
One minute to impact.
Thirty seconds to impact.
Back-seat driver.
White Knight to White Rook.
I've evacuated the area.
Ask the admiral where he'd like his bombs delivered.
Sound the generaI aIarm.
The ship has been overflown by two Chinese MiGs.
We beIieve they have hostiIe intent.
Hands to action stations.
Officer of the watch, maximum speed. Come Ieft 40 degrees.
Aye, aye, sir. RevoIutions 1 -6-0, port 20.
Are they insane?
The Chinese piIot insists that we are onIy 1 1 miIes off their coast...
...and he wiII fire if we don't turn around and go to a Chinese port.
Send this: ''We are in internationaI waters...
...and wiII defend ourseIves if attacked.
Copy aII this to the AdmiraIty, urgent.
Are we absoIuteIy sure of our position?
Yes, sir. An exact sateIIite fix.
Captain, we are ready to Iaunch.
Shut down the engines.
Maintain fuII siIence.
A steaIth ship may be invisibIe to radar but the sea driII isn't.
We'II Iaunch next time the MiGs fIy by...
...and the British wiII think it's a Chinese aeriaI torpedo.
I shouId report in.
Stamper to Hamburg. Phase one is in progress.
I'll report back to you with an update.
-The MiGs are making another pass. -Let's start the show.
Sea driII in position.
Start the driII.
-ReIease it. -Sea driII away.
Green 3-0, torpedo, torpedo, torpedo.
Green 3-0, center bearing 1 -1 -4.
Officer of the Watch, come hard right, 1 -4-1 .
There's been no sonar contact, sir. The MiGs must have dropped it.
Bearing steady. It's gonna hit, sir.
Brace, brace, brace.
-Target: 1 200. -Knock, knock.
Let's go upstairs.
-Turn Ieft. -Rotating 90 degrees.
Now they're wondering why the torpedo hasn't expIoded.
PWO, captain. FuII damage report.
Backup power, immediateIy!
Switch to aIternate suppIy.
Three generators are down, sir. FIooding on four deck aft.
Sir, we're now down 1 4 degrees by the stern.
Yeoman, send to AdmiraIty:
''Have been torpedoed by Chinese MiGs. Sinking.''
Give them our position. Right. Abandon ship.
Abandon ship! Abandon ship!
Everyone on deck! Come on!
One missiIe at the MiGs.
Maintaining radio siIence.
Their Iast broadcast, sir.
Mr. Gupta's IittIe trick with the encoder worked.
They gave their finaI position 70 miIes from here.
The British Navy wiII never find them.
Survivors in the water.
Mr. Stamper, I'm having fun with my headIines.
I need to know the exact number of survivors.
Now, I'm Iate for a meeting. Make sure you use the right kind of ammunition.
Yes, sir.
DeIicious.
Start the recovery operation.
Send our divers down to the Devonshire.
Mr. Gupta? Phase one is complete.
Good morning, my goIden retrievers.
What kind of havoc shaII the Carver Media Group create in the worId today?
-News. -Floods in Pakistan, riots in Paris.
-And a plane crash in California. -ExceIIent.
Mr. Jones, are we ready to reIease our new software?
Yes, sir. As requested, it's full of bugs...
...which means people will be forced to upgrade for years.
Outstanding.
Mr. WaIIace, caII the president.
TeII him if he doesn't sign the biII Iowering the cabIe rates...
...we'II reIease a video of him with the cheerIeader...
-...in the Chicago moteI room. -Inspired, sir.
After he signs the biII, reIease the tape anyway.
Consider him slimed.
Excuse me.
-He's on transponder seven. -Mr. Stamper?
Phase two is underway. I have the videotape.
I haven't seen it myself, but I'm told the footage is excellent.
Plus, there were 1 7 survivors for your headlines.
Good work, Stamper.
-Thank you. -Don't mention it.
Make sure you keep it in a safe pIace.
GentIemen and Iadies...
...hoId the presses.
This just in.
By a curious quirk of fate, we have the perfect story...
...with which to Iaunch our SateIIite News Network tonight.
It seems a smaII crisis is brewing in the South China Seas.
I want fuII newspaper coverage. I want magazine stories.
I want books. I want fiIms. I want TV. I want radio.
I want us on the air 2 4 hours a day.
This is our moment!
And a biIIion peopIe around this pIanet...
...wiII watch it, hear it...
...and read about it from the Carver Media Group.
There's no news Iike bad news.
How do you say ''I'm not here'' in Danish?
Just ignore it.
Those are words they just don't have in their vocabuIary.
-Bond here. -Go to a secure line, 007.
Going to scrambIer, channeI four.
That's ridicuIous. That ship was in internationaI waters.
-We can't be certain. -James? Where are you?
Oh, Moneypenny.
I'm just up here at Oxford brushing up on a IittIe Danish.
LittIe?
I'm afraid you're gonna have to kiss off your lesson.
We've got a situation here at the Ministry of Defense.
We're sending the fIeet to China.
I'II be there in an hour.
Make that 30 minutes.
You aIways were a cunning Iinguist, James.
-Don't ask. -Don't teII.
That's preposterous. We know exactIy where that ship was positioned.
The GPS system-- GIobaI Positioning SateIIites do not Iie.
Yes, but our Singapore station picked up a mysterious signaI...
...on the GPS frequency at the time of the attack.
It couId've sent that ship off course.
-I have a missing British frigate-- -I'm aware of that!
And instead of decisive action, aII you wanna do is investigate.
My goaI is to prevent WorId War III, admiraI, and I don't think...
...sending an armada into the recovery area is the best way to do it.
Where, exactIy, did this mysterious GPS signaI come from?
-We're stiII investigating. -''Investigating.''
M, sometimes I don't think you have the baIIs for this job.
Perhaps, but the advantage is...
...I don't have to think with them aII the time.
That's enough. Now, where do we stand?
It was an unprovoked attack on a ship in internationaI waters.
We send in the fIeet for recovery and prepare for fuII retaIiation.
Moderation. We investigate...
...and stop short of sending the entire British Navy...
...within 1 0 minutes of the worId's Iargest air force.
-When wiII our ships be in position? -Forty-eight hours.
Christ!
The press are aIready screaming for bIood.
The Iast thing we want to do is escaIate the situation.
I'm afraid it may be too Iate to worry about that.
Seventeen British saiIors murdered!
''According to Vietnamese officiaIs who recovered the bodies...
...the victims were riddIed with the same ammunition...
-...used by the Chinese Air Force. -Did you Ieak this?
No.
-It's the first I've heard of it. -WeII, this settIes it.
We send in the fIeet.
M, you have 48 hours to investigate.
There is one strange thing.
When I caIIed our contact in Saigon, he said the Vietnamese...
...onIy found our saiIors three hours ago.
How'd they get the paper out so fast?
Somebody at Tomorrow knew before the Vietnamese government did.
How much do you know about EIIiot Carver, 00 7?
WorIdwide media baron.
AbIe to toppIe governments with a singIe broadcast.
Carver owns that newspaper Tomorrow.
I didn't want to discuss it in front of the minister...
...but that mysterious signaI came from one of Carver's sateIIites.
The PM wouId have my head if he knew you were investigating him.
I'm sending you to Hamburg, 00 7. We've arranged for your invitation...
...to a party at Carver's Media center.
They're ceIebrating the Iaunch of a new sateIIite...
...because now he has the abiIity to reach every human on the Earth.
Except the Chinese, who have refused broadcast rights.
James, your ticket, cover story and rentaI car reservation.
Sign here, pIease.
I beIieve you once had a reIationship with Carver's wife, Paris.
That was a Iong time ago, M...
...before she was married.
I didn't reaIize it was pubIic knowIedge.
Queen and country, James.
Your job is to find out whether Carver or someone in his organization...
...sent that ship off course and why.
Use your reIationship with Mrs. Carver if necessary.
I doubt if she'II remember me.
Remind her.
Then pump her for information.
You'II just have to decide how much pumping is needed, James.
If onIy that were true of you and I, Moneypenny.
If you'II just sign here, Mr. Bond.
It's the insurance damage waiver...
...for your beautifuI new car.
-WiII you need coIIision coverage? -Yes.
Fire?
ProbabIy.
-Property destruction? -DefiniteIy.
PersonaI injury?
I hope not, but accidents do happen.
They frequentIy do with you.
WeII, that takes care of the normaI wear and tear.
Do I need any other protection?
OnIy from me, 00 7, unIess you bring that car back in pristine order.
-ShaII we? -ShaII we?
Your new BMW 750.
AII the usuaI refinements. Machine guns, rockets...
...the GPS tracking system.
Welcome. Please fasten seat belt and obey all instructions for a safe trip.
I thought you'd pay more attention to a femaIe voice.
-I think we've met. -I am not interested...
...in your sordid escapades.
Let's get on with it, shaII we?
Your new teIephone.
TaIk here, Iisten here.
So that's what I've been doing wrong aII these years.
It aIso incIudes a fingerprint scanner...
...and a 20,000-voIt security system.
And this I'm particuIarIy proud of:
The remote controI for your car.
Tap twice.
One, two.
Now, draw your finger...
...very sIowIy across the pad...
...to drive the car.
It's surprisingIy difficuIt to drive, but with practice--
WeII, Iet's see how she responds to my touch, eh, Q?
I think we understand each other.
Grow up, 00 7.
Attention. Engine running. Please shut door now.
Anyway, there's absoIuteIy no truth in this maIicious rumor...
...that I started running Mad Cow Disease stories...
...simpIy because Sir Angus BIack, the great British beef baron...
...Iost 1 0,000 pounds to me in a game of poker and refused to pay up.
Moreover, there's even Iess truth in the rumor...
...that I took 1 00 miIIion francs from the French...
...to keep the stories running for another year.
-Excuse me, Mr. Carver. -Yes.
This is the new banker, Mr...?
Bond. James Bond.
Another new banker. I seem to coIIect them.
TeII me, Mr. Bond...
...how's the market reacting to the crisis?
WeII, currencies are off. Your stock is soaring.
I don't beIieve we have met.
-EIIiot Carver. -Wai Lin.
I'm from the New China News Agency.
I don't recaII seeing your name on the guest Iist.
I have a confession.
It's not. I snuck in.
Why wouId you do that, my dear?
I wanted to meet you.
Outstanding.
I admire a woman who takes the initiative.
You shouId work in my Beijing bureau.
Mr. Carver.
-You don't have a bureau in Beijing. -CaII me EIIiot.
I aIways wondered how I'd feeI if I ever saw you again.
Now I know.
Was it something I said?
How about the words ''I'II be right back''?
-Something came up. -Something aIways came up.
-And how are you, Paris? -Much better now. We're even.
Something to drink, Mrs. Carver?
Mr. Bond wiII have a vodka martini, shaken not stirred.
Mrs. Carver wiII have a tequiIa, straight shot.
No, Mrs. Carver wiII have a gIass of Mr. Carver's champagne.
I see you've moved up in the worId, Paris.
And tonight, you're a banker. I saw the guest Iist.
TeII me, James, do you stiII sIeep with a gun under your piIIow?
-To you. -No, to the gun.
So I take it this isn't a sociaI visit?
Your husband may be in troubIe.
The emperor of the air.
If you think you're going after him, you're the one who's in troubIe.
Perhaps, but it's either him or someone in his organization.
I see. And you figured you couId charm the dirt out of me.
No. That wasn't my pIan.
Good. Because if it comes to a choice...
...between you and EIIiot, I've made my bed.
You don't sIeep in it anymore.
There you are.
DarIing.
I've been Iooking everywhere for you.
I want you to meet Wai Lin, New China News Agency.
-HeIIo, Mrs. Carver. -It's a pIeasure.
And this is James Bond.
I didn't reaIize you knew each other.
-We're oId friends. -CasuaI acquaintances.
He dated my roommate in Zurich.
I'm thinking of getting Wai Lin behind a news desk.
That's wonderfuI. I'm sure she won't resist...
...too much.
TeII me, EIIiot, I was just wondering about your sateIIites...
...the way you've positioned yourseIf gIobaIIy.
They're mereIy tooIs for information, Mr. Bond.
Or disinformation.
Say, if you wanted to manipuIate the course of governments or peopIe.
Or even a ship.
That's very interesting, Mr. Bond.
You have a vivid imagination for a banker.
Perhaps I shouId commission you to write a noveI.
Oh, heavens, no. I'd be Iost at sea. Adrift.
Mr. Carver?
It's time to begin the festivities.
Excuse me. DarIing?
So how do you reaIIy know him?
I toId you, he's a banker. I met him in Zurich.
You're a terribIe Iiar, dear.
I have a probIem with a banker.
CouId I see you a moment?
Ladies and gentIemen. Ladies and gentIemen.
Mr. Carver's broadcast wiII begin in 1 0 minutes in the main studio.
ExactIy what kind of banking do you speciaIize in, Mr. Bond?
HostiIe takeovers. ShaII we?
Carver must feeI at home in a room Iike this.
It's nice to taIk to the worId.
Looks Iike there's someone who wants to taIk to you.
Mr. Bond, you have an urgent phone caII.
Ladies and gentIemen, we are Iive in five...
...four, three, two....
Good evening.
Tonight's broadcast was supposed to be a ceIebration...
...marking the compIetion of the Carver GIobaI SateIIite Network.
But, as you're weII aware...
...a terribIe confIict Iooms tonight in the South China Sea...
...which, unchecked...
...has the potentiaI to destroy every human being on Earth.
-I want to assure my viewers that I... -This way, pIease.
...Elliot Carver, have spoken with the prime minister in London...
...and the chairman in Beijing...
...and have offered my services as an impartial--
It's a soundproof room, Mr. Bond. Nobody hears you scream.
Herr Stamper, we have made contact.
Make him uncomfortabIe.
I'II be there in a few moments.
--with its printing presses that run 2 4 hours a day...
...and its sateIIite faciIities Iinking every Iast--
You seem very concerned about Mr. Carver's business.
He wants to know why.
Why did I do it, you ask.
The answer is simple: power.
The power to illuminate the far corners of the globe.
Not for higher profits...
...but for higher understanding between the peopIe of this great pIanet.
Put him in the chair. Maybe we pIay a IittIe number on his head.
And what do I expect in return?
WorIdwide domination.
Complete, utter, total worldwide domination.
But not over governments or ideology.
Over tyranny and isolation and ignorance.
The Carver Media Group Network has the ability...
...to reach every person in every village in every nation.
But do not fear me...
...for tonight I offer you my declaration of principles:
A promise to the men and women of this planet...
...my brothers and sisters whom I so humbly serve.
I promise to report the news without fear or favor.
I promise to be a force for good in this world.
Fighting injustice, crushing intolerance...
...battling inhumanity.
-Striking a blow for freedom. -It's time for...
...a station break.
-What's happening? -We've Iost power.
-We're off the air. -What?!
Ladies and gentIemen, stay caIm. There's no need to go for the exit.
We wiII go on in a few minutes' time.
What do you mean, you don't know? You're fired! Get out of my sight!
And, in a rather embarrassing note...
...scrappy media mogul Elliot Carver was cut off the air tonight...
...in mid-speech during the inaugural broadcast...
...of his Worldwide Satellite Network.
Sorry, Elliot, but we didn't do it.
GIorious evening, wasn't it?
Come on, EIIiot. Ignore those peopIe.
-Sometimes these things happen. -Not to me.
Not to me!
When I was 1 6, I went to work for a newspaper in Hong Kong.
It was a rag, but the editor taught me one important Iesson.
The key to a great story is not who...
...or what or when...
...but why.
Your friend, Mr. Bond, made a mess tonight.
-I want to know why. -I toId you, I bareIy know him.
BareIy?
I was curious who Carver wouId send.
He's on to you.
WeII, we know where you stand.
You made your bed.
I'm standing in your doorway.
Then turn around and go home.
You can teII him you didn't get anything out of me.
That's it? Go home?
I didn't ask you to get invoIved in this.
It's too Iate for that.
Why did you marry him?
He toId me he Ioved me.
That aIways sounds good.
Do you know I used to Iook in the papers for your obituary?
WeII, I'm sorry I keep disappointing you.
What was it, James?
Did I get too cIose?
Did I get too cIose for comfort?
Yes.
I missed you.
What did you find?
I hacked into the mainframe at the bank.
They're using an SSL2 encryption, 1 28--
Spare me the technobabbIe, pIease.
Bond's got a perfect empIoyment record. Ten years.
He's crossed every T, he's dotted every I.
-Which means? -Government agent.
I caII it Gupta's Law of Creative AnomaIies.
If it sounds too good to be true, it aIways is.
Do you think my wife knows?
There's a Iot of garbage, but if you diaI down the ambient noise....
Tell me, James, do you still sleep with a gun under your pillow?
PIay it again.
Tell me, James, do you still sleep with a gun under your pillow?
I think we shouId set an appointment for my wife with the doctor.
Tell me, James, do you still sleep with a gun under your pillow?
-I have to go. -No, you don't.
I can get you out of the country in four hours.
I have no choice.
No one can protect me from him, not even you.
-You do have a choice. -OnIy if you Iet him go.
I can't do that.
He has a secret Iab on the top fIoor even I'm not supposed to know about.
There's an emergency hatch on the roof.
-You don't have to do this. -It's the easiest way to get in.
Don't argue with me, James.
You know...
...this job of yours...
...it's murder on reIationships.
UntiI I get back next week, I want two guards...
...outside this office 2 4 hours a day.
Nobody gets in. Got it?
We'II take care of it.
What do we do with the sateIIite?
Send this thing to the Iaunch site. And be carefuI.
It's worth $300 miIIion. You break it, you bought it. Understand?
I hate traveIing. I never know what to pack.
Looking for a news story?
They'II print anything these days.
Yes?
Good morning, Mr. Bond. Elliot Carver.
I believe you've got two items that belong to me.
What are you taIking about?
The red box, Mr. Bond...
...and my wife in your hotel room.
He's coming.
Fingerprint ID accepted.
Please select security system level.
TeII me if you find the encoder.
-Call me immediately. -Yeah.
And in breaking news...
...it is with great sadness that we announce the death of Paris Carver...
...who has become an international figure since she became the wife...
...of Elliot Carver, chairman of this network.
According to police officials in Hamburg, Germany...
...Mrs. Carver was found dead this morning...
...in a hotel suite in that city in unusual circumstances...
...on which police have refused to elaborate.
A coroner has been called for and is expected to deliver...
...his full report within the next three days.
Her body was discovered along with the body of an unidentified man...
...who appeared to be the victim of a self-inflicted gun wound.
Reached aboard his private jet en route--
I have a cIear shot at your head, Mr. Bond.
Stand up, sIowIy.
Drop your gun and kick it toward me, ja?
At present, police have refused to speculate...
...on a motive in this murder-suicide.
Good. Now...
...Iie down on the bed next to Mrs. Carver.
We extend our deepest sympathies to Mr. Carver.
This story wiII be on the news in an hour.
-Tomorrow's news today. -Just so.
My name is Dr. Kaufman.
I am an outstanding pistoI marksman.
Take my word for it, ja?
Get the sIedgehammers.
She struggIed terribIy, Mr. Bond.
It's a pity you got her invoIved in aII this.
It won't Iook Iike a suicide if you shoot me from over there.
I am a professor of forensic medicine.
BeIieve me, Mr. Bond, I couId shoot you from Stuttgart...
...and stiII create the proper effect.
My art is in great demand, Mr. Bond.
I go aII over the worId.
I am especiaIIy good at the ceIebrity overdose.
But now, I'm afraid, Mr. Bond, that our IittIe--
Stamper! Stop yeIIing in my ear, ja?
Sir, they can't get into the car.
You can't be serious.
-Did you caII the Auto CIub? -Do you wanna call them?
Make him tell you how to open it.
Okay, I ask.
This is very embarrassing.
It seems there is a red box in your car.
They can't get to it.
They want me to make you unIock the car.
I feeI Iike an idiot. I don't know what to say.
I am to torture you if you don't do it.
-You have a doctorate in that too? -No, no, no.
This is more Iike a hobby. But I'm very gifted.
Oh, I beIieve you.
-My ceII phone opens the car. -No, Mr. Bond.
I do it, ja?
RecaII, three, send.
Wait.
I'm just a professionaI doing a job.
Me too.
Dr. Kaufman.
Welcome. Please fasten seat belt.
Reduce speed. Pedestrians in roadway.
Driver alert.
Obstruction ahead. Reduce speed now.
Reminder: Unsafe driving will void warranty.
Congratulations on a safe journey.
Yo! Jimbo!
Wade, what are you doing here?
You know the worId's my office. Let's go this way.
Did Q bring you up to speed?
Yeah. I brought aIong the GPS caIibration unit.
By the way, officiaIIy UncIe Sam is neutraI in this turkey shoot.
And unofficiaIIy?
We have no interest in seeing WorId War III, unIess we start it.
Dr. GreenwaIt. He's the Air Force GPS expert.
Sorry about aII this security...
...but the GPS encoder is one of the most cIoseIy guarded secrets...
...in the U.S. miIitary.
Show him what you got.
Jesus, it's the missing encoder. How the heII did you get that?
Picked it up in Hamburg yesterday morning.
CouId somebody use this to send a ship off course?
-Like the Devonshire? -Whoa!
I didn't hear anybody mention the Devonshire. Did you?
-No. -Good. So just answer his question.
WeII, in theory, if you couId aIter the timing chip...
...you couId sIowIy send a ship off course.
Like putting a magnet near a compass.
Yeah, exactIy.
-Then check this out. -Oh, yeah.
Those two circIes shouId be Iining up on top of each other.
Somebody's tampered with your encoder.
If we knew the Iast time and position the Devonshire thought she was...
...couId you figure out exactIy where she sank?
Sure.
-Wade? -Yeah?
I have a smaII favor to ask.
The high-aItitude, Iow-opening jump, the HALO jump...
...is where we get the most fataIities, so Iisten up.
You free-faII for 5 miIes and use your oxygen, or you'II die of asphyxiation.
Sounds Iike my first marriage.
Next, after the free-faII...
...pop the chute at 200 feet, beIow the Chinese radar.
You'II be traveIing at over 200 miIes an hour.
This snaps your head back Iike a cantaIoupe.
Don't crack your skuII open on the tanks.
I'II keep that in mind.
One Iast thing: When you hit the water, don't forget to cut away your chute.
Ninety percent of peopIe kiIIed in HALO jumps...
...got tangIed up in their chutes and drowned. Got it?
Seems Iike a Iot just to save the worId.
I've got no choice.
I have to prove that ship was deIiberateIy sent off course.
-One minute! -Is the pickup set?
You bet. After your mission, turn on your beacon.
The extraction team wiII pick you up after dark.
Buddha bIess!
-I just noticed something. -Yeah?
This is where the ship thought it was.
This is where it reaIIy is. But see that isIand?
-Yeah. -That means where he's jumping...
...between the British and Chinese fIeets--
TechnicaIIy they're not in Chinese territoriaI waters.
-They beIong to Vietnam. -Vietnam?
Does he have any U.S. government markings on him?
The parachute, the wet suit, the fins.
If the Vietnamese catch him, they're gonna go crazy.
He didn't even say goodbye.
StiII interested in hostiIe takeovers?
It's the opportunities for traveI that I Iike best about banking.
Get them out of the water.
If I didn't know better, I'd say you were foIIowing me around, Mr. Bond.
You'II have to admit, though...
...we seem to have deveIoped a certain attachment to each other.
HopefuIIy not for Iong.
Another Carver buiIding.
If I didn't know better, I'd say he'd deveIoped an edifice compIex.
GeneraI Chang?
Friend of yours?
Mr. Bond. Miss Lin.
WeIcome to Saigon.
It's aIways nice to see you, EIIiot.
I hadn't intended opening this center untiI tomorrow...
...but as you're here you can heIp me write the inauguraI story:
Your obituaries.
I hope you extended the same courtesy to Paris.
ActuaIIy, Mr. Bond, you're the one who wrote my Iate wife's obituary...
...when you asked her to betray me.
StiII, Iet's see.
''British secret service agent James Bond...
...and his coIIaborator Wai Lin...
...of the Chinese PeopIe's ExternaI Security Force...
...were found...
...dead this morning...
...in Vietnam.
Lacks punch, don't you think?
It's oId news, EIIiot.
We've been working together for months.
Both our governments know what you and GeneraI Chang are up to.
I don't think so.
You may have seen the generaI in the haIIway just now...
...but perhaps, with aII your jetting around...
...you've not had chance to peruse today's headIines.
I rather Iike the Iast one. It isn't even mine.
I never beIieve what I read in the press anyway.
Therein Iies your probIem, Mr. Bond.
You see, we're both men of action, but your era and Miss Lin's is passing.
Words are the new weapons, sateIIites the new artiIIery.
And you become the new supreme aIIied commander?
ExactIy!
Caesar had his Iegions, NapoIeon had his armies...
...I have my divisions. TV, news, magazines.
And by midnight I'II have reached and infIuenced more peopIe...
...than anyone in the history of this pIanet, save God HimseIf.
And the best he ever managed was the Sermon on the Mount.
You reaIIy are quite insane.
The distance between insanity and genius...
...is measured onIy by success.
Excuse me.
-GeneraI Chang is waiting. -If you'II forgive me....
Your appearance here has forced me to move up my timetabIe sIightIy.
I'II Ieave you in the capabIe hands of Mr. Stamper and his toys.
Perhaps you'd Iike to see them.
-Sir. The heIicopter. -Thanks, Gupta.
Mr. Stamper is a protégé of the Iate Dr. Kaufman...
...who was schooIing him in the ancient art of chakra torture.
He was Iike a father to me.
ReaIIy? Interesting roIe modeI.
According to Eastern phiIosophy, the body has seven chakra points.
Energy centers, Iike the heart or genitaIs.
The purpose of these impIements is to probe those organs...
...infIicting the maximum amount of pain...
...whiIst keeping the victim aIive for as Iong as possibIe.
Dr. Kaufman's record was 52 hours.
I'm hoping to break it.
I wouId've thought watching your TV shows was torture enough.
Save this one tiII Iast.
When you remove Mr. Bond's heart...
...there shouId just be enough time for him to watch it stop beating.
Excuse me.
Go! Go! Go! Go!
We can use the banner.
Hope it hoIds.
-Get after them! -Ready? Go!
Next time I'II take the eIevator.
Push! Push!
-Get a car! -No, no!
-Yes, a car! -A bike is quicker.
The keys. Someone aIways forgets them.
What are you doing? I'm driving. Get off.
Get on the back.
I'm sIipping.
Stop fidgeting back there.
What are you--?
Give me that.
CIutch! CIutch! CIutch!
-Turn right. -No, Ieft.
Who's driving? Come on!
CIutch!
Left! Left!
How many back there?
I can't see. HoId on.
What are you--? What?
-Don't get any ideas. -I'd never dream of it.
One. No, two.
-Go for the barreIs. -What?
Very good.
HoId on!
Let's take the highway.
-HeIicopter! -AII right, keep your shirt on.
-Get on the back of the bike. -Are you trying to protect me?
No. I need to baIance the bike. Get on the back.
-You ready? -Yeah.
Go!
Pop the cIutch.
-It's behind us. -Move!
Get out of the way!
You see the chopper?
I can't see. HoId on.
What are you--?
Trapped.
Never.
WouId you pass the soap?
Over there.
You were pretty good with that hook.
It comes from growing up in a rough neighborhood.
You were pretty good on the bike.
WeII, that comes from not growing up at aII.
Here. AIIow me.
Don't get any ideas, Mr. Bond.
Just off the cuff, I thought we might Iink up.
Work hand in hand?
Stick cIoser to each other.
Maybe we go after GeneraI Chang together.
Your turn.
Thanks for washing my hair.
I work aIone.
Lucky for you I stopped by.
I couId've taken care of him.
But you didn't. Give me the earring.
Copy of a Makarov 59. Standard issue, Chinese army.
Looks Iike GeneraI Chang wants you dead.
You stiII think you can do this aIone?
It depends whether your mission is peace or revenge.
This is about stopping a war.
Last year we found steaIth materiaI was missing...
...from one of GeneraI Chang's bases.
I foIIowed a Iead to Carver's headquarters in Hamburg.
SteaIth materiaI?
We thought he was buiIding a steaIth pIane.
No. SteaIth boat.
That's the onIy way they couId get cIose to the Devonshire...
...so they couId driII inside the missiIe room.
Remember? They stoIe a cruise missiIe from that ship.
He said he was moving the timetabIe forward to midnight.
Yes, of course he did.
Under cover of darkness he'II position the steaIth boat...
...near the British fIeet...
...fire the missiIe into China.
-And we wiII retaIiate. -And Carver wiII provide the pictures.
-I have to warn Beijing. -No.
Let's warn both our governments, get them taIking.
It'II give us time to find the boat.
Stand up.
It's just Iike home.
You get the equipment, I'II send the messages.
On second thought, you type.
First we have to find the boat.
Of aII the harbors and inIets controIIed by GeneraI Chang...
...22 are in highIy popuIated areas.
That Ieaves 1 4 where he couId hide a steaIth boat.
You can see it during the day.
It's invisibIe to radar, but not the human eye.
Very noveI.
He'd have to hide it somepIace where...
...he couId saiI to the Devonshire and back in one night.
This Iooks famiIiar.
-We've made some improvements. -Have you, indeed?
Okay. Four hours out and four hours back.
Assume the boat is traveIing at a speed of 30 knots.
I've aIways been a fan of Chinese technoIogy.
According to this...
...there are four pIaces where he couId harbor the boat.
Up on your Ieft.
Run a cross-check on those areas for anything suspicious.
Ah, the new WaIther.
I asked Q to get me one of these.
I've got it. Look.
Four missing boats. Three unexpIained drownings.
That has to be it.
Ha Long Bay.
He knows the isIand.
He says that it's dangerous for boats to be around there at sunset...
...but for 5000 American doIIars...
-...he'II take us. -Good.
Maybe he'II take a check.
It's mostIy duII routine, of course...
...but every now and then you get to saiI on a beautifuI evening Iike this...
...and sometimes work with a decadent agent of a corrupt Western power.
And they say Communists don't know how to have fun.
I hate to disappoint you...
...but I don't even have a IittIe red book.
If anything happens to me...
...the fuses for the mines are in here.
We're gonna finish this together.
And if I may say so, you found the right...
...decadent, corrupt Western agent...
...as a partner.
-See the steaIth? -No.
It's getting Iate and this is the Iast cove in the bay.
Yeah, that's it.
Set the timers for 1 0 minutes.
That'II give us time to get out of here before the ship expIodes.
Even if it doesn't sink, it'II show up on radar.
-Our fIeets wiII finish the job. -If they got our message.
-Okay, you, up and over. -Okay.
We're in position between the fleets.
Fire one missiIe at the fIagship of each fIeet.
The Chinese wiII think the British are rattIing the saber...
...the British wiII think the Chinese are being beIIigerent...
...and the media wiII provide cooI, objective coverage.
Let the mayhem begin.
MissiIe Iock-on.
Send a signaI to the AdmiraIty: ''Task group under missiIe attack.''
Sir, AWACS reports two waves of Iand-based MiG 2 1 s inbound.
The first group shouId be on our screens in two minutes.
How Iong before the MiGs are within firing range of the British fIeet?
TweIve minutes.
What the heII do I pay you for?
If she's there, Bond is there.
Stamper, find them.
Wai Lin! Wai Lin! Camera!
If she bIinks, kiII her.
You come with me.
Stamper to Bridge. Bond is dead.
DeIicious.
Make sure you cIear aII the mines, and bring the girI up to me.
Are you sure you want her up here?
It's my business, Mr. Gupta.
I Iike an audience.
Ah, Miss Lin.
Your countrymen are being so cooperative...
...so predictabIy eager to save face.
My government knows you're out here. They're Iooking for you.
Not according to our radar...
...where it seems your MiGs are about to attack the British fIeet...
...in how many minutes?
Nine minutes to firing range.
And even if they were Iooking for me...
...we're on a steaIth boat.
They can't see me, or you...
...or even your friend...
...the Iate Commander Bond...
...who is at this moment on his way to the bottom of the South China Sea.
He's my new anchorman.
Pathetic.
What on earth's going on?
A message from 00 7...
...just confirmed by my opposite number in China.
''TeII the fIeet to search for a ship that's aImost invisibIe to radar.''
The Chinese aren't the enemy.
Carver's been pIaying both sides for fooIs.
AdmiraI, sir, urgent message from the AdmiraIty.
Look at this.
Anything on radar that Iooks smaII? Lifeboat, periscope, anything?
-No, sir. -SteaIth boat, sir? They've gone mad.
What you're about to witness, Miss Lin, is not so much a missiIe attack...
...but the Iaunch of a new worId order.
In five minutes, after your countrymen have attacked the British fIeet...
I shaII retaIiate for dear oId EngIand...
...by sending this missiIe into Beijing...
...where GeneraI Chang has just caIIed an emergency meeting...
...of the Chinese high command.
UnfortunateIy...
...GeneraI Chang wiII be deIayed in traffic...
...arriving just after the missiIe has kiIIed your Ieaders...
...and too Iate to stop the air force from sinking the entire British fIeet.
But he'II be just in time to take over the government, negotiate a truce...
...and emerge as a worId Ieader...
...with the NobeI Peace Prize.
-And what do you get? -Me?
Oh, nothing.
Just excIusive broadcasting rights in China for the next hundred years.
Ready to rock and ruin.
If you'II excuse me, my dear, I have a deadIine to meet.
Prepare for the missiIe Iaunch.
Mr. Gupta.
HeIIo, EIIiot.
Interesting pIan.
But I think I have something that belongs to you.
So much for German efficiency. Mr. Stamper.
-Don't shoot him yet. -HoId your fire.
WeIcome to my worId crisis, Mr. Bond.
Even trade, EIIiot.
Gupta for Wai Lin.
You can't fire the missiIe without him.
And it seems you can't resist any woman in my possession.
What are you waiting for? Shoot him!
I toId you we're going to finish this together.
How romantic.
Do you reaIize how absurd your position is?
No more absurd than starting a war for ratings.
Great men have aIways manipuIated the media to save the worId.
Look at WiIIiam RandoIph Hearst, who toId his photographers:
''You provide the pictures, I'II provide the war.''
I've just taken it one step further.
Sorry about that.
I tuned out there for a moment, EIIiot.
Touché.
Mr. Gupta...
...is the missiIe ready to fire?
Press the magic button, Beijing disappears.
Then it seems you've outIived your contract.
You see, Mr. Bond, I have a backup pIan.
So do I.
He's breached the huII. They'II see us on radar.
Sir, we have a smaII, intermittent contact on the surface.
PIot the bearing 1 -1 -2 degrees.
It's a very weak signaI, but I'd swear it wasn't there a second ago, sir.
Yeoman, teII aII ships not to fire on the Chinese for any reason whatsoever.
Send the message to the Chinese fIeet commander:
''Have sighted unknown ship--''
Get those fires out!
Get down there and protect the missiIe.
Oh, and Mr. Stamper, wouId you pIease kiII those bastards?
Nice work.
They're speeding up.
-We have to stop the boat. -Can you take care of the engine room?
-Of course. -Good. Do it and get off the ship.
I'm going to stop the missiIe.
SignaI from the Chinese fIeet commander.
''To RoyaI Navy Task Group:
We aIso have the unknown ship on our screens.
We wiII not fire unIess it turns towards China.
UntiI then, she's yours. Good hunting.''
Now, captain, whatever the heII that thing is, sink it.
Right, sir. Is that echo too weak for missiIe Iock?
-Yes, sir. -Right.
We'II do it the oId-fashioned way.
Bond turned us into the target.
AIong with himseIf.
Take evasive action.
Prepare the missiIe countdown immediateIy.
InitiaIizing Iaunch sequence. T minus five minutes and counting.
Sir, they're making 48 knots.
They'II be out of range in two minutes.
Keep firing. SIow them down.
The engines are out. We're sitting ducks here. Engine room.
FoIIow me!
T minus four minutes and counting.
WeII done. Officer watch, increase max.
Keep firing!
AII hands, abandon ship.
Abandon ship.
Abandon ship. Abandon ship.
Mr. Stamper, what are you doing about the girI?
Perhaps you'd consider Iooking in the engine room.
T minus three minutes and counting.
You're too Iate again, Mr. Bond.
It's a bad habit of yours.
There's nothing you can do.
T minus two minutes and counting.
The missiIe's fuIIy programmed.
It can't be stopped.
In minutes my pIan wiII succeed.
And thanks IargeIy to your efforts...
...the British Navy wiII destroy the evidence...
...and I'II be out of here in a Carver news heIicopter...
...covering the event.
It's going to be a fantastic show.
I may have some breaking news for you, EIIiot.
You forgot the first ruIe of mass media, EIIiot:
Give the peopIe what they want.
T minus one minute and counting.
Drop it, Mr. Bond...
...or I drop your friend.
It's over, Stamper.
Let her go.
Not between you and me.
James, try the detonators. The missiIe wiII set them off.
Never argue with a woman. They're aIways right.
T minus 40 seconds.
For Carver!
And Kaufman!
I owe you an unpIeasant death, Mr. Bond.
T minus 20 seconds.
We die together, Mr. Bond.
T minus 1 0 seconds.
Three...
...two, one.
M, Bedford reports Carver went down with the ship.
Seems that Bond made it.
Moneypenny, take this reIease.
EIIiot Carver is missing, presumed drowned...
...whiIe on a cruise aboard his Iuxury yacht in the South China Sea.
At present the IocaI authorities beIieve...
...the media moguI committed suicide.
Commander Bond...
... Colonel Lin...
...this is the H.M.S. Bedford.
Are you there?
They're Iooking for us, James.
Let's stay undercover.