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Morzeny: Exactly 1 minute 52 seconds. That’s excellent.
Kronsteen: Check.
Chess Tournament Staff: Knight takes bishop.
Chess Tournament Staff 2: Knight…takes bishop.
Chess Tournament Staff: King to rook two.
Chess Tournament Staff 2: King…to rook two.
Chess Tournament Staff: Queen to king four.
Chess Tournament Staff 2: Queen…to king four.
MacAdams: My congratulations, sir. A brilliant coup.
Ernsta Stavro Blofeld: “Siamese fighting fish. Fascinating creatures. Brave, but on the whole stupid. Yes, they’re stupid. Except for the occasional one such as we have herem, who lets the other two fight. While he waits. Waits until the survivor is so exhausted
that he cannot defend himself. And then, like SPECTRE, he strikes.”
Rosa Klebb: I find the parallel amusing.
Ernsta Stavro Blofeld: Our organisation did not arrange from the Russians just for amusement, Number Three. Come in, Kronsteen. Sit down, Number Three, while we listen to what Number Five has devised for us.
Rosa Klebb: I hope Kronsteen’s efforts as director of planning continue to be as successful as his chess.
Kronsteen: They will be. According to your instructions, I’ve planned for SPECTRE to steal from the Russians their new Lektor decoding machine. For this, we need the services of a female member of the Russian Cryptograph Section in Turkey and, uh, the help of the British Secret Service. Naturally, neither the Russians nor the British will be aware that they are now working for us.
Ernsta Stavro Blofeld: Number Three, is your section ready to carry out Kronsteen’s directives?
Rosa Klebb: Yes, Number One. The operation will be organised according to Kronsteen’s plan. I have selected a suitable girl from the Russian Consulate in Istanbul. She’s capable, cooperative, and her loyalty to the state is beyond question.
Ernsta Stavro Blofeld: And you’re absolutely sure she believes you’re still head of operations for Soviet Intelligence?
Rosa Klebb: It is most unlikely she would know I’m now working for SPECTRE. Moscow kept my defection secret from everyone but a few members of the presidium.
Ernsta Stavro Blofeld: For your sake, I hope so. Kronsteen, you’re sure this plan is foolproof?
Kronsteen: Yes, it is. Because I have anticipated every possible variation of countermove.
Ernsta Stavro Blofeld: But what makes you think that M, the head of British Intelligence, will oblige you by falling in with your plan?
Kronsteen: For the simply reason that this is so obviously a trap. My reading of the British mentality is that they always treat a trap as a challenge. In any case they couldn’t possibly pass up even the slightest chance of getting their hands on the Lektor decoder. They have wanted one for years.
Ernsta Stavro Blofeld: Mhm…All that you say could be true. What else?
Kronsteen: As an added refinement, I think that SPECTRE would probably have the chance of a personal revenge for the killing of our operative Doctor No. Because the man the British will almost certainly use on a mission of this sort would be their agent James Bond.
Ernsta Stavro Blofeld: Let his death be a particularly unpleasant and humiliating one.
Kronsteen: Good. I shall put my plan into operation straight away. And there will be no failure.
Morzeny: Hurry!
Morzeny: Welcome to SPECTRE Island – great honor. I hope you had a pleasant flight.
Rosa Klebb: My time is limited. Is the man I requested ready?
Morzeny: His dossier.
Rosa Klebb: Good. “Donald Grant, convicted murderer. Escaped Dartmoor Prison in 1960, recruited in Tangier, 1962. Excellent. Where is he now?
Staff: At the lake.
Morzeny: Bring him to my office, will you?
Rosa Klebb: Take me to the lake.
Morzeny: Through the training area. This Grant’s one of the best men we’ve ever had. Homicidal paranoiac. Superb material, though his methods were a little crude. His response to our training and indoctrination have been remarkable.
Morzeny: I hope our work here meets with your approval.
Rosa Klebb: Training is useful. But there is no substitute for experience.
Morzeny: I agree. We use live targets as well.
Rosa Klebb: Call him.
Morzeny: Grant!
Rosa Klebb: He seems fit enough. Have him report to me in Istanbul in 24 hours.
Tatiana Romanova: Corporal of State Security Tatiana Romanova.
Rosa Klebb: Come in.
Rosa Klebb: You know who I am?
Tatiana Romanova: Colonel Klebb. Head of Operations for..for Smersh. I saw you once in Moscow when I worked for the English Decoding Room.
Rosa Klebb: Did you tell the consulate you were coming here?
Tatiana Romanova: No, the message said…
Rosa Klebb: Yes, I know. I sent it. Your work record is excellent. The state is proud of you.
Tatiana Romanova: Thank you, Comrade Colonel.
Rosa Klebb: Take off your jacket. Turn around. Mm…you’re a fine-looking girl. Sit down. I see you trained for the ballet.
Tatiana Romanova: But I grew an inch over the regulation height and so…
Rosa Klebb: And then you have had three lovers.
Tatiana Romanova: What is the purpose of such an intimate question?
Rosa Klebb: You’re not here to ask questions! You forget to whom you are speaking!
Tatiana Romanova: I was in love.
Rosa Klebb: And if you were not in love?
Tatiana Romanova: I suppose that would depend…on the man.
Rosa Klebb: Sensible answer. This man, for instance.
Tatiana Romanova: I cannot tell. Perhaps if he was kind and kulturny.
Rosa Klebb: Corporal, I have selected you for a most important assignment. Its purpose is to give false information to the enemy. If you complete it successfully, you will be promoted. From now on, you will do anything he says.
Tatiana Romanova: And if I refuse?
Rosa Klebb: Then you will not leave this room alive.
Tatiana Romanova: I will obey your orders.
Rosa Klebb: Good. Now, these are your instructions. You report to me here…
Tatiana Romanova: Yes.
Rosa Klebb: but the consulate security man must not know that I’m in Istanbul. This is classified far above his level.
Tatiana Romanova: I will say nothing to anyone.
Rosa Klebb: If you do, you will be shot! Come, come, my dear. You’re very fortunate to have been chosen for such a simple, delightful duty. A real labour of love, as we say.
< playing on the radio > From Russia, with love…
Boatsman: Great sport, this!
Woman: What did you say?
Boatsman: I said it’s great sport, this punting.
James Bond: I couldn’t agree with him more.
Sylvia Trench: I may even give up golf for it.
James Bond: Oh, really? Not quite.
Sylvia Trench: Souvenir from another jealous woman?
James Bond: Yes. But I haven’t turned my back on one since. Excuse me.
Sylvia Trench: What?
James Bond: Give me my shirt, will you?
Sylvia Trench: What’s going on?
James Bond: I have to make a phone call.
Sylvia Trench: But we haven’t eaten yet! I’m starving!
James Bond: Come in, Univex. James Bond here. Over.
Moneypenny: He’s been asking for you all morning. Where in the world are you, James?
James Bond: Well, I’ve just been reviewing an old case.
Sylvia Trench: Oh, so I’m an old case now, am I?
James Bond: Ssh! It’s the office. Tell him I’m on my way, will you?
Sylvia Trench: He is NOT on his way!
James Bond: Sylvia, behave! We’ll do this again some other time soon.
Sylvia Trench: Do what? Last time you said that, you went off to Jamaica. I haven’t seen you for six months!
James Bond: I’ll be there in an hour.
Moneypenny: I’ll tell him. Hey, your old case sounds interesting, James.
James Bond: Uh, make that an hour and a half. Now, about that lunch…
James Bond: For my next miracle, I…
Moneypenny: It’ll be a miracle if he can explain where he’s been all day.
James Bond: But I’ve never even heard of a Tatiana Romanova.
M: Ridiculous, isn’t it?
James Bond: It’s absolutely crazy.
M: Of course, girls do fall in love with pictures of film stars.
James Bond: But not a Russian cipher clerk with a file photo of a British agent! Unless she’s, uh, mental. No, it’s some sort of trap.
M: Well, obviously. And the bait is a cipher machine. A brand new Lektor.
James Bond: A Lektor, no less. Well, the CIA’s been after one of those for years.
M: Yes, so have we. When she contacted Kerim Bey, head of Station T, Turkey, and told him she wanted to defect, she said she’d turn it over to us. On one condition: that you went out to Istanbul and brought her and the machine back to England. Here’s a snapshot Kerim managed to get of her.
James Bond: Well, I don’t know too much about cryptography, sir, but, a Lektor could decode their top secret signals. The whole thing’s so fantastic it just could be… true.
M: Mmm…That had occurred to me. Besides, the Russians haven’t been up to any tricks recently.
James Bond: Well, really, I’m not too busy at the moment, sir.
M: You’re booked on the 8:30 plane in the morning. If there’s any chance of getting a Lektor, we simply must look into it.
James Bond: Suppose when she meets me in the flesh I don’t come up to expectations?
M: Just see that you do. Miss Moneypenny, ask the equipment officer to come in, please. Q Branch has put together a smart-looking piece of luggage for us. We’re issuing this to all double-0 personnel.
Major Boothroyd: An ordinary black leather case with 20 rounds of ammunition, here and here. If you take the top off, you’ll find the ammunition inside. In the side here, flat throwing knife. Press that button there, and out she comes. Inside the case, you’ll find an AR7 folding sniper’s rifle. .25 calibre, with an infrared telescopic sight. If you pull out these straps, inside are 50 gold sovereigns. 25 in either side. Now, watch very carefully. An ordinary tin of talcum powder. Inside, a tear-gas cartridge. That goes in the case against the side here, like that. It’s magnetised, so it won’t fall. Shut the case. Now normally, to open a case like that, you move the catches to the side. If you do, the cartridge will explode in your face. Now, to stop the cartridge exploding, turn the catches horizontally. Like that. Then…open normally. Now you try it.
James Bond: Hmmm.turn the catches… like that.
Major Boothroyd: That’s right.
James Bond: And open ordinarily.
Major Boothroyd: You got it?
James Bond: Yes, I think so.
Major Boothroyd: Is that all, sir?
M: Yes, thanks very much.
Major Boothroyd: Thank you.
James Bond: That’s a nasty little Christmas present. But I shouldn’t think I’ll need it on this assignment, sir.
M: All the same, take it with you. Good luck, 007.
James Bond: Thank you, sir.
James Bond: “Once more unto the breach, dear friends?”
Moneypenny: And one plane ticket. Lucky man. I’ve never been to Istanbul.
James Bond: You’ve never been to Istanbul?
Moneypenny: No.
James Bond: Where the moonlight on the Bosphorus is irresistible?
Moneypenny: Maybe I should get you to take me there someday. I’ve tried everything else.
James Bond: Darling, Moneypenny, you know I never even look at another woman.
Moneypenny: Oh, really, James?
James Bond: Mhmm…let me tell you the secret of the world.
M: Miss Moneypenny, ask 007 to leave the photograph. I’m sure he’ll recognise the lady when he sees her.
Moneypenny: Good luck!
James Bond: Ciao!
Moneypenny: Ciao!
Air Traffic Controller: Hello, London. Your flight PA1 just landed Istanbul.
Chauffer: Mr. Bond? Kerim Bey sent a car for you, sir.
James Bond: Oh, fine. Can I borrow a match?
Chauffer: I use a lighter.
James Bond: That’s better still.
Chauffer: Until they go wrong.
James Bond: Exactly.
Chauffer: I’ll get the car, sir.
Chauffer: Kerim Bey suggested you see him before going to the hotel, sir. Would that be convenient?
James Bond: Fine.
James Bond: I suppose it’s customary to have people tailing you in these parts.
Chauffer: Oh, yes, sir. Today it’s Citroen H 31 854 on duty. They’re Bulgarians working for the Russians. They follow us, we follow them. It’s a sort of understanding we have.
James Bond: That’s very friendly.
Kerim Bey: Ah, my friend! Come in, come in! Glad to see you! Welcome to Istanbul!
James Bond: Well, thank you for sending the car. But it does rather tie you in with me.
Kerim Bey: You’re in the Balkans now, Mr. Bond. The game with the Russians is played differently here. For day-to-day routine matters, we don’t make it too difficult to keep a tab on each other.
James Bond: So I gathered from your chauffeur. He’s a rather intelligent young man, by the way.
Kerim Bey: He should be. He’s my son. Coffee?
James Bond: Medium sweet.
Kerim Bey: Two, medium sweet. He also is my son. All of my key employees are my sons. Blood is the best security in this business.
James Bond: You must have quite an establishment.
Kerim Bey: Biggest family payroll in Turkey. Not bad for a man who started life breaking chains and bending bars with his teeth in a circus. But let’s talk about this business of yours.
James Bond: Well, M thinks I’m wasting my time here.
Kerim Bey: And so do I. This is an old friend of mine. And it tells me something smells.
James Bond: Maybe. But if there’s a chance of getting a Lektor…Now you tell me, where can I contact this girl?
Kerim Bey: She said she would make her own arrangements. You’ll just have to wait.
Kerim Bey: Ah. Thank you. My friend, if you really want my advice, you should spend a few pleasant days with us here in Istanbul, and then…then go home.
James Bond: James Bond. You have a reservation for me.
Front Desk Clerk Man: Ah, Mr. Bond, your room is ready. Number 32.
Front Desk Clerk Woman: 32 for Mr. Bond.
Front Desk Clerk Man: Hope you enjoy your stay.
James Bond: Thank you.
Bellboy: Will there be anything else, sir?
James Bond: No, only this. Thank you.
Bellboy: Thank you, sir.
James Bond: Mr. Bond here.
Concierge Woman: Yes?
James Bond: I’m afraid the room won’t do.
Concierge Woman: I’m sorry!
James Bond: The bed’s too small.
Concierge Woman: One moment, sir. Did you hear that?
Concierge Man: Tell him that’s all there is – unless he would like the bridal suite.
Concierge Woman: I’m sorry, sir. That’s all we have available – except the bridal suite.
James Bond: Well, let’s have a look at it. I may like it.
Concierge Woman: The porter will show it to you. He will be up immediately.
Concierge Man: Good.
Rosa Klebb: Good work. Who can the Russians suspect but the British? The Cold War in Istanbul will not remain cold very much longer.
Kerim Bey’s Girl: Ali Kerim Bey? Ali Kerim Bey.
Kerim Bey: Mmm?
Kerim Bey’s Girl: Ali Kerim Bey. You are not glad to see me this morning, cheri?
Kerim Bey: Overjoyed.
Kerim Bey’s Girl: I…I no longer please you?
Kerim Bey: Be still. Back to the salt mines.
Kerim Bey: Careful with those papers.
James Bond: Well! Who won?
Kerim Bey: I had visitors. Limpet mine on the wall outside. Timed to catch me at my desk. But, by good fortune, I was relaxing on the settee for a few moments. The girl left in hysterics.
James Bond: Found your technique too violent?
Kerim Bey: I cannot understand this sudden breach of the truce. It’s unlike our Russian friends to break the peace this way.
James Bond: Most inconsiderate. I think my visit might have something to do with it.
Kerim Bey: Let’s try and find out.
Kerim Bey: Close up afterwards.
James Bond: Quite a place you’ve got here.
Kerim Bey: The Emperor Constantine built it as a reservoir…1,600 years ago.
James Bond: Really?
Kerim Bey: Here.
Kerim Bey: My daily exercise. At eleven in the morning and three in the afternoon. Tie her up, will you? Mind your head now.
Kerim Bey: Underneath the Russian Consulate. A present from your navy. Our friends were turned out while the Public Works Ministry conducted a survey. The story was that the heavy traffic was shaking the foundations. By the time the place was declared safe, I had this installed.
James Bond: I can see everything M said about you is right.
Kerim Bey: Know why I stay in this mad business?
James Bond: Although it could be that you find selling rugs a bore.
Kerim Bey: My friend, you should be a mind-reader. Head of the table is General Vassili. Director of Military Intelligence. On his left, Koslovski. Chief of Security. Opposite him, Benz. One of his agents. I can’t see the face of the other man. The one the general is shouting at.
James Bond: Well he’s giving him a hell of a blowing up for something.
Kerim Bey: It’s too bad we can’t hear as well as see.
James Bond: Tell me, does our girl Romanova ever come to this room?
Kerim Bey: Sometimes, with messages.
James Bond: I can see the face of the other man now.
Kerim Bey: Krilencu! So he’s back. Another Bulgarian they use as a killer. Just the man for the limpet mine job. I’ve had trouble with him before. But he’s stayed out of Istanbul for over a year now. Take a look. You should remember him. This man kills for pleasure.
James Bond: Nice face. Just a moment. A girl’s just come in.
Kerim Bey: Probably Romanova. She’s the only one who’s allowed to. How does she look to you?
James Bond: Well from this angle, things are shaping up nicely. I’d like to see her in the flesh. Yes. Could you get me a plan of that place?
Kerim Bey: I wish I could.
James Bond: Well there must be the original architect’s drawing must be registered somewhere.
Kerim Bey: I’ll get onto that. Now, I need a little time to deal with this stinking Krilencu. It will be better if you didn’t stay at the hotel tonight. Come!
James Bond: I see now why you keep the Rolls.
Kerim Bey: One of my sons is driving it. With two dummies in the back. In the opposite direction. They’ll follow it for hours. You’ll like my Gypsy friends. I use them like the Russians use the Bulgars. I’m afraid it’s created a blood feud between them.
Man: Kerim Bey!
Man: Hello, Krilencu?
Kerim Bey: It seems we’ve come on the wrong night. Two girls in love with the same man have threated to kill each other. It must be settled the Gypsy way. As I’m an old friend of the family, I think we’ll be allowed to stay.
Kerim Bey: We are bidden to table. I hope you can eat with your fingers.
Man: Kerim Bey!
Kerim Bey: Ah raki! Filthy stuff!
Man: Quick!
James Bond: Tell our host his hospitality overwhelms me.
Host: Thank you, thank you!
Kerim Bey: No matter what happens now, say and do nothing. He’s asking whether they will cease their blood feud and give up this fight. The elders of the tribe will then decide who in the end will marry the chief’s son.
Kerim Bey: She’s saying that, uh…
James Bond: Yes, I think I got it without the subtitles!
Vavra: Thank you!
Kerim Bey: Did you get Krilencu?
James Bond: No. Just a minute, here. Thank you.
Kerim Bey: You fought well. I am nothing but a clumsy old man. They’re making one of the wounded Bulgars talk.
Kerim Bey: It was me they were after. Why would they want me out of the way? Tomorrow we will have to find Krilencu’s hide-out.
James Bond: Meantime, I’ll take care of this filthy stuff.
Kerim Bey: Vavra thanks you for saving his life. You are now his son.
James Bond: Thank you. I’d like to ask him a favour. Could he stop the girl fight?
Kerim Bey: He says your heart is too soft to be a real Gypsy. But he lets you decide the matter.
James Bond: As if I didn’t have enough problems.
Kerim Bey: Vavra said for you to decide. So decide! They’re both yours!
James Bond: This might take some time.
James Bond: Did you pick up that package at the hotel?
Kerim Bey: It’s on the seat.
James Bond: Thank you.
Kerim Bey: Twice that Krilencu has tried to kill me. The third time he will succeed. Unless I get him first. And that I’ll do tonight.
James Bond: Not with that arm you won’t. You’d better leave it to me.
Kerim Bey: I’m already too much in your debt.
James Bond: How can a friend be in debt? Here.
Kerim Bey: Infrared lens. My sons. They will ring his doorbell. He has a private escape hatch. Try this for size. Do you notice anything?
James Bond: Not yet.
Kerim Bey: She has a lovely mouth, that Anita.
James Bond: Yes. I see what you mean.
Kerim Bey: Arm or no arm, I have to pull that trigger.
James Bond: If you think you can. You’ve got one shot, remember.
Kerim Bey: It’ll have to do.
James Bond: Quick, he’s coming. Quick!
Kerim Bey: That pays many debts.
James Bond: She should have kept her mouth shut.
James Bond: Hello? Breakfast for one at nine, please. Green figs, yogurt, coffee, very black. Thank you.
Tatiana Romanova: You look surprised. I thought you were expecting me.
James Bond: So you’re Tatiana Romanova?
Tatiana Romanova: My friends call me Tania.
James Bond: Mine call me James Bond. Well, now that we’ve been properly introduced…
Tatiana Romanova: Careful! Guns upset me.
James Bond: I’m sorry. I’m a bit upset myself.
Tatiana Romanova: You look just like your… your photograph.
James Bond: You’re one of the most beautiful girls I’ve ever seen.
Tatiana Romanova: Thank you, but I think my mouth is too big.
James Bond: No, it’s the right size. For me, that is. Yes. Is it here?
Tatiana Romanova: What?
James Bond: The decoding machine, Lektor.
Tatiana Romanova: Must we talk about it now?
James Bond: Or is it at the Russian Consulate?
Tatiana Romanova: Yes.
James Bond: Yes. I would need a plan of the place. If you could get one, we could meet at the Saint Sophia mosque. Like we were tourists.
Tatiana Romanova: Why don’t you ask me that later?
James Bond: Now what are you looking for?
Tatiana Romanova: The scar. You see, I know all about you from your file.
James Bond: You do? Well, I hope you’re not, uh, disappointed.
Tatiana Romanova: I will tell you in the morning.
Tour Guide: We are now approaching the most interesting corner of Saint Sophia – including these two great red porphyry columns, stolen and brought from Egypt. In front of them, alabaster urn was brought from Bergama, a famous historical city near Smyrna. Dates back from the Alexander the Great period. About 1648, Sultan Murad IV brought it from Bergama. It was used as an ablution fountain. It contains a thousand liters of water. Right after the ablution fountain, we are going to a highly interesting column over there, known for centuries as the Saint Sophia wishing column. Tens of thousands of people have wished here putting their right hand and middle finger in the hole…
Kerim Bey: I promise you, it wasn’t one of my men who killed him. Well, he didn’t die of old age.
James Bond: Well, he didn’t die of old age.All I know is that it saved me the job. Once he’d seen the girl, she was obviously compromised, and so…
Kerim Bey: And he wasn’t killed because of that.
James Bond: Let’s just say that Istanbul’s a rough town. Let’s see how Tania’s map of the Russian consulate compares with your architect’s plans. This is the conference room of the Russian Consulate. Yes, that checks. And this here is the communication room. That’s the same. Now she says she works there with the Lektor between two and three.
Kerim Bey: How is she gonna get the machine over to us?
James Bond: Well she’s leaving that to me. She’ll do anything I say.
Kerim Bey: Anything? My dear James…You’re not using this. It all sounds too easy to me. We don’t even know if she’s telling the truth.
James Bond: Well, I intend to find out.
Kerim Bey: Where? In the hotel?
James Bond: No, she won’t go there again. Says it’s too dangerous.
Kerim Bey: The old game. Give a wolf a taste, then keep him hungry. My friend, she’s got you dangling.
James Bond: That doesn’t matter. All I want is that Lektor.
Kerim Bey: All? Are you sure that’s all you want?
James Bond: Well…
James Bond: Lovely view.
Tatiana Romanova: James, we must leave here now. If that agent reports my meeting you…
James Bond: Don’t worry. He won’t.
Tatiana Romanova: But you don’t understand the danger! James, look up!
James Bond: Smile. Another one. Further back. About the machine…
Tatiana Romanova: That’s all you are interested in. Not me.
James Bond: Business first.
Tatiana Romanova: I know, once you have got what you want…
James Bond: I haven’t got it yet. But if you tell me about the machine, well afterwards we won’t always be working on the company’s time.
Tatiana Romanova: All right. What do you want to know?
James Bond: Talk into this. Answer my questions quietly, but clearly. How large is the machine?
Tatiana Romanova: Like… like a typewriter.
James Bond: Weight?
Tatiana Romanova: About ten kilos. In a brown case. Brown like your eyes.
James Bond: Keep it technical. Self-calibrating or manual?
Tatiana Romanova: Both, with an in-built compensator. James, couldn’t we…
James Bond: Not now. Talk into the camera. How many keys?
Tatiana Romanova: Symbol or code keys?
James Bond: Both.
Tatiana Romanova: There are 24 symbols, 16 code keys. It is inserted in a slot and the message comes out in a paper roll from another slot on the other side. The mechanism is…Oh, James, James? Will you make love to me all the time in England?
James Bond: Day and night. Go on about the mechanism.
Tatiana Romanova: Oh, yes, the mechanism. Once, when it was being repaired, I saw the insides. There were many perforated discs, made, l think, of copper – with a small light…Dushka, tell me the truth. Am l as exciting as all those Western girls?
James Bond: Oh once, when l was with M in Tokyo, we had an interesting experience.
M: Thank you, Miss Moneypenny. That’s all, that’s all!
James Bond: Later, later. Those copper discs and the light…
Tatiana Romanova: Oh, the light, the light. James, come closer. I want to whisper something.
James Bond: Go on with what you’re telling me.
Tatiana Romanova: Miss Moneypenny, as you’re no doubt listening perhaps you’d take this cable? Text reads, “Merchandise appears genuine..”
M:
James Bond: “…stop go ahead with deal. Signed, M.” Now all I have to do is to tell the girl the date.
Kerim Bey: The 13th?
James Bond: The 14th.
James Bond: Visas?
Worker: Visas? Come.
James Bond: Thank you.
James Bond: Visa, please. Your clock, is it correct?
Worker: Always.
James Bond: Of course.
Worker: Gregori!
James Bond: Excuse me! You did say your clock was correct?
Worker: Russian clocks are always…
James Bond: Is this the Lektor?
Tatiana Romanova: Yes.
James Bond: Here, take this. It’s only tear gas.
Tatiana Romanova: I thought it was for tomorrow, but today is the 13th, isn’t it?
James Bond: It’s a hell of a time to be superstitious. Come on.
James Bond: Come on, quickly.
James Bond: Keep your head down.
James Bond: Back inside.
Kerim Bey: This way, quickly!
Kerim Bey: Quickly, quickly!
James Bond: What’s the matter?
Tatiana Romanova: Benz. The Russian security man.
James Bond: Come on, never mind.
Kerim Bey: Hurry! Hurry!
Kerim Bey: Here’s one of them. And there’s the other one.
Kerim Bey: Your passports. The pictures do not do you justice. I have rarely seen a handsomer couple.
James Bond: Mr. and Mrs. David Somerset. Your name’s Caroline.
Tatiana Romanova: Caroline! I like that name.
James Bond: You’re accompanying me on a business trip on the way back to Derbyshire.
Tatiana Romanova: Twelve children?
James Bond: No children.
Tatiana Romanova: Not even one little boy?
James Bond: Nyet.
Kerim Bey: I like big families, myself. In fact my whole life has been a crusade for larger families.
James Bond: So I heard. Tania!
Tatiana Romanova: Yes?
James Bond: Keep the door locked. I’ll knock three times.
Tatiana Romanova: Okay!
Kerim Bey: I’ll go see the conductor now.
James Bond: You’re sure he’ll cooperate?
Kerim Bey: Oh, we’ve done business before. He’ll stop the train near the Bulgarian frontier, where my sons will be waiting with a car. We’ll be there… about six o’clock.
James Bond: And the airstrip?
Kerim Bey: 20 miles. The plane is chartered to Athens. You’ll be in London tomorrow morning.
James Bond: We’ll drink to that in London.
Tatiana Romanova: So, we are really on our way to England….
James Bond: Yes. With a lovely two-day honeymoon before us.
Tatiana Romanova: Honeymoon? And I’ve nothing to wear!
James Bond: Huh? Your trousseau.
Tatiana Romanova: Oh, James!
James Bond: Ah, one moment.
Tatiana Romanova: Oh, oh, no! James! James! Oh, look! Look!
James Bond: There.
Tatiana Romanova: I will wear this one in Piccadilly.
James Bond: You won’t. They’ve just passed some new laws there.
Tatiana Romanova: You’re nearest.
James Bond: Oh, all right.
Kerim Bey: Charming! Charming! Let’s go to the restaurant car, James, for…that drink.
James Bond: Surely.
Kerim Bey: Charming!
James Bond: We’ll continue the fashion show later.
Kerim Bey: Everything’s arranged for me to stop the train. We’ll get off at the restaurant car. It’s at that end.
James Bond: Fine. We’ll meet you there at six o’clock then.
Kerim Bey: Make it just a little later. But there are slight complications. One of the Russian security men – Benz. He watches the airports and the stations. He’s on the train.
James Bond: But he wouldn’t have had time to contact the consulate before he boarded.
Kerim Bey: Well, just in case, I’ll keep him company for the next two hours until it’s time to get off. Perhaps you’d like me to introduce you.
James Bond: Charming.
Kerim Bey: Ticket control.
Kerim Bey: Do not be alarmed, my friend. We will make you as comfortable as possible. Now, I’m sure Commissar Benz will have a much safer journey.
James Bond: I’m not mad about his tailor, are you?
Kerim Bey: Well, James, life in Istanbul will never be the same without you.
James Bond: See you in the restaurant car.
Kerim Bey: I’ve had a particularly fascinating life. Would you like to hear about it? You would?
Tatiana Romanova: You like it?
James Bond: Yes. It does rather suit you.
Tatiana Romanova: I will save everything else for England.
James Bond: It is four o’clock, you know.
Tatiana Romanova: This is not kulturny in the afternoon? Even on a honeymoon? Then I will take it off.
James Bond: I think we’re talking at cross purposes again.
James Bond: Tania…we’d better get dressed now.
Tatiana Romanova: Why?
James Bond: It’s almost six now.
Tatiana Romanova: So?
James Bond: Well, it’s, uh…it’s teatime!
Tatiana Romanova: We’ll have it in here. We’ll have all our meals here.
James Bond: Yes, that would be splendid. But I’ve arranged to meet Kerim in the restaurant car.
Tatiana Romanova: You go alone. I will stay here.
James Bond: My dear, Mrs. Somerset, we’re supposed to be a respectable English couple. They would certainly have tea in the restaurant. Now, listen – just do as I say, will you?
Tatiana Romanova: Yes, James. But there are some English customs that are going to be changed.
James Bond: But of course, darling.
Tatiana Romanova: Do I look right, Mr. Somerset?
James Bond: Yes. Mrs Somerset.
Conductor: Mr. Somerset! Mr. Somerset! You are the friend of Kerim Bey?
James Bond: Yes.
Conductor: There’s been a terrible accident. Please come with me.
Tatiana Romanova: No tea?
James Bond: Later. Keep the door locked.
Conductor: They killed each other.
James Bond: This must be kept quiet until we reach Trieste.
Conductor: It will be difficult.
James Bond: I’m sure. Kerim Bey was a very important man. With many influential friends. I’m sure they also will reward you.
Conductor: I will try.
Tatiana Romanova: What is it?
James Bond: Kerim’s dead.
Tatiana Romanova: Dead?
James Bond: Mhmm..I want the truth!
Tatiana Romanova: James, you are hurting me!
James Bond: I’ll do worse if you don’t tell me! You’re doing this under orders, I know. What are they?
Tatiana Romanova: I don’t know what you mean!
James Bond: Liar!
Tatiana Romanova: Even if you kill me, I can say nothing. I did not know anything like Kerim’s death would happen. But, when we get to England, I tell you.
James Bond: Go on. Tania – maybe they didn’t let you in on all of it, but, whatever you do know, tell me.
Tatiana Romanova: I know I love you, James. I love you.
James Bond: Just tell me.
Tatiana Romanova: I love you. I love you. It’s true!
James Bond: Sure.
Train Conductor: Belgrade! Belgrade! Belgrade! Belgrade!
Mehmet Bey: Excuse me! Can I borrow a match?
James Bond: I use a lighter.
Mehmet Bey: Better still.
James Bond: Until they go wrong.
Mehmet Bey: My brother telephoned. Why did the train not stop?
James Bond: Well, I… I have some bad news. Your father’s dead.
Mehmet Bey: Who did it? Tell me.
James Bond: He took care of that himself. The other man died first. Now, listen. I’ll need help to get across the frontier strip between Yugoslavia and Trieste. I want you to send a message to M in London. Tell him to send someone from Station Y to meet me in Zagreb, alright?
Mehmet Bey: I will.
James Bond: Good. Oh. You’ll uh…I think you’ll want these. Oh. Okay.
Train Conductor: Monsieur Somerset! Le train part! The train is leaving!
Mehmet Bey: Thank you.
James Bond: Ciao.
Red Grant: Nash, Captain Nash.
James Bond: Bond, travelling as Somerset.
Red Grant: My card.
James Bond: What kept you?
Red Grant: Oh, I’m so sorry, I only got M’s wire an hour ago. I busted every record getting here.
James Bond: What were M’s orders?
Red Grant: Only to contact you and the lady on the train.
James Bond: Good. Come this way.
Red Grant: Thank you.
James Bond: This is my wife, Caroline. Captain Nash.
Red Grant: Oh, uh, how do you do? So pleased to meet you.
James Bond: This way, Nash. Sit down, will you?
Red Grant: Thank you.
James Bond: Been long in Yugoslavia?
Red Grant: About three years.
James Bond: Interesting work?
Red Grant: Yes, sometimes. You know how it is, old man.
James Bond: You look very fit, Nash.
Red Grant: Yes. I try to keep in shape. So what’s our problem, sir?
James Bond: I can’t risk taking this through the customs at the Yugoslav-Trieste border.
Red Grant: No stops till then. We’ll have to jump off.
James Bond: Can you get us across?
Red Grant: Any of the opposition around?
James Bond: Not in any condition to worry about.
Red Grant: Good. We’ll make it. I know this territory like the back of my hand. Uh, sir, do you mind if we have a bite to eat first? I’ve been on the go since breakfast.
James Bond: No, of course not. Leave your things there, we’ll go to the restaurant car. Caroline – you go on with Captain Nash to the restaurant car. I’ll join there in a few minutes.
Red Grant: Whatever you say, old man. Excuse me.
Red Grant: Excuse me. Oh, there you are, old man. I was worried something had happened to you.
Waiter: Voila, monsieur.
James Bond: Thank you.
Red Grant: Thank you.
James Bond: I’ll have the grilled sole. And for madam. What about you, Nash?
Red Grant: Yes, that sounds very nice. Make that three of those, will you?
Waiter: Oui, monsieur.
James Bond: I’ll have a bottle of the the blanc de blancs.
Red Grant: Make mine chianti.
Waiter: White chianti, monsieur?
Red Grant: Uh, no, the red kind. Well, enjoy your dinner, old man. I think I’ve got the answer to our problems. Very simple, really.
James Bond: Good.
Red Grant: We should reach the border in about an hour. Oh, I’m terribly sorry, Mrs. Somerset. That was clumsy of me.
James Bond: Waiter!
Waiter: Monsieur.
Red Grant: Waiter!
Waiter: Tout de suite, monsieur! Excuse me. Merci.
Red Grant: You’ll uh…you’ll find Trieste quite interesting. Of course, it’s not London. Cheer-o.
James Bond: Cheer-o.
Tatiana Romanova: I don’t feel very well. My head…
Red Grant: The lady’s come over faint.
James Bond: Bring her in here.
Red Grant: May I?
Tatiana Romanova: Oh, what is wrong with me?
James Bond: Let’s go next door.
Red Grant: Exhaustion, I’d say.
James Bond: What was it, the stuff you put in her drink?
Red Grant: Chloral hydrate. Quick, but mild.
James Bond: And?
Red Grant: Take it easy, 007. My escape route’s only for one. What are you after? The girl or the Lektor?
James Bond: All right. What is your plan?
Red Grant: Explain it better on a map. All right?
James Bond: Sure.
Red Grant: Now, we’re here, you see? When we reach there, there’s a steep gradient, the train slows down there. We’ll block the line, make for that main road, pick up a car…there. A truck, in fact.
James Bond: That must be about 20 miles from here…
Red Grant: Keep still. All right, now get up on your knees. Put your hands in your pockets. Keep them there.
James Bond: Red wine with fish. Now, that should have told me something.
Red Grant: You may know the right wines but you’re the one on your knees. How does it feel, old man?
James Bond: Old man? Is that what you chaps in SMERSH call each other?
Red Grant: SMERSH?
James Bond: Of course. SPECTRE. Then it wasn’t the Russian show at all. You’ve been playing us off against each other, haven’t you? Then it was SPECTRE who killed the Russian agent in the mosque. You?
Red Grant: Mhmm.
James Bond: Kerim and the other man?
Red Grant: Mhmm.
James Bond: And Nash?
Red Grant: Oh, I don’t mind talking. I get a kick out of watching the great James Bond find out what a bloody fool he’s been making of himself. We’re pros, Mr. Bond. We sweated your recognition code out of one of your men in Tokyo before he died. I’ve been keeping tabs on you. I’ve been your guardian angel. Saved your life at the Gypsy camp.
James Bond: Oh, yes. I’m much obliged.
Red Grant: We were keeping you alive until you could get us the Lektor.
James Bond: So you had me deliver it on a plate. That’s brilliant. Go on. I’m fascinated.
Red Grant: Now that we’ve got it, you and the girl are expendable. Between here and Trieste.
James Bond: Girl? Isn’t she working for SPECTRE, too?
Red Grant: No. She thinks she’s doing it all for Mother Russia. She takes her orders from Colonel Klebb.
James Bond: Well, Rosa Klebb’s Russian. Head of operations for SMERSH.
Red Grant: Was. Klebb works for SPECTRE now. The girl doesn’t know that.
James Bond: Well, then why kill her?
Red Grant: Orders. That’s only half of it, old man. Here’s a roll of film. She’ll have this in her handbag. And on you… they’ll find this letter. It’s from her, threatening to give the film to the press unless you marry her for helping you get the Lektor.
James Bond: What film?
Red Grant: Taken in the bridal suite at your hotel. Something else the girl didn’t know about. Or you.
James Bond: It must be a pretty sick collection of minds to dream up a plan like that.
Red Grant: Do you see the headlines? “British agent murders beautiful Russian spy, then commits suicide.”
James Bond: Tell me, which lunatic asylum did they get you out of?
Red Grant: Don’t make it tougher on yourself! My orders are to kill you and deliver the Lektor. How I do it’s my business. It’ll be slow and painful.
James Bond: How much are they paying you?
Red Grant: What’s it to you?
James Bond: We’ll double it.
Red Grant: Your word of honour? As an English gentleman? The first one won’t kill you. Not the second. Not even the third. Not till you crawl over here and you kiss my foot.
James Bond: How about a cigarette?
Red Grant: Not a chance.
James Bond: I’ll pay for it.
Red Grant: What with?
James Bond: 50 gold sovereigns.
Red Grant: Where are they?
James Bond: Up there, in my case.
Red Grant: You show me.
James Bond: Here you are. What about that cigarette?
Red Grant: Throw ’em down there. Any more in the other case?
James Bond: I should imagine so. It’s standard kit. I’ll have a look.
Red Grant: Put your hands back in your pockets! Keep them there.
James Bond: You won’t be needing this. Old man.
James Bond: Tania! Wake up! Wake up, or I’ll leave you behind. Oh, Tania, wake up or I’ll leave you behind, do you hear me?
Tatiana Romanova: Don’t leave me. Never leave me.
James Bond: Tania! This is Nash’s escape route. You understand? We’ve got to get off here. Take this. Come on.
James Bond: We must get to the other side of the train. Under here.
Man: Grant! Where are you? Grant!
James Bond: Excuse me!
James Bond: Now don’t run away. Come on! Come on, or I’ll leave you here!
Tatiana Romanova: Stay here with me.
James Bond: Sleep it off in there. You’ll feel better in the morning.
James Bond: Come on, wake up.
Helicopter Pilot: Try and straddle the truck.
James Bond: I’ll get them away from here. You hide under the truck.
Helicopter Pilot: Quick!
Tatiana Romanova: Oh, James!
James Bond: I’d say one of their aircraft is missing.
James Bond: Tania! Here, take this, and cast the rope off.
Tatiana Romanova: All right.
James Bond: Where’s the key? Where’s the key?
Man: In my coat. In the pocket.
James Bond: All right, get out. Move. In the boat.
James Bond: Do you swim? Here, take the wheel. This way, please. Mind the step. Just isn’t your day, is it?
Tatiana Romanova: Where are we going?
James Bond: Venice. Go look in that that locker, will you?
Tatiana Romanova: Charts, pistol, some flares.
James Bond: Give me those charts. Yes, we’re here. Near Istria. Well, we’ve got plenty of fuel. With a bit of luck we should be there by tomorrow morning.
Ernst Stravro Blofeld: Three man were found dead on the train at Trieste. One of them was Grant. What have you to say, Number Five?
Kronsteen: He was Klebb’s choice. Her people failed.
Rosa Klebb: It was your plan! They followed it implicitly!
Kronsteen: Impossible. It was perfect.
Rosa Klebb: Except for one thing. They were dealing with Bond.
Kronsteen: Who is Bond compared with Kronsteen?
Ernst Stravro Blofeld: Exactly. What have you to say to that, Number Three? Bond is still alive and the Lektor is not yet in our possession. I have already negotiated with the Russians to return it to them. We’ve agreed a price. And SPECTRE always delivers what it promises. Our whole organisation depends on our keeping those promises. I warned you. We do not tolerate failure, Number Three. You know the penalty.
Rosa Klebb: Yes, Number One.
Ernst Stravro Blofeld: Our rules are very simple. If you fail…12 seconds. One day we must invent a faster-working venom. Number Three!
Rosa Klebb: Yes!
Ernst Stravro Blofeld: I do not wish to have to tell the Russians that there will be another delay.
Rosa Klebb: There will be no delay, Number One. There’s still time.
Tatiana Romanova: Which way are we going?
James Bond: The shortest route, which is between those two mountains and straight along the coast.
Boat Captain: Ahoy, Mr. Bond! Ahoy, Mr. Bond! Heave to, heave to!
Boat Captain: You’re trapped, Mr. Bond. You’re trapped! You cannot escape! You cannot escape! Rifle grenade, prepare to fire. We’re coming through! Pull over, SPECTRE Green. Get out of the way! Give them a warning shot. Rifle grenade, fire! Forward machine gun, fire! You’re firing too close! SPECTRE Red, SPECTRE Green – you’re firing too close! You’re trying to stop them, not to sink them!
James Bond: Here, take the wheel!
Boat Captain: Slow down! Slow down all boats! Green, go alongside while we keep you covered. Hands up, Mr. Bond!
Tatiana Romanova: Why are you giving up? Without those drums, the boat must be lighter. We can go faster.
James Bond: Hand me that very pistol.
Boat Captain: Keep your hands up, Mr. Bond! We’re sending a boat along to take you off!
James Bond: There’s a saying in England. Where there’s smoke, there’s fire.
Boat Captain: Green, change your course! Go astern! Change course! All boats, throw out your ammunition! Get rid of it! Quick! Get rid of it! Jump! Jump! Quick as you can, jump!
James Bond: Don’t go away.
James Bond: Yes? Oh, thanks – tell him to wait, will you? And uh, send up a porter for the luggage, thank you. Avanti!
Rose Klebb: Permesso, signore.
James Bond: Sì, prego. And also uh, get me the British Consul. Thank you.
James Bond: Yes? Oh, Mr. Maxwell, please. James Bond.
Tatiana Romanova: James, we will miss the plane. And we will…
James Bond: Hello, Paul. Bond here. Just to tell you we’re off in a few minutes and I wanted to thank you for everything. And signal the office we’re on our way back, will you? What was that? Here, leave that! I’ll take it. Oh no, should be routine from here on in. Not so many times…
Paul: Hello? What was that you were saying? Hello, hello?
James Bond: Klebb.
Paul: James, are you still there? Hello!
Rose Klebb: Romanova…the door! Romanova! Take this.
Tatiana Romanova: Horrible woman.
James Bond: Yes. She’s had her kicks.
Matt Monro: From Russia, with love. I fly to you…
Tatiana Romanova: Here you are. In case you ever need it again.
James Bond: Oh, yes. All government property has to be accounted for. But as I said before, we won’t always be working on the company’s time, will we?
Tatiana Romanova: No.
Matt Monro: I’ve travelled the world…
Tatiana Romanova: James, behave yourself. We are being filmed.
James Bond: Oh, not again.
Matt Monro: To learn I must return from Russia with love…
James Bond: He was right, you know.
Tatiana Romanova: What is it?
James Bond: I’ll show you.
Matt Monro: Faces, and smiled for a moment, But oh, you haunted me so. Still my tongue tied, young pride would not let my love for you show in case you’d say no. To Russia I flew, but there and then I suddenly knew you’d care again. My running around is through, I fly to you from Russia with love.