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Ah.

Oleg.

Can it be that this egg is fertilized?

I thought so.

Take it away, Enrico.

You have it, McWhirter.

I'm sure you'd hate to see it wasted.

Fothergill calling. Fothergill calling.

Ugh.

Fothergill calling. Fothergill calling.

What is that woman up to now?

The diving tests for Basilio and Borg.

Yes, Mrs. Fothergill?

Basilio's back.

He is carrying on like a baby, but he's back.

And Borg?

He is down now.

Ah.

Hmm.

That one.

No, no. That one.

Oh, decisions, decisions.

Both!

Borg has a weak heart...

Shh! I can't bear to hear them screaming.

It's a proved fact that lobsters feel no pain.

It's just wind escaping.

Don't be revolting.

Mmm.

Fothergill calling.

Yes, Mrs. Fothergill?

Borg has failed.

Ahem.

How can I eat lobster...

when the lobsters are eating Borg?

I shall never forgive myself.

Take it away, Enrico.

We can't do it without Borg.

Well, uh, there are...

two other men that I would trust...

to crack that strongroom.

Yourself, of course.

Myself...

and Willie Garvin.

Here. We now have been through...

some scrapes together, have we?

Funny how we always survived, isn't it?

Survived... each other?

Well, we shared the fights.

But never shared the nights.

Perhaps we should have.

We could have.

# At Covent Garden, il trovatore #

# We were shot at in the stalls #

# They all believed it was in the story #

# And we took nine curtain calls #

Perhaps eight would have been enough.

# We've shared the thrills #

# We've even shared the kills #

# But such a perfect pair #

# Should surely share a bedroom #

You know, it's cheaper too.

It ain't.

# The other summer in Arizona #

# I was sentenced to the chair #

# But they didn't realize I knew the owner #

# Of the power station there #

# We've bombed and mined but never intertwined #

# We were crazy #

You know.

# I was lazy #

I know.

# Yes, we should've, and we could've #

# Perhaps we can #

If Gabriel doesn't attack us soon...

we'll have to have lunch.

That's what you really want, isn't it?

Always the grubstakes.

Hello.

Here! That constitutes very flash behavior.

Mm-hmm.

Should we have a laugh?

We're laughing.

- Ha ha ha! - Ha ha ha!

Need a smoke, any rate.

They're set for 10 minutes.

Mmm.

Oh, no. Not you!

Mmm.

How the devil did you get a passport, Garvin?

Just because I'm working-class?

Lower-class you mean, surely.

Where are you taking us?

London.

Paul, darling.

Jacquelyn, darling.

Let us go, and we'll lead you to Gabriel.

We've played the truth game.

Now we're going to play consequences.

Come along.

Willie, we've got to be more conspicuous.

Do you mean really flash?

Gabriel!

Gabriel!

Gabriel!

Gabriel!

Gabriel!

Gabriel.

Gabriel!

Gabriel.

Gabriel.

Gabriel.

Gabriel.

I'm beginning to think he doesn't want us.

Shall we give up?

Home to bed? Why not?

Why not?

Why not?

Why not?

# Why not? #

Why not?

Why not?

# Why not? #

Miss Blaise, I prefer you blond...

as you are now.

Ha ha ha ha!

Who is it?

An admirer.

Weren't you expecting me to call?

Ha.

You've taken your time.

Where are you?

On the pretty little white boat below your window.

Ha ha ha ha!

It's not mine, of course. Mamma's.

Much better.

I offer you a flag of truce...

and a delicious breakfast.

Hmm.

If you have a good champagne.

Excellent.

I suppose you'll want to change.

I'll send my launch for you in half an hour.

An hour.

An hour?

An hour.

Eggs?

Not Dutch.

Everything.

To Modesty Blaise.

Gabriel.

You know, it's been a long time.

1958.

Mmm.

Very well, Oleg. You can leave us.

You know...

I think I prefer you...

dark.

As you like.

Ha.

The royal box at Ascot...

picking pockets.

One has to start somewhere, you know.

Mmm.

Your first mistake.

My last.

You really are very beautiful.

I haven't been dead for two years.

Very good for one's image.

Mmm.

The payroll of the Turkish fleet...

Ah... marvelous.

Your Brussels job... superb.

Two Botticellis and one Grandma Moses.

One Botticelli...

two Grandma Moses.

We really should be partners, you know.

Ah. If I gave the orders.

Suffragette.

Psychopath.

We are under a flag of truce, remember?

Now, then, about the diamonds.

Oh. About breakfast.

I have a plan.

I have Willie Garvin.

And you're also working for Her Majesty's government.

Tck tck tck tck.

Your second mistake.

Ha.

I get my information my own way.

Naturally.

Which is why we should be partners.

And, as partners, you can trust me.

Not so hard, Mrs. Fothergill, not so hard.

Lady. Lady.

Ah, Miss Blaise.

How are you feeling?

Do sit down.

Headache?

I'm so sorry.

May I present Miss World.

I'm sorry, princess.

I was on the job.

Working overtime.

Where are you taking me?

You're on board the Andronicus...

bound from Bizerte to Dubrovnik...

with a cargo of fruit and nuts.

He's a fruit merchant, see.

He is a nut.

That's enough of that.

Your Mr. Garvin is going to help us.

Otherwise...

I really can't say it.

It's just pure melodrama.

I'm not fussy. I will say it for you.

Oh, please, no.

If he doesn't, you will be killed.

Who's the bird with the beady eyes?

You've got three hours to master the job.

Rehearsals start in five minutes.

Search her thoroughly.

Your clothes have been searched. Give me your watch.

All right. Take that off.

There's your belt back...

Pretty but harmless.

That's all very well...

but woolen knickers to the knees...

are better for your health.

Ah.

Scorpio.

Mm-hmm.

There is a sting in my tail.

Enrico, have those vetted.

Hey, love. Thanks.

We'll keep her little arsenal.

She can have those back.

Ha ha ha ha!

Oh, no!

Yes! Everything's delightfully normal...

The rattle of coffee cups...

the tinkle of music.

No sign of Modesty.

Then she's somewhere below.

Found that registration?

The owner is a Greek.

Inevitably. What's his name?

Callimanedis.

And flying the Panamanian flag...

so that we can't board her.

Uh, take a look at that chap...

with the bald head, pouring out the coffee.

Gabriel?

Most probably.

Hello.

Ah!

The Tyboria.

Right on time.

The plot thickens.

Cigarette?

We better get cracking.

Gabriel's design?

He's building another one for outer space...

- Just in case. - Ready?

Ready!

Go!

Full many a gem of purest ray serene...

the dark, unfathomed caves of an ocean bear.

Your antisonic device?

Japowski.

The best.

Your guidance system?

Burroughs...

concealed in a crate of jade.

Shipped by you.

Now transmitting to the submarine capsule.

They should be in touch with the Tyboria just about now.

They should be dropping the pilot.

Our first contact is magnetic.

Not strong enough.

It will hold them till they drop the pilot.

The pilot boat.

The pilot boat.

The Jacob's Ladder is down.

In my opinion...

you cut this possibly too fine.

I've given them the tools.

They must finish the job.

Their screw's turning.

How's your drink?

How's Willie?

Ah.

I'm in, darling.

I just hope it's the right ship.

He's in the alleyway between the water tanks.

How is the timing?

Exact!

Remember your promise.

When we get home.

No. Now, you said, at sea...

a death on the ocean wave.

C'est plus amusante comme ca, non?

You must learn to sip your pleasures...

Mrs. Fothergill.

Don't gulp them all down at one go!

Pronto!

Hello, Captain.

There's a small cargo ship... the Andronicus...

flying an Iberian flag.

She's been standing off a mile from us on a parallel course.

Andronicus?

Andronicus?

Captain, get the covers off the guns...

and, Captain, check on that strongroom again.

"Fragile.

Porcelain. "

Ah, yes.

All present and correct, intact.

What's that?

Looks like a fish.

I'm an idiot!

They're not on that yacht.

They're on that bloody cargo boat.

I'm not a desiccated calculating machine...

like you, McWhirter.

Nor yet a roaring psychopath...

like you, dear lady.

I am the villain of the piece...

and I have to condemn you to death.

But I am the heroine.

Don't I get away?

Perhaps.

Convey Mr. Garvin to the tower.

And take Modesty to the cell...

which I have prepared for her.

Yes...

this is the way out.

Hmm.

On what terms?

Mine.

My island...

my kingdom.

Join me, Modesty.

We're a match for each other.

To destroy you would be like destroying myself...

but together, we could inherit the earth.

The terms.

We share the diamonds...

and you eliminate Garvin.

I'll eliminate Mrs. Fothergill.

No.

McWhirter, tell Mrs. Fothergill...

to meet me on the Angel Terrace in one hour's time.

You come too, and bring your ledgers.

Aah!

You're nice.

I'm sorry we had to stop.

Aah!

Mmm.

Ha ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha!

Splat!

Ha ha ha ha!

Princess!

Kick the bucket!

Aah!

Chilean pesos are no use in Calcutta.

We shall have to use Vladivostok.

It would mean a loss of three mil...

Three million...

which would be quite unnecessary.

I entirely agree.

Callimanedis sent us a bill...

for dilapidations to his yacht.

Ignore it.

What does he expect for $10,000?

What is that woman up to?

Ha ha ha!

Basilio, Oleg, Strauss!

Garvin and Blaise have escaped!

The diamonds.

Come on, you idiot!

After you, sir.

We've had it, princess!

The moment of truth!

Yeah! This is it.

Been nice working with you, pea.

You know, Willie, we should have.

Yeah, I suppose we should.

I don't know, though.

What?

Well, I mean...

it's sort of less common this way, isn't it?

Here. Give us a kiss, princess.

Modesty Blaise!

Look, Willie!

Modesty Blaise!

Here comes the sheik now. His banner's flying.

We've got Gabriel on the run.

# We will be lovebirds and give up spying #

# When this battle has been won #

Modesty Blaise!

# Just you and me #

# A cottage by the sea #

# With roses around the door #

# And babies on the floor, dear #

# We'll take a dream boat #

# And sail away now #

# To the land of sweet romance #

# Just me and you, a quiet place #

Modesty Blaise!

# We'll have a donkey in the stable #

# For peaceful donkey rides #

# I light the candles on the table #

# By a cozy fireside #

# Just you and I... #

Stop wasting it!

Get down there. Go on.

# And on the sand #

# We'll wander hand in hand #

# We will get married #

Mm-hmm.

# In the chapel #

# You'll give me a wedding ring #

# At eventide, we'll wander side by side #

# All alone now #

# On our own now #

# Yes, we should do, and we could do #

# Now we can #

Put it down.

Don't point.

It's rude.

Tarrant speaking.

Tarrant?

Minister? Minister, we've done it.

Mission accomplished.

- Well done. - Thank you, sir.

Hmm.

Sir.

# Gimme water #

# I want ice #

# Gimme water #

# Ice, man #

# Ice is nice #

Your third mistake.

# Ice is nice #

# Ice is nice #

# Gimme ice, man #

# Mm-mmm, gimme ice, man #

# Carrie, Carrie #

# Carrie, Carrie #

# Carrie, Carrie #

Nobilesco.

Champagne.

Champagne.

Champagne.

Champagne.

Champagne.

No! No! No! No!

McWhirter, my God, I thought you were mother.

Ahh.

What can I do for you, my son?

Mmm. Nothing. Nothing.

You can ask for anything.

Anything?

Anything.

The diamonds.

Hmm?

Ha ha ha ha!

# Carrie, Carrie, Carrie #

# Hey, now, gimme ice, ice, man #

# Modesty #

# Modesty #

# Modesty #

# Modesty #

# Modesty #

# Modesty #

# Modesty #

# Modesty #