For Your Eyes Only Page #5

Yes, well, you get your clothes on,

and I'll buy you an ice cream.

Shall we?

Don't you ever come up for air?

That's why I'll get the gold medal--

breath control.

Yes, well, you can't lose.

And now, Erich Kriegler...

Iast year's East European champion.

There's Erich Kriegler.

The East German champion?

Isn't he beautiful?

You know something, Bibi?

You're fickle.

Hey, Erich!

Come on, let's go watch him shoot.

We'll have a drink

at the finish.

Well, Bibi, I'm afraid

I have to leave you.

- No, James, stay with me.

- I have an appointment.

Will you come and say good-bye to me

at the practice rink later?

Please, James, we're going back

to Greece soon.

All right, but if I can't make it...

all I can say is

don't grow up any more.

- Huh?

- The opposite sex won't survive it.

Won't take long.

- Don't play with any of the switches.

- Right.

What took you so long?

I took the scenic route.

Tell me more about your boyfriend,

Erich Kriegler.

He doesn't smoke, he only eats health

foods and he won't even talk to girls.

James, you're jealous.

Of course. What else can you tell me

about my rival for your affections?

They say he's a defector

from East Germany.

It is time

for your rubdown.

I could eat you up alive.

Farewell, Mr. Bond,

but not good-bye.

I'll be finished around 6::00.

Meet me here.

How did you know I was here?

I radio telephoned the Triaina,

and they told me you were coming ashore.

I have to go shopping for the crew.

Come with me, we can talk.

Why not?

Thank you.

I think you may need that.

My father loved the view

from here.

- I can see why.

- We came here often.

- Is Corfu your home?

- No.

My real home's always been

the Triaina, the Greek islands...

Turkey, North Africa--

wherever my father's work took us.

Did he leave any notes?

They could help us.

No, I don't think so.

To tell you the truth...

I haven't had the courage

to go into his study since.

Try not to think about it now.

I'm meeting a man tonight

at the casino who may give us a lead.

You're perspiring, Bunky.

Contessa.

500,000.

Only half?

Where's your courage, Bunky?

Courage is no match

for an unfriendly shoe, Countess.

Bravo, Bunky.

Lucky night.

The odds favor standing pat.

If you play the odds.

Would you cash these in

for me, please?

Thank you. Excuse me.

Aperitif, please?

Ouzo for me, please.

And a whiskey.

And to eat?

I'll have the prawns,

salad and Bourdetto.

An excellent choice.

I'll have the same.

May I suggest a white wine

from my home place?

If you'll forgive me, that's

a little too scented for my palate.

I prefer the Theotaki Aspro.

After our last meeting,

I am asking myself...

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