All language subtitles for ghaxlica

SCARAMANGA:
Nick Nack, Tabasco !

Right away,
Monsieur Scaramanga.

Hey.

HaIf.

You get the rest Iater.

Wait for him in there,
through that door.

He will join you
in a minute.

Your steam bath is ready,
Monsieur Scaramanga.

(LAUGHING)

(SIGHS)

(GUNCOCKS)

(LAUGHING)

(BOTTLE CLATTERI NG)

NiCK NACK ON PA: Oh!

That would have
been too easy.

It's locked.

You'll have to look
eIsewhere, monsieur.

(MANiACAL LAUGHTER ECHOiNG)

(CHUCKLING)

(SCREAMiNG)

(SALOON PiANO MUSiC PLAYiNG)

(MUSIC STOPS)

(MUSIC RESTARTS)

Hey, AI . AI .

Wherever you are,
don't hold it against me.

I wonder where you
can find your gun ,
Monsieur Scaramanga.

Your little golden gun.

Where can it be?

There is something
we haven't had before.

I wonder what it can be.

(Nick NACK LAUGHING
MAN LACALLY)

I fooled you.

You're getting warmer.

Much warmer.

Now, how are you going
to get down the stairs?

So near and yet so far.

(Nick NACK LAUG H I NG)

Bravo, Monsieur
Scaramanga.

You've done it again .

This one was the best,
n'est-ce pas?

Not bad .
Not bad at aII .

But You'll have to
do better than that

if you want to
come into my money.

I'II get you yet,
and I'II enjoy every
sou you Ieave me.

You'll be the death
of me yet, Nick Nack.

(SI NG I NG) He has
a powerfuI weapon

He charges a miIIion a shot

An assassin that's
second to none

The man with the golden gun

Lurking in some
darkened doorway

Or crouched on
a rooftop somewhere

I n the next room,
or this very one

The man with the golden gun

Love is required
whenever he's hired

It comes just before the kill

No one can catch him,
no hit man can match him

For his miIIion-doIIar skill

One golden shot means
another poor victim

Has come to a gIittering end

For a price,
He'll erase anyone

The man with the golden gun

His eye may be on you or me

Who will he bang?

We shaII see

Oh, yeah!

Love is required
whenever he's hired

It comes just before the kill

No one can catch him,
no hit man can match him

For his miIIion-doIIar skill

One golden shot means
another poor victim

Has come to a gIittering end

If you want to
get rid of someone

The man with the golden gun

will get it done

He'll shoot anyone

With his golden gun

Good morning , sir.

CoIthorpe.

Chief of Staff.

What do you know
about a man caIIed
Scaramanga, 007?

Scaramanga?

Oh , yes. The Man
with the golden Gun .

Born in a circus.
Father, the ringmaster,
possibIy Cuban .

Mother, EngIish ,
a snake charmer.

He was a spectacuIar
trick shot artist by
the time he was 1 0

and a IocaI Rio
gunman at 1 5.

The KG B recruited him
there and trained him
in Europe

where he became
an overworked ,
underpaid assassin .

He went independent
in the Iate '50s.

Current price,
$ 1 miIIion a hit.

No photograph on fiIe.

But he does have
one distinguishing
feature, however,

a superfluous papiIIa.

A what?

A mammary gIand .

A third nippIe, sir.

He aIways uses
a golden buIIet, hence,
Man with the golden Gun .

Present domiciIe
unknown .

I think that's aII .

Why, sir?

H mm .

Charming trinket.

Even has my
number on it.

PreciseIy.

ObviousIy it's
useIess as a buIIet.

I mean , sir, who would
pay a miIIion doIIars
to have me killed?

JeaIous husbands,
outraged chefs,
humiIiated taiIors.

The Iist is endIess.

Moreover, this trinket,
as you caII it,

was sent with
a note requesting
speciaI deIivery to you .

It's initiaIed
with an "S."

Scaramanga's fingerprints
were on it.

They've been
verified by the CIA.

Why would he aIert me?

PsychoIogicaI .

He counts on his
reputation to terrify
his intended victim .

Thank you , gentIemen .

I'm reIieving you
of your present
assignment, 007.

Sir?
Yes?

The energy crisis
is stiII with us.

I respectfuIIy submit
that finding Gibson

and his soIar ceII data
is even more important
than ever.

It is indeed .

And I can't
jeopardize it
or any mission

by having Scaramanga
pop up and put a buIIet
in you .

I'II endorse your
request to resign .

Or you can take
a sabbaticaI and

go to ground untiI
this matter's settIed .

Or untiI he kills me.

Nobody knows where he is
or what he looks Iike.

So I think it's fair
to assume that he has
the edge on you .

wouldn't you agree?
That's aII , 007.

If I found
him first, sir,

that might change
the situation .

DramaticaIIy.

wouldn't you say?

Good day, Bond .

Moneypenny, Fairbanks. . .

AIaska?

No, BiII Fairbanks, 002.

Oh , poor BiII .
I miss him .

The Man with
the golden Gun didn't.

OfficiaIIy, that was
never confirmed .

Where was 002
when it happened?

Beirut, '69.

In a cabaret with
a Iady caIIed Saida.

Beirut, hmm?

Moneypenny,
you are better
than a computer.

In aII sorts of ways.

(I NTERCOM BUZZI NG)

But you never take
advantage of them .

M: Miss Moneypenny.
Yes, sir.

Oh , just one
moment, darIing .

Yes, James?

Why wasn't Scaramanga
confirmed as the killer?

Because they couIdn't
find the buIIet,

darIing .

(U PBEAT MUSIC PLAYI NG)

Ahmed .

(AU DI ENCE APPLAU DI NG)

(SPEAKI NG FRENCH)

Good evening .
My name is Bond .

James Bond .

Your dancing is superb.

So are you .

(THAN KI NG I N FRENCH)

And you are
very handsome.

(CLEARS TH ROAT)

well , I don't usuaIIy
intrude Iike this, but I . . .

I beIieve we had
a mutuaI friend .

BiII Fairbanks.

Fairbanks?

Yes.

I'm toId you
were with him

when he was rather
rudeIy interrupted .

(EXCLAIMS I N FRENCH)

BiII . What a
terribIe night.

I will never
forget it.

Did you see
who shot him?

No. I was
in his arms.

My eyes were cIosed .

At Ieast he died happy.

The buIIet went
through him .

Through his back
and ended up there?

No, no,
through his neck.

I take it out of
the waII before
the poIice arrive.

And now it is
my Iucky charm .

I never dance without it.

I'm sure BiII would
have loved that.

But Iet us
forget the past.

H mm .

I was hoping
you'd say that.

Are you staying
Iong in Beirut?

It depends.

CIumsy of me.

You reaIIy do have
a magnificent abdomen .

(SWALLOWS)

(CHOKI NG)

SAI DA: Oh ,
my perfumes ! No !

(EXCLAIMI NG)

(BOTH G RU NTI NG)

(SCREAMS)

(GASPS)

(BANG I NG ON DOOR)

(SPEAKI NG I N
FOREIG N LANG UAG E)

(SCREAMI NG)

I've Iost my charm !

Not from where
I'm standing .

Taxi? HoteI , mister?

No. The nearest pharmacy.

(G ROANS)

Dumdum buIIets
Iike this flatten on impact

for maximum
wounding effect.

Very nasty.

Yes. I'm sure it is.

But just teII me
where it was made
and by whom .

FortunateIy it's
aII in one piece.

20. 003 grams.

Which Ieads us to
deduce it was fired
from a 4.2 miIIimeter gun .

CoIthorpe, there's no
such thing as a 4.2
miIIimeter gun .

(SIGHS) The fact that no
recognized munitions
manufacturer,

miIitary or civiI ,
produces such a buIIet

doesn't mean it
doesn't exist, 007.

Q Branch have
been making
irreguIar caIibers

for most
unusuaI purposes.

And we don't put
markings or seriaI
numbers on them .

COLTHORPE:
Making identification
aImost impossibIe.

You mean to say
there's no way
to trace that buIIet?

You have no idea
what it went through
to get here.

I wouldn't go so
far as to say that.

The workmanship
is undemanding

according to
our standards.

Soft 23 karat goId
with traces of nickeI .

HardIy ever used
in Europe.
Comes from India.

The Far East?

Why not India?

NickeI content
obviousIy too
Iow, 007.

Lazar?

H mm .

Imaginative.
H ighIy speciaIized .

Yes, I concur.

well , what the
heII is Lazar?

Not what. Who.
Portuguese.

Lives in Macau .

Chap who made
the buIIet, 007.

(RICKSHAW BELL RI NG I NG)

(CLEARS TH ROAT)

BON D: I hate to
interrupt your dinner,

but does Senhor
Lazar Iive here?

Lazar.

I was given
this address.

Does he. . .
Senhor Lazar?

My name's Bond .
James Bond .

An unexpected
honor, Mr. Bond .

Your reputation
precedes you .

This way, pIease.

It would be the
proudest moment
of my career

if I couId make
something for you ,
Mr. Bond .

A rifle, perhaps?

Now, here we have
an interesting probIem .

A custom-buiIt
modeI for a cIient

(RI FLE COCKI NG)

who recentIy
Iost two fingers.
PIease.

He aIso Iost
his trigger.

It is housed
in the butt.
Squeeze it.

(RI FLE FI RES)

The sights
are a bit off.

You have
five fingers.

The butt is baIanced
for the pressure of three.

That is why you
were one inch
too Iow.

Here you will find
onIy craftsmanship
and quaIity.

Mass production ,

your WaIther PPK,
for instance,
I Ieave to others.

What about
ammunition?

Designed to individuaI
requirements whatever
they may be.

In goId ,
if I wanted?

I have aIready done
that for a cIient.

I know you have.

Francisco Scaramanga.

My reIationship
with a cIient,
Mr. Bond ,

is strictIy confidentiaI .

Like a doctor or
priest with a penitent.

Of course.

Yet you make guns
for fingerIess hoodIums,

buIIets for assassins.

Mr. Bond ,
buIIets do not kill .

It is the finger
that puIIs the trigger.

ExactIy.

I'm now aiming
preciseIy at
your groin .

So speak, or forever
hold your "piece."

I have never seen
Mr. Scaramanga.

On a cost-per-buIIet basis,
he must be your best customer.

That is true,
but unfortunateIy

he seems onIy to
fire them occasionaIIy.

When was the
Iast shipment?

Mr. Bond , this is
impossibIe. I cannot. . .

(RI FLE FI RES)

You're quite right.

An inch too Iow.

I have just compIeted
an order for immediate
deIivery.

Who coIIects them?

I swear
I do not know.

My instructions
are to go the casino.

I am paid
and they vanish .

(PEOPLE CHATTERI NG)

(SPEAKI NG CANTON ESE)

(BELL DI NG I NG)

MAN ON PA: In a few momen ts,
Iadies and gentIemen,

we will be in
Hong Kong Harbor,

one of the busiest
ports in the world.

May I remind you to
have your passports
and Ianding cards ready

in order to avoid
unnecessary deIay.

(SH I P HORN BLOWI NG)

On our Ieft is the
wreckage of the famous
liner, Queen EIizabeth ,

which sank here
under mysterious
circumstances in 1 971 .

Ahead, you can
now see KowIoon.

And on your right,
Hong Kong IsIand.

Taxi !

FoIIow that RoIIs.

Madam , would you be
good enough to move
this inverted bedpan?

I'm sorry I'm Iate, James,
but your signaI

from Macau onIy just
reached the office.

You're a great
heIp, Goodnight.

Now, get on to the
Iicense bureau and
trace that car.

AU603. A green RoIIs.

A green RoIIs?

A green RoIIs-Royce.

There can't be that
many in Hong Kong .

Courtesy cars.

AII green RoIIs-Royces
beIong to the
PeninsuIa HoteI .

You see what
a two-year posting

to Staff InteIIigence
does for a girI .

James, it's wonderfuI
to see you .

Where are you going?

I need some information .

The subject under
surveiIIance is
occupying Room 602.

I'II buy you dinner
tonight, Goodnight.

But first I have
a little officiaI
business to attend to.

Yes, I saw the
officiaI business.

Goodnight, would I do
that to you after
two years?

Yes, you bIoody
well would .

PIease.
I can manage.

Oh , you couId open
a door for me, though .

I open champagne.
It's a surprise.

Oh , a surprise !

(WAITER LAUG H I NG)

(WATER RU N N I NG)

Good afternoon .

A water pistoI?

Pass me that robe.

Turn around .

Do you aIways take
a shower with a pistoI?

Put your hands up
and get out of here !

Keep on waIking .

But you haven't
answered my question .

RECEPTION I ST:
Reception. Can I heIp you?

This is Miss Anders,
Room 602.

Put those down !

I see why these
packets carry a
government warning .

Give me that!

They certainIy can
damage your heaIth .

(G ROANS)
You're hurting my arm .

I'II break it
unIess you teII me
where those buIIets go.

I can't.

Try!

He'll kill me.
Who?

(AN DREA G ROANS)

I can't teII you .

Scaramanga.

You see what you
can do when you try?

You work for him?

I don't work for him .

He's. . . I'm his. . .

Oh , so he's
a lover, too.

OnIy before he kills.

BuIIfighters do
the same thing .

CIaim it
improves the eye.

H is eye is on me.
Where can I find him?

I don't know.

I said where?

I don't know where.
He doesn't teII me
everything .

I know he has a date
at the Bottoms U p
CIub tonight.

How will I
recognize him?

TaII , sIim and dark.

So is my aunt.

Anything distinctive
about him?

Yes, but how can I . . .

He's not Iike other peopIe.
He has three. . .

Oh .

Fascinating
anatomicaI tidbit

but probabIy the most
useIess piece of
information I ever heard .

U nIess of course
the Bottoms U p
is a strip cIub

and Scaramanga is
performing there.

You'll have
to do better.

He usuaIIy wears
a white Iinen suit,
bIack tie,

and jeweIry,
aII goId .

You're improving .

I don't want you to
twist my arm again .

I don't want to either.

So I'II teII you what
you're going to do,
Miss Anders.

You're going to take
those golden buIIets
to Mr. Scaramanga

because if he
doesn't get them ,

he may not show up
at the Bottoms U p.

And I want him there.

Why shouId you trust me?

I don't.

But neither will
Mr. Scaramanga
trust you

if he hears about
this interesting
little conversation .

Who knows?

He may even use one
of those little golden
buIIets on you .

And that would
be a pity

because they're
very expensive.

I'II take them to him .

Let's drink to that.

Bottoms up.

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYI NG)

(PEOPLE CHATTERI NG)

Soda or ginger aIe?

Ginger aIe,
pIease.

(YELLI NG
I N CANTON ESE)

PoIice ! Drop it!
Drop it.

(BON D DROPS G U N)

You're under arrest.

Move away from there !

If you take the
troubIe to examine
that gun ,

You'll notice it
hasn't been fired .

Anything you have to
say, you can say at
the station .

(SI REN WAI LI NG)

I'm charging him
under Section 473.

I didn't see
your identity card .

You will .

Here.
I thought we were going
to the poIice station .

KowIoon side.

KowIoon's over there !

We are going to
the New Territories.

(MAN SHOUTS)

MAN ON PA: WeIcome aboard,
Commander Bond.

This way, sir.

Down the hatchway,
pIease.

Good evening , sir.

would you foIIow
me, pIease?

H mm . It certainIy
gives you a new sIant.

What with the
Chinese on one side

and the American
fleet on the other,

down here's the onIy
pIace in Hong Kong
you can't be bugged .

And , with current
reaI estate prices in
Hong Kong ,

quite practicaI , reaIIy.

Any Iuck?

Chinese fighter
we managed to saIvage.

Good evening , 007.

GIad to see
you're stiII
with us.

In future,
Commander Bond ,
if you must

tour the worId of
Suzie Wong by night,

kindIy inform our man
here, Lieutenant H ip.

Sorry, Commander.

I had to get you away
from the Hong Kong poIice

but didn't know
how much you knew.

Nothing . But I think
I shouId report, sir,

that Scaramanga does not
have a contract on me.

He couIdn't have
missed me tonight.

Instead he hit some chap
coming out of a cIub.

I got quite a shock
when I saw who it was.

I shouId think you did .

Our missing soIar
energy expert, Gibson .

Yes, Gibson .

He was prepared to
come back under
certain conditions.

That's why I'm
out here with
Professor Frazier.

Lieutenant H ip was
making a preIiminary
contact.

I aImost wish that
Scaramanga had a
contract on you .

Was Gibson cooperative?

He wanted to
bargain for immunity.

Suggested another meeting
in Bangkok to discuss terms.

Why Bangkok?

I got the impression
he worked there for
Hai Fat.

That name's
come up before.

A muItimiIIionaire.

Head of Hai Fat
Enterprises.

AII of them Iegitimate
as far as we know.

What did Gibson
propose bargaining
with , Lieutenant?

A soIex. CIaimed it
was 95% efficient.

If he deveIoped a soIar
ceII that efficient, he
soIved the energy crisis.

So you've toId me.

CoaI and oiI will
soon be depIeted .

U ranium's too dangerous.

GeothermaI and tidaI
controI too expensive.
I know aII that.

Where's the soIex now?

SoIex agitator, sir.

The essentiaI unit to
convert radiation from
the sun into eIectricity

on an industriaI basis.

It's onIy about
that size.

It won't take me Iong
to check out Gibson's
efficiency cIaim .

(STUTTERS)
This is reaIIy exciting .

May I see it,
Lieutenant?

He showed it to me at
the bar and repIaced it
in his pocket.

And after he was shot,

it wasn't there.

I looked .

M: GentIemen ,
I congratuIate you .

Instead of getting
our hands on a
perfected soIex,

we're Ieft with
a useIess corpse
and no Ieads.

One Iead , sir.

Assuming Gibson was
killed by Scaramanga,

whoever hired him
couId afford
a miIIion doIIars.

Are you suggesting
Hai Fat?

He couId afford it.

Out of petty cash .

A thought has just
occurred to me, sir.

If Hai Fat hired
Scaramanga,

it's highIy unIikeIy
that he met him personaIIy.

Why?

In the event of
anything going wrong ,

there's nothing
to connect the two.

And that gives me
an idea as to how
to approach him .

Q, I'II need this.

ReaIIy, 007 !

I admit,
it's a little kinky.

You'll take
Miss Goodnight
with you .

Goodnight, sir?

After tonight's
debacIe,

an efficient
Iiaison officer
wouldn't come amiss.

Thank you , sir.

You won't get
anywhere near
Hai Fat.

I have some reIatives
in Bangkok.

I have often
passed his pIace.

He Iives in a big
house on a mountainside
surrounded by guards.

No way.

The pIace is
crawIing with guards.

Have a look.

Hai Fat takes his
privacy very seriousIy.

I'm sure
He'll see me.

(SPEAKI NG CANTON ESE)

Good morning .
How's the water?

Why don't you
come in and find out?

Sounds very
tempting , Miss. . .

Chew Mee.

ReaIIy?

well , there's onIy
one smaII probIem .

I have no
swimming trunks.

Neither have I .

HAI FAT: What are
you doing here?

Get out.

ImmediateIy.

I will have you . . .

(SPEAKI NG CANTON ESE)

PIease, forgive me,
Mr. Scaramanga.

Excuse me,
Chew Mee.

Bye.

You understand
my surprise.

I thought it
was understood .

We were never to meet,
Mr. Scaramanga.

I aIways thought
your abnormaIity
was a myth .

There are cuIts where
it is considered a sign
of invuInerabiIity

and great
sexuaI prowess.

I've Iearned
to Iive with it.

Why are you here?

Bond . James Bond .

Do I know
the gentIeman?

well , he knows you .

Without being
immodest,

there's hardIy anyone
in this part of the
worId who doesn't.

And there are very
few peopIe who haven't
heard of Bond .

British Secret Service,
007, Iicensed to kill .

He's good , even
by my standards.

He was near the
Bottoms U p CIub.

A coincidence.

I don't beIieve in them .

The man's a menace.
He knows something .

Are you suggesting
I invest another
miIIion to remove him?

That's up to you .

I will give it
some thought.

Since you have
chosen to meet me,

perhaps you will
dine here tonight.

I'II be deIighted .

9: 00 then .

Ling Po, see this
gentIeman out.

Don't teII me
you saw him .

He even invited me
to dinner.

He must have found me
quite titiIIating .

In due time,
I shaII be Iaid to
rest here

in my mausoIeum

after a usefuI ,
happy, Iong Iife.

And I do not intend
to aIIow Mr. Bond
to shorten it.

I'II get the car.

Goodnight, you know
I'd much rather have
dinner with you .

Oh , I understand , James.
PIease hurry back.

I'II ring as
soon as I do.

A midnight snack
might be just
the thing .

I'II keep the wine
properIy chiIIed .

And everything
eIse warm , I trust.

(SPEAKI NG I N
FOREIG N LANG UAG E)

Bye-bye.
Bye-bye.

"And everything
eIse warm?"

I hope you don't mind
giving my nieces a Iift.

Good evening .

(SPEAKI NG I N
FOREIG N LANG UAG E)

Hai Fat's is
on the way.

I'II drop the girIs,
come back here
and hang around .

(G I RLS LAUG H I NG)

G I RL 1 : Bye-bye.
G I RL 2: Bye-bye.

(RI NG I NG DOORBELL)

The name's Scaramanga.

Mr. Fat is
expecting me.

"GrisIyIand ."

A pIeasant evening .

(G RU NTI NG)

(SCREAMI NG)

Get him . Come on .

HAI FAT: Stop it.

Not here.

This is my home.

Take Mr. Bond to schooI .

Heaven .

DefiniteIy heaven .

(GONG CLANG I NG)

(G RU NTS)

(SHOUTS)

(G RU NTI NG)

(SCREAMS)

Tashman .

(SHOUTI NG)

(G ROANS)

ChuIa.

STU DENTS: ChuIa !
ChuIa ! ChuIa !

ChuIa ! ChuIa ! ChuIa !

(BOTH G RU NTI NG)

STU DENTS: ChuIa !
ChuIa ! ChuIa !

(G ROANS)

(SHOUTS)

(G ROAN I NG)

(SHOUTS)

(G RU NTI NG)

(SPEAKI NG THAI)

Are you aII right?

How did
you find me?

Hai Fat owns
this pIace.

Stand back, girIs.

(ALL SHOUTI NG)

Forgot to teII you .

(G ROAN I NG)

Their father runs
a karate schooI .

(G ROAN I NG)

(G ROANS)

(SHOUTS)

(SCREAMI NG)

Hang on !

(BOTH SPEAKI NG I N
FOREIG N LANG UAG E)

(ENG I N E STARTI NG)

(EXCLAIMI NG I N
FOREIG N LANG UAG E)

What you might caII
a Mexican screw off,
gentIemen .

(SHOUTI NG)

(ENG I N E SPUTTERI NG)

(BOAT HORN HON KI NG)

Pretty Iady.
1 00 baht.

No, no.
80 baht.

50 baht, pretty Iady.

ReaI eIephant.
50 baht.

(SPEAKI NG THAI)

(SHOUTI NG)

EIephant. Bargain ,
mister. 1 00 baht.

(SHOUTI NG I N
FOREIG N LANG UAG E)

EIephant.
ReaI eIephant.

50 baht.

You are very
handsome man .
40 baht.

For you , mister,
20 baht.

I'II teII you what, sonny,
I'II give you 20, 000 baht

if you can make this
heap go any faster.

(ENG I N E STARTI NG)

20, 000 baht.

I'm afraid I'II
have to owe you .

BIoody tourist!
20, 000 baht!

(SPEAKI NG THAI)

Goddamn little
brown water hog !

Oh , what's the matter,
J .W. , hon?

You just try that
in my bayou , boy!

I'd hauI your ass !

(SPEAKI NG I N
FOREIG N LANG UAG E)

Oh , look, J .W.

I just gotta have me
one of those cute
little eIephants.

EIephant?

We're Democrats,
MaybeIIe.

If you got your
little pointy heads
out of them pajamas,

you wouldn't be
Iate for work!

(ALL SHOUTI NG)

(LAUGHING)

J .W. : I knew it!

You pointy-heads
has no more idea

of traffic controI

than a goony bird !

(J .W. LAUG H I NG)

Get your cotton-picking
schnoz out of my pants.
Hear, now?

Boy. You is ugIy.

(G RU NTI NG)

(EXCLAIMI NG)

J .W. ?

Where are you?

(MEN SPEAKI NG CANTON ESE)

What do they
teach in that
schooI?

BaIIet dancing?

I find nothing remoteIy
amusing about Mr. Bond's
escape.

You underestimated him .

Even my influence
doesn't extend

into the British
Secret Service.

I shaII Iie
Iow, too.

I don't intend
to jeopardize
the project

in which I've
invested haIf
my fortune

when it's ready
to yieId biIIions.

Where will
you hide out?

That does not
concern you .

Take this.

Return it to the pIant

and don't Ieave there
without my permission .

May I remind you
that you work for me.

I took you on as
a junior partner

to be an occasionaI
convenience,
nothing more.

I did not hire
you to interfere
in my affairs.

Is that cIearIy
understood?

Yes. Very cIearIy.

I now regret having even
considered empIoying
your services.

But that is
beside the point.

Bond doesn't know
you're in Bangkok.

He's never seen you .
But he knows me.

That's the probIem .

That's no probIem .

What happened?

Mr. Fat has
just resigned .

I'm the new chairman
of the board .

He aIways did
Iike that mausoIeum .

Put him in it.

(TRADITIONAL MUSIC PLAYI NG)

Sorry about that, darIing .
It was H ip.

There's stiII no
sign of Hai Fat.

Every inquiry gets
a poIite OrientaI
brush-off.

WAITER:
With compIiments.

"Phuyuck?"

'74, sir.

I approve.

You do?

Oh , not the wine.

Your frock.

Tight in aII
the right pIaces.

Not too many buttons.

Standard uniform
for Southeast Asia.

The buttons are
down the back.

Designed by Q,
no doubt.

One of them's
a suicide piII ,
I suppose?

No, but the bottom
one has a homer in it.

How originaI .

A toast.

(SPEAKI NG PORTUG U ESE)

To this moment

and the moment
yet to come.

In our profession ,
I'm afraid ,

you never can count
on that moment to come.

Who knows where
you and I will be
this time next year?

Opposite sides of
the worId , most IikeIy.

That's too far apart.

Now, if H ip doesn't
come up with a Iead ,

there's reaIIy
nothing very much
for us to do tonight.

Or is there?

Oh , darIing ,
I'm tempted .

But killing a few
hours as one of your
passing fancies

isn't quite my scene.

(PEOPLE APPLAU DI NG)

(TRADITIONAL MUSIC PLAYI NG)

(MAN SI NG I NG THAI)

"Phuyuck."

(DOORKNOB CLICKI NG)

Ah . Goodnight, what
a pIeasant surprise.

My hard-to-get
act didn't Iast
very Iong , did it?

I was trained to
expect the unexpected ,

but they never prepared
me for anything Iike
you in a nightie.

James, I thought
this would never happen .

What made you
change your mind?

I'm weak.

(DOOR CLICKI NG)

(GASPS)
Don't move.

Miss Anders.

I didn't recognize you
with your cIothes on .

I bribed the beIIboy
to Iet me in .

I've come to warn you .

You're in
great danger.

I usuaIIy am .

That's why I use the
oId three-piIIow trick.

PIease beIieve me.
I'm risking my Iife
to come here.

well , your concern
for my well-being
is touching

but puzzIes me.

Scaramanga is
in Bangkok.

He was in Hong Kong , too,
but not after me.

We've been through
that routine.

He's a monster.
I hate him .

Then Ieave him .

You don't waIk
out on Scaramanga.

There's no pIace
he wouldn't find me.

You need a good Iawyer.

I need 007.

Who do you think
sent that buIIet

to London with
your number on it?

I did .

And it wasn't easy
getting his fingerprint
on the note.

You'll forgive me if
I've been a little
sIow on the uptake.

Don't you see you're
the onIy man in the
worId who can kill him?

What gives you
that idea?

The way Scaramanga
speaks about you .

Even has a
Iikeness of you .

I'm flattered .

I want him dead .

Name your price.
Anything . I'II pay it.

You can have me, too,
if you Iike.

I'm not unattractive.

At Iast you're starting
to teII the truth .

I've dreamed about you
setting me free.

I've been dreaming
about a soIex agitator.

Ever heard of one?

Perhaps you can
have that, too.

(WH ISPERI NG)
No, my cIothes
are in there.

I'II kill that woman .
Later.

(CLEARI NG TH ROAT)

Charming .

It was an inspiration
sending that buIIet.

(DOOR OPENS)

You're Iate.

It was a
doubIe feature.

What are you doing?

Putting my
jeweIry away.

You can come
out now.

What time is it?

2: 00-ish .

2: 00?

Do you mean I've been
in here for two hours?

AII in the
Iine of duty.

Duty? I'm resigning
in the morning .

Oh , Goodnight, come on ,
don't Iet us down .

The Service needs
women Iike you .

well , obviousIy you don't.

Forgive me, darIing .

Your turn will come,
I promise.

As soon as she
brings me that soIex.

For killing Scaramanga?

If she gets me
the soIex agitator first.

First?

James,
you must be good .

H mm .

We'II find out about
that the next time
I meet her.

She's making
the arrangements.

(AU DI ENCE CH EERI NG)

(REFEREE COU NTI NG
I N FOREIG N LANG UAG E)

Sorry I'm Iate.

Bangkok traffic's
worse than PiccadiIIy.

He's made contact.

How's the charm
boy doing?

Need you ask?

Meet you outside.

Did you bring it?

(COU NTI NG I N FOREIG N LANG UAG E)

DarIing , I Ieft it
in your handbag .

It must be in
here somewhere, dear.

I saw the man in
the shop give it to you .

Without the ticket,
we can't get a receipt
for customs.

You won't find it in
there, Mr. Bond .
I looked before you came.

I wouldn't do
that either.

Look behind you .

Lower.

A gun and a
bag of peanuts.
How originaI .

What will they
think of next?

(BELL DI NGS)

My name is Scaramanga.

Francisco Scaramanga.

I feeI I know you ,

aIthough I never
thought we shouId
ever reaIIy meet.

It's a very great
pIeasure for me,
Mr. Bond ,

thanks to Miss Anders.

You've a strange
way of showing
your gratitude.

A mistress cannot
serve two masters.

A difficuIt shot,
but most gratifying .

well , we aII get
our joIIies one way
or another.

Mine have aIways
been guns, Mr. Bond .

When I was a boy,
I was brought up
in a circus.

My onIy reaI friend
was a magnificent
African buII eIephant.

One day his handIer
mistreated him and
he went berserk.

BIeeding , dying ,

he came and found me.

Stood on one Ieg ,
his best trick,

picked me up and
put me on his back.

(VEN DOR SPEAKI NG
I N FOREIG N LANG UAG E)

The man emptied
the gun into his eye.

I emptied my
stage pistoI
into his.

An eye for an eye.

N ut?

(BELL DI NG I NG)

(SPEAKI NG CANTON ESE)

(AU DI ENCE CH EERI NG)

You see, Mr. Bond ,
I aIways thought
I Iiked animaIs

and I discovered that
I Iiked killing peopIe
even more.

Keep this. Whatever
you do, don't Iose it.

I have to get
back to heIp James.

Something's gone wrong?

There's a midget
with a gun on him .

A midget?

Same one I saw
outside the Bottoms U p.

And the girI is dead .
CaII the poIice.

(AU DI ENCE CH EERI NG)

Forget the girI .
She's repIaceabIe.

I shaII find what
she stoIe from me.

PersonaIIy, I've got
nothing against you ,
Mr. Bond ,

so Iet us hope our
paths never cross again .

PIease don't
try to foIIow me.

Your peanut-toting
friend back there
wouldn't Iike it.

No, he wouldn't.

You want to try
one of mine?

Where's the soIex?
I gave it to Goodnight.

And where's Goodnight?
Outside.

She must be
by the car.

(SCREAMI NG)

Women . WaIkie-taIkie.

Goodnight,
where are you?

Somebody locked me
in a boot.

In a what?

The midget's car.
I'm locked in.

It's a bronze car
with a bIack roof,
number 7543.

The keys.
I haven't got them .

Oh , no.

Goodnight, where
are the car keys?

I've got the keys.
And I've got the
soIex, too.

Taxi !

Stay in there,
Goodnight. We've
got you spotted .

H I P: Taxi ! Taxi !

(CARS HON KI NG)

How about a
demonstration , boy?

CertainIy, sir.

(CARS HON KI NG)

(TI RES SCREECH I NG)

What the heII
is going on?

Now I know you !

Oh , no.

You're that secret agent.

That EngIish secret
agent from EngIand .

(CARS HON KI NG)

You're chasing somebody.

Who you after this
time, boy? Commies?

Let's go get them .

I'm with you
aII the way.

(CARS HON KI NG)

U h-oh ! I think
we've got troubIe.

(HON KI NG)

PuII your cars over,
you little brown
pointy-heads !

I'm a peace officer!

GOODN IG HT ON WALKI E-TALKI E:
James, are you stiII there?
James?

Can you hear me? James !

AII right, Goodnight.
Don't panic.

Who's that?
It's. . .

It's headquarters.
Let me taIk to them .

Hello. This is Sheriff
J .W. Pepper, Louisiana
State PoIice.

Now, you caII my
wife at the Narai HoteI

and teII her
I'm on a mission.

I've been deputized .

Right?
Right.

Which car are we
aII chasing , boy?

(TI RES SCREECH I NG)

(SPEAKI NG THAI)

(TI RES SCREECH I NG)

(SPEAKI NG THAI)

(SI REN WAI LI NG)

(TI RES SCREECH I NG)

(CARS HON KI NG)

Move it! Move it!

(SPEAKI NG THAI)

Get that piece of
junk off the road !

(SPEAKI NG THAI)

(BOTH SPEAKI NG THAI)

(G RU NTI NG)

They went to
the Ieft, boy.

Press that pedaI , boy.

Where the heII
they got to?

You goofed , boy.

Nearest bridge
is two miIes back.

(TI RES SCREECH I NG)

J .W. : God damn ! What the. . .

What's going on?
What the heII you
doing now, boy?

The bridge is that way!

You're not thinking of. . .

I sure am , boy.

(CAR ACCELERATI NG)

Ever heard of
EveI KnieveI?

(EXCLAIMI NG)

(WHOOPI NG)

(CHUCKLING)

I never done
that before !

well , neither
have I , actuaIIy.

(SI RENS WAI LI NG)

Let's go get
them , boy!

You stay put, boy.
This is my department.

GIad to see you
boys are on the baII .

Sheriff J .W. Pepper,
Louisiana State PoIice.

Here's my
identification .

This is the Law
Enforcement Association ,
American Legion .

Me and my partner
here, we're on a
secret mission .

Hey! What the heII
you doing?

Hey! Give me
my waIIet back.

(LOU D H UMMI NG)

Doors.

J .W. : You can't
do this to me !

I want my
waIIet back!

Take these goddamn
braceIets off!

I'm gonna sue ya
for faIse arrest,
poIice brutaIity!

I got connections !
I'm gonna get the FBI
on your ass, the CIA.

God damn it,
I'm gonna get
Henry Kissinger!

Look at me when I'm
taIking to ya, boy!

What's the matter?

Ain't none of you
pointy-heads ever
seen an airpIane before?

GOODN IG HT ON WALKI E-TALKI E:
James? James,
are you stiII there?

Can you hear me?
I think we've stopped.

(GASPS)

BON D: That is reaIIy aII
there is to report, sir.

So, if I heard correctIy,
Scaramanga got away.

Yes, sir.

In a car that
sprouted wings.

That's perfectIy
feasibIe, sir.

As a matter of fact,
we're working on
one now.

Oh , Q, shut up.

And Miss Goodnight
was in the boot.
Yes, sir.

We found the
car-pIane abandoned

about 200 miIes
west of Bangkok.

And the soIex?
In Goodnight's
handbag , sir.

Where is
Goodnight now?

(SCOFFS)
We don't know, sir.

Communications aren't
picking up the signaI

from the homer she
has, suppIied by Q.

Rubbish ! They're
simpIy not stepping up

the reception
sufficientIy
to enabIe. . .

Oh , shut up, Q.

Of aII the fouIed-up,
haIf-witted operations.

(KNOCKI NG ON DOOR)

M: What do you want?

We've picked up
Goodnight's signaI , sir.

well , that's
something .

But there is something
rather curious, sir.

Our sector's here

and we're receiving
her signaI from
somewhere

off this coastIine
off shore here.

Now, here it is on
a much Iarger scaIe.

That's where she is.

In this group
of smaII isIands.

M: That's aII we need ,
Red Chinese waters.

well , we couId stray
inadvertentIy into
them , sir.

I couId fly Iow
under their
radar screen .

AbsoIuteIy out
of the question .

If the PM gets
to hear of this,

He'll hang me
from the yardarm .

OfficiaIIy, you
won't know a thing
about it, sir.

(RADAR BEEPI NG)

(SPEAKI NG CANTON ESE)

There's a smaII seapIane
approaching your isIand .

Do you want us to
take any action?

No. No, pIease
don't do anything .

Yes, it's a guest
I'm expecting .

No, he won't
be Ieaving .

(RADAR BEEPI NG)

(RADAR BEEPI NG RAPI DLY)

(SUSTAI N ED BEEP)

(BI RD CH ITTERI NG)

(G REETI NG I N FRENCH)

I am Nick Nack.

(SPEAKI NG FRENCH)

I prefer the '62 myseIf.

StiII , beats a
bag of peanuts.

Monsieur Scaramanga
will weIcome you
personaIIy.

Forgive me,
Mr. Bond .

A vuIgar dispIay,
but I couIdn't
resist it

because I am so
deIighted to see
you again .

A harmIess toy.

I am ,
as you can see now,
compIeteIy unarmed .

Cigarette?

We have so much
in common , Mr. Bond .

We have so much
to discuss,

and we will
never have this
opportunity again .

Ours is the
IoneIiest profession ,

so Iet us spend
a few pIeasant
hours together.

How can I refuse
such a gracious
invitation?

SpIendid .
SpIendid !

Nick Nack,
I expect you to
surpass yourseIf.

He's a Cordon BIeu ,
you know.

By the way, where's
Miss Goodnight?

Oh , she's around
here somewhere.

There's no way
for her to Ieave,

so she does
as she pIeases.

How do you
Iike my isIand?

A bit off the
beaten track,
isn't it?

It's rent-free.
I do my IandIords
an occasionaI favor.

A cozy arrangement.

Servant probIem ,
I suppose.

Not at aII .

Nick Nack does
for me very niceIy.

UsuaIIy there's just
the two of us,

but having guests
is no inconvenience.

We're entireIy
seIf-supporting .

We have every eIectricaI
Iaborsaving device

you couId
possibIy think of.

This is an air Iock,
as you are doubtIess
aware.

Automatic,
of course.

NaturaIIy, we have
an ampIe suppIy of
eIectricity here.

Let me show you .

This shouId run
a few eIectric
toothbrushes.

U p here.

BON D: A soIar
energy station .

So this is what
it's aII about.

ThermoeIectric
generators to convert

soIar energy
into eIectricity.

AII buiIt by Hai Fat's
construction company,
no doubt.

Somehow I seem to have
inherited it from him .

It's aII fuIIy automated .

That's Kra,
maintenance
and security.

He looks after
everything in here.

Nick Nack does everything eIse
when he isn't poIishing
the siIver.

They teII me the
eIectricity is stored
in here somewhere.

Science was never
my strong point.

Superconductivity coiIs
cooIed by Iiquid heIium .

If I were you ,
I wouldn't stick
my finger,

or anything eIse for
that matter, in there.

At 453 degrees
beIow zero,

that Iiquid heIium
would break it off
Iike an icicIe.

You reaIIy know far
more about it than
I do, Mr. Bond .

I'm arranging for
every country that
can afford the price

to send their experts here
to see for themseIves.

But no soIex untiI
the money is in
the bank. Right?

Right.

I have run across
simiIar situations.

Not what I've got here.

This way the highest
bidder can buiId

hundreds of
these stations

and seII franchises
for hundreds more.

He will IiteraIIy
have the sun in
his pocket.

A monopoIy on
soIar power.

The oiI sheiks will pay
you just to keep soIar
energy off the market.

The thought had
occurred to me.

This is the
coIIection point.

BON D: Ah . So that's
where it beIongs.

Our famous soIex in
the stiII down there

transmits heat to
the thermaI generators.

It's coIIected
through this?

But where is it
coIIected from?

You need the sun .

SCARAMANGA: Watch that
mushroom-shaped rock.

Ingenious, isn't it?

The paneIs Iock on to
the sun and then track
it automaticaIIy.

Something Iike
that, yes.

(SH RI LL BUZZI NG)

Ah .

Reflected through this,
those paneIs must
produce a heat

of at Ieast 3, 500
degrees Fahrenheit.

If you say so, Mr. Bond .

(BUZZI NG STOPS)

But I do know that
we can focus the power
wherever we want.

Over here.
I'II show you .

This is a bonus.

Goes with the soIex.
No extra charge.

This is the part
I reaIIy Iike.

(LASER FI RI NG)

Now, that's what
I caII soIar power.

That's what
I caII troubIe.

You must admit, Mr. Bond ,
I am now undeniabIy

the Man with
the golden Gun .

(GONG CLANG I NG)

Ah . Lunch .

This way, Mr. Bond .

Ah ! Miss Goodnight.

James !

Aren't we a little
overdressed , Goodnight?

I Iike a girI
in a bikini .

No conceaIed weapons.

Miss Goodnight,
pIease. Mr. Bond .

Now Iet's see what
Nick Nack has for us.

Ah . Mushrooms.

The fried mushroom
looks terribIy
interesting .

Yes, I noticed that.
I'II get around to
it Iater.

Having fun in
the sun , Goodnight?

Yes.

I couId stay
here forever.

H mm !

ExceIIent.

SIightIy reminiscent
of a '34 Mouton .

Then I must add
it to my ceIIar.

You Iive well ,
Scaramanga.

At a miIIion doIIars
a contract, I can
afford to, Mr. Bond .

You work for peanuts.

A hearty "well done"
from Her Majesty
the Queen

and a pittance
of a pension .

Apart from that,
we are the same.

To us, Mr. Bond .

We are the best.

There's a usefuI
four-Ietter word ,

and you're
fuII of it.

When I kill , it's on
the specific orders
of my government.

And those I kill are
themseIves killers.

Oh , come, come,
Mr. Bond .

You disappoint me.

You get as much
fuIfiIIment out
of killing as I do,

so why don't
you admit it?

I admit killing you
would be a pIeasure.

You shouId've done that
when you first saw me.

But then of course
the EngIish don't
consider it

sporting to kill in
coId bIood , do they?

Don't count on that.

I couId've shot you
down when you Ianded

but that would've
been ridicuIousIy easy.

You see, Mr. Bond ,
Iike every great artist,

I want to create
an indisputabIe

masterpiece once
in my Iifetime.

The death of 007,

(SPEAKI NG SPAN ISH)

face to face,

will be mine.

You mean , stuffed
and dispIayed over
your rocky manteIpiece?

That's an amusing idea,
but I was thinking
in terms of history.

A dueI between titans.

My golden gun
against your
WaIther PPK.

Each of us with
a 50-50 chance.

Six buIIets
to your one?

I onIy need one.

Sounds a bit oId-fashioned ,
doesn't it?

I mean , pistoIs at dawn ,
that sort of thing .

Indeed , it is,
Mr. Bond ,

but it stiII remains
the onIy true test
for gentIemen .

I doubt if you quaIify
on that score.

However, I accept.

As soon as I finish
this deIicious Iunch

that Nick Nack
has prepared for us.

Messieurs, I will remind you
this is un duel à la mort.

OnIy one of you can Ieave
the fieId of honor.

If a coup de grâce
is necessary,

as your referee,
I will administer it myseIf.

ON PA: I do not expect wounds.
OnIy a cIean kill.

On my command

each contestant
will take 20 paces.

Are you ready,
Monsieur Scaramanga?

Ready.

Are you ready,
Monsieur Bond?

Ready.

I will now
begin the count.

1 , 2, 3, 4, 5,

6, 7, 8, 9,

1 0, 1 1 , 1 2, 1 3,

1 4, 1 5, 1 6,

1 7, 1 8, 1 9, 20 !

(G U N FI RI NG)

(MACH I N E BEEPI NG)

(SH USH I NG)

If you kill him ,

aII this be mine.

This way, Monsieur Bond .

Monsieur,
good shooting .

I've never killed
a midget before,

but there can
aIways be a
first time.

Oh, monsieur.

(TSKI NG)

(G U N FI RI NG)

(MAN IACAL LAUG HTER ECHOI NG)

(LAUGHING)

(SALOON PIANO MUSIC PLAYI NG)

(G UNS FI RI NG)

(LAUGHING)

Nick NACK ON PA: You onIy
have three buIIe ts Ieft!

(CLICKI NG)

(Nick NACK LAUG H I NG)

I fooIed you.

(CLANG I NG)

(G U N FI RES)

(BEEPI NG)

(SCREAMI NG)

BON D: Goodnight.
James !

James.

Steady,
Goodnight.

Where is he?

FIat on his
coup de grâce.

Come on . Let's get
out of this fun paIace
and find that soIex.

Wait here.

I'II take care of
the maintenance man .

I aIready did .

I Iaid him out coId .

You did?
Yes.

There's more to you
than meets the eye,
Goodnight.

(BEEPI NG)

(ALARM BUZZI NG)

Goodnight, I hate to
ask stupid questions,

but where exactIy
did you knock him coId?

He Ianded
in that one.

Don't you
beIieve in signs?

We've got about
five minutes before his

body temperature
raises that heIium
well above zero.

Then this whoIe
damn pIace will
go sky high .

I'm sorry.
I didn't know.

kill the beam !

H it the master
override switch !

The what?

Goodnight?

Yes, James.

Now, Iisten carefuIIy.

There's a consoIe
up there.

Now, there must be
a scanner interIock
button on it.

Push it!

Goodnight, are
you stiII there?

It'II be on the
auxiIiary feedback
circuit.

Computer interIock.
Is that it?

J ust push every
damn button , will you?

Good girI , Goodnight.
You've done it.

Oh , I have?

Goodnight, get the heII out
of there ! I've got it!

(ALARM BLARI NG)

(EXPLOSION)

I hope you can
swim , Goodnight.

This way.

H is junk is moored
around the corner.

But, darIing ,
who is at the wheeI?

George.
George?

Automatic piIot.

We shouId make Hong Kong
in about eight hours.

Give or take a little.

I aIways wanted to take
a sIow boat from China.

(SCREAMI NG)

I'II kill you .

I'II kill you !

Why, you . . .

(G ROANS)

Nick NACK:
Wait! J ust wait!

Son of a bitch ! Ow!

Hey! Hey,
what are you doing?
Get in there.

Nick NACK: Ouch !

Come on !
I can't breathe !

(G RU NTS)
Ow!

You'll be sorry!

I may be smaII ,
but I never forget!

I'II kill you
if you don't Iet me
out of here ! Ow!

Let me out,
you big buIIy!

BON D: Shut up.

What did you
do with him?

What do you think?

Oh , James, you didn't.

Yes, I damn well did .

Got aII the gIass out
of the bed , I trust.

We don't want anything
eIse to disturb our
peace, do we?

Now, where were we?

Oh , James.

(WHIRRING)

What's the matter?

(CLEARS TH ROAT)

Something came up.

Hello?

Ah ! There you are, Bond .

well done.
Congratulations.

Thank you , sir.

Is Miss Goodnight with you?
I'd Iike a word with her.

hold on , sir.

Bond? Bond,
are you there?

Goodnight?

She's just coming , sir.

Goodnight?

Goodnight.
Good night, sir.

(SINGING) Good night,
Goodnight

Sleep well, my dear

No need to fear

James Bond is here

Oh, love is required
whenever he's hired

It comes just before the kill

No one can catch him

No hit man can match him

For his miIIion-doIIar skill

One golden shot means
another poor victim

Has come to a glittering end

If you want
to get rid of someone

The man with the golden gun

will get it done

He'll shoot anyone