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: You may need this.
[returns Bond's pistol to him
: I'm a good judge of man. You have what the Greeks call "thrausos" - guts! James Bond
: [points his gun at Columbo
] So have you, Mister Columbo.
: If I don't report in by tomorrow, not only will my people, but the entire Greek police, will come down on you like a load of bricks. Columbo
: By tomorrow, we'll be good friends. Let us drink to that. James Bond
: I'll wait until tomorrow.
: Cheers! James Bond
: We are five men. Melina
: And a woman!
: [after playing the recorded conversation of Kristatos and Bond
] I'm here, Mr. Bond of the British Secret Service. But I'll tell you it is Kristatos you want, NOT me. He told you about himself. He's the one with the powerful connections. Locque works for him, not me. I smuggle, yes. I smuggle gold, diamonds, cigarettes, pistachio nuts... but no heroin. Columbo
: Sit down. That I leave to him. When he is not too busy working for Russia, against my country and yours. James Bond
: My country awarded him the King's Medal. Columbo
: Yes, I know. But other people died for it. During the fighting in Crete, he was a double agent. King's Medal. Ha. I would laugh if my heart was not so heavy about my poor Lisl. James Bond
: What does Kristatos gain by setting you up? Columbo
: Well, I know too much about him. He wants me out of the way. By using a British agent to do his dirty work for him, your government might give him another medal. James Bond
: Why should I believe you? Columbo
: I'll prove it to you tonight. We'll go together to his warehouse in Albania. Okay? James Bond
: If I don't report in by morning, not only my people, but the entire Greek police will be down on you Iike a load of bricks. Columbo
: Don't worry. By tomorrow, we'll be good friends. Let us drink to that. James Bond
: I'll wait till tomorrow. Columbo
: [Handing Bond back his gun
] You may need this. I'm a good judge of men. Mr. Bond, you have what the Greeks call tha'ros. Guts. James Bond
: So have you, Mr. Columbo. Columbo
: St. Cyril's, where we used to hide from the Germans. Only Kristatos would make an abandoned monastery his personal retreat.