The World is Not Enough Page #3

EXT. MI-6 - LONDON - DAY

Tate Gallery in background, the seaplane moors beneath the

vast stepped cake that is MI-6. Bond exits with the

suitcase.

INT. SECURITY, MI-6 - DAY

CAMERA MOVES with Bond as he enters this secret, hi-tech

world. He passes through countless security procedures,

watched by an attentive staff.

Bond scoops the money out of the suitcase. Three million

sterling in tightly bundled hundreds makes quite a sight. He

flicks his finger through the last wad, tosses it down

wistfully. A blue light scans it on three axis.

The money is bundled into a clear plastic bag, put on a tray

and wheeled through a series of barred enclosures into the

SECURE ROOM. Bond hands the suitcase to a STAFF MEMBER.

BOND:

Have this checked, see what you can get

off it.

INT. MONEYPENNY?S OFFICE, MI-6 - DAY

Bond appears, hiding something behind his back. Moneypenny

brightens.

MONEYPENNY:

James. Brought me a souvenir from

Geneva?

He produces the cigar, now in a large phallic TUBE. Stands

it end up on the desk.

BOND:

Thought you might want one of these.

MONEYPENNY:

(beat, deadpan)

I gave up a long time ago.

(nods to M?s door)

She?s in with Sir Robert.

INT. M?S OFFICE, MI-6 - DAY

Bond enters. SIR ROBERT KING is perched on the edge of M?s

desk. Two glasses, a bottle of scotch open.

M:

Sir Robert King, James Bond.

King moves toward Bond with an easy, patrician smile. Bond

notes a TINY BADGE in his lapel -- like the glass eye of a

stuffed snake.

SIR ROBERT:

Thanks for getting my money back --never

expected to see it again. You?re the

kind of man I could use. Though I won?t

offend certain parties by asking you to

join King Industries.

King looks to M, smiling.

BOND:

Construction?s not exactly my line.

M:

Quite the opposite, in fact.

She couldn?t resist. King smiles at Bond. As he goes, he

gives M a respectful kiss on the cheek. The door closes. M

turns.

BOND:

Old friend?

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