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: You look pale, Mr. Bond. I hope I didn't frighten you. Bond
: Well you see, I've always been a nervous passenger. Fiona
: Some men just don't like to be driven. Bond
: No, some men just don't like to be taken for a ride.
[after making love to the evil Fiona Volpe
] James Bond
: My dear girl, don't flatter yourself. What I did this evening was for Queen and country. You don't think it gave me any pleasure, do you? Fiona
: But of course, I forgot your ego, Mr. Bond. James Bond, the one where he has to make love to a woman, and she starts to hear heavenly choirs singing. She repents, and turns to the side of right and virtue...
[she steps on Bond's foot
: ... but not this one!
[Bond is standing in the doorway between their apartments as Fiona takes a bath
: Aren't you in the wrong room, Mr. Bond? Bond
: Not from where I'm standing.
: [after Bond finds her in the bathtub in his hotel room
] Since you're here, would you mind giving me something to put on?
[Bond casually hands Fiona her shoes
: How far do you go? Fiona
: You better fasten your safety belt.
: Pull! Of course they are watching us, my dear. What else have they to do? Fiona
: You would like Bond dead. Emilio Largo
: I can think of no better arrangement. Fiona
: Because he tries to make love to your... woman? Emilio Largo
: Because he is Bond, and, as an enemy of SPECTRE, *should* be killed. Fiona
: Mark! If Bond had died last night as a result of your hastiness, his government would have known for certain the bombs are here. When the time is right, he will be killed. Pull! I shall kill him.
: But the music is gonna go on all night, anyhow. Enough to drive you wild. You like wild things, Mr. Bond, Mr. James Bond? Ah! Bond
: Wild? You should be locked up in a cage. Fiona
: Mm. Mm, this bed feels like a cage. All these bars. Do you think I'll be... *safe*?
: [after a lovemaking session
] You made a shocking mess out of my hair, you sadistic brute. Will you zip me up, please? Bond
: Mm! No wonder you can get dressed so quickly. On the way we can have a little talk. You may find it interesting. Come on. Fiona
: I'm coming. I hate to think I'm going to miss anything.
[Bond opens the door, Largo's henchmen are there, Bond quickly closes the door
: And now *we* can go somewhere for an interesting talk. Bond
: Friends of yours, no doubt.
[opens the door
: Come in! Fiona
: You dress quickly, too. I didn't see that gun in the mirror. Bond
: Not that it matters, but that was under the pillow all the time. Fiona
: And when did you find out? Bond
: Well, you're wearing the same ring as Largo. Fiona
: It's a ring I like to wear. Bond
: Vanity has its dangers. Fiona
: Vanity, Mr. Bond? Something you know so *much* about.
: You'll be here when I come back? Fiona
: Mm hmm. Francois Derval
: But I may not be in the mood then. Fiona
: Do you wanna bet? Francois Derval
: You know your Francois, huh? Fiona
: I know me.
] Uh, shouldn't you get out of those wet clothes? You'll catch your... death of cold.
: [escorting Bond out at gunpoint
] Careful, Mr. Bond. Careful.
: What's your name? Bond
: James Bond. Fiona
: Fiona Volpe.
[Fiona takes a turn at high speed
: Fly here often? Fiona
: Do I make you nervous? Bond
: No. It's just that I have no desire to be... capsized twice in one night. Fiona
: Well, at least you won't have to... swim ashore. Have you been here before, Mr. Bond? Bond
: No, I haven't. But, uh, this *is* the road to Nassau? Fiona
: Yes... Eventually.
: What a blow it must have been: You having a failure. James Bond
: Well, you can't win them all.
: His watch, identification disc. Palazzi
: Au revoir. Fiona
: No, no. He always says "ciao." Palazzi
: Ciao. Fiona
: And the cap: it's too far back on your head. Palazzi
: The rest of my money: just have it ready.
: Not enough. Hundred thousand dollars is not enough. Fiona
: What are you trying to say? Palazzi
: I changed my mind. Two years of my life. Studying the film, the reports. Plastic operations, voice lessons. Make it a quarter of a million. Or get someone else. Ambulance Attendant
: There *is* no one else. Palazzi
: Exactly. *I* am Derval.
[the ambulance attendant points a pistol at Angelo's back
: Put that away. Angelo is right. I'll inform Number One we made a new arrangement. This is merely a down payment. Palazzi
: Alright, but against quarter of a million. Fiona