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Back to IMSDb. The web's largest movie script resource! Search IMSDb. They remove A GUN from inside his jacket, a well-concealed knife, a metal case, laying them on the desk that separates Bond and Behind him, three floor-to-ceiling windows lead out to a rooftop garden.
Bond, but you understand, a man in my position.. BOND Which is neutral, no doubt. Lachaise takes the joke a little tight-lipped. Gestures for Bond to sit. She pushes a cart. No doubt Sir Robert will be pleased to see it again. The efficient Cigar Girl brings the briefcase to Bond, setting it in his lap and opening it up Here is the receipt BOND Perhaps later.
She steps back. Bond reaches for the metal case on the desk BOND My glasses. Lachaise nods. Bond can have his glasses. He puts them on, gives a cursory look at the receipt BOND I didn't come for the money. The report you sold him was stolen from an MI-6 agent, who was killed for it. He takes a photo from his jacket and lays it on the desk. BOND Who did you get it from? I am doing the honourable thing and returning the money to its rightful owner Take the money.
BOND Your last chance. Give me the name. He nods. An Armani thug steps up and takes out a gun BOND Perhaps you failed to take into account my Bond's mouth edges into a smile. A flicker of doubt on Lachaise's face -- as Bond's finger finds a protrusion on the tiny arm of his glasses and Now he nestles the barrel of his borrowed hand gun into the hollow of Lachaise's cheek.
BOND The name? Bond cocks the gun Alright, alright! But you must protect me! And he freezes. Bond rushes to the window Bond can hear sirens approaching.