It's time to get out.
Don't bleed to death.
- Hello, Mitchell. - Bond.
The Americans are gonna be none too pleased about this.
I promised them Le Chiffre, and they got Le Chiffre.
They got his body.
If they'd wanted his soul, they should have made a deal with a priest.
- Has he said anything? - No.
I'm going to check the perimeter, ma'am.
You look like hell.
When's the last time you slept?
Vesper's boyfriend, Yusef Kabira,
the one who was abducted in Morocco, the one she was trying to save.
His body was washed up on a beach in Ibiza.
We're meant to believe the fish did that to his face.
His wallet and ID were in his pocket.
- Well, that's convenient. - Quite.
Which is why I did a DNA check on a lock of his hair found in Vesper's apartment.
It's not him.
A lock of his hair?
I wouldn't have thought Vesper the sentimental type.
Well, we never really know anyone, do we?
But I do need to know, Bond.
I need to know that I can trust you.
And you don't?
Well, it'd be a pretty cold bastard
who didn't want revenge for the death of someone he loved.
You don't have to worry about me.
I'm not gonna go chasing him. He's not important.
And neither was she.
It's clear, ma'am.
- Thanks, Mitchell. - Shall we?
Are you gonna tell us who you work for?
I was always very interested to meet you.
I'd heard so much about you from Vesper.
The real shame is that if she hadn't killed herself,
we would have had you, too.
I think you would have done anything for her.
Well, you know you're not in Britain, and God knows where you'll be tomorrow.
Which should tell you that eventually
you will tell us about the people you work with,
and the longer it takes, the more painful we'll make it.
You really don't know anything about us.
It's so amusing because we are on the other side, thinking,
"The MI6, the CIA, they're looking over our shoulders.
"They're listening to our conversations."
And the truth is you don't even know we exist.
Well, we do now, Mr. White, and we're quick learners.
Oh, really?
Well, then, the first thing you should know about us
is that we have people everywhere.
Am I right?
Anything?
Craig Mitchell worked for me for eight years.
He passed a full security check and lie detector test every year.
Didn't leave so much as a scrap of paper to explain any of it.
Eight years! Five as my personal bodyguard.
I found this and three other bloody Christmas presents
I bought him about the house.
I don't think he smoked.
And you had to kill him.
Couldn't bring him in for questioning so that we might actually learn something.
When someone says we got people everywhere, you expect it to be hyperbole.
Lots of people say that. Florists use that expression.
Doesn't mean that they've got somebody working for them inside the bloody room.
What the hell is this organization, Bond?
How can they be everywhere and we know nothing about them?
- I assume we found no trace of White. - No.
The agent guarding the door in the garage
was dead before you passed him on the stairs.
I passed him on the stairs? Christ!
Mitchell must have killed him when he went out to check the perimeter.
You're lucky to be here.
Do you think White's still alive?
- Yes, I do. - What is it?
Craig Mitchell, 45 years old.
No living family. Gave generously to charity.
Tell me you know more than that.
Our moneymen went through every bill in Mitchell's wallet and house.
- How much did he have? - Less than 100 pounds,
and about the same in euros and dollars.
Excuse me. Excuse me, ma'am.
We've done a complete forensic analysis of every note and its traceable history.
Not in the mood.
After you.
This particular note from Mitchell's wallet may be of interest.
Scanning.
We introduced tagged bills into Le Chiffre's money-laundering operation
by intercepting illegal payoffs.
We traced money through several of his bank accounts around the world.
That's pretty thin.
At the rate money changes hands,
you could probably find a tenner in my wallet with a tag.
That's true, ma'am. A single bill could be a coincidence,
but what about a whole stack?
These bills, from the same series as Mitchell's,
were just scanned at a bank in Port-au-Prince, Haiti,
deposited in the account of a Mr. Slate.
Impress me.
We have a Mr. Edmund Slate returning to Port-au-Prince
from Heathrow this morning.
His entry documents have him staying at the Hotel Dessalines.
He's in room 325.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
Do you have any messages for 325?
No, sir. The only message was about the briefcase
that was delivered earlier.
- Did you want us to continue holding it? - No. No, I'll take that now.
Yes, sir.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
Get in!
- What? - Get in.
All right.
You're late.
I got pulled into a meeting.
Who with?
A friend of Mr. White's.
Don't think I know him.
It's funny.
You don't look at all like I expected.
Really? What were you expecting?
I didn't think geologists looked so...
So?
A friend of yours?
I don't have any friends.
Get out of the way! Move!
We didn't settle on a price.
Make me an offer.
We can work it out later, over drinks.
Dominic didn't give you any trouble, did he?
No.
What the hell is this?
I think someone wants to kill you.
That wasn't very nice.
- You were supposed to shoot her. - Well, I missed.
Get Bond.
- Where is he now? - Approaching the docks, Kings Quay.
- Connecting. - Tanner.
I've got Bond.
Ask him about Slate.
She wants to know about Slate.
Tell her Slate was a dead end.
Slate was a dead end.
Connection terminated.
Damn him. He killed him.
Touch me and I'll break your wrist.
Camille.
How nice to see you.
Alive, you mean?
I knew we shouldn't have slept together.
I think I'm starting to like you.
So you did just try and have me killed.
And that made me very sad thinking I would never see you again.
But here you are.
Damn it, Dominic! I was trying to help you.
I was trying to uncover a leak.
And you, you sent someone to kill me?
Please don't talk to me like I'm stupid!
It's unattractive.
Come. I wanna show you something.
Come.
There's nothing that makes me more uncomfortable
than friends talking behind my back.
It feels like
ants under my skin.
It's been that way forever.
I remember when I was 15,
I had a crush on one of my mother's piano students.
Somehow I overheard her saying very nasty things about me.
I got so angry.
I took an iron.
Is that him?
I... We only spoke on the phone.
It's such a shame because he's one of my best geologists.
He said you asked to buy information.
No. He called me and offered to sell me information.
Why would I come back here if I was lying?
Because you love me.
I was doing it for you.
To stop him from betraying you.
You know what burns more than all your bullshit?
Is that I always got the feeling that you were only sleeping with me
to get to General Medrano.
Is that him?
You know how these deposed dictators are,
jealous of their safety.
Stick around.
I'll introduce you.
Do you see the girl that just walked in here?
Could you give her that? Tell her to call me.
You've reached Universal Exports. Our offices are currently closed.
And you can do all this for me?
Well, look at what we did to this country.
The Haitians elect a priest
who decides to raise the minimum wage from 38 cents to $1 a day.
It's not a lot, but it's enough to upset the corporations
who were here making T-shirts and running shoes.
So they called us, and we facilitated a change.
The difference is,
my country's not some flyspeck in the middle of the Caribbean.
But we've already begun destabilizing the government.
We'll supply the private security.
We'll pay off the right officials,
and we have 26 countries ready to officially recognize
your new Bolivian government.
You want your country back.
My organization can give it to you within the week.
You've been busy.
And in return you want what?
A desert.
- This part. - This land is worthless.
So you're getting a great deal.
You won't find oil there.
Everyone has tried.
Maybe, maybe not.
But we own whatever we find.
Did you know Ernesto Montes?
A very powerful man in his day.
He had a beautiful Russian wife.
A dancer.
Well, his daughter works for me.
Or did.
She's lovely,
but I don't see the resemblance.
Why don't you consider her as something to sweeten the deal?
Just promise me to drop her over the side when you're done.
Camille, General Medrano.
Be careful what you wish for, my dear.
Have fun, you two.
What the hell are you doing?
- You're welcome! - You idiot! Take me back!
You know, maybe I'll do that later.
You're not one of Greene's.
Dominic Greene?
Get down!
- Give me the wheel! - Navigate!
Left!
- What are you doing? - Hold on!
Get down!
Excuse me.
Thank you. She's seasick.
It's Bond.
- Connect Bond. - Connecting 007.
Yes?
Name check, Dominic Greene.
G- R-E-E-N-E.
I might need a little more than that.
There are a lot of Dominic Greenes.
Do you have a social security or passport number?
No.
Scanning DGSE databases.
- Anything? - Scanning KGB databases.
Do you have anything? Will you put her on, please?
I am on, Bond. What happened to Slate?
I'm not dwelling on the past.
- I don't think you should, either. - You killed him.
Largest hit, Dominic Greene, CEO of Greene Planet.
It's a utility company,
but Greene's been doing a lot of philanthropic work,
buying up large tracts of land for ecological preserves.
You should be getting his picture now.
Yep, that's him.
I'm afraid there's a firewall around his other corporate holdings,
so we have no other information.
Get me the Americans.
Connecting.
Go ahead.
Interest in Dominic Greene, Greene Planet.
Transferring you now.
Hold for Gregory Beam, please.
Thank you.
Hi, this is Gregory Beam, ma 'am.
Hello, Mr. Beam.
I'm so sorry to keep you waiting. We have no interest in Mr. Greene.
Thank you, Mr. Beam.
Connection terminated.
He's a person of extreme interest.
- But he just said that he wasn't... - Tanner, I asked about the man
and she transferred me to the section chief of South America.
How would she know to do that if they weren't tracking him?
Bond, we have your location as approaching an airfield.
- Is Greene on the move? - Yeah.
I've got a tail number, Golf-Zero-Charlie-Sierra-Charlie.
Get me a destination.
It's a private charter
going to Bregenz, Austria, leaving immediately.
Tanner, authorize a charter for 007.
And, Bond, if you could avoid killing every possible lead,
it would be deeply appreciated.
Yes, ma'am. I'll do my best.
Connection terminated.
I've heard that before.
- Hello. - Hi.
Welcome aboard.
Come. Have a seat.
Charlie-Sierra-Charlie.
Jeez.
Sorry.
How much longer?
So do we have an understanding?
Yeah.
We do nothing to stop a coup in Bolivia, and in exchange,
the new government gives America the lease to any oil found.
If it's oil you want.
Well, you didn't find diamonds, did you?
Drilling underground, you kept off everybody's radar for a very long time,
but you can't buy that much piping without somebody getting curious.
We'll have to verify the find.
I'm not even admitting there is one. You are getting this for free.
Venezuela, Brazil, now Bolivia.
With you tied up in the Middle East, South America is falling like dominoes.
You don't need another Marxist giving national resources to the people, do you?
Well, we can hardly be expected to do something about a coup
we know nothing about.
And I have a pest.
This.
You have any idea who that is?
Sorry.
It's James Bond, British Secret Service.
I don't know how I could have missed that.
I will need you to get rid of him for me.
Yeah. That's not gonna be a problem.
You know who Greene is and you wanna put us in bed with him.
You are kidding, right?
Yeah. You're right. We should just deal with nice people.
I need to know you're on the team, Felix.
I need to know you value your career.
Dominic Greene.
- Good to see you. Good. - How are you?
Thank you.
Ladies and gentlemen,
tonight's performance ofTosca will begin shortly.
Please take your seats.
What else does General Medrano require?
Anything further from Canadian intelligence?
We'll discuss that later.
How much more pipeline do we need?
Ideally, 2,000 kilometers.
Are there any objections?
No.
Not here.
No objections.
Transfer the funds from our Siberian holdings.
Done.
Where do the Americans stand?
Well, the CIA doesn't care about another dictator as long as they get their end.
But when they find out that they've been duped?
I'm working on that.
I'm still not sure that the Tierra Project is the best use of Quantum's time.
Perhaps we should shift our focus to the Canadian.
This is the world's most precious resource.
We need to control as much of it as we can.
Bolivia must be top priority.
Can I offer an opinion?
I really think you people should find a better place to meet.
Where do you think you're going?
Thank you.
Well, Tosca isn't for everyone.
Drop it.
So who are you working for?
Piss off.
Get rid of anything we brought with us. We've been compromised.
I asked you who you were working for.
- Is he one of ours? - No.
Then he shouldn't be looking at me.
Get me M.
It's your line.
Thanks. Connect call.
Connecting Tanner.
We've ID'd the pictures.
Show me.
Gregor Karakov, former minister, now owns most of the mines in Siberia,
Moishe Soref, former Mossad, now telecom giant,
and Guy Haines, special envoy to the Prime Minister.
Get Bond.
There's something else.
It appears Bond shot Haines'bodyguard and threw him off a roof.
- Where are you? - Did you get my pictures?
Was this a conversation? Can you link these people?
Is that stress in your voice?
I need you to come in and debrief.
- I don't have time. - Bond, you killed a man in Bregenz.
I did my best not to.
You shot him at point blank and threw him off a roof.
I'd hardly call that showing restraint,
especially since he was a member of Special Branch.
So who was he guarding?
Bond, are you missing the fact
that you killed a member of Special Branch?
I need you to come in.
And I would, but right now I need to find the man who tried to kill you.
Go back to sleep.
Connection terminated.
Restrict Bond's movements.
Cancel his cards.
Put an alert on his passports. All of them.
And I want to know everything we don't know about Haines.
Yes, ma 'am.
And, Tanner, be careful who you trust with this.
Hopefully, you're a better judge of character than I am.
You want to follow your friends to La Paz, Bolivia?
Please.
I'm sorry, sir, but this doesn't work.
Do you have another card?
No.
Could you do me a favor?
You're gonna get a phone call in a minute.
Would you mind telling them I'm headed for Cairo?
- I'd be happy to. - Thank you.