Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

In Capri. I was there with my brother, FranÁois.
Stand by. Five seconds.
I saw him last night at Shrublands, but he was dead.
- Was she losing altitude just before? - Rapidly. We can't scan below 300 feet
- Ask Records to verify it. - Sorry, sweetie. You're offduty.
I've a very important appointment.
Our Mr Bond must have a high opinion of himself.
- Open the underwater hatch. - Open underwater hatch.
In the event of a rebreather not being available, use this device.
I think he got the point.
Take these.
My dear Prime Minister.
- How could I know that? - That you'll have to find out.
Once again, the headlines...
Cocoon's away.
Somebody's going to wish today had never happened.
Thank you.
You dress quickly too. I didn't see that gun in the mirror.
Do you like wild things, Mr. Bond, James Bond?
Emilio wants to leave.
We've got to find that plane.
Turn the underwater lights on.
Not possible. He was seen boarding the Vulcan. Took off last night.
- Who was he? - Like I said, a small fish.
Nowhere. I thought I'd take a little... exercise.
You're late, Mr Bond.
As I said: later.
precisely at 20 degrees north,
- What happened? - It's a long story.
Oh, those damned aeroplanes!
What do you do for your thesis?
Now move!
I regret to inform you all of the death of SPECTRE Number Six.
It won't start!
RAFJET Mike Bravo X-ray.
This bed feels like a cage.
I'm very glad to see you again, Mr Bond.
- No, it most certainly could not. - Oh, hello.
Decepticon is Got a Point.
Like Thunderball
- That's very kind. - It will be my pleasure.
On the contrary.
I've been admiring your form.
Yes, I thought I saw a spectre at your shoulder.
Smashing figure! I don't suppose that has anything to do with your request!
She couldn't cover 500 miles in that time, no.
- How long have you been out here? - About three weeks.
- You haven't seen anything? - No.
- Will I see you again? - It's a small island.
But he thinks that the fight is worth it all
Questions, questions. All I get is questions.
To the sea, on the far side ofPalmyra. Perhaps it is important, after all.
- I'm sorry. No mail. - Thank you.
- In half an hour, Pat. - I'll be ready.
Then we shall have to pay up and look as happy as we can, shan't we?
Arms above your head, please.