Never Say Never Again Page #3

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Have a nice day.

Jack!

Bravo!

Oh, no! No!

Oh!

My poor angel. My sweet baby.

Mr. Kovacs, how much longer?

They're coming. They're almost in range.

Range safety officer to base. Alert.

Radar confirms both missiles

on descent trajectory. Repeat.

What the hell's going on here?

They've got maximum thrust,

but they're still going down.

About to cross minimum cruise height.

Descending below minimum cruise height.

Damn! We've lost them.

We've got them.

Well, Kovacs?

The fish are netted.

Put them on ice.

I am supreme commander of SPECTRE,

the Special Executive

for Counterintelligence,

Terrorism, Revenge and Extortion.

Yesterday morning,

the American Air Force

launched two cruise missiles

from Swadley airbase in Great Britain.

Through the ingenuity of SPECTRE,

the dummy warheads they carried

were replaced with live nuclear warheads.

Your weapons of destruction are

now safely in our possession

and will be moved to two secret targets.

Please note the serial

numbers of the missiles.

They will confirm the truth.

Your weapons of deterrence did

not deter us from our objective.

A terrible catastrophe now confronts you.

However, it can be avoided by paying

a tribute to our organization,

amounting to 25o/o of your respective

countries' annual oil purchases.

We have accomplished two of the functions

that the name SPECTRE embodies,

terror and extortion.

If our demands are not

met within seven days,

we shall ruthlessly apply

the third, revenge.

That would be $25 billion a year!

Order, gentlemen, please. Order!

These demands would destabilize

the monetary system!

I call this meeting to order!

The foreign secretary wishes to address you!

Lord Ambrose.

Gentlemen, we are faced with

the ultimate nightmare,

the abduction of nuclear warheads.

But how is this possible?

Up to this point, our fail-safe

procedures relating to nuclear hardware

have been absolutely foolproof.

I hope the American government realizes

its awesome responsibility in this matter.

NATO has a joint responsibility

to solve this problem, gentlemen.

But if this gets out, it

will cause worldwide panic.

How well has this

information been contained?

Apart from those present in this room,

the information resides only with

the CIA and British Intelligence.

Wonderful. That means by now

it's all over the Kremlin.

I know your feelings, M, but I insist

you reactivate the double-0's.

As you wish, sir.

Maximilian Largo, born Bucharest, 1945.

Industrialist and philanthropist.

Resident Nassau, Bahamas. No

known criminal activities...

Here you are.

You still here, Moneypenny?

You should be in bed.

James, we both should be.

Instead I'm looking everywhere for you.

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