Why don't you lie down and let me look at it?
You never say that as if you meant it.
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
Unbelievable! ln all my years as a...
...private physician, recuperating from....
… an overdose of Bons Bois…
... many people have tried to involve themselves in my affairs...
... and you want to know where they are, and whether I'm....
…able to con the old man, but I know…
...you don't like me, Bond. You think I'm...
..goddamn little brown water hog.
...who would pay a million dollars to....
..bring back some pictures of…
... Defence Minister Dimitri Mishkin, murdered by...
... a black-widow spider underneath his mosquito net...
...in outer space over the UK, and everything with a microchip in it from the modern toaster to sophisticated computers and our defence systems would be...
... radioactive for... fifty-seven years!
That depends what kind of weapon you're talking about. So, tell me ...
... do you play any other games? Besides "chemin de fer"?
Polo, cricket, tennis - I play a bit myself.
Golf is not yet the national game of Korea, eh?
That's what I intend to find out.
Perhaps you'd like to take the shoe. My friend won't mind, Mr ...
Bond, travelling as Somerset.
Actually it's James Stock, London Financial Times.
Names is for tombstones, baby.
Is that so? Mine's...
Sultan Murad IV...
...and members of your curious profession are....
Bulgarians working for the Russians.
. . knocking out the enemy's communications before he, she, or they....
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Why don't you lie down and let me look at it?
You never say that as if you meant it.
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
Unbelievable! ln all my years as a...
...private physician, recuperating from....
… an overdose of Bons Bois…
... many people have tried to involve themselves in my affairs...
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
... and you want to know where they are, and whether I'm....
…able to con the old man, but I know…
...you don't like me, Bond. You think I'm...
..goddamn little brown water hog.
...who would pay a million dollars to....
..bring back some pictures of…
... Defence Minister Dimitri Mishkin, murdered by...
... a black-widow spider underneath his mosquito net...
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
...in outer space over the UK, and everything with a microchip in it from the modern toaster to sophisticated computers and our defence systems would be...
... radioactive for... fifty-seven years!
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
That depends what kind of weapon you're talking about. So, tell me ...
... do you play any other games? Besides "chemin de fer"?
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
Polo, cricket, tennis - I play a bit myself.
Golf is not yet the national game of Korea, eh?
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
That's what I intend to find out.
Perhaps you'd like to take the shoe. My friend won't mind, Mr ...
Bond, travelling as Somerset.
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
Actually it's James Stock, London Financial Times.
Names is for tombstones, baby.
Is that so? Mine's...
Sultan Murad IV...
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
...and members of your curious profession are....
Bulgarians working for the Russians.
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
. . knocking out the enemy's communications before he, she, or they....