Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, dear Georgi!
Thank you, sir.
Come, Kara.
- Ah! What are these here for? - For murder.
- Enough talk! - Relax, Georgi.
I didn't kill him. Bond did.
- I must get my cello. - No way!
We have time.
Move.
Bond!
to disinform British Intelligence.
Kara Milovy, talented scholarship cellist,
You dumb, stubborn, stupid...
(Moroccan music)
- A wolf whistle. - You mean, um...
That girl didn't know one end of a rifle from the other.
Amazing this modern safety glass
(camera clicks)
rd the goat
General Gogol, Miss Kara Milovy.
Cut off of Bond's foot with a knife and falls to his death while holding Bond's boot in his arms
That's tomorrow.
Taxi!
The chief wants you.
(beeping)
She has so many talents!
I'll file that with the other secret information.
SO|d for $150,000
Look, this is highly irregular. I won't get the OK from London today.
Sorry to say your popgun is no match for the latest body armour!
(call to prayer)
It's all a mistake! I stole nothing!
Ha ha ha ha!
- Did you...? - I'd rather not talk about it.
Don't think.
- (whistles) - (key ring beeps)
Here, wave this.
Are you going to stay in France now?
Pushkin is... How you say... History.
(beeping)
(shouts in Afghan)
That's too bad, Bond.
- Who's that for? - You, comrade.
What the hell are you trying to do, 007? Start World War Ill?
- What's all this? - We've been watching Pushkin
- Where's the car? - In the alley out the back.
- (whistles) - (key ring beeps)
We must leave immediately, before they pick you up again.
It's just had a new coat of paint!
We'd better go.
- Now, where's our man? - In the box. Between the KGB minders.
Please be calm
Save the darkness