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-You didn't say there'd be such security.
-They moved the flight forward.

We'll have to go ahead
as planned anyway.

Toro? Sounds like a load of bull.

James.

Be careful.

Well, small world. You're a Toro, too.

I'll see you in Miami.

Fill her up.

Your guests have arrived, Ambassador.

We should go, my dear.

Well...

You become more beautiful every day.

-I'm over here.
-Of course you are.

This is Miss Penelope Smallbone,
my new assistant.

Miss Smallbone.

What can I say, Moneypenny? Except that
she is as attractive and as charming...

-As I used to be?
-I didn't say that.

You're such a flatterer, James.

Moneypenny, you know there never has
been and never will be anybody but you.

So you've told me.

-Welcome to Universal Exports.
-Take it, dear.

-That's all you'll ever get from him.
-Thank you, Commander Bond.

-Do you know me?
-Miss Moneypenny described you.

In nauseating detail.

Really?

I can see you're going
to fit in here very nicely.

-Good morning, 007.
-Morning, sir.

-Minister.
-Commander.

I think you know Jim Fanning,
our art expert.

-Yes. Hello, Jim.
-James.

-Do you know what this is?
-It looks like a Fabergé egg, sir.

One of the jewelled eggs by Carl Fabergé
as a gift for the Russian royal family.

They're priceless and very rare.

This one contains a model
of the imperial state coach.

-Top marks, 007.
-Thank you, sir.

Except it's a fake.

There's the real thing. It's being
auctioned at Sotheby's this afternoon.

This is the fourth egg
to turn up at auction this year.

It's from none of the usual sources.
Anonymous seller, Swiss bank account.

I'd say that the vendor was a Russian.

And now this turns up.
A near-perfect forgery.

I think Commander Bond
should accompany you to the sale.

Splendid. I could use
an extra pair of eyes.

We could try and spot the seller.

They usually turn up out of interest
or perhaps just to bump up the price.

Thank you, Fanning.

Not at all.

If it is the Russians,
it may be an effort to raise currency

for covert operations abroad
or for payoffs.

Either way,
we'd better find out what they're up to.

-Yes, Minister.
-Eyes only, 007.

Operation Trove.

You'll be replacing 009.

He turned up dead in East Germany
with that egg in his hand.

There's not much to go on.

Well, we do have one lead, Minister.

"Property of a Lady."

Next on the agenda is the continuing
mutual disarmament talks with NATO.

I assume you've all read
General Gogol's report.

It seems very thorough.

Thank you, Comrade Chairman.

I believe I express the opinion
of everyone present

that adoption of NATO proposals does
not compromise our defensive position.

-Comrade Chairman.
-General Orlov.

General Gogol is presumptuous.

He speaks for himself and others

who cling to timid, outdated
and unrealistic policies.

Must I remind you, the committee,

of our overwhelming superiority
over NATO forces

before we give it away?

In East Germany
under my direct command,

I have 31 divisions,
including 11 tank divisions

and another five in Czechoslovakia.

In support, on the Russian western
border are 60 divisions,

including 22 tank divisions.

In all, a 10-1 advantage.

American and West German forces
can field at most ten armoured divisions.

The British maintain only a token force.

We have played out a variety of attack
strategies on the new Kutuzov computer

and find that a lightning thrust by
ten armoured divisions from the north,

and by five more through Czechoslovakia,
lead to total victory in five days

against any possible defence scenario.

This is absolute madness.

We know where it will end.

NATO will counterattack
with nuclear weapons.

Never.

The West is decadent and divided.

It has no stomach
to risk our atomic reprisals.

Throughout Europe, daily demonstrations
demand unilateral nuclear disarmament.

I see no reason to risk war

to satisfy your personal paranoia
and thirst for conquest.

We must turn our energies
to pressing domestic problems.

-General Gogol, let me remind you...
-Comrades, sit down.

-I wish to tell you...
-Both of you.

World socialism
will be achieved peaceably.

Our military role is strictly defensive.

Is that understood, General Orlov?

General Gogol, would you continue?

Thank you, Comrade Chairman. I will
now turn to the specifics of my report...

Tell him I will be there
as quickly as possible.

Please. Please.

-I am trying to concentrate.
-Lenkin.

-What is it?
-It's terrible news, Comrade General.

The reproduction
has been stolen in transit.

The thief was dealt with,
but the egg was lost in the river.

Your incompetence will destroy us all.

-We'll have a replacement made.
-There is no time, Comrade General.

I have just been informed of
an unscheduled inventory in two days.

Control yourself.

I'll tell our London people
we must have the genuine egg back.

I hope we can reach them in time.

Sold to Busoni.

The next lot is number 48.

A superb green-gold
Imperial Easter egg by Carl Fabergé.

Enamelled in translucent green,
enclosed by gold laurel-leaf trellis.

Set with blue sapphires and
four petalled gold flowers with diamonds.

-How much should it fetch?
-£250-300,000. Anything more'd be crazy.

...used by Tsar Nicholas
in 1897 in Moscow.

Property of a Lady.

Well, there are quite a few ladies here.

She wouldn't have to be here in person.
She could be represented by proxy.

I'll start it at £150,000.

150, 60.

170. 170.

180, 190.

200. Against you, madam.

-Any more?
-Now there is a lady.

£220,000.

240.

James, stick to the business in hand.

£260,000.

280.

£300,000.

And 20?

Are you bidding, sir?

£320,000. New bidder.

-That's interesting.
-You know him?

Kamal Khan. Usually a seller.

Marginal quality from dubious sources.

£380,000.

-400 in the centre.
-Well, that should do it.

-Kamal has gone over the top.
-Your bid, sir. 400,000.

400,000. Any more?

425. New bidder.

Thank you, sir.

-425.
-Have you gone mad?

Let's see how badly he wants it.

450?

450. 475?

The bid is 450. 475?

Against you, sir. No more than 450.

-Jim?
-The bid is £450,000.

I have 475.

£500,000.

I have half a million pounds. All done?

Any more?

Yours, sir, for £500,000.

-The next lot is...
-We could have been stuck with it.

-I doubt it. He had to buy it.
-But why?

That's what I intend to find out.

You had no business bidding for that egg.

What would you have done if you'd got it?

I would have claimed it was a fake, sir,
and not paid.

Not paid?

Here's the original. I switched it
with the fake during the auction.

Good God.

And what happens
when the buyer discovers that?

Well, he complains. If he's legitimate.

-Well?
-I don't think he will complain.

According to Fanning,
this Kamal usually sells. Now he buys.

I believe that the fake will smoke him out.

Our tail followed him to Heathrow
where he caught a plane to Delhi.

You must go there, too.

I'll alert Sadruddin, our man in Station I,
to keep him under surveillance.

-Book yourself on the next flight out.
-Well, I've 55 minutes to catch it, sir.

-Oh, Bond?
-Sir?

Sign a chit for that egg before you go.
It's government property now.

Of course, sir.

Charming tune.
You do take English money?

Only gold sovereigns.

Please.

I'm Vijay.
Special expediter, Universal Exports.

-Welcome to India, Commander Bond.
-Call me James.

-Where's Sadruddin?
-Waiting in the taxi.

This was the wrong cover. I hate snakes.

Taxi. Please be comfortable.

-I am Sadruddin, Head of Section.
-How do you do?

-I booked you in at the Shivnivas Hotel.
-Good. My luggage?

Gone ahead.

What can you tell me about Kamal Khan?

Exiled Afghan prince.
Sportsman -polo, cricket, tennis.

-I play a bit myself.
-Really?

As a matter of fact, I've got
a part-time job as a pro at Kamal's club.

-What have you learned so far?
-My backhand's improved.

Kamal lives there on the hill.

The Monsoon Palace.
It's heavily guarded.

-How do I get to him?
-He plays backgammon at the hotel.

As a guest,
you're automatically a member.

-Let's meet there later.
-I'll change into something less casual.

Here, you may need this
to play with your asp.

Good morning. Name's Bond.
I believe you have a reservation.

-We've been expecting you.
-Good.

I hope you have a pleasant stay.

I'm sure I will.

Thank you.

Your luggage has been unpacked, sir.

-Oh, thank you.
-If I can be of further assistance...

-Anything at all?
-Maybe later.

-How's he doing?
-The Major's no novice.

-But Kamal has won 200,000 rupees.
-You'll have a job beating this.

I feel lucky. Shall we double?

Of course.

20,000 rupees.

-Always a double six when you need it.
-Always.

-How do you do it.
-It's all in the wrist.

-It's hopeless.
-Shall we have another game, Major?

-Same stake?
-Yes, I'll have another go.

Your luck's got to run out some time.

May I join you?

Sotheby's. Half a million pounds?

-The man at the auction.
-Precisely.

You have a good memory for faces.

And figures.

-This can't be a coincidence.
-No.

-What will you have?
-Nothing, thank you.

Some other time, perhaps?

Thank you.

Six and one.

-Well?
-Looks like the Major has got him.

Why don't we make it interesting, Major?
Double to 100,000 rupees.

I can't accept. Not with your luck.

You win.

I would have taken that double, myself.

Then why don't you take over
the Major's position? Mr...?

Bond.

James Bond. Thank you, I'd be delighted.

100,000 rupees, then.

Double six.

Not such a good double to accept,
after all, was it?

-Double.
-Of course.

You can only win with a double six.

The stake is 200,000 rupees.
Do you have the cash?

Well, I think that this
should be ample security.

Don't you?

Play, Mr Bond.

You'll need a great deal of luck
to get out of this.

Oh, luck?

Well, then I shall use player's privilege,

and use your lucky dice.

It's all in the wrist.

Double sixes.

Fancy that.

200,000 rupees.

I prefer cash.

-Get it cashed for him.
-Yes, sir.

Spend the money quickly, Mr Bond.

I intend to, Kamal Khan.

My security.

And yours?

It's not really in the wrist, you know.

-Should I be following them?
-Yes, but I think they'll be following this.

Thank you.

Vijay will take you from here.
I'll see if I can find out more about Kamal.

Good. Hold on to these, will you?

Keep you in curry
for a few weeks, won't it?

Thank you.
It's a wonderful racket, this.

-Vijay, we have company.
-No problem. This is a company car.

Step on it.

This should shake 'em off.

Thank God for hard currency.

Game, set and match. Hang on, James.

Keep your head down.

Thank you.

Here. Catch.

Excuse me.

Thank you.
You'd better stick this back yourself.

James, over here. Come on.

Vijay. The money I gave you.

Here. Rupees!

Easy come, easy go.

It pays to advertise.

This way, James.

Q.

-How are you?
-Most unhappy, 007, thanks to you.

How can I be expected
to maintain the quality of my work?

Sent out here at a moment's notice.

Have you any smaller thread?
Someone stuck a knife in my wallet.

Pity they missed you.

Karen, see to that, will you?

I've also mislaid my PPK.

-Anything else?
-No, that's all.

Blast.

Having problems keeping it up, Q?

Experimental model.

-Hello, Smithers.
-Commander.

-Smashing, Q.
-Come on. I have a few things for you.

Very nice, Smithers.

Is the homing device ready yet?

Not only a homing device, but an
extremely delicate microphone as well.

It goes in there like that.

Now, take a fountain pen.

Twist the top,

and a highly concentrated mixture
of nitric and hydrochloric acid.

-Dissolves all metals.
-Wonderful for poison-pen letters.

Pay attention, 007.

Pull the top off the pen.

With this ultrasensitive earpiece,
you can listen in on the bug.

The homing device is compatible with
the radio directional finder in your watch.

If you haven't lost it.

That's amazing, Q. It does work.

What's that?

That's the latest liquid-crystal TV.

Very handy.

Perfect image, Q.

Really, 007.

Look, I haven't time
for these adolescent antics.

-It's the best we can do.
-It's beautiful. Thank you.

Go on, get along. I've got my work to do.

-I'll give you a hand, Q.
-Thank you.

Don't forget this.

Don't let him teach you
any of his bad habits.

Mr Bond, your table is ready.

-I didn't reserve one.
-Your guest is waiting, sir.

This way, please.

Thank you.

You changed your mind.

-I'm glad.
-Are you?

Well, let's put it this way.

So far, you are the least lethal and
by far the prettiest of Kamal's friends.

Thank you.

So does he have
a proposition for me, or do you?

He suggests a trade.

The egg for your life.

I'd heard the price of eggs
was going up, but isn't that a little high?

Charge it to Room...

Oh, 27.
Along with the champagne, I suppose?

I'll leave it at the desk.

You don't mind?

Why? Has Kamal forgotten
what I look like already?

It's for me.

So that if I depart this world suddenly,

you'll have something
to remember me by?

Something like that.

It's for my scrapbook. I collect memories.

Well, let's get on with making a few.

I need refilling.

Of course you do.

I'll get some more.

Don't bother.
We'll make yours a loving cup.

What a good idea.

Forgive my curiosity, but what is that?

That's my little octopussy.

Good morning.

Morning.

I didn't want to wake you.
But since you're up,

I can say a proper goodbye.

What is the time?

Beautiful view, isn't it?

-I don't know how to say goodbye.
-Actions speak louder than words.

So right.

In. Out. In. Out.

Come on, girls. In. Out.

Check oars.

The egg has been recovered.

You should be pleased.

I'm not pleased
it was stolen in the first place.

Nor that the thief
knows enough to bring it here.

He's obviously an adventurer
with possible blackmail on his mind.

Anyway, I have him as my guest
at the Monsoon Palace.

And he will tell us
all he knows very quickly.

-Who is he?
-Englishman.

Likes eggs. Preferably Fabergé.

And dice. Preferably loaded.

His name is James Bond.

Bring him here.

He's dangerous. After he's talked,
we must get rid of him immediately.

No.

A "no" from you
has little chance of becoming a "yes".

I assume, therefore,
that the meeting is over.

But you're making a serious mistake.

Well, so far I can't complain
about the valet service.

Dinner. 8 o'clock.

-Good evening, Mr Bond.
-Good evening.

Well rested?

I believe you and Miss Magda have met.

-It was a pleasure.
-You're too kind.

You don't mind if we start?
The soufflé can't wait.

At the risk of appearing
to be making light dinner conversation,

may I ask exactly why I am here?

I mean, after all, you do have the egg.

True. But we don't have all the answers.

Well, supposing, for argument's sake,
I don't feel like talking?

Don't worry, you will.

Let me guess.

Thumbscrews and hot coals.

Hardly. We're much more
sophisticated than that.

-Sodium Pentothal?
-A bit crude. Very unreliable.

We prefer curare with
an effective psychedelic compound.

Guaranteed results.

-But with permanent brain damage.
-An unfortunate side effect.

One of our specialities.

Stuffed sheep's head.

It's odd, but when I'm stared at
I seem to lose my appetite.

Oh, thank you for dinner.

Until tomorrow, then.

-Well, I'll say good night.
-I could come in for a nightcap.

Some other time, perhaps.

I don't suppose you'd care
for a nightcap? No.

I trust you had a pleasant flight.

If you step this way,
I think you will find everything is in order.

Congratulations on the quality of
your workmanship, Kamal Khan.

Thank you, General Orlov.

As you can see, each piece
has been meticulously duplicated

according to Lenkin's specifications.

Good. Have it put aboard the helicopter.

-Can they be trusted?
-I assure you of their silence.

We are both playing for enormous stakes.

I get what I want,
then you get the genuine jewellery.

Exactly...

The precise timing will be essential.

Remember: nothing must be changed.

One week from today, in Karl-Marx-Stadt.

-Karl-Marx-Stadt.
-Correct.

-Everything taken care of?
-As you ordered, Excellence.

-So, you recovered it?
-From an accomplice of the thief.

He must be eliminated at once.

There must be no further security breach.

This fake has caused enough trouble.

I must go.

Everything has been most satisfactory.

Most kind, General Orlov.

Get Bond.

The Englishman has escaped.

He won't go very far. We'll track him.

Good.

Let the sport commence.

Head him off.

Sit!

We have him.

Go round. He's in there.

Hiss off.

Don't let him get away.

C'mom, buddy, c'mon.

-Hey, you all right, buddy?
-I'm fine.

-Are you with our group?
-No, ma'am. I'm with the economy tour.

Mr Bond is indeed a very rare breed.

Soon to be made extinct.

Genus Hapalochlaena. Produces a venom
that's invariably fatal in seconds.

The barge had that sign.

It belongs to a wealthy woman
who lives on the floating palace.

Who?

No one knows her real name,
but she's known as Octopussy.

That's the name I heard at Kamal's.

I hear that island's full of
beautiful women. No men allowed.

Really? Sexual discrimination.

I'll definitely have to pay it a visit.

Good evening.

I wondered when you might arrive.

So you are the mysterious Octopussy.

And you are James Bond.

007, licensed to kill.

Am I to be your target for tonight?

Not necessarily.

Depends how much you tell me
about jewellery smuggling.

And why one of our agents
was killed in East Berlin.

I know nothing about that.

You remember Major Dexter Smythe?

You were sent out to arrest him,
weren't you?

You seem to have done your homework.

Thank you. Yes. Smythe, after a brilliant
military career, joined our secret service.

His mission was to recover a cache
of Chinese gold, seized in North Korea.

Both he and his native guide disappeared.

The gold was never found.

And 20 years later
you were sent after him.

The guide's body turned up with a bullet
still in his skull from Smythe's revolver.

I traced Smythe to Sri Lanka,

and gave him 24 hours to clear up
his affairs before I took him back.

He committed suicide rather than
face the disgrace of a court martial.

What's the connection?

He was my father. I'd hoped
fate would bring us together one day.

To avenge him?

To thank you for giving him
an honourable alternative.

Come in.

Kamal Khan to see you.

Bond has escaped.

-How careless of you.
-I apologise.

By the way, I'd like you
to meet my new house guest.

An old friend of the family, you might say.

How lovely.

You have a nasty habit of surviving.

You know what they say about the fittest.

Octopussy, I'd enjoy another opportunity
to take care of Mr Bond personally.

I will take care of Mr Bond myself.

Good night.

And enjoy yourselves.

Mr Bond.

My father became
a leading authority on octopi.

He loved them.
His pet name for me was Octopussy.

Mr Bond, smuggling is
no concern of the secret service.

I've violated no British law.

You are free to leave, but I'd much prefer
if you stayed as my guest for a few days.

I'd like that.

Gwendoline, show Mr Bond to his room.

Good night, Mr Bond.

Till the morning, then.

Midge.

Extend Mr Bond every courtesy,
but double the guard on his quarters.

He says the island is heavily guarded.

We don't want to
make enemies with the woman.

The woman must not be harmed.

When Father's gold ran out, the people in
Hong Kong who'd disposed of it for him

offered me a commission
to smuggle some diamonds.

I discovered I had a talent for it.

You went into business for yourself?

Yes, but I needed an organisation,
so I revived the old Octopus cult.

Well, then.
Where did you recruit all these lovelies?

There are many of them
all over Southeast Asia,

looking for a guru,
spiritual discipline, who knows what.

I train them. Give them a purpose,
a sisterhood and a way of life.

-In crime?
-In business.

I have diversified into
shipping, hotels, carnivals and circuses.

-Is he still there?
-You must be joking.

007 on an island
populated exclusively by women?

We won't see him till dawn.

-I'll relieve you at midnight.
-No problem.

Are we going somewhere?

I have to go to Europe tomorrow
on a business trip.

Oh, that's a pity.
I was just beginning to enjoy myself.

I think you should stay.
I'll only be gone a week.

When I come back
we'll discuss the future.

Well, I can't guarantee
that I'll be here when you return.

Oh, James. We're two of a kind.

There are vast rewards for a man
of your talents willing to take risks.

-I'm not for hire.
-A man of principle.

With a price on his head.

Naturally, you would do it
for Queen and country.

I have no country,
I have no price on my head.

I don't have to apologise to you,
a paid assassin, for what I am.

No.

You're right.

We are two of a kind.

James.

Q?

Is something wrong?

Not really.

Just a feeling.

Why don't you come back to bed?

Move!

James.

Watch it!

Come on.

Careful.

The gun!

What happened to Vijay?

He was alive when I found him.

-Did he say anything?
-Only "It was Kamal's men."

No more problems.

-Better signal M to meet me in Berlin.
-Why?

Well, I have to go to a circus
in Karl-Marx-Stadt.

We verified the Octopussy Circus
was in East Berlin when we lost 009.

Karl-Marx-Stadt is further east.

Why would General Orlov
participate in a jewellery caper?

Well, the jewellery, sir,
I think is, if you'll forgive the analogy,

only the tip of the tentacle.

Here's the ID you'll need.

Charles Moreton, manufacturer's
representative from Leeds

visiting furniture factories
in East Germany.

-Karl will take you in.
-No problem.

Remember, 007, you're on your own.

Thank you, sir. That's a great comfort.

Mischka.

Of course you know Comrade Borchoi,
the curator of the Hermitage.

He just arrived from Leningrad.

The Romanov Star.

The Romanov Star.

Stay here with the jewellery while
they switch the car to the main track.

You stay, also.

100 kiloton yield.

The effects are indistinguishable
from the American medium-yield bomb.

The detonator, now listen carefully.
It is pre-set for a four-hour delay.

Set time for the explosion here.

To activate, insert and twist
the lever a quarter-turn clockwise.

Be at least 20 miles away
when it goes off.

The jewellery should net us
300 million in Zürich.

We still have to cross the border.

I must go.

Au revoir, dear lady.

Good luck.

Bring the canister.

Put it in the car.

Leave that. Let's go.

Let's stay. Sit on that box.
Hands on your knees. Come on, move.

Why is that bomb on the train?

-Who are you?
-British secret service.

You should be more concerned
about getting out of here alive.

I am more concerned about an atomic
bomb exploding on a US Air Force base.

You can't be inviting a nuclear war.
What happens when the US retaliates?

Against whom?

My God. Of course.

Our early-warning system will rule out
the bomb having come from Russia

or anywhere else.

Everyone will assume incorrectly that
it was a US bomb triggered accidentally.

That would be
the most plausible explanation.

Europe will insist on disarmament,

leaving every border undefended
for you to walk across at will.

It doesn't matter a damn to you

that thousands of innocent people
will die in your accident.

Better than letting
a handful of old men in Moscow

bargain away our advantage
in disarmament talks.

On your feet, General.
You're going to stop that train.

-Too late.
-You can stop it at the border.

Kill him!

Kill him!

Get to the station!

Stop that car!

Stop.

Follow that car.

Kamal Khan says we are to stay here
until we cross the border.

The licence plate is General Orlov's.

We have discovered this.

-Where is General Orlov now?
-Last reported heading for the border.

I must get to that train.

Stop!

A common thief.

A disgrace to the uniform.

Yes. But tomorrow,

I shall be a hero

of the Soviet Union.

It is now 11.45.

The performance begins at 3.

Allowing for delays,
set the bomb to detonate at 3.45.

We must leave the base by 3.15.

I take it none of you will be late.

The jewellery.

-Did you recognise him?
-No.

Stay here with her.

On the roof. Trouble.

Mischka.

And this,

for my brother.

And that's for 009.

Gobinda will stay with the jewellery.

General, excuse me. I have some travel
arrangements to make. Enjoy the show.

-Thank you.
-I'm sure he'll get a big blast out of this.

I know he won't be disappointed.

-That was Bond.
-Good. Let him keep going.

He'll be late and we'll be rid of him too.

Great, isn't it?

Fantastic.

-Marvellous.
-General,

How long would I get
in the brig if I stole your wallet?

-About two years.
-That long?

Well, in that case, I'd better return it.

Son of a gun.

-Where's the Base Commander?
-Let's see your circus pass.

Damn it, man, it's urgent.

Get out. Hands up!

Some nut in a red shirt went through in
a stolen car. Wants the Base Commander.

There he is.

Go after that guy in the red shirt.

Behind the trailers.

Keep searching, you guys.
He's gotta be around here somewhere.

Look under the trailer, you guys.

-Ladies and gentlemen...
-Hey. Is anyone else in there?

For the first time in this country,
the death-defying human cannonball.

I have the pleasure in presenting to you
Francisco the Fearless.

The suspect's wearing a clown suit. Over.

That's him.

Hold it, buddy. You're coming with us.

-General, there's a bomb in that cannon.
-Sure. Where else would a bomb be?

-Great clown.
-I'm deadly serious. I'm a British agent.

-What?
-For God's sake, tell him who I am.

Kamal and Orlov double-crossed you.
I saw them take the jewellery off the train.

Does that convince you?

Sir, that bomb is set to explode at 3.45.
That's 90 seconds from now.

General, this man's either drunk or crazy.

He'll destroy the entire operation.

You two, grab that man. Hold him.

Damn it. Let go.

Let me go, there's a bomb in there.

Let him go.

Quiet, everyone.

Now?

Thank you. Great job, sir.

Where was Kamal going?

Back to India.

Folks, we've had an emergency,
but everything is all right now.

You and your families are safe.

Now, please leave the tent
in an orderly manner. Thank you.

-The plane is refuelled.
-We'll take off at sunrise.

-Are the gold certificates on board?
-Yes, Excellence.

We'll take these also.
Dollars, pounds, francs, marks.

I can always print my own.

-What is that?
-Girls selling themselves.

Good. It will keep the men occupied.

I don't want them to see me leave.

Now.

Give us a hand.

Come on.

Let's go. All set?

Lift.

That's it. Steady.

-Make sure the horses are saddled.
-Yes, Excellence.

I'll join you in a few minutes.

-Do you really think you can escape me?
-Orlov betrayed us.

I swear I knew nothing about the bomb.

We're partners, we're friends. Octopussy,
I would never do anything to hurt you.

You left me to be killed
along with thousands of innocent people.

Octopussy.

Octopussy.

Look. I was bringing you this.
We can make millions.

Take her. She's our ticket out of here.

-I trust you can handle this contraption.
-It goes by hot air.

Oh, then you can.

-They're doing fine.
-But I don't see Octopussy.

-There she is. She's in trouble.
-Get your hands off me.

-I'll take her down.
-No. Up!

Where are you going?
Look, don't be an idiot, 007. Come back.

Kill him.

Come on.

What are you doing? Cut it out.
We haven't time for that. Later perhaps.

Come on. Giddap.

Come on.

He'll kill us all. Go out and get him.

-Out there?
-Go.

Yes, Excellence.

Jump!

My government categorically denies
the incident ever occurred.

However, we request Bond to return
one of our most historic treasures,

the Romanov Star.

In the interests of our Anglo-Soviet
relationships, that can be arranged.

Where is Commander Bond?

Owing to the serious nature of his
injuries, he's still not fit enough to travel.

In. Out. In. Out.

-I wish...
-What?

I wish you weren't
in such a weakened condition.

James!

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