The Spy Who Loved Me Page #2

has come to bid you farewell,

I congratulate both you,

Doctor, and you, Professor,

on your brilliant work

in the development

of the submarine tracking system.

Thanks primarily to you, I'm happy to say

that the first phase of our operation

has met with considerable success.

I have instructed my assistant to have

paid into your Swiss bank account

the sum of ten million dollars each.

- Thank you, sir.

- Thank you indeed.

And that, I think, concludes our business.

Before you go, however,

I very much regret to inform you

that a dangerous development has

recently been brought to my notice.

Someone has been attempting to sell

the plans of our tracking project

to competing world powers.

Someone intimately associated

with the project.

My dear, it would perhaps be

more seemly if you were to leave us.

Thank you.

It was you who betrayed me.

You had access to all the information.

And now you will pay the penalty.

Once again, gentlemen,

my most profound thanks.

- Sandor.

- Yes, sir.

Jaws.

I'm assigning you the task

of recovering the microfilm copy

of the tracking system.

Sandor, you will go with him. Obey him.

Every person who even comes

into contact with that microfilm

is to be eliminated.

Stand by for helicopter takeoff.

A/I personnel clear

of the flight-deck platform.

Cancel transfer of 20 million dollars.

Inform next of kin that a tragic accident

has resulted in the deaths of

Professor Markovitz and Dr Bechmann.

The funeral was at sea.

- Fade! Kadeer.

- Garabna-

Sh ukran

- Shukran.

- Afwan.

- Assalaam alaykum.

- Ala ykum assalaam.

May the peace of Allah descend upon this

abode and allow a poor traveller to enter.

May the hospitality of these miserable

quarters be sufficient to your needs.

James Bond! What a delightful surprise

after all these years. Do sit down.

Thank you.

I wondered what you were going to do

when you went down from Cambridge.

I never had any problems knowing what

you were going to do, Hosein. Shukran.

We don't only have oil, you know.

What can I offer you?

Sheep's eyes, dates? Vodka martini?

Information. Who is putting the submarine

tracking system on the market?

What a pity it is you persist

in being so businesslike.

The gentleman you will eventually

be dealing with is a certain Max Kalba.

- Eventually?

- To reach Kalba,

you must first make contact

with a man called Fekkesh, Aziz Fekkesh.

I'll give you the address of his apartment

in Cairo, but it's too late to meet today.

Can I persuade you

to accept a bed for the night?

It's kind of you, Hosein, but

I really feel I...

Are you quite sure

I can't persuade you to stay the night?

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