James Bond 007: Yesterday and Today Page #2

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You poor dear.

I can't think how

it could have happened.

I can tell you, it's a miracle

I came back when I did.

I can only think that you must have

pushed the switch accidentally.

You better come along with me.

Spend a few minutes in the steam room.

It'll help to relax you.

- Yes.

- Might even shrink you back to size.

Somebody's going to wish

today had never happened.

You wouldn't tell Dr. Wain.

Please, I'd lose my job.

Well, I suppose my silence

could have a price.

You don't mean... Oh, no.

Oh, yes.

See you later, irrigator.

- What the hell are you doing?

- Don't you worry. I'll tell the chef.

Let me out of this bloody machine!

Help!

Mink.

It reduces the tensions.

Not mine.

Major Derval's social secretary.

- I would like to speak to Mr. Angelo.

- What's that?

- Mr. Angelo.

- I'm sorry.

You got the wrong number.

You don't think you could be

more comfortable if you take off this...

- Yes?

- Major Derval?

- This is Major Derval.

- Your car is waiting.

I'll be down right away. Thank you.

My car's here. Duty calls.

The story of my life.

You'll be late at the air base.

Besides, it will give you

time to cool off.

You'll be here when I come back?

But I may not be in the mood then.

- Do you wanna bet?

- You know your Francois.

I know me.

All right.

- I told him I'd be down.

- Your coat, sir.

Happy landing!

Thank you.

Be good, at least until I get back.

- Nobody saw us. The corridor's empty.

- Shut the door!

He's dead all right.

Lippe, you take over.

- Are the doctor and ambulance outside?

- Everything as arranged.

Angelo.

Your breathing equipment.

Isolates you from the oxygen supply.

Gamma gas. Instantaneous.

Type you just used. And most important...

Not enough.

- What are you trying to say?

- I changed my mind.

Two years of my life...

studying the film, the reports...

plastic operations, voice lessons.

Make it a quarter of a million,

or get someone else.

- There is no one else.

- Exactly. I am Derval.

Put that away. Angelo is right.

I'll inform Number One

we made a new arrangement.

This is merely a down payment.

All right, but against

a quarter of a million.

- Agreed.

- His watch.

Identification Disc.

- Au revoir!

- No, he always says ciao.

The cap's too far back on your head.

The rest of my money,

just have it ready.

Come on. Get him into his pajamas.

Sir, identity, please.

Thank you, sir.

This is a normal training sortie,

and you'll be accompanied...

by a NATO representative,

Commandant Derval...

Major Derval of NATO.

It's a routine flight.

You'll be flying a Vulcan...

at an altitude of 45,000 feet...

armed with two atomic bombs,

M.O.S. Type.

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