On Her Majesty's Secret Service Page #2
- PG
- Year:
- 1969
- 142 min
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operates worldwide.
However, your legitimate business fronts
are more extensive.
Construction, electrical supplies,
numerous agricultural holdings.
Your dossier on me
is not entirely complete.
I am also Teresa's father.
- Tracy?
- Yes, Tracy. Tracy.
My only child.
Her mother was an English girl -
romantic -
who had come to Corsica
to look for bandits.
Rather like those women who ventured
into the desert looking for sheikhs.
She found me in the mountains.
Hiding from the police at the time.
I came to love this girl.
We married. The result: Teresa.
Twelve years later my wife died.
I sent Teresa to Switzerland
- No, thanks. I prefer my own.
- To finish her education.
Unfortunately I didn't give her a proper
home. She was without supervision.
So
she joined the fast international set.
When I disapproved,
cut off her allowance,
she committed some greater folly.
To spite me.
Yet, behind her bravado,
something was eating away at her soul.
This can happen to men and women.
They burn the heart out of themselves
by living too greedily.
And suddenly,
- all is finished.
- Why are you telling me this?
Without telling me, she married. An Italian
count who killed himself in a Maserati
with one of his mistresses.
I gave her too much,
and it brought her nothing.
Now, why did I tell you all this?
I have been informed of everything
you have done for my daughter.
- Everything?
- Don't worry, don't worry about that.
What you did, the way you behaved,
might be the beginning
of some kind of therapy.
She needs help.
Your help.
I find her fascinating,
but she needs a psychiatrist, not me.
What she needs is a man to dominate her.
To make love to her enough
to make her love him.
A man like you.
You overestimate me, Draco.
She's very attractive,
but what you ask is not for me.
Mm.
Listen to me. On the day you marry her,
I'll give you a personal dowry
of one million pounds
in gold.
That's quite an inducement.
- But I don't need a million pounds.
- Stupido!
And I've a bachelor's taste for freedom.
Please, just see her some more.
Who knows what will come of it?
I'm sorry, Draco,
but in my profession, I can't...
- What?
- You have connections not open to me.
Where is Ernst Stavro Blofeld?
Blofeld?
Some of my men
have recently defected to him.
- I don't know where he is.
- Can you find out?
If I could, I wouldn't tell
Her Majesty's Secret Service.
But I might tell my future son-in-law.
Go on.
Next week is my birthday.
For that,
Teresa always comes back to me.
- You understand?
- Let's say I'll sleep on the idea.
You do that.
- James! Where have you been?
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