James Bond 007 Quantum Of Solace (2008) Movie Script
It's time to get out.
Don't bleed to death.
Hello, Mitchell.
Bond.
The Americans are going to be
none too pleased about this.
I promised them Le Chiffre
and they got Le Chiffre.
They got his body.
If they'd wanted his soul they
should have made a deal with a priest.
Has he said anything?
No.
Going to check the perimeter Ma'am.
You look like hell.
When was the last time you slept?
Vesper's boyfriend, Yusef Kabira,
the one who was abducted in Morocco,
the one she was trying to save.
His body was washed
up on a beach in Ibiza.
We're meant to believe the fish did that to
his face. His wallet and ID were in his pocket.
Well that's convenient.
Quite.
Which is why I did a DNA check on a lock
of his hair found in Vesper's apartment.
It's not him.
A lock of his hair? I wouldn't have
thought Vesper the sentimental type.
Well we never really know anyone, do we?
But I do need to know Bond.
I need to know that I can trust you.
And you don't?
Well, it'd be a pretty cold bastard who didn't
want revenge for the death of someone he loved.
You don't have to worry about me.
I'm not going to go chasing
him. He's not important.
And neither was she.
It's clear Ma'am.
Thanks Mitchell.
Shall we?
You going to tell us who you work for?
I was always very
interested to meet you.
I'd heard so much about you from Vesper.
The real shame is, if she hadn't
killed herself, we would've had you too.
I think you would've
done anything for her.
Well you know you're not in Britain,
and God knows where you'll be tomorrow.
Which should tell you that eventually you
will tell us about the people you work with.
And the longer it takes, the
more painful we'll make it.
You really don't know anything about us.
It's so amusing because, we on
the other side, are thinking, oh...
the MI6, the CIA, they're
looking over our shoulders,
they're listening to our conversations, and
the truth is you don't even know we exist.
Oh we do now Mr. White,
and we're quick learners.
Well then, the first thing you should know
about us is that we have people everywhere.
Am I right?
Anything?
Craig Mitchell worked
for me for 8 years.
He passed a full security check
and lie detector test every year,
and didn't leave so much as a
scrap of paper to explain any of it.
I found this,
and three other bloody Christmas
presents I bought him, about the house.
I don't think he smoked.
And you had to kill him! You
couldn't bring him in for questioning,
so that we might
actually learn something.
When someone says "We've got people
everywhere", you expect it to be hyperbole.
Lots of people say that,
florists use that expression.
Doesn't mean they've got someone
working for them inside the bloody room.
What the hell is this organization Bond?
How can they be everywhere
and we know nothing about them?
I assume we found no trace of White.
No.
The agent guarding the door in the garage
was dead before you passed him on the stairs.
I passed him on the stairs? Christ!
Mitchell must have killed him when
he went out to check the perimeter.
You're lucky to be here.
You think White is still alive?
Yes I do.
What is it?
Craig Mitchell, 45 years
old, no living family,
Tell me that you know more than that.
Our money men went through every
bill in Mitchell's wallet and house.
How much did he have?
Less than 100 pounds.
And about the same in euros and dollars.
Excuse me, excuse me ma'am.
We've done a complete forensic analysis
of every note and its traceable history.
Not in the mood.
After you.
This particular note from Mitchell's
wallet might be of interest.
We introduced tagged bills into Le
Chiffre's money laundering operation,
by intercepting illegal payoffs.
We traced money through several of
his bank accounts around the world.
That's pretty thin.
At the rate money changes hands, you could
probably find a tenner in my robe with a tag.
That's true ma'am, a single bill could be
a coincidence, but what about a whole stack?
These bills from the
same series as Mitchell's
were just scanned at a bank
in Port au Prince, Haiti.
Deposited in the account of a Mr. Slate.
Impress me.
We have a Mr. Edmund Slate, returning to
Port au Prince from Heathrow this morning.
His entry documents have him
staying at Hotel Dessalines.
He's in room 325.
Thank you.
Your welcome.
Do you have any messages for 325?
No sir, the only message was about the
briefcase that was delivered earlier.
Did you want us to continue holding it?
- No, I'll take that now.
Yes, sir.
Thank you.
- You're welcome.
Get in!
What?
- Get in!
Fine.
You're late.
I got pulled into a meeting.
Who with?
A friend of Mr. Whites.
Don't think I know him.
It's funny,
you don't look at all like I expected.
Really?
What were you expecting?
I didn't think geologists looked so...
So?
Friend of yours?
I don't have any friends.
We didn't settle on a price.
Make me an offer.
Or we could work it
out later, over drinks.
Dominic didn't give you any trouble did he?
- No
What the hell is this?
I think someone wants to kill you.
That wasn't very nice.
You were supposed to shoot her.
Well I missed.
Get Bond.
Where is he now?
Approaching the docks, Kings Quay.
Tanner?
- I've got Bond.
Ask him about Slate.
She wants to know about Slate.
Tell her Slate was a dead end.
Slate was a dead end.
Dammit, he killed him.
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah!
Touch me and I'll break your wrist.
Camille.
How nice to see you.
Alive, you mean?
I knew we shouldn't have slept together.
I think I'm starting to like you.
So you did just try and have me killed?
And that made me very sad, thinking
I would never see you again.
But, here you are.
- Dammit Dominic!
I was trying to help you!
I was trying to uncover a leak.
And you, you send someone to kill me?
Please don't talk to me like I'm stupid!
It's unattractive.
Come, I want to show you something.
Come.
There is nothing that makes me more uncomfortable
than friends, talking behind my back.
It feels like...
...ants under my skin.
It's been that way forever...
I remember when I was 15,
I had a crush on one of
my mother's piano students.
Somehow,
I overheard her saying
very nasty things about me.
I got so angry,
I took a knife...
Is that him?
I
- We only spoke on the phone.
It's such a shame because
he's one of my best geologists.
He said you asked to buy information.
No, he called me and offered
to sell me information.
Why would I come back
here if I was lying?
Because you love me.
I was doing it for you,
to stop him from betraying you.
You know what burns more
than all your bullshit?
Is that I always got the feeling
that you were only sleeping with me
to get to General Medrano.
Is that him?
You know how these
deposed dictators are,
jealous of their safety.
Stick around,
I'll introduce you.
You see the girl that
just walked in here?
Would you give her that,
tell her to call me.
You have reached Universal Exports,
Our offices are currently closed.
And you can do all this for me?
Well look at what we
did to this country.
The Haitians elect a
priest who decides to
raise the minimum wage from 38 cents to 1 dollar a day.
- Woah.
It's not a lot, but it's enough
to upset the corporations,
who were here making
T-shirts and running shoes.
So they called us and,
we facilitated a change.
The difference is my country is not some
fly speck in the middle of the caribbean.
But, we have already begun
destabilizing the government.
We'll supply the private security.
We'll pay off the right officials.
And we have 26 countries ready
to officially recognize your
new, Bolivian government.
You want your country back.
My organization can give it
to you within... the week.
You have been busy.
And in return, you want what?
A desert.
This part.
This land is worthless.
Oh, so you're getting a great deal?
You won't find oil there.
Everyone has tried.
Maybe,
Maybe not.
But we own whatever we find.
Did you know Anisto Montes?
A very powerful man in his day.
He had a beautiful Russian wife.
A dancer.
Oh, his daughter works for me...
or... did.
She's lovely.
But I don't see the resemblance.
Why don't you consider her
something to sweeten the deal?
Just promise me to drop her
over the side when you're done.
Camille, General Medrano.
Be careful what you wish for, my dear.
Have fun you two.
What the hell are you doing?!
You're welcome!
You idiot! take me back!
You know, maybe I'll do that later.
You're not one of Greene's?
Dominic Greene?
Get down!
Give me the wheel!
- Navigate!
Left!
What are you doing?!
- Hold on!
Get down!
Excuse me.
Thank you.
She's seasick.
It's Bond.
Connect Bond.
Yes?
Name check: Dominic
Greene. G-r-e-e-n-e.
Might need a little more than that,
there are a lot of Dominic Greenes.
Do you have a social
security or passport number?
No.
Anything?
Do you have anything?
Will you put her on please!
I am on, Bond.
What happened to Slate?
I'm not dwelling on the past.
I don't think you should either.
You killed him.
Largest hit: Dominic
Greene, CEO of Greene Planet.
It's a utility company,
but, Greene's been doing
a lot of philanthropic work
buying up large tracts of
land for ecological preserves.
You should be getting
his picture now.
Yep, that's him.
I'm afraid there's a firewall
around his other corporate holdings,
so we have no other information.
Get me the Americans.
Connect.
Go ahead.
Interest in Dominic
Greene, Greene Planet.
Transferring you now.
Hold for Gregory Beam please.
Thank You. Uh, hi, this
is Gregory Beam, Ma'am.
Hello, Mr. Beam.
Uh, I'm so sorry to keep you waiting.
We have no interest in Mr. Greene.
Thank you, Mr. Beam.
- Connection terminated.
He's a person of extreme interest.
But he just said that he wasn't...
- Tanner,
I asked about the man and she transferred
me to the section chief of South America.
How would she know to do that
if they weren't tracking him?
Bond, we have your location
as approaching an airfield...
is Greene on the move?
Yeah, I've got a tail number: Golf,
Zero, Charlie, Sierra, Charlie.
Can you give me a destination?
It's a private charter going to
Bregenz, Austria. Leaving immediately.
Tanner, authorize a charter for 007.
And Bond, if you could avoid killing every
possible lead, it would be deeply appreciated.
Yes ma'am.
I'll do my best.
- Connection terminated.
I've heard that before.
Hello.
- Hi.
Ah, welcome aboard!
Bon jour, ca va?
Hmm...
- Ca va, ca va. Come, have a seat.
Jeez!
Sorry.
How much longer?
So do we have an understanding?
Uh, yeah...
you do nothing to stop a coup
in Bolivia, and in exchange,
the new government gives America
the lease to any oil found.
If it's oil you want.
Well, you didn't find diamonds, did ya?
Ah, drill it underground, it's kept off
everybody's radar for a very long time but
you can't buy that much piping,
without somebody getting curious.
We'll have to verify the find.
I am not even admitting there is
one, you are getting this for free.
Venezuela, Brazil, now Bolivia.
With you tied up in the Middle East,
South America is falling like dominoes.
You don't need another marxist giving
national resources to the people do you?
No, we can hardly be expected to do
something about a coup we know nothing about.
Hmm, I have a... pest.
You have any idea who that is?
Sorry.
It's James Bond,
British secret service.
Don't know how I could have missed that.
I will need you to
get rid of him for me.
Yeah.
That's not gonna be a problem.
You know who Greene is and you want to put
us in bed with him, you are kidding right?
Yeah, you're right, we should
just deal with nice people.
I need to know you're
on the team, Felix.
I need to know you value your career.
Good to see you.
- Good.
Thank you.
How much more pipeline
do we need, ideally?
Are there any objections?
No.
- Not Here.
No objections.
Transfer the funds from
our Siberian holdings.
Done.
Where do the Americans stand?
The CIA doesn't care about another
dictator as long as they get their hand.
But when they find out
that they've been duped?
I'm working on that.
I'm still not sure that the Tierra
project is the best use of Quantum's time.
Perhaps we should shift
our focus to the Canadian.
This is the world's
most precious resource,
we need to control as
much of it as we can.
Bolivia must be top priority.
Can I offer an opinion?
I really think you people should
find a better place to meet.
Where do you think you're going?
Thank you.
Well, Tosca isn't for everyone.
Drop it!
So who are you working for?
Piss off.
Get rid of anything we brought
with us. We've been compromised.
I asked you who you were working for.
Is he one of ours?
No.
Then he shouldn't be looking at me.
Get me M.
Fraulein...
Hents, connect call.
We've ID'd the pictures.
Show me.
Gregor Karakov: former minister, now
owns most of the mines in Siberia,
Moeshi Saroff: former
Mossad, now telecom giant,
and Guy Haines: special
envoy to the prime minister.
Get Bond.
There's something else.
It appears Bond shot Haines'
bodyguard and threw him off a roof.
Where are you?
Did you get my pictures?
Was this a conversation?
Can you link these people?
Is that stress in your voice?
I need you to come in and debrief.
I don't have time.
Bond, you killed a man in Bregenz.
I did my best not to.
You shot him at point blank and threw him off
a roof. I'd hardly call that showing restraint.
Especially since he was a
member of special branch.
So who was he guarding?
Bond, are you missing the fact that
you killed a member of special branch?
I need you to come in.
And I would,
but right now I need to find
the men who tried to kill you.
Go back to sleep.
- Connection Terminated.
Restrict Bond's movements.
Cancel his cards.
Put an alert on his
passports, all of them.
And I want to know everything
we don't know about Haines.
Yes Ma'am.
And Tanner...
be careful who you trust with this.
Hopefully you're a better
judge of character than I am.
You want to follow your
friends to La Paz, Bolivia?
Please.
Oh...
I'm sorry sir, but this doesn't work.
Do you have another card?
No.
Could you do me a favour?
You're going to get a
phone call in a minute,
would you mind telling
them I'm headed for Cairo?
I'd be happy to.
Thank you.
Ocean Sky, Guten Abend?
Mathis.
What do you want?
Come to apologize?
You know Mathis, I think
retirement suits you.
None for him.
Sorry if he's in a bad mood today.
I need a passport and
matching credit card.
MI6 run out of plastic?
Well oddly, right now you're the
only person I think I can trust.
That is odd.
But I guess when one's young, it seems very
easy to distinguish between the right and wrong.
But as one gets older,
it becomes more difficult.
The villains and the
heros get all mixed up.
I was sorry to hear about Vesper.
I think she loved you.
Hmm, right up until the
moment she betrayed me.
She died for you.
Why did you really want to see me?
I need some information.
You have some hard friends.
This man, is some kind of facilitator.
Fingers in many pies, and
they don't leave any prints.
These men were together?
They're buying up oil pipeline.
Something called the "Tierra Project."
Do you know it?
- Destroy these.
That's Guy Haines. You don't know him?
Should I?
I suppose not.
You haven't been keeping
secrets as long as I have.
He keeps a very low profile,
but he is one of the Prime
Minister's closest advisors.
They say you're judged by
the strength of you enemies.
You know anything about Bolivia?
I was stationed in South
America for 7 years.
Well, do you have some contacts there?
A few.
What do you want to know?
Come with me.
You can't sleep?
May I fix you a drink, sir?
What are you drinking?
- I don't know, what am I drinking?
one of vodka, half a measure of
Kina Ole?
- Kina Ole, which is not vermouth.
Shaken well until it is ice cold
and served with a large,
thin slice of lemon peel.
Six of them.
That's impressive.
They're good, you should have one.
Oh, it'll just keep me awake.
So what's keeping you awake?
I was wondering why you came with me.
It takes something to
admit you were wrong.
You want a sleeping pill?
No.
Pain pills?
I have pills for everything.
Some make you taller...
some make you forget.
I am going to try and get some sleep.
Good idea.
Thank you.
Mr. Bond, my name is Fields,
I'm from the consulate.
Well, of course you are, and what
do you do at the consulate, Fields?
That's not important. My
orders are to turn you around
and put you on the first
plane back to London.
Those orders include my friend Mathis.
I'm sorry, I don't know who you are.
You see that? Gone such a
short time, already forgotten.
Oh, you're just saying that to hurt me.
Mr. Bond, these orders come from
the highest possible authorities.
Taxi.
Fields,
When is the next flight to London?
Tomorrow morning.
Well then we have all night.
If you attempt to flee, I will
arrest you, drop you off in jail
and take you to the plane
in chains. Understand?
Perfectly. After you.
I think she has handcuffs.
- You hope so.
He blames the water
shortage on global warming.
The colonel, who heads
the national police.
We have a reservation.
Very well.
Your name?
Miss Fields.
You're going nowhere.
So shoot me. I'd
rather stay in a morgue.
We are teachers on sabbatical,
this fits our cover.
No it doesn't, get in.
Get in.
Follow me please.
May I show you your room, Senor?
No, it's fine, thank you.
I can't find the um... the stationary.
Can you come and help me look?
You've been invited to a party.
I didn't know we had any friends here.
Greene Planet.
You're not coming?
I'm having a drink with
my friend, the colonel.
I'll see you there later.
Do you know how angry I am at myself?
I can't imagine.
You must be furious.
Do you want to go party?
Party?
But I have nothing to wear.
We'll fix that.
It might be useful to
know your real name.
Fields, just Fields.
Fields is it?
We are in a spiral of
environmental decline.
Since 1945,
has been irreversibly degraded.
The Tierra Project is just one
small part of a global network,
of equal parts, that Green Planet
has created, to rejuvenate the world,
on the verge of collapse.
I hope that tonight, you make
the decision to be part of that.
Thank you.
And have fun.
Excellent speech. Congratulations.
Wonderful speech, Dominic.
Thank you.
Miss Fields, Mr. Bond,
my friend Carlos.
Nice to meet you.
Ma'am.
Mr Bond, Mathis has spoken
a great deal about you.
I want you to know
my entire police force
is at your disposal.
Well, that could be very useful.
You know, there are people in this country spending
half their paycheck just to get clean water.
What do you think of that?
The Bolivian government is the problem.
They cut down trees, then act surprised
when the water and
soil, wash out to sea.
I couldn't agree more.
I hope this figure is to your liking.
Cherie, you shouldn't tease.
Why don't you tell them about all
the land you bought up outside Potosi?
It's been a pleasure.
Would you excuse me?
Somehow, the logging rights went to a multinational
corporation, that cut down the forests.
But only after our last government
sold the land to Greene Planet.
Oh, have I got my facts crossed?
- Yes, I think you did.
You will excuse us?
What a wonderful night.
You just cost me quite
a bit of money, darling.
You can't put a price on integrity.
I can try.
Tell me you didn't drop by
tonight just to piss on my parade,
or are you still after this
general's head, for your mantel?
A little of both.
Tell me where Medrano is, and maybe
you won't lose any more inverstors.
You are really breaking my heart,
choosing an insect like that over me.
You're going to throw me over?
Well, you've been
drinking. Maybe you slipped.
Oh... just think how much you'd miss me.
Good evening. There you are.
Would you excuse me?
Mr. Bond...
Thats a pleasure.
Well, careful with this one.
She won't go to bed with you
unless you give her
something she really wants.
It's a shame because she's really quite
stunning once you... get her on her back.
I wish I could say
this feeling was mutual.
I'm sorry Mr. Greene,
but we have to go-
Please, my friends call me Dominic.
I'm sure they do.
How much do you know about Bond, Camille?
Because he's rather a tragic case.
His MI6 says he's difficult to control.
Nice way of saying that everything
he touches, seems to wither and die.
Shall we?
Doesn't bode well for you, I'm afraid.
You two do make a
charming couple, though.
You're both... what's the expression?
Damaged goods.
Oh my gosh!
I'm so sorry.
Come on, lighten up.
You're cramping my style.
So it's British intelligence now?
What the hell do you want from me?
You're gonna show me Dominic
Greene's "Tierra Project."
Are you up to it?
- Do I have a choice?
Do you want one?
There's something horribly
efficient about you.
What a compliment.
What's the bet that Dominic Greene
has friends in the police force?
Stay here.
Buenas Noches
Now why would you want me to do that?
Mathis.
There's a hospital on
the other side of town.
Please... stay with me.
Stay here, please.
Come here.
Okay.
That's better.
That doesn't hurt.
Is Mathis your cover name?
Yes.
Not a very good one, is it?
Do we forgive each other?
I shouldn't have left you alone.
Vesper...
she did everything for you.
Forgive her.
Forgive yourself.
Is that how you treat your friends?
He wouldn't care.
Let's go.
The Foreign Secretary
is asking to see you.
What don't I know?
Rene Mathis
has been shot in Bolivia.
The police claim it was Bond.
How much did you pay him?
- Well, he wanted you.
But I left him the car as collateral.
He'll make much more
when he sells us out.
Alright, let's see if
this thing will fly.
Here...
all the information I found said
there was nothing of value there.
But Greene's geologists
had proof that there was.
My sources tell me you're
Bolivian Secret Service...
or used to be.
I think you infiltrated Greene's
organization by having sex with him.
That offends you?
- No, not in the slightest.
So what's your interest in Greene?
Well, amongst other things, he
tried to kill a friend of mine.
A woman?
- Yes,
but it's not what you think.
Your mother?
Do not ask.
What's that, down there?
That's a sinkhole, there
are a few around here.
Just for the record,
I wasn't with Greene for my-
I think we lost him.
He's coming for us!
It's right behind you!
Here! Put that on!
Come on!
According to the Bolivians,
it was a routine stop,
and when they discovered Mathis'
body, Bond disarmed and shot them.
Of course there are no
witnesses to prove otherwise.
I need something. I
can't go in there unarmed.
I'm sorry, there's nothing.
Come in.
What's today's excuse?
That Bond is legally blind?
No, Minister.
I don't think I need to tell
you how upset the P.M. is.
With respect, the P.M.
has my direct line.
And he'd of used it, if
he'd wanted to speak to you.
I'm sorry M, times have changed. We've
had long discussions with our cousins.
Mr. Greene's interests
and ours now align.
Minister, this man is a major
player in one of the most dangerous
and powerful organizations-
- We've never even heard of.
Foreign policy cannot be conducted
on the basis of hunches and innuendo.
Then give us time to gather enough
evidence, so you can make informed decisions.
Fine.
Say you're right. Say
Greene is a villain.
If we refused to business with villians,
we'd have almost no one to trade with.
The world's running out of oil, M.
The Russians aren't playing ball,
the Americans and Chinese
are dividing up what's left.
Right or wrong doesn't come into
it. We're acting out of necessity.
Bond... is running wild. Who's
to say he hasn't been turned?
Pull him in, or the
Americans will put him down.
I think I've found a way out.
You're freezing.
I'm fine.
So what is it that
Greene has and you want?
It's not Greene, it's Medrano.
The man you met in Haiti.
My father, worked for
the military junta.
He was a very cruel man.
But he was my father.
When I was a small child, the opposition
send General Medrano to our house.
He shot my father... did things
to my mother and my sister...
and then strangled them while I watched.
I was to young to be any trouble.
So he just smiled at me...
and set the house on fire.
He left his mark.
So, when I pulled you off the boat...
I waited years for that chance.
I apologize.
Seems we're both using
Greene to get to somebody.
You lost somebody?
I did, yes.
You catch whoever did it?
No, not yet.
Tell me when you do,
I'd like to know how it feels.
We should go.
You ready?
They've used dynamite.
This used to be a riverbed.
Greene isn't after the
oil, he wants the water.
We can't leave it like this.
It's one dam.
He's creating a drought,
and he'll build others.
Excuse me sir. Your wife left a message.
The English woman. She left
it for you this morning.
Thank you.
- My pleasure.
What is it?
Would you mind waiting down here?
I'll be outside.
So that's what she meant.
I hope you can trust these men.
Just a moment. It's Tanner.
Yes?
We've got the girl downstairs, she says to
tell you she's sorry, but this isn't her fight.
It isn't, let her go.
She isn't our concern.
Well, I'm disappointed.
You are?
How much oil did the
Americans promise you?
This isn't about oil.
- Well that's good, because there isn't any.
It's about trust.
You said you weren't
motivated by revenge.
I'm motivated by my duty.
No.
I think you're so blinded by inconsolable
rage that you don't care who you hurt.
When you can't tell your friends
from your enemies, it's time to go.
You might like to still hold your
theory about there being no oil.
Her lungs are full of it.
It was Greene.
No doubt. But why?
It's just misdirection-
- I mean why her Bond?
She was just supposed to send you home.
She worked in an office,
collecting reports.
Look how well you charm works, James.
They'll do anything for you, won't they?
How many is that now?
You're removed from duty and suspended,
pending further investigation.
You'll give whatever weapons you have
to these men and leave with them now.
Miss Fields showed true bravery. I
want that mentioned in your report.
Now you and need to see this through.
There's nowhere to go.
There's a capture or
kill order out on you.
Who would've done that?
Ma'am?
- Find out where he's going.
He's onto something.
Ma'am, the CIA is insisting-
- I don't give a shit about the CIA,
or their trumped up evidence.
He is my agent, and I trust him.
Go on.
Get in.
You gonna try and shoot me?
I said get in.
You're gonna get botulism
if you keep drinking that.
It's bottled water.
It probably came from some stream,
just around the corner from here,
bunch of little kids peeing in it.
That's why I eat the peppers.
- Well, all I'm saying is,
you can't trust a
damn thing around here!
Lincoln Exportar, beunos noches.
You know you could
just answer CIA, Felix.
A taxi driver told me
where the office was.
Well, if we're so easy to find,
James, you really should come visit.
Or maybe you should come out
and see some more of the city.
I heard a rumor you'd gone native.
Felix.
You know, I was just wondering
what South America would look like,
if nobody gave a damn
about coke or communism.
It always impressed me the way
you boys would carve this place up.
I'll take that as a
compliment coming from a Brit.
Are you sure you're
playing with the right side?
Regimes change once a week down here,
Medrano will be no
dirtier than the next guy.
Oh you see, that's what I
like about U.S. intelligence,
you'll lie down with anybody.
- Including you, brother,
including you.
- Do you know you're being played?
Dominic Greene is gonna suck this place dry,
and then he's gonna more on and you're gonna
be left picking up the broken crockery.
What can I tell you? There's
no such thing as a free lunch.
You see Felix, I don't think you're
half as cynical as you make out to be.
You don't know me.
Why?
Just because you didn't come alone?
How long have I got?
Well, that doesn't give
us a lot of time, does it?
Medrano can't move until he pays
off the army and the police chief.
Greene's bringing him his money now, at a hotel
called "Perola de las Dunas", in the desert.
Thank you, Felix.
James.
Move your ass.
What the hell happened?
What'd you tell him?
Just what we agreed on.
What're you doing?
It's slide is cocked.
Maybe you should check your own.
I will.
Have you ever killed someone?
The training will tell you that when the
adrenalin kicks in, you should compensate.
But part of you is not gonna believe the
training, because this kill is personal.
Take a deep breath.
You only need one shot,
make it count.
In euros, as requested.
The dollar isn't what it once was.
The cost of the war.
I'm afraid that the corruption in this
current government, can no longer be tolerated.
Presidente?
And mine?
Very tough for you to sign over my land.
My first official act.
And this, if you would.
What is this?
As of this moment, my organization owns
more than 60% of Bolivia's water supply.
For this contract states
that, your new government,
will use us as utilities provider.
This is double what we are paying now.
Oh, well, then don't sign it.
But, you should know something
about me and the people I work with.
We deal with the left or the
right. Dictators or liberators.
If the current president had been more
agreeable, I wouldn't be talking to you.
If you decide not to sign,
you'll wake up with your balls
in your mouth, and your willing
replacement standing over you.
If you doubt that, then shoot me, take
that money, and have a good night's sleep.
You and I had a mutual friend!
Sounds like you just lost another one!
Not this way, not this
way! I can't, I can't!
Make your shot.
Take a deep breath.
Make it count.
Come on!
Wait here.
You promised that you'd-
Let you go?
I answered your questions.
I told you what you wanted
to know about Quantum.
Yes, you did.
And your friends would know that,
so they're probably looking for you.
But the good news is...
you're in the middle of the desert.
Here,
I bet you make it 20 miles,
before you consider drinking that.
Goodbye, Mr. Greene.
Thank you.
It's my pleasure.
Are you alright?
Fine.
But I keep thinking,
he's dead, and now what?
Well, the dam we saw
will have to come down.
And there'll be others too. Someone
who worked for Greene might be of help.
Not a bad idea.
Do you think I'll be able to sleep now?
I don't think the dead
care about vengeance.
I wish... I could set you free.
But your prison is in there.
Fine, anything for an easy life.
Sit down.
Sit down!
It's okay, baby.
You're Canadian?
You work in Canadian Intelligence?
It's alright, I know you do.
And knowing this man,
I'd guess you have access to
some very sensitive material,
which you're gonna be forced to give up.
His life will be threatened, and
because you love him, you won't hesitate.
It's a beautiful necklace.
Did he give it to you?
I have one just like it.
He gave it to a friend of mine.
Someone very close to me.
Your name is?
- Corine.
Corine.
Corine, I suggest you leave
now, you contact your people
and you tell them to check
their seals, they have a leak.
Do it now, please.
This man and I have
some unfinished business.
Thank you.
Please,
make it quick.
Is he still alive?
He is.
I'm surprised.
Did you find what you were looking for?
Yes.
- Good.
I assume you have no regrets.
- I don't.
What about you?
Of course not. It
would be unprofessional.
They found Greene dead in the middle
of the Bolivian desert, of all places.
Two bullets in the back of his skull.
They found motor oil in his stomach.
Does that mean anything to you?
Wish I could help.
You'll be glad to know, I straightened
things out with the Americans.
Your friend Leiter has been promoted.
He'll replace Beam.
Well then, the right
people kept their jobs.
Something like that.
Congratulations, you were right.
About what?
About Vesper.
Ma'am.
Bond.
I need you back.
I never left.
nmycon nmycon@sympatico.ca
Don't bleed to death.
Hello, Mitchell.
Bond.
The Americans are going to be
none too pleased about this.
I promised them Le Chiffre
and they got Le Chiffre.
They got his body.
If they'd wanted his soul they
should have made a deal with a priest.
Has he said anything?
No.
Going to check the perimeter Ma'am.
You look like hell.
When was the last time you slept?
Vesper's boyfriend, Yusef Kabira,
the one who was abducted in Morocco,
the one she was trying to save.
His body was washed
up on a beach in Ibiza.
We're meant to believe the fish did that to
his face. His wallet and ID were in his pocket.
Well that's convenient.
Quite.
Which is why I did a DNA check on a lock
of his hair found in Vesper's apartment.
It's not him.
A lock of his hair? I wouldn't have
thought Vesper the sentimental type.
Well we never really know anyone, do we?
But I do need to know Bond.
I need to know that I can trust you.
And you don't?
Well, it'd be a pretty cold bastard who didn't
want revenge for the death of someone he loved.
You don't have to worry about me.
I'm not going to go chasing
him. He's not important.
And neither was she.
It's clear Ma'am.
Thanks Mitchell.
Shall we?
You going to tell us who you work for?
I was always very
interested to meet you.
I'd heard so much about you from Vesper.
The real shame is, if she hadn't
killed herself, we would've had you too.
I think you would've
done anything for her.
Well you know you're not in Britain,
and God knows where you'll be tomorrow.
Which should tell you that eventually you
will tell us about the people you work with.
And the longer it takes, the
more painful we'll make it.
You really don't know anything about us.
It's so amusing because, we on
the other side, are thinking, oh...
the MI6, the CIA, they're
looking over our shoulders,
they're listening to our conversations, and
the truth is you don't even know we exist.
Oh we do now Mr. White,
and we're quick learners.
Well then, the first thing you should know
about us is that we have people everywhere.
Am I right?
Anything?
Craig Mitchell worked
for me for 8 years.
He passed a full security check
and lie detector test every year,
and didn't leave so much as a
scrap of paper to explain any of it.
I found this,
and three other bloody Christmas
presents I bought him, about the house.
I don't think he smoked.
And you had to kill him! You
couldn't bring him in for questioning,
so that we might
actually learn something.
When someone says "We've got people
everywhere", you expect it to be hyperbole.
Lots of people say that,
florists use that expression.
Doesn't mean they've got someone
working for them inside the bloody room.
What the hell is this organization Bond?
How can they be everywhere
and we know nothing about them?
I assume we found no trace of White.
No.
The agent guarding the door in the garage
was dead before you passed him on the stairs.
I passed him on the stairs? Christ!
Mitchell must have killed him when
he went out to check the perimeter.
You're lucky to be here.
You think White is still alive?
Yes I do.
What is it?
Craig Mitchell, 45 years
old, no living family,
Tell me that you know more than that.
Our money men went through every
bill in Mitchell's wallet and house.
How much did he have?
Less than 100 pounds.
And about the same in euros and dollars.
Excuse me, excuse me ma'am.
We've done a complete forensic analysis
of every note and its traceable history.
Not in the mood.
After you.
This particular note from Mitchell's
wallet might be of interest.
We introduced tagged bills into Le
Chiffre's money laundering operation,
by intercepting illegal payoffs.
We traced money through several of
his bank accounts around the world.
That's pretty thin.
At the rate money changes hands, you could
probably find a tenner in my robe with a tag.
That's true ma'am, a single bill could be
a coincidence, but what about a whole stack?
These bills from the
same series as Mitchell's
were just scanned at a bank
in Port au Prince, Haiti.
Deposited in the account of a Mr. Slate.
Impress me.
We have a Mr. Edmund Slate, returning to
Port au Prince from Heathrow this morning.
His entry documents have him
staying at Hotel Dessalines.
He's in room 325.
Thank you.
Your welcome.
Do you have any messages for 325?
No sir, the only message was about the
briefcase that was delivered earlier.
Did you want us to continue holding it?
- No, I'll take that now.
Yes, sir.
Thank you.
- You're welcome.
Get in!
What?
- Get in!
Fine.
You're late.
I got pulled into a meeting.
Who with?
A friend of Mr. Whites.
Don't think I know him.
It's funny,
you don't look at all like I expected.
Really?
What were you expecting?
I didn't think geologists looked so...
So?
Friend of yours?
I don't have any friends.
We didn't settle on a price.
Make me an offer.
Or we could work it
out later, over drinks.
Dominic didn't give you any trouble did he?
- No
What the hell is this?
I think someone wants to kill you.
That wasn't very nice.
You were supposed to shoot her.
Well I missed.
Get Bond.
Where is he now?
Approaching the docks, Kings Quay.
Tanner?
- I've got Bond.
Ask him about Slate.
She wants to know about Slate.
Tell her Slate was a dead end.
Slate was a dead end.
Dammit, he killed him.
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah!
Touch me and I'll break your wrist.
Camille.
How nice to see you.
Alive, you mean?
I knew we shouldn't have slept together.
I think I'm starting to like you.
So you did just try and have me killed?
And that made me very sad, thinking
I would never see you again.
But, here you are.
- Dammit Dominic!
I was trying to help you!
I was trying to uncover a leak.
And you, you send someone to kill me?
Please don't talk to me like I'm stupid!
It's unattractive.
Come, I want to show you something.
Come.
There is nothing that makes me more uncomfortable
than friends, talking behind my back.
It feels like...
...ants under my skin.
It's been that way forever...
I remember when I was 15,
I had a crush on one of
my mother's piano students.
Somehow,
I overheard her saying
very nasty things about me.
I got so angry,
I took a knife...
Is that him?
I
- We only spoke on the phone.
It's such a shame because
he's one of my best geologists.
He said you asked to buy information.
No, he called me and offered
to sell me information.
Why would I come back
here if I was lying?
Because you love me.
I was doing it for you,
to stop him from betraying you.
You know what burns more
than all your bullshit?
Is that I always got the feeling
that you were only sleeping with me
to get to General Medrano.
Is that him?
You know how these
deposed dictators are,
jealous of their safety.
Stick around,
I'll introduce you.
You see the girl that
just walked in here?
Would you give her that,
tell her to call me.
You have reached Universal Exports,
Our offices are currently closed.
And you can do all this for me?
Well look at what we
did to this country.
The Haitians elect a
priest who decides to
raise the minimum wage from 38 cents to 1 dollar a day.
- Woah.
It's not a lot, but it's enough
to upset the corporations,
who were here making
T-shirts and running shoes.
So they called us and,
we facilitated a change.
The difference is my country is not some
fly speck in the middle of the caribbean.
But, we have already begun
destabilizing the government.
We'll supply the private security.
We'll pay off the right officials.
And we have 26 countries ready
to officially recognize your
new, Bolivian government.
You want your country back.
My organization can give it
to you within... the week.
You have been busy.
And in return, you want what?
A desert.
This part.
This land is worthless.
Oh, so you're getting a great deal?
You won't find oil there.
Everyone has tried.
Maybe,
Maybe not.
But we own whatever we find.
Did you know Anisto Montes?
A very powerful man in his day.
He had a beautiful Russian wife.
A dancer.
Oh, his daughter works for me...
or... did.
She's lovely.
But I don't see the resemblance.
Why don't you consider her
something to sweeten the deal?
Just promise me to drop her
over the side when you're done.
Camille, General Medrano.
Be careful what you wish for, my dear.
Have fun you two.
What the hell are you doing?!
You're welcome!
You idiot! take me back!
You know, maybe I'll do that later.
You're not one of Greene's?
Dominic Greene?
Get down!
Give me the wheel!
- Navigate!
Left!
What are you doing?!
- Hold on!
Get down!
Excuse me.
Thank you.
She's seasick.
It's Bond.
Connect Bond.
Yes?
Name check: Dominic
Greene. G-r-e-e-n-e.
Might need a little more than that,
there are a lot of Dominic Greenes.
Do you have a social
security or passport number?
No.
Anything?
Do you have anything?
Will you put her on please!
I am on, Bond.
What happened to Slate?
I'm not dwelling on the past.
I don't think you should either.
You killed him.
Largest hit: Dominic
Greene, CEO of Greene Planet.
It's a utility company,
but, Greene's been doing
a lot of philanthropic work
buying up large tracts of
land for ecological preserves.
You should be getting
his picture now.
Yep, that's him.
I'm afraid there's a firewall
around his other corporate holdings,
so we have no other information.
Get me the Americans.
Connect.
Go ahead.
Interest in Dominic
Greene, Greene Planet.
Transferring you now.
Hold for Gregory Beam please.
Thank You. Uh, hi, this
is Gregory Beam, Ma'am.
Hello, Mr. Beam.
Uh, I'm so sorry to keep you waiting.
We have no interest in Mr. Greene.
Thank you, Mr. Beam.
- Connection terminated.
He's a person of extreme interest.
But he just said that he wasn't...
- Tanner,
I asked about the man and she transferred
me to the section chief of South America.
How would she know to do that
if they weren't tracking him?
Bond, we have your location
as approaching an airfield...
is Greene on the move?
Yeah, I've got a tail number: Golf,
Zero, Charlie, Sierra, Charlie.
Can you give me a destination?
It's a private charter going to
Bregenz, Austria. Leaving immediately.
Tanner, authorize a charter for 007.
And Bond, if you could avoid killing every
possible lead, it would be deeply appreciated.
Yes ma'am.
I'll do my best.
- Connection terminated.
I've heard that before.
Hello.
- Hi.
Ah, welcome aboard!
Bon jour, ca va?
Hmm...
- Ca va, ca va. Come, have a seat.
Jeez!
Sorry.
How much longer?
So do we have an understanding?
Uh, yeah...
you do nothing to stop a coup
in Bolivia, and in exchange,
the new government gives America
the lease to any oil found.
If it's oil you want.
Well, you didn't find diamonds, did ya?
Ah, drill it underground, it's kept off
everybody's radar for a very long time but
you can't buy that much piping,
without somebody getting curious.
We'll have to verify the find.
I am not even admitting there is
one, you are getting this for free.
Venezuela, Brazil, now Bolivia.
With you tied up in the Middle East,
South America is falling like dominoes.
You don't need another marxist giving
national resources to the people do you?
No, we can hardly be expected to do
something about a coup we know nothing about.
Hmm, I have a... pest.
You have any idea who that is?
Sorry.
It's James Bond,
British secret service.
Don't know how I could have missed that.
I will need you to
get rid of him for me.
Yeah.
That's not gonna be a problem.
You know who Greene is and you want to put
us in bed with him, you are kidding right?
Yeah, you're right, we should
just deal with nice people.
I need to know you're
on the team, Felix.
I need to know you value your career.
Good to see you.
- Good.
Thank you.
How much more pipeline
do we need, ideally?
Are there any objections?
No.
- Not Here.
No objections.
Transfer the funds from
our Siberian holdings.
Done.
Where do the Americans stand?
The CIA doesn't care about another
dictator as long as they get their hand.
But when they find out
that they've been duped?
I'm working on that.
I'm still not sure that the Tierra
project is the best use of Quantum's time.
Perhaps we should shift
our focus to the Canadian.
This is the world's
most precious resource,
we need to control as
much of it as we can.
Bolivia must be top priority.
Can I offer an opinion?
I really think you people should
find a better place to meet.
Where do you think you're going?
Thank you.
Well, Tosca isn't for everyone.
Drop it!
So who are you working for?
Piss off.
Get rid of anything we brought
with us. We've been compromised.
I asked you who you were working for.
Is he one of ours?
No.
Then he shouldn't be looking at me.
Get me M.
Fraulein...
Hents, connect call.
We've ID'd the pictures.
Show me.
Gregor Karakov: former minister, now
owns most of the mines in Siberia,
Moeshi Saroff: former
Mossad, now telecom giant,
and Guy Haines: special
envoy to the prime minister.
Get Bond.
There's something else.
It appears Bond shot Haines'
bodyguard and threw him off a roof.
Where are you?
Did you get my pictures?
Was this a conversation?
Can you link these people?
Is that stress in your voice?
I need you to come in and debrief.
I don't have time.
Bond, you killed a man in Bregenz.
I did my best not to.
You shot him at point blank and threw him off
a roof. I'd hardly call that showing restraint.
Especially since he was a
member of special branch.
So who was he guarding?
Bond, are you missing the fact that
you killed a member of special branch?
I need you to come in.
And I would,
but right now I need to find
the men who tried to kill you.
Go back to sleep.
- Connection Terminated.
Restrict Bond's movements.
Cancel his cards.
Put an alert on his
passports, all of them.
And I want to know everything
we don't know about Haines.
Yes Ma'am.
And Tanner...
be careful who you trust with this.
Hopefully you're a better
judge of character than I am.
You want to follow your
friends to La Paz, Bolivia?
Please.
Oh...
I'm sorry sir, but this doesn't work.
Do you have another card?
No.
Could you do me a favour?
You're going to get a
phone call in a minute,
would you mind telling
them I'm headed for Cairo?
I'd be happy to.
Thank you.
Ocean Sky, Guten Abend?
Mathis.
What do you want?
Come to apologize?
You know Mathis, I think
retirement suits you.
None for him.
Sorry if he's in a bad mood today.
I need a passport and
matching credit card.
MI6 run out of plastic?
Well oddly, right now you're the
only person I think I can trust.
That is odd.
But I guess when one's young, it seems very
easy to distinguish between the right and wrong.
But as one gets older,
it becomes more difficult.
The villains and the
heros get all mixed up.
I was sorry to hear about Vesper.
I think she loved you.
Hmm, right up until the
moment she betrayed me.
She died for you.
Why did you really want to see me?
I need some information.
You have some hard friends.
This man, is some kind of facilitator.
Fingers in many pies, and
they don't leave any prints.
These men were together?
They're buying up oil pipeline.
Something called the "Tierra Project."
Do you know it?
- Destroy these.
That's Guy Haines. You don't know him?
Should I?
I suppose not.
You haven't been keeping
secrets as long as I have.
He keeps a very low profile,
but he is one of the Prime
Minister's closest advisors.
They say you're judged by
the strength of you enemies.
You know anything about Bolivia?
I was stationed in South
America for 7 years.
Well, do you have some contacts there?
A few.
What do you want to know?
Come with me.
You can't sleep?
May I fix you a drink, sir?
What are you drinking?
- I don't know, what am I drinking?
one of vodka, half a measure of
Kina Ole?
- Kina Ole, which is not vermouth.
Shaken well until it is ice cold
and served with a large,
thin slice of lemon peel.
Six of them.
That's impressive.
They're good, you should have one.
Oh, it'll just keep me awake.
So what's keeping you awake?
I was wondering why you came with me.
It takes something to
admit you were wrong.
You want a sleeping pill?
No.
Pain pills?
I have pills for everything.
Some make you taller...
some make you forget.
I am going to try and get some sleep.
Good idea.
Thank you.
Mr. Bond, my name is Fields,
I'm from the consulate.
Well, of course you are, and what
do you do at the consulate, Fields?
That's not important. My
orders are to turn you around
and put you on the first
plane back to London.
Those orders include my friend Mathis.
I'm sorry, I don't know who you are.
You see that? Gone such a
short time, already forgotten.
Oh, you're just saying that to hurt me.
Mr. Bond, these orders come from
the highest possible authorities.
Taxi.
Fields,
When is the next flight to London?
Tomorrow morning.
Well then we have all night.
If you attempt to flee, I will
arrest you, drop you off in jail
and take you to the plane
in chains. Understand?
Perfectly. After you.
I think she has handcuffs.
- You hope so.
He blames the water
shortage on global warming.
The colonel, who heads
the national police.
We have a reservation.
Very well.
Your name?
Miss Fields.
You're going nowhere.
So shoot me. I'd
rather stay in a morgue.
We are teachers on sabbatical,
this fits our cover.
No it doesn't, get in.
Get in.
Follow me please.
May I show you your room, Senor?
No, it's fine, thank you.
I can't find the um... the stationary.
Can you come and help me look?
You've been invited to a party.
I didn't know we had any friends here.
Greene Planet.
You're not coming?
I'm having a drink with
my friend, the colonel.
I'll see you there later.
Do you know how angry I am at myself?
I can't imagine.
You must be furious.
Do you want to go party?
Party?
But I have nothing to wear.
We'll fix that.
It might be useful to
know your real name.
Fields, just Fields.
Fields is it?
We are in a spiral of
environmental decline.
Since 1945,
has been irreversibly degraded.
The Tierra Project is just one
small part of a global network,
of equal parts, that Green Planet
has created, to rejuvenate the world,
on the verge of collapse.
I hope that tonight, you make
the decision to be part of that.
Thank you.
And have fun.
Excellent speech. Congratulations.
Wonderful speech, Dominic.
Thank you.
Miss Fields, Mr. Bond,
my friend Carlos.
Nice to meet you.
Ma'am.
Mr Bond, Mathis has spoken
a great deal about you.
I want you to know
my entire police force
is at your disposal.
Well, that could be very useful.
You know, there are people in this country spending
half their paycheck just to get clean water.
What do you think of that?
The Bolivian government is the problem.
They cut down trees, then act surprised
when the water and
soil, wash out to sea.
I couldn't agree more.
I hope this figure is to your liking.
Cherie, you shouldn't tease.
Why don't you tell them about all
the land you bought up outside Potosi?
It's been a pleasure.
Would you excuse me?
Somehow, the logging rights went to a multinational
corporation, that cut down the forests.
But only after our last government
sold the land to Greene Planet.
Oh, have I got my facts crossed?
- Yes, I think you did.
You will excuse us?
What a wonderful night.
You just cost me quite
a bit of money, darling.
You can't put a price on integrity.
I can try.
Tell me you didn't drop by
tonight just to piss on my parade,
or are you still after this
general's head, for your mantel?
A little of both.
Tell me where Medrano is, and maybe
you won't lose any more inverstors.
You are really breaking my heart,
choosing an insect like that over me.
You're going to throw me over?
Well, you've been
drinking. Maybe you slipped.
Oh... just think how much you'd miss me.
Good evening. There you are.
Would you excuse me?
Mr. Bond...
Thats a pleasure.
Well, careful with this one.
She won't go to bed with you
unless you give her
something she really wants.
It's a shame because she's really quite
stunning once you... get her on her back.
I wish I could say
this feeling was mutual.
I'm sorry Mr. Greene,
but we have to go-
Please, my friends call me Dominic.
I'm sure they do.
How much do you know about Bond, Camille?
Because he's rather a tragic case.
His MI6 says he's difficult to control.
Nice way of saying that everything
he touches, seems to wither and die.
Shall we?
Doesn't bode well for you, I'm afraid.
You two do make a
charming couple, though.
You're both... what's the expression?
Damaged goods.
Oh my gosh!
I'm so sorry.
Come on, lighten up.
You're cramping my style.
So it's British intelligence now?
What the hell do you want from me?
You're gonna show me Dominic
Greene's "Tierra Project."
Are you up to it?
- Do I have a choice?
Do you want one?
There's something horribly
efficient about you.
What a compliment.
What's the bet that Dominic Greene
has friends in the police force?
Stay here.
Buenas Noches
Now why would you want me to do that?
Mathis.
There's a hospital on
the other side of town.
Please... stay with me.
Stay here, please.
Come here.
Okay.
That's better.
That doesn't hurt.
Is Mathis your cover name?
Yes.
Not a very good one, is it?
Do we forgive each other?
I shouldn't have left you alone.
Vesper...
she did everything for you.
Forgive her.
Forgive yourself.
Is that how you treat your friends?
He wouldn't care.
Let's go.
The Foreign Secretary
is asking to see you.
What don't I know?
Rene Mathis
has been shot in Bolivia.
The police claim it was Bond.
How much did you pay him?
- Well, he wanted you.
But I left him the car as collateral.
He'll make much more
when he sells us out.
Alright, let's see if
this thing will fly.
Here...
all the information I found said
there was nothing of value there.
But Greene's geologists
had proof that there was.
My sources tell me you're
Bolivian Secret Service...
or used to be.
I think you infiltrated Greene's
organization by having sex with him.
That offends you?
- No, not in the slightest.
So what's your interest in Greene?
Well, amongst other things, he
tried to kill a friend of mine.
A woman?
- Yes,
but it's not what you think.
Your mother?
Do not ask.
What's that, down there?
That's a sinkhole, there
are a few around here.
Just for the record,
I wasn't with Greene for my-
I think we lost him.
He's coming for us!
It's right behind you!
Here! Put that on!
Come on!
According to the Bolivians,
it was a routine stop,
and when they discovered Mathis'
body, Bond disarmed and shot them.
Of course there are no
witnesses to prove otherwise.
I need something. I
can't go in there unarmed.
I'm sorry, there's nothing.
Come in.
What's today's excuse?
That Bond is legally blind?
No, Minister.
I don't think I need to tell
you how upset the P.M. is.
With respect, the P.M.
has my direct line.
And he'd of used it, if
he'd wanted to speak to you.
I'm sorry M, times have changed. We've
had long discussions with our cousins.
Mr. Greene's interests
and ours now align.
Minister, this man is a major
player in one of the most dangerous
and powerful organizations-
- We've never even heard of.
Foreign policy cannot be conducted
on the basis of hunches and innuendo.
Then give us time to gather enough
evidence, so you can make informed decisions.
Fine.
Say you're right. Say
Greene is a villain.
If we refused to business with villians,
we'd have almost no one to trade with.
The world's running out of oil, M.
The Russians aren't playing ball,
the Americans and Chinese
are dividing up what's left.
Right or wrong doesn't come into
it. We're acting out of necessity.
Bond... is running wild. Who's
to say he hasn't been turned?
Pull him in, or the
Americans will put him down.
I think I've found a way out.
You're freezing.
I'm fine.
So what is it that
Greene has and you want?
It's not Greene, it's Medrano.
The man you met in Haiti.
My father, worked for
the military junta.
He was a very cruel man.
But he was my father.
When I was a small child, the opposition
send General Medrano to our house.
He shot my father... did things
to my mother and my sister...
and then strangled them while I watched.
I was to young to be any trouble.
So he just smiled at me...
and set the house on fire.
He left his mark.
So, when I pulled you off the boat...
I waited years for that chance.
I apologize.
Seems we're both using
Greene to get to somebody.
You lost somebody?
I did, yes.
You catch whoever did it?
No, not yet.
Tell me when you do,
I'd like to know how it feels.
We should go.
You ready?
They've used dynamite.
This used to be a riverbed.
Greene isn't after the
oil, he wants the water.
We can't leave it like this.
It's one dam.
He's creating a drought,
and he'll build others.
Excuse me sir. Your wife left a message.
The English woman. She left
it for you this morning.
Thank you.
- My pleasure.
What is it?
Would you mind waiting down here?
I'll be outside.
So that's what she meant.
I hope you can trust these men.
Just a moment. It's Tanner.
Yes?
We've got the girl downstairs, she says to
tell you she's sorry, but this isn't her fight.
It isn't, let her go.
She isn't our concern.
Well, I'm disappointed.
You are?
How much oil did the
Americans promise you?
This isn't about oil.
- Well that's good, because there isn't any.
It's about trust.
You said you weren't
motivated by revenge.
I'm motivated by my duty.
No.
I think you're so blinded by inconsolable
rage that you don't care who you hurt.
When you can't tell your friends
from your enemies, it's time to go.
You might like to still hold your
theory about there being no oil.
Her lungs are full of it.
It was Greene.
No doubt. But why?
It's just misdirection-
- I mean why her Bond?
She was just supposed to send you home.
She worked in an office,
collecting reports.
Look how well you charm works, James.
They'll do anything for you, won't they?
How many is that now?
You're removed from duty and suspended,
pending further investigation.
You'll give whatever weapons you have
to these men and leave with them now.
Miss Fields showed true bravery. I
want that mentioned in your report.
Now you and need to see this through.
There's nowhere to go.
There's a capture or
kill order out on you.
Who would've done that?
Ma'am?
- Find out where he's going.
He's onto something.
Ma'am, the CIA is insisting-
- I don't give a shit about the CIA,
or their trumped up evidence.
He is my agent, and I trust him.
Go on.
Get in.
You gonna try and shoot me?
I said get in.
You're gonna get botulism
if you keep drinking that.
It's bottled water.
It probably came from some stream,
just around the corner from here,
bunch of little kids peeing in it.
That's why I eat the peppers.
- Well, all I'm saying is,
you can't trust a
damn thing around here!
Lincoln Exportar, beunos noches.
You know you could
just answer CIA, Felix.
A taxi driver told me
where the office was.
Well, if we're so easy to find,
James, you really should come visit.
Or maybe you should come out
and see some more of the city.
I heard a rumor you'd gone native.
Felix.
You know, I was just wondering
what South America would look like,
if nobody gave a damn
about coke or communism.
It always impressed me the way
you boys would carve this place up.
I'll take that as a
compliment coming from a Brit.
Are you sure you're
playing with the right side?
Regimes change once a week down here,
Medrano will be no
dirtier than the next guy.
Oh you see, that's what I
like about U.S. intelligence,
you'll lie down with anybody.
- Including you, brother,
including you.
- Do you know you're being played?
Dominic Greene is gonna suck this place dry,
and then he's gonna more on and you're gonna
be left picking up the broken crockery.
What can I tell you? There's
no such thing as a free lunch.
You see Felix, I don't think you're
half as cynical as you make out to be.
You don't know me.
Why?
Just because you didn't come alone?
How long have I got?
Well, that doesn't give
us a lot of time, does it?
Medrano can't move until he pays
off the army and the police chief.
Greene's bringing him his money now, at a hotel
called "Perola de las Dunas", in the desert.
Thank you, Felix.
James.
Move your ass.
What the hell happened?
What'd you tell him?
Just what we agreed on.
What're you doing?
It's slide is cocked.
Maybe you should check your own.
I will.
Have you ever killed someone?
The training will tell you that when the
adrenalin kicks in, you should compensate.
But part of you is not gonna believe the
training, because this kill is personal.
Take a deep breath.
You only need one shot,
make it count.
In euros, as requested.
The dollar isn't what it once was.
The cost of the war.
I'm afraid that the corruption in this
current government, can no longer be tolerated.
Presidente?
And mine?
Very tough for you to sign over my land.
My first official act.
And this, if you would.
What is this?
As of this moment, my organization owns
more than 60% of Bolivia's water supply.
For this contract states
that, your new government,
will use us as utilities provider.
This is double what we are paying now.
Oh, well, then don't sign it.
But, you should know something
about me and the people I work with.
We deal with the left or the
right. Dictators or liberators.
If the current president had been more
agreeable, I wouldn't be talking to you.
If you decide not to sign,
you'll wake up with your balls
in your mouth, and your willing
replacement standing over you.
If you doubt that, then shoot me, take
that money, and have a good night's sleep.
You and I had a mutual friend!
Sounds like you just lost another one!
Not this way, not this
way! I can't, I can't!
Make your shot.
Take a deep breath.
Make it count.
Come on!
Wait here.
You promised that you'd-
Let you go?
I answered your questions.
I told you what you wanted
to know about Quantum.
Yes, you did.
And your friends would know that,
so they're probably looking for you.
But the good news is...
you're in the middle of the desert.
Here,
I bet you make it 20 miles,
before you consider drinking that.
Goodbye, Mr. Greene.
Thank you.
It's my pleasure.
Are you alright?
Fine.
But I keep thinking,
he's dead, and now what?
Well, the dam we saw
will have to come down.
And there'll be others too. Someone
who worked for Greene might be of help.
Not a bad idea.
Do you think I'll be able to sleep now?
I don't think the dead
care about vengeance.
I wish... I could set you free.
But your prison is in there.
Fine, anything for an easy life.
Sit down.
Sit down!
It's okay, baby.
You're Canadian?
You work in Canadian Intelligence?
It's alright, I know you do.
And knowing this man,
I'd guess you have access to
some very sensitive material,
which you're gonna be forced to give up.
His life will be threatened, and
because you love him, you won't hesitate.
It's a beautiful necklace.
Did he give it to you?
I have one just like it.
He gave it to a friend of mine.
Someone very close to me.
Your name is?
- Corine.
Corine.
Corine, I suggest you leave
now, you contact your people
and you tell them to check
their seals, they have a leak.
Do it now, please.
This man and I have
some unfinished business.
Thank you.
Please,
make it quick.
Is he still alive?
He is.
I'm surprised.
Did you find what you were looking for?
Yes.
- Good.
I assume you have no regrets.
- I don't.
What about you?
Of course not. It
would be unprofessional.
They found Greene dead in the middle
of the Bolivian desert, of all places.
Two bullets in the back of his skull.
They found motor oil in his stomach.
Does that mean anything to you?
Wish I could help.
You'll be glad to know, I straightened
things out with the Americans.
Your friend Leiter has been promoted.
He'll replace Beam.
Well then, the right
people kept their jobs.
Something like that.
Congratulations, you were right.
About what?
About Vesper.
Ma'am.
Bond.
I need you back.
I never left.
nmycon nmycon@sympatico.ca