Dr. No Page #4

You see that, Captain?

That there's the Caribbean.

That's where.

Fishing.

I'm interested in fishing.|I'd like to charter your boat.

I'm sorry, Captain. It's not for hire.

It seems I came to the wrong address.

That's all right, Captain. Now, if you'll|excuse me, I got business to attend to.

Hey, Pussfeller.

Well, if it ain't my friend|what gets addresses mixed!

You got the right one,|if you likes good eating.

I do, if the... conversation matches it.

Back at the boat too public.

- In there it different.|- Well, after you.

Sure thing.

- Hey, man! See we get a bit of privacy.|- Nothing but, Quarrel. Nothing but.

- Take a seat.|- No, I'm fine.

OK, mister.|Supposing you start the conversation.

Now how's about it?

Ain't no use you struggling.|Pussfeller wrestles alligators.

Right. Up slowly and face that wall.

Hold it.

Gently, bud. Gently.

Let's not get excited.

Frisk him.

Nothing.

Interesting.|Where were you measured for this?

My tailor. Savile Row.

Is that so? Mine's a guy in Washington.

Felix Leiter. Central Intelligence Agency.

You must be James Bond.

- You mean we're fighting the same war?|- Yeah. I spotted you at the airport, but...

when you left with the opposition|I figured I must be wrong.

Quarrel's been helping me.

- No hard feelings, I hope?|- Glad to know you, Mr Bond.

Pussfeller owns the place.

- I hope he cooks better than he fights!|- Nobody died from my cooking - yet!

## Down Kingston town, you know, #|# all the people go jump up #

# Wavin' arms about, leapin' in and out #

# It's so easy to jump up #

# Take a pretty girl, take a whirl #

# And then do it again, again jump up #

# Hold her very tight, #|# then for all the night #

# Jump up #

# Jump up, jump up #

# Jamaica jump up, jump up #

# Jamaica jump-up music #

# Jamaica never want to stop jump-up #

# Jump up, jump up #

# Jamaica jump up, jump up #

# Jamaica jump-up music #

# Jamaica never want to stop jump-up #

Cape Canaveral is screaming. ##

With this moon rocket launch,|they don't want anything to go wrong.

And Strangways didn't think|the interference came from here?

I suppose you cased the joint?

I checked - unofficially.

You Limeys can be touchy|about trespassing.

Strangways and Quarrel|checked the offshore islands.

- You found nothing?|- Not a thing.

- Where did you look?|- Just about most everywhere.

Fire Island, Crab Key, Morgan's Reef.

Checked them all?

All except Crab Key.|We didn't have no right to go there.

- Why not?|- It belongs to a Chinese...

Get her, Quarrel - and the camera.

Evening, missis.

You're hurting!

The Captain wants you|to have a drink with us.

You're hurting me!

You can't mean it.

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