Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Shot by Bond while he is posing as a statuette
- But, darling, who is at the wheel? - George.
- What time is it? - Two-ish.
This is Miss Anders. Room 602.
We were never to meet, Mr Scaramanga.
The bullet went through him.
I could have shot you when you landed, but that would have been too easy.
If you got your little pointy heads out of them pajamas,
Without the ticket, we can't get a receipt.
That's too far apart.
I've learned to live with it.
You don't walk out on Scaramanga.
Not here.
Their father runs a karate school.
That's what I call trouble.
I sure am, boy!
I wouldn't go so far as to say that.
because, if he doesn't get them, he may not show up at the Bottoms Up.
- For killing Scaramanga? - If she gets me the solex agitator first.
It's locked.
Now look at me when I'm talkin' to ya, boy.
You work for peanuts. A well done from the Queen and a pittance of a pension.
oh cristo gg bro
Down the hatchway, please.
Friday Dance fg
Mmm...
Darling!
- What do you want? - We've picked up Goodnight's signal, sir.
Opposite sides of the world, most likely.
On a cost-per-bullet basis, he must be your best customer.
And everything else warm?!
- Soda or ginger ale? - Ginger ale, please.
Bottoms up
I don't want to either.
My name's Bond. James Bond.
You're late.
Are you ready, Monsieur Scaramanga?
When I kill it's under specific orders of my government.
However, I accept.
What do they teach in that school? Ballet dancing?
May I see it, Lieutenant?
You underestimated him.
Sorry I'm late, James, but your signal from Macau just reached the office.
Bond doesn't know you're in Bangkok. He's never seen you, but he knows me.
You just try that in my bayou, boy! I'd haul your ass!
At a million dollars a contract, I can afford to, Mr Bond.
I wonder what it can be.
Mr Bond, bullets do not kill. It is the finger that pulls the trigger.
An inch too low.
I like a girl in a bikini. No concealed weapons.
You're getting warmer.
- I'll kill that woman. - Later!
Eat my ass
Move away from there!
I'm sorry. I didn't know.
In all sorts of ways.
Or until he kills me.