"Honestly tiger, you've got a secret underground train, a Toyota with a videophone in it, helicopters with electromagnets on them, a ninja school, plastic surgery 'experts', a rocket in a fag plus rocket firing pistols and rifles and yet I still have to drag gramps here all the way out to this mossie infested crappy rock with a DIY flying baking tray? Couldn't you just lend me a helicopter?"
"Actually just 6, it's surprisingly difficult finding the space to fit all the batteries needed, I mean if I did fit enough for 100 volts you'd have an arse like a Prius, you'd look like a cross between robocop and nikki minaj."
Le Chiffre placed his cards face-up on the green baize of the table. A low murmur rippled through the smoke-hazed casino. The chink of a distant glass cut through the tense air. Raising a carefully-manicured right hand to his temple, Le Chiffre stared at Bond with a slight smirk, as if daring his next move.
Bond scanned the cards before looking at his own hand. He raised his eyes to meet Le Chiffre's. Dropping his cards onto the table he quietly yet assuredly proclaimed:
"Now your new transport, BMW Z3, five forward gears, agile, all points radar and my personal favourite - behind the headlights, stinger missiles! Sadly you'll not get to see any of those as the cars only just been built and we blew the limited budget on all the kids toys we made your gadgets from."
Q: "Here's your new car."
Bond: "Aston?"
Q: "Sorry, 007, let's just say it's a generic sports car, as I'm afraid we're not allowed to mention brands or show logos anymore."
"You see sir, by rotating the bezel, the watch turns into a hyperintenstified magnetic field, strong enough to even deflect the path of a speeding bullet, or so Q claims, given enough range of course."
"Shut the **** up you **** ****, you **** fucked up my **** fishing boat for my **** retirement you utter ****, I have the **** right mind to come over there and **** slap your bastard cunting face in, you utter **** for brains **** stain!!"
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"Ah no, not tonight I'm afraid, I'm washing my rug."
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"Bond will be returning in blades of glory"
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well that's the sort of remark id expect from you Bond go f##k yourself
"Oh yes boss"
"100 volts?"
"Actually just 6, it's surprisingly difficult finding the space to fit all the batteries needed, I mean if I did fit enough for 100 volts you'd have an arse like a Prius, you'd look like a cross between robocop and nikki minaj."
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Bond: "What a coincidence! That's actually the name of my favourite website too".
Bond scanned the cards before looking at his own hand. He raised his eyes to meet Le Chiffre's. Dropping his cards onto the table he quietly yet assuredly proclaimed:
"Snap!"
" Oh, This song is reem, I gotta be hitting some moves "
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Bond: "Aston?"
Q: "Sorry, 007, let's just say it's a generic sports car, as I'm afraid we're not allowed to mention brands or show logos anymore."
Brossa spins around trying to find the hidden camera before bursting into laughter.
"Oh, you're being serious aren't you?"
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" I don't listen to hip hop!"
'Yes Bond'
'Can I use your dictaphone?
'NO Bond! ..... use your finger, like everybody else does'
Yes 007, your £5 short for the lottery kitty.
Not so pussy galore, then Q.
"Fill 'er up!"
"Do it yourself."
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"What bollocks."
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Brossa facepalms as Cleese gropes around.
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"Shut the **** up you **** ****, you **** fucked up my **** fishing boat for my **** retirement you utter ****, I have the **** right mind to come over there and **** slap your bastard cunting face in, you utter **** for brains **** stain!!"
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