Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

How soon do we have to go?
I'm Brad Whitaker. Didn't expect to see you in Tangiers.
Not yet. James Bond hasn't laid a finger on him.
We've uncovered a plot by General Koskov
James is trapped. You must help him!
Wonderful!
Don't worry. We've convinced the British that Pushkin is a danger.
He's using the down payment to buy this opium instead.
- Why me? - He has the impression you're the best.
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Unless Pushkin can be... How do you say?
(shouts in Russian)
James Bond... Need to know only...
This is a mission, not a fancy-dress ball.
It's for you.
- You're a friend of his? - We've been through quite a lot together.
- Block the runway! - Da.
- What are you up to? Selling dope? - Not so loud.
I don't know what you two are scheming,
I telephoned Whitaker. Georgi was there. He told me the truth.
I'll need papers for her... Tonight. I have to get her out of the country by tomorrow.
- May I ask why? - Smien‘ Spionom.
Go, James. Over and out.
Is it real or just a dream?
even you.
They all have names.
Stun gas. Effective range? Ooh, about five feet.
That's not true. I...
Thank God you're still alive!
- Shall I have vodka martinis sent up? - Shaken, not stirred.
How do you like my pantheon of great commanders?
Scouring plug to clean out the pipeline. This one's been designed to carry a man.
- The foie gras is excellent. - Da, da. As Russians say,
In the diplomatic bag.
If you wait here, sir, I'll find the chief.
(machine-gun fire)
Right. I'll need some plastic explosives and a timer.
James!
I'm the one they frame
These are serious accusations, Bond. What are you up to?
Permission to emigrate and enjoy the amenities of the West?
You can tell Allah when you see him!
Take me on the wheel.
(sirens)