All language subtitles for Quantum of Solace-HDC.ENGLISH-HI

(ENGINE REVVING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(HORN BLARING)

(MACHINE GUNS FIRING)

(SPEAKING ITALIAN)

(CHATTERING OVER RADIO)

(GROANS)

It's time to get out.

(ANOTHER WAY TO DIE PLAYING)

♪ Another ringer with the slick
trigger finger for Her Majesty

♪ Another one with the golden tongue
♪ Poisoning your fantasy

♪ Another bill from a killer
♪ Turned a thriller to a tragedy

♪ A door left open
♪ A woman walking by

♪ A drop in the water
♪ A look in the eye

♪ A phone on the table
♪ A man on your side

♪ Oh, someone that you think that you can trust is just

♪ Another way to die

♪ Another tricky little gun
♪ Giving silence to the one

♪ That will never see the sunshine

♪ Another inch of your life sacrificed for your brother
♪ In the nick of time

♪ Another dirty money heaven-sent honey
♪ Turning on a dime

♪ Well, a door left open
♪ A woman walking by

♪ A drop in the water
♪ A look in the eye

♪ A phone on the table
♪ A man on your side

♪ Oh, someone that you think that you can trust is just

♪ Another way to die

♪ Hey!

♪ You know you're gonna die

♪ Shoot 'em, bang, bang!

♪ A door left open
♪ A woman walking by

♪ A drop in the water
♪ A look in the eye

♪ A phone on the table
♪ A man on your side

♪ Oh, someone that you think that you can trust is just

♪ Another way to die

♪ Another

♪ It's just another way

♪ Shoot 'em up, bang, bang!

♪ You know you're gonna

♪ Die!

♪ Just another

♪ It's just another way

♪ Bang, bang, bang, bang

(MAN CHATTERING OVER P.A.)

(PEOPLE CHEERING)

Don't bleed to death.

Hello, Mitchell.
Bond.

The Americans are gonna be none too pleased about this.

I promised them Le Chiffre, and they got Le Chiffre.

They got his body.

If they'd wanted his soul, they should
have made a deal with a priest.

M: Has he said
anything?

No.

I'm going to check the perimeter, ma'am.

You look like hell.

When's the last time you slept?

Vesper's boyfriend, Yusef Kabira, the
one who was abducted in Morocco,

the one she was trying to save.

His body was washed up on a beach in lbiza.

We're meant to believe the fish did that to his face.

His wallet and ID were in his pocket.

BOND: Well, that's convenient.
Quite.

Which is why I did a DNA check

on a lock of his hair found in Vesper's apartment.

It's not him.

A lock of his hair?

I wouldn't have thought Vesper the sentimental type.

Well, we never really know anyone, do we?

But I do need to know, Bond.

I need to know that I can trust you.

And you don't?

Well, it'd be a pretty cold bastard

who didn't want revenge for the death of someone he loved.

You don't have to worry about me.

I'm not gonna go chasing him.
He's not important.

And neither was she.

It's clear, ma'am.

Thanks, Mitchell.
Shall we?

(PEOPLE CLAMORING)

(MAN ANNOUNCING ON P.A.)

(PEOPLE CHEERING)

Are you gonna tell us who you work for?

I was always very interested to meet you.

I'd heard so much about you from Vesper.

The real shame is that if she hadn't killed herself,

we would have had you, too.

I think you would have done anything for her.

Well, you know you're not in Britain,
and God knows where you'll be tomorrow.

Which should tell you that eventually

you will tell us about the people you work with,

and the longer it takes, the more painful we'll make it.

(LAUGHING)

You really don't know anything about us.

It's so amusing because we are on the other side,

thinking, "The MI6, the CIA, they're
looking over our shoulders.

"They're listening
to our conversations."

And the truth is you don't even know we exist.

Well, we do now, Mr. White,
and we're quick learners.

(CHUCKLING) Oh, really? Well, then,
the first thing you should know about us

is that we have people everywhere.

Am I right?

(GROANS)

(PEOPLE PROTESTING)

(WOMAN SCREAMING)

(SPEAKING ITALIAN)

(GROANS)

(PEOPLE CLAMORING)

(GROANS)

(BRAKES SCREECHING)

(BELL TOLLING)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(PANTING)

(SIREN WARBLES)

(HORN HONKING)

(PEOPLE CLAMORING)

Anything?

Craig Mitchell worked for me for eight years.

He passed a full security check
and lie detector test every year.

Didn't leave so much as a scrap
of paper to explain any of it.

Eight years! Five as
my personal bodyguard.

I found this and three other bloody Christmas presents

I bought him about the house.

I don't think he smoked.

And you had to kill him.

Couldn't bring him in for questioning so
that we might actually learn something.

When someone says we got people everywhere,
you expect it to be hyperbole.

Lots of people say that.
Florists use that expression.

Doesn't mean that they've got somebody
working for them inside the bloody room.

What the hell is this organization, Bond?

How can they be everywhere and we know nothing about them?

I assume we found no
trace of White. No.

The agent guarding the door in the garage was dead

before you passed him on the stairs.

I passed him on the stairs?
Christ!

Mitchell must have killed him when
he went out to check the perimeter.

You're lucky to be here.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Do you think
White's still alive?

Yes, I do.
What is it?

TANNER: Craig Mitchell,
45 years old.

No living family.
Gave generously to charity.

Tell me you know more than that.

Our moneymen went through every bill
in Mitchell's wallet and house.

How much did he have?

Less than 100 pounds,

and about the same in euros and dollars.

Excuse me.
Excuse me, ma'am.

We've done a complete forensic analysis

of every note and its traceable history.

Not in the mood.

After you.

TANNER: This particular note from
Mitchell's wallet may be of interest.

AUTOMATED VOICE: Scanning.

We introduced tagged bills into Le
Chiffre's money-laundering operation

by intercepting illegal payoffs.

We traced money through several of
his bank accounts around the world.

That's pretty thin.
At the rate money changes hands,

you could probably find a tenner in my wallet with a tag.

That's true, ma'am.
A single bill could be a coincidence,

but what about a whole stack?

These bills, from the same series as Mitchell's,

were just scanned at a bank
in Port-au-Prince, Haiti,

deposited in the account
of a Mr. Slate.

Impress me.

We have a Mr. Edmund Slate returning to
Port-au-Prince from Heathrow this morning.

His entry documents have him
staying at the Hotel Dessalines.

He's in room 325.

Thank you.
DRIVER: You're welcome.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(SCREAMS)

Do you have any messages for 325?

No, sir. The only message
was about the briefcase

that was delivered earlier.

Did you want us to continue holding it?

No. No,
I'll take that now.

Yes, sir.

Thank you.
You're welcome.

Get in!

What?

Get in.

All right.

You're late.

I got pulled into a meeting.

Who with?

A friend of Mr. White's.

Don't think I know him.

It's funny.

You don't look at all like I expected.

Really? What were
you expecting?

I didn't think geologists looked so...

So?

A friend of yours?

I don't have any friends.

(HORNS BLARING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

Get out of
the way! Move!

We didn't settle on a price.

Make me an offer.

We can work it out later, over drinks.

Dominic didn't give you any trouble, did he?

No.

What the hell is this?

I think someone wants to kill you.

That wasn't very nice.

You were supposed to shoot her.

Well, I missed.

Get Bond.

Where is he now?

Approaching the docks, Kings Quay.

AUTOMATED VOICE: Connecting.
TANNER: Tanner.

I've got Bond.
Ask him about Slate.

She wants to know about Slate.

Tell her Slate was a dead end.

Slate was a dead end.

AUTOMATED VOICE:
Connection terminated.

Damn him.
He killed him.

(SPEAKING SWISS GERMAN)

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

Touch me and I'll break your wrist.

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

Camille.

How nice to see you.

Alive, you mean?

I knew we shouldn't have slept together.

I think I'm starting to like you.

So you did just try and have me killed.

(EXHALES)

And that made me very sad

thinking I would never see you again.

But here you are.

Damn it, Dominic!
I was trying to help you.

I was trying to uncover a leak.

And you, you sent someone to kill me?

Please don't talk to me like I'm stupid!

It's unattractive.

Come. I wanna
show you something.

Come.

There's nothing that makes me more uncomfortable

than friends talking behind my back.

It feels like

ants under my skin.

It's been that way forever.

I remember when I was 15,

I had a crush on one of my mother's piano students.

Somehow I overheard her saying very nasty things about me.

I got so angry.

I took an iron.

Is that him?

I...

We only spoke on the phone.

It's such a shame because he's one of my best geologists.

He said you asked to buy information.

No. He called me and offered
to sell me information.

Why would I come back here if I was lying?

(CHUCKLING)
Because you love me.

I was doing it for you.

To stop him from betraying you.

You know what burns more than all your bullshit?

Is that I always got the feeling
that you were only sleeping with me

to get to General Medrano.

Is that him?

You know how these deposed dictators are,

jealous of their safety.

Stick around.

I'll introduce you.

Do you see the girl that just walked in here?

Could you give her that?
Tell her to call me.

(IN FRENCH)

(RINGING)

WOMAN ON MACHINE:
You've reached Universal Exports.

Our offices are currently closed.

(IN FRENCH)

(LAUGHING)

And you can do all this for me?

Well, look at what we did to this country.

The Haitians elect a priest

who decides to raise the minimum
wage from 38 cents to $1 a day.

Whoa!

It's not a lot, but it's enough to upset the corporations

who were here making
T-shirts and running shoes.

So they called us,

and we facilitated a change.

The difference is,

my country's not some flyspeck
in the middle of the Caribbean.

But we've already begun destabilizing the government.

We'll supply the private security.

We'll pay off the right officials,

and we have 26 countries ready to officially recognize

your new Bolivian government.

You want your country back.

My organization can give it to you within the week.

You've been busy.

And in return you want what?

A desert.

(THANKS IN FRENCH)

This part.

This land is worthless.
Oh.

So you're getting a great deal.

You won't find oil there.

Everyone has tried.

Maybe, maybe not.

But we own whatever we find.

Did you know Ernesto Montes?

A very powerful man in his day.

He had a beautiful Russian wife.

A dancer.

Well, his daughter works for me.

Or did.

She's lovely,

but I don't see the resemblance.

Why don't you consider her

as something to sweeten the deal?

Just promise me to drop her
over the side when you're done.

Camille, General Medrano.

(GREETS IN SPANISH)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

Be careful what you wish for, my dear.

Have fun, you two.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING EXCITEDLY)

(ACCELERATING)

(CLAMORING IN SPANISH)

(CAMILLE GROANS)

(YELLING IN SPANISH)

What the hell are you doing?

You're welcome!
You idiot! Take me back!

You know, maybe I'll do that later.

You're not one of Greene's.

Dominic Greene?

(MACHINE GUN FIRING)

Get down!

Give me the wheel!

Navigate!

Left!

What are you doing?
Hold on!

(EXCLAIMS)

Get down!

(MACHINE GUN FIRING)

Excuse me.

Thank you. She's seasick.

(BEEPING)

It's Bond.

Connect Bond.

AUTOMATED VOICE: Connecting 007.
Yes?

Name check, Dominic Greene.

G-R-E-E-N-E.

I might need a little more than that.

There are a lot of Dominic Greenes.

Do you have a social security

or passport number?
No.

AUTOMATED VOICE:
Scanning DGSE databases.

BOND: Anything?
Scanning KGB databases.

Do you have anything?
Will you put her on, please?

I am on, Bond.
What happened to Slate?

I'm not dwelling on the past.

I don't think you should, either.

You killed him.

Largest hit, Dominic Greene, CEO of Greene Planet.

It's a utility company,

but Greene's been doing a lot of philanthropic work,

buying up large tracts of land for ecological preserves.

You should be getting his picture now.

Yep, that's him.

I'm afraid there's a firewall around
his other corporate holdings,

so we have no other information.

Get me the Americans.

AUTOMATED VOICE:
Connecting.

AMERICAN WOMAN:
Go ahead.

Interest in Dominic Greene, Greene Planet.

Transferring you now.

MAN: Hold for
Gregory Beam, please.

Thank you.

Hi, this is Gregory Beam, ma'am.

Hello, Mr. Beam.

I'm so sorry to keep you waiting.
We have no interest in Mr. Greene.

Thank you, Mr. Beam.

AUTOMATED VOICE:
Connection terminated.

He's a person of extreme interest.

But he just said that he wasn't...
Tanner, I asked about the man

and she transferred me to the
section chief of South America.

How would she know to do that
if they weren't tracking him?

TANNER: Bond, we have your location
as approaching an airfield.

Is Greene on the move?
Yeah.

I've got a tail number,
Golf-Zero-Charlie-Sierra-Charlie.

Get me a destination.

It's a private charter going to Bregenz, Austria,

leaving immediately.

Tanner, authorize a charter for 007.

And, Bond, if you could avoid killing every possible lead,

it would be deeply appreciated.

Yes, ma'am.
I'll do my best.

AUTOMATED VOICE:
Connection terminated.

I've heard that before.

WOMAN: Hello.
Hi.

Ah. Welcome aboard.

(EXCHANGING GREETINGS
IN FRENCH)

Come. Have a seat.

Charlie-Sierra-Charlie.

Jeez.

Sorry.

How much longer?

So do we have an understanding?

Uh, yeah. We do nothing to
stop a coup in Bolivia,

and in exchange, the new government

gives America the lease to any oil found.

If it's oil you want.

Well, you didn't find diamonds, did you?

(LAUGHING)

Drilling underground, you kept off
everybody's radar for a very long time,

but you can't buy that much piping

without somebody getting curious.

We'll have to verify the find.

I'm not even admitting there is one.
You are getting this for free.

Venezuela, Brazil, now Bolivia.

With you tied up in the Middle East,

South America is falling like dominoes.

You don't need another Marxist giving
national resources to the people, do you?

Well, we can hardly be expected to do something

about a coup we know nothing about.

And I have a pest.

This.

You have any idea who that is?

Sorry.

It's James Bond, British Secret Service.

I don't know how I could have missed that.

I will need you to get rid of him for me.

Yeah. That's not
gonna be a problem.

(ENGINE STARTS)

You know who Greene is

and you wanna put us in bed with him.

You are kidding, right?

Yeah. You're right.
We should just deal with nice people.

I need to know you're on the team, Felix.

I need to know you value your career.

(BEEPING)

Dominic Greene.

Good to see you.
How are you?

Good. Thank you.

WOMAN ON P. A:
Ladies and gentlemen,

tonight's performance ofTosca will begin shortly.
Please take your seats.

(CLATTERING)

(SINGING OPERA)

(DRAMATIC ORGAN MUSIC PLAYING)

(ARTIFICIAL THUNDER CRASHING)

(MAN CONTINUES SINGING)

WOMAN OVER EARPHONES:
What else does General Medrano require?

WOMAN: (INTERMITTENTLY)
Anything further from Canadian intelligence?

MR. WHITE: (INTERMITTENTLY)
We'll discuss that later.

(CONNECTION CRACKLING)

MAN 2: How much more
pipeline do we need?

Ideally, 2,000 kilometers.

Are there any objections?

WOMAN: No.

MAN 1: Not here.

MAN 3: No objections.

Transfer the funds from our Siberian holdings.

MR. WHITE: Done.

Where do the Americans stand?

Well, the CIA doesn't care about another
dictator as long as they get their end.

But when they find out that they've been duped?

I'm working on that.

MAN 4: I'm still not sure that the Tierra
Project is the best use of Quantum's time.

MAN 5: Perhaps we should shift
our focus to the Canadian.

DOMINIC: This is the world's
most precious resource.

We need to control as much of it as we can.

Bolivia must be top priority.

Can I offer an opinion?

I really think you people should
find a better place to meet.

Where do you think you're going?

(CAMERA CLICKS)

Thank you.

(FOOTSTEPS CLATTERING)

(GROANING)

Well, Tosca isn't for everyone.

(INAUDIBLE)

(MAN SHOUTING)

(GASPING)

Drop it.

(GUN CLATTERING)

So who are you working for?

Piss off.

DOMINIC: Get rid of anything we brought with us.
We've been compromised.

I asked you who you were working for.

Is he one of ours?

No.

Then he shouldn't be looking at me.

Get me M.

(PHONE RINGING)

MAN: It's your line.
Thanks.

Connect call.

AUTOMATED VOICE:
Connecting Tanner.

TANNER: We've ID'd
the pictures.

Show me.

Gregor Karakov, former minister,

now owns most of the mines in Siberia,

Moishe Soref, former Mossad, now telecom giant,

and Guy Haines, special envoy to the Prime Minister.

Get Bond.

There's something else.

It appears Bond shot Haines'
bodyguard and threw him off a roof.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

M: Where are you?
Did you get my pictures?

Was this a conversation?
Can you link these people?

Is that stress in your voice?

I need you to come in and debrief.

I don't have time.
Bond,

(OVER SPEAKER)
You killed a man in Bregenz.

I did my best not to.

You shot him at point blank and threw him off a roof.

I'd hardly call that showing restraint,

especially since he was a member of Special Branch.

So who was he guarding?

Bond, are you missing the fact that you
killed a member of Special Branch?

I need you to come in.

And I would, but right now I need to
find the man who tried to kill you.

Go back to sleep.

AUTOMATED VOICE:
Connection terminated.

Restrict Bond's movements.
Cancel his cards.

Put an alert on his passports.
All of them.

And I want to know everything we don't know about Haines.

TANNER: Yes, ma'am.

And, Tanner, be careful who you trust with this.

Hopefully, you're a better judge of character than I am.

You want to follow your friends to La Paz, Bolivia?

Please.

(BEEPS)
Oh.

I'm sorry, sir, but this doesn't work.

Do you have another card?

No.

Could you do me a favor?

You're gonna get a phone call in a minute.

Would you mind telling them I'm headed for Cairo?

I'd be happy to.
Thank you.

(PHONE RINGING)

(GREETING IN GERMAN)

Mathis.

What do you want?

Come to apologize?

You know, Mathis,

I think retirement suits you.

None for him.

Sorry. He's in
a bad mood today.

(SPEAKING ITALIAN)

(AGREES)

I need a passport and matching credit cards.

And MI6 ran out of plastic?

Well, oddly, right now, you're the
only person I think I can trust.

That is odd.

But I guess when one's young,

it seems very easy to distinguish between right and wrong.

But as one gets older, it becomes more difficult.

The villains and the heroes get all mixed up.

I was sorry to hear about Vesper.

I think she loved you.

Mmm.

Right up until the moment she betrayed me.

She died for you.

Why did you really want to see me?

I need some information.

Ah.

You have some hard friends.
This man is some kind of facilitator.

Fingers in many pies, and they don't leave any prints.

These men were together?

They're buying up oil pipeline.

Something called the Tierra Project.
Do you know it?

Destroy these.

That's Guy Haines.
You don't know him?

Should I?

(CHUCKLES) I suppose not. You haven't
been keeping secrets as long as I have.

He keeps a very low profile,

but he's one of the Prime Minister's closest advisors.

Well, they say you're judged by
the strength of your enemies.

Do you know anything about Bolivia?

I was stationed in South America for seven years.

Well, do you have some contacts there?

A few.

What do you want to know?

Come with me.

(SCOFFS)

(IN ITALIAN)

You can't sleep?

MAN: May I fix you
a drink, sir?

What are you drinking?

I don't know.
What am I drinking?

Three measures of Gordon's gin, one of vodka, half of...

Kina Lillet.
Kina Lillet, which is not Vermouth,

shaken well
until it is ice-cold,

then served with a large thin slice of lemon peel.

Six of them.

That's impressive.

They're good.
You should have one.

No, it'll just keep me awake.

(SNIFFLES)

So what's keeping you awake?

I was wondering why you came with me.

It takes something to admit you were wrong.

You want a sleeping pill?

No.

Pain pill?
No.

I have pills for everything.

Some make you taller.

(SNORTS)

Some make you forget.

I'm going to try and get some sleep.

Good idea.

Thank you.

Mr. Bond, my name is Fields.
I'm from the consulate.

Well, of course you are.

And what do you do at the consulate, Fields?

That's not important.

My orders are to turn you around

and put you on the first plane back to London.

Do those orders include my friend Mathis?

I'm sorry, I don't know who you are.

You see that? Gone such a short
time and already forgotten.

(SIGHING)
You're just saying that to hurt me.

Mr. Bond, these orders come from
the highest possible authority.

Taxi. Fields, when is
the next flight to London?

Tomorrow morning.

Well then, we have all night.

If you attempt to flee, I will arrest you,

drop you off in jail and take you to the plane in chains.

Understand?
Perfectly. After you.

(QUIETLY)
I think she has handcuffs.

I do hope so.

(DRIVER CHATTERING
IN SPANISH)

He blames the water shortage on global warming.

Hello, Carlos?
Carlos.

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

(DRIVER CONTINUES
CHATTERING)

The Colonel who heads the National Police.

(SHUSHING IN SPANISH)

(DRIVER CONTINUES CHATTERING)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

We have a reservation.

(EXCHANGING GREETINGS
IN SPANISH)

MAN: Cómo está?
Very well, thank you.

Your name?
Miss Fields.

You're going nowhere.
So shoot me.

I'd rather stay in a morgue.

We are teachers on sabbatical.
This fits our cover.

No, it doesn't.
Get in.

(ENUNCIATING)
Get in!

(DRIVER CONTINUES
CHATTERING)

(MATHIS SHUSHING
FRUSTRATEDLY)

(CHATTERING CONTINUES)

(MATHIS SHUSHING
DRIVER SHARPLY)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

Follow me, please.

May I show you your room, senor?

No, it's fine.
Thank you.

(THANKS
IN SPANISH)

I can't find the, um...

The stationery.

Will you come and help me look?

(SCOFFS)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

You've been invited to a party.

I didn't know we had any friends here.

Greene Planet.

You're not coming?

I'm having a drink with my friend the Colonel.

I'll see you there later.

Do you know how angry I am at myself?

I can't imagine.

(EXHALES TREMULOUSLY)

You must be furious.

Do you want to go to a party?

A party?

But I have nothing to wear.

We'll fix that.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

(SOFTLY)
It might be useful to know your real name.

Fields.

Just Fields.

Fields it is, then.

DOMINIC: We are in a spiral
of environmental decline.

Since 1945, 17% of the planet's vegetated surface

has been irreversibly degraded.

The Tierra Project is just one small
part of a global network of Eco Parks

that Greene Planet has created

to rejuvenate a world on the verge of collapse.

I hope that tonight you make the
decision to be part of that.

Thank you.

(PEOPLE APPLAUDING)

And have fun.

Congratulations.
Thank you.

Excellent speech and congratulations.

Wonderful speech, Dominic.

We need you here.
Thank you.

Miss Fields, Mr. Bond,
my friend Carlos.

Pleased to meet you.
Ma'am.

Mr. Bond, Mathis has spoken
a great deal about you.

I want you to know my entire
police force is at your disposal.

Well, that could be very useful.

You know, there are people in this
country spending half their paycheck

just to get clean water.

What do you think of that?

The Bolivian government is the problem.

They cut down the trees,

then act surprised when the water
and the soil wash out to sea.

I couldn't agree more.
I hope this figure is to your liking.

Chéri, you shouldn't tease.

Why don't you tell them about all the
land you bought up outside Potosí?

It's been a pleasure.
Will you excuse me?

Of course.

CAMILLE: Somehow
the logging rights

went to a multinational corporation
that cut down the forests,

but only after our last government
sold the land to Greene Planet.

(CHUCKLING)

Or have I got my facts crossed?

(CHUCKING)
Yes, I think you did.

You'll excuse us?

What a wonderful night.

You just cost me quite a bit of money, darling.

You can't put a price on integrity.

I can try.

Oh!

Thank you.

Tell me you didn't drop by tonight
just to piss on my parade.

Or are you still after this
General's head for your mantel?

A little of both.

Tell me where Medrano is and maybe
you won't lose any more investors.

(CHUCKLES)
You are really
breaking my heart,

choosing an insect like that over me.

(CHUCKLING)

Are you going to throw me over?

No. You've
been drinking,

so maybe you slipped.

(POUTS) Oh. Just think
how much you'd miss me.

(GASPS)

BOND: Good evening.

There you are.

Would you excuse me?

Mr. Bond.

What a pleasure.

Well, careful with this one.
She won't go to bed with you

unless you give her something she really wants.

It's a shame because she's really quite stunning

once you get her on her back.

(SNIDELY)
I wish I could say the feeling was mutual.

I'm sorry, Mr. Greene,
but we have to go.

Please. My friends
call me Dominic.

I'm sure they do.

How much do you know about Bond, Camille?

Because he's rather a tragic case.

As MI6 says, he's difficult to control.

Nice way of saying that everything
he touches seems to wither and die.

Shall we?

Doesn't bode well for you, I'm afraid.

You two do make a charming couple, though.

You're both...
What's the expression?

Damaged goods.

(EXCLAIMS)

(GROANING)

Oh, my gosh!

I'm so sorry.

Come on, lighten up.
You're cramping my style.

So it's British intelligence now.

What the hell do you want from me?

You're gonna show me Dominic Greene's Tierra Project.

Are you up to it?
Do I have a choice?

Do you want one?

There's something horribly efficient about you.

Is that a compliment?

(SIREN WAILING)

Well, what's the bet that Dominic
Greene has friends in the police force?

Stay here.

(GREETS IN SPANISH)

(IN SPANISH)

(TO HIMSELF)
Now, why would you want me to do that?

(GUNSHOT)

Mathis?

(GROANS IN PAIN)

There's a hospital on the other side of town.

Please.

Stay with me.

Stay here, please.

Please.

(WHISPERING)
Come here.

(GASPS)

It's okay.

That's better.

That doesn't hurt.

Is Mathis your cover name?

Yes.

Not a very good one, is it?

(SCOFFS)

Do we forgive each other?

I shouldn't have left you alone.

Vesper.

She gave everything for you.

Forgive her.

Forgive yourself.

Is that how you treat your friends?

He wouldn't care.

Let's go.

The Foreign Secretary's asking to see you.

What don't I know?

Rene Mathis has been shot dead in Bolivia.

The police claim it was Bond.

(GREETS IN SPANISH)

CAMILLE: How much
did you pay him?

Well, he wanted you, but I left him the car as collateral.

He'll make much more when he sells us out.

Right.

Let's see if this thing'll fly.

Here.

All the information I found said
there was nothing of value there,

but Greene's geologist had proof that there was.

My sources tell me you're Bolivian Secret Service,

or used to be,

and that you infiltrated Greene's
organization by having sex with him.

(SNORTS)

That offends you?
No, not in the slightest.

So what's your interest in Greene?

Amongst other things, he tried to kill a friend of mine.

A woman?
Yes.

But it's not what you think.

Your mother?

She likes to think so.

What's that down there?

That's a sinkhole.

There are a few around here.

Just for the record, I wasn't with Greene for my...

(MACHINE GUNS FIRING)

(IN SPANISH)

Damn it!

(ENGINE REVVING)

CAMILLE: I think we lost him!

(IN SPANISH)

He's coming fast!

(MACHINE GUNS FIRING)

(ENGINE SPUTTERING)

He's right behind you!

(PROXIMITY ALARM BEEPING)

(ALARM BUZZING)

Here. Put that on!

(PANTING)

(MACHINE GUNS FIRING)

(SCREAMS)

Come on!

Camille!

(GROANING)

According to the Bolivians, it was a routine stop,

and when they discovered Mathis'
body, Bond disarmed and shot them.

Of course, there are no witnesses to prove otherwise.

I need something.
I can't go in there unarmed.

I'm sorry.
There's nothing.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Come in.

What's today's excuse?
That Bond is legally blind?

No, Minister.

I don't think I need to tell you how upset the PM is.

With respect, the PM has my direct line.

And he'd have used it if he'd wanted to speak to you.

I'm sorry, M.
Things have changed.

We've had long discussions with our cousins.

Mr. Greene's interests
and ours now align.

Minister, this man is a major player

in one of the most dangerous organizations...

We've never even heard of.

Foreign policy cannot be conducted on
the basis of hunches and innuendo.

Then give us time to gather enough evidence

so you can make informed decisions.

Fine.

Say you're right.
Say Greene is a villain.

If we refused to do business with villains,

we'd have almost no one to trade with.

The world's running out of oil, M.

The Russians aren't playing ball.

The Americans and Chinese are dividing up what's left.

Right or wrong doesn't come into it.

We're acting out of necessity.

Bond is running wild.

Who's to say he hasn't been turned?

Pull him in

or the Americans will put him down.

I think I found a way out.

You're freezing.

I'm fine.

So what is it that Greene has that you want?

It's not Greene.
It's Medrano, the man he met in Haiti.

My father worked for the military junta.

He was a very cruel man,

but he was my father.

When I was a small child

the opposition sent general Medrano to our house.

He shot my father.

He did things to my mother and my sister

and then strangled them while I watched.

I was too young to be any trouble,

so he just smiled at me

and set the house on fire.

He left his mark.

So when I pulled you off the boat...

I waited years for that chance.

I apologize.

It seems we're both using Greene to get to somebody.

You lost somebody?

I did, yes.

You catch whoever did it?

No.

Not yet.

Tell me when you do.

I'd like to know how it feels.

We should go.

You ready?

They used dynamite.

(CLATTERING)

This used to be a riverbed.

Greene isn't after the oil.

He wants the water.

We can't leave it like this.

It's one dam. He's creating a drought.
He'll have built others.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Excuse me, sir.
Your wife left a message.

The English woman, she left it for you this morning.

Thank you.
My pleasure.

What is it?

Would you mind waiting down here?

I'll be outside.

So that's what she meant.

I hope you can trust these men.

Just a moment.
It's Tanner.

Yes?

We've got the girl downstairs.

She says to tell you she's sorry
but this is not her fight.

It isn't. Let her go.

She isn't our concern.

Well, I'm disappointed.

You are?

How much oil did the Americans promise you?

This isn't about oil.

Well, that's good, because there isn't any.

It's about trust.

You said you weren't motivated by revenge.

I'm motivated by my duty.

No.

I think you are so blinded by inconsolable rage

that you don't care who you hurt.

When you can't tell your friends
from your enemies, it's time to go.

You might like to tell her your
theory about there being no oil.

Her lungs are full of it.

It was Greene.
No doubt. But why?

It's just misdirection.
I mean, why her, Bond?

She was just supposed to send you home.
She worked in an office,

collecting reports.

Look how well your charm works, James.

They'll do anything for you, won't they?

How many is that now?

You're removed from duty and suspended
pending further investigation.

You'll give whatever weapons you have
to these men and leave with them now.

(MEN GROANING)

(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)

Miss Fields showed true bravery.

I want that mentioned in your report.

Now you and I need to see this through.

There's nowhere to go.

There's a capture or kill order out on you.

(CHATTERING)

Who would have done that?

Ma'am?
Find out where he's going.

He's on to something.
Ma'am, the CIA is insisting...

I could give a shit about the CIA
or their trumped-up evidence.

He's my agent, and I trust him.

Go on.

Get in.

Are you gonna try and shoot me?

I said, get in.

BEAM: You're gonna get botulism
if you keep drinking that.

It's bottled water.

It probably came from some stream
just around the corner from here.

Bunch of little kids peeing in it.

That's why I eat the peppers.

Well, all I'm saying is

(FLY BUZZING)
You can't trust a damn thing around here.

(PHONE RINGING)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

You know, you should just answer, "CIA," Felix.

A taxi driver told me where the office was.

Well, if we're so easy to find, James,

you really should come visit.

Or maybe you should come out
and see some more of the city.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING IN SPANISH)

I heard a rumor you'd gone native.

Felix.

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

You know, I was just wondering
what South America would look like

if nobody gave a damn about coke or communism.

It's always impressed me the way you
boys have carved this place up.

I'll take that as a compliment coming from a Brit.

Are you sure you're playing with the right side?

Regimes change once a week down here.

Medrano'll be no dirtier than the next guy.

Oh, you see, that's what I like about U.
S. Intelligence.

You'll lie down with anybody.

Including you, brother.
Including you.

Do you know you're being played?

Dominic Greene's gonna suck this place
dry, and then he's gonna move on,

and you're gonna be left picking up the broken crockery.

What can I tell you?
There's no such thing as a free lunch.

Well, you see, Felix, I don't think you're half as cynical

as you make out to be.

You don't know me.

Why? Just because
you didn't come alone?

How long have I got?

Thirty seconds.

Well, that doesn't give us a lot of time, does it?

Medrano can't move until he pays
off the army and the police chief.

Greene's bringing him his money now.

A hotel called
La Perla de las Dunas

in the desert.

Thank you, Felix.

James, move your ass.

(MACHINE GUNS FIRING)

MAN: Get down!
Get down, now!

(PEOPLE CLAMORING)

(MACHINE GUN FIRING)

Move it! Move it!

What the hell happened?
What did you tell him?

Just what we agreed.

(IN SPANISH)

(DISTANT EXPLOSION)

(MEDRANO SPEAKING)

(CHUCKLING)

What are you doing?

The slide's caught.

Maybe you should check your own.

I will.

Have you ever killed someone?

Your training will tell you that
when the adrenaline kicks in

you should compensate.

But part of you is not gonna believe the training

because this kill is personal.

Take a deep breath.

You only need one shot.

Make it count.

Pendejo.

(SPEAKS SPANISH)

In euros,

as requested.

The dollar isn't what it once was.

The cost of war.

I am afraid that the corruption in this current government

can no longer be tolerated.

And mine?

Right after you sign over my land.

(IN SPANISH)

My first official act.

And this, if you would.

What is this?

As of this moment,

my organization owns more than
60% of Bolivia's water supply.

So this contract states that your new government

will use us as utilities provider.

This is double what we are paying now.

Well, then don't sign it.

But you should know something about
me and the people I work with.

We deal with the left or the right,

with dictators or liberators.

If the current president had been more agreeable,

I wouldn't be talking to you.

So, if you decide not to sign,

you will wake up with your balls in your mouth

and your willing replacement standing over you.

If you doubt that, then shoot me,

take that money and have a good night's sleep.

(EXHALES)

(SCREAMING)

You and I had a mutual friend.

(MEN CLAMORING)

(SCREAMS)

(SOBBING)

(SCREAMS)

(YELLING)

(SCREAMING)

(GUN FIRES)

Sounds like you just lost another one.

(LAUGHING)

(GASPING)

Not this way.
Not this way.

I can't. I can't.

Come here.

Like you said,

"Take a deep breath.

"Make it count."

(COCKS GUN)

(WHISPERING)
Close your eyes.

(CLATTERING)

BOND: Come on!

BOND: Wait here.

(PANTING)

(COCKS GUN)

You promised that you'd...

Let you go?

I answered your questions.

I told you what you wanted to know about Quantum.

Yes, you did,

and your friends'd know that

so they're probably looking for you.

But the good news is, you're in the middle of a desert.

Here.

I bet you make it 20 miles before
you consider drinking that.

Goodbye, Mr. Greene.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Thank you.

It's my pleasure.

Are you all right?

Fine.

But I keep thinking, "He's dead.

"Now what?"

Well, the dam we saw will have to come down,

and there'll be others, too.

Someone who worked for Greene might be of help.

Not a bad idea.

Do you think they'll be able to sleep now?

I don't think the dead care about vengeance.

I wish I could set you free.

But your prison is in there.

(LAUGHING)

YUSEF: Fine.
Anything for an easy life.

BOND: (QUIETLY) Sit down.

Sit down!

It's okay, baby.

You're Canadian?

You work in Canadian intelligence?

It's all right.
I know you do.

And knowing this man,

I'd guess you have access to some very sensitive material

which you're gonna be forced to give up.

His life will be threatened,

and because you love him, you won't hesitate.

It's a beautiful necklace.

Did he give it to you?

I have one just like it.

He gave it to a friend of mine,

someone very close to me.

Your name is?

Corrine.
Corrine.

Corrine, I suggest you leave now.

You contact your people, and you
tell them to check their seals.

They have a leak.

Do it now, please.

This man and I have some unfinished business.

(CLEARS THROAT NERVOUSLY)

Thank you.

Please.

Make it quick.

Is he still alive?

He is.

I'm surprised.

Did you find what you were looking for?

Yes.
Good.

I assume you have no regrets.

I don't.

What about you?

Of course not.
That would be unprofessional.

They found Greene dead

in the middle of the Bolivian desert, of all places.

Two bullets in the back of his skull.

They found motor oil in his stomach.

Does that mean anything to you?

Wish I could help.

You'll be glad to know, I straightened
things out with the Americans.

Your friend Leiter's been promoted.
He replaced Beam.

Well, then the right people kept their jobs.

Something like that.

Congratulations.
You were right.

About what?

About Vesper.

Ma'am.

Bond,

I need you back.

I never left.

(NECKLACE JINGLING)

(BOND THEME PLAYING)