The World is Not Enough (1999) - full transcript

So good of you to
come see me, Mr Bond.

Particularly on such short notice.

If you can't trust a Swiss banker,
what's the world come to?

And now that we're
all comfortable,

why don't you sit down?

It was not easy, but I
have retrieved the money.

No doubt, sir Robert will
be pleased to see it again.

At the current rate of
exchange, minus the fees

and certain
unforeseeable expenses.

Voilà, the receipt.

Would you like to
check my figures?



Oh, I'm sure they're
perfectly rounded.

- It's all there.
- I didn't come for the money.

The report, sir Robert
bought was stolen

from an MI6 agent who
was killed for it.

I want to know who killed him.

- Terrible tragedy.
- I just want a name.

I am merely the
middleman. I'm just

trying to do the honourable thing,

returning the money to
its rightful owner.

And we know how difficult that
can be for a Swiss banker.

I am offering you
the opportunity to

walk out with the money, Mr Bond.

And I'm giving you the opportunity
to walk out with your life.

Looking at our present
situation, strictly as a banker,



I would have to say that the
numbers are not on your side.

Perhaps you failed to take
into account my hidden assets.

You seem to have had a
small reversal of fortune.

- Give me the name.
- I can't tell you.

Let's count to three.

You can do that, can't
you? One, two...

All right. All right. But
you'll have to protect me.

James. Have you brought me
a souvenir from your trip?

Chocolates? An engagement ring?

I thought you'd
enjoy one of these.

How romantic.

I know exactly where to put that.

Oh, Moneypenny,

the story of our relationship.
Close, but no cigar.

I hate to tear you away
from affairs of state, 007.

Would you mind coming in?

Right away, M.

Sir Robert King, James Bond.

The man who retrieved
my money. I can't

thank you enough. Excellent work.

Be careful, M. I might try
to steal him from you.

Construction's not
exactly my speciality.

Quite the opposite, in fact.

Best to the family.

- Old friend?
- We read law at Oxford together.

I always knew he'd conquer
the world. Care for a drink?

Yes, thank you.

He's a man of great integrity.

Who buys stolen reports
for three million pounds.

Thank you.

- Any leads on the sniper?
- Not one.

Professional job. She must
be working for someone.

- Is this the stolen report?
- Yes. Classified.

From the Russian Atomic
Energy Department.

What would King want this for?

He was led to believe the
document was a secret report

identifying the terrorists

who'd attacked a new oil pipeline
he's building in the region.

Interesting.

But it doesn't exactly explain

why someone would want me
out of their office alive.

- King. The money.
- Moneypenny, stop King.

Move. Move, move.
Get out of the way.

Stop.

Move. Move. Get out of the
way. Get out of the way. Move.

Stop, stop. It isn't finished.

What was that?

Let's go.

What the hell do you
think you're...

Let go.

Listen to me. You can't get away.

We can make a deal. Just
tell me who's behind this.

Who are you working
for? Don't do it.

Don't blow us up. I
can protect you.

Do you understand?
I can protect you.

Not from him.

♪ I know how to hurt ♪

♪ I know how to heal ♪

♪ I know what to show ♪

♪ And what to conceal ♪

♪ I know when to talk ♪

♪ And I know when to touch ♪

♪ No one ever died from
wanting too much ♪

♪ The world is not enough ♪

♪ But it is such a perfect
place to start, my love ♪

♪ And if you're strong enough ♪

♪ Together we can take the
world apart, my love ♪

♪ We know when to kiss and
we know when to kill ♪

♪ If we can't have it
all then nobody will ♪

♪ The world is not enough ♪

♪ But it is such a perfect
place to start, my love ♪

♪ And if you're strong enough ♪

♪ Together we can take the
world apart, my love ♪

♪ I feel safe ♪

♪ And I feel scared ♪

♪ I feel ready ♪

♪ And yet unprepared ♪

♪ The world is not enough ♪

♪ The world is not enough ♪

♪ No, nowhere near enough ♪

♪ The world is not enough ♪

Hello, my dear.

- Who is that young woman?
- King's daughter.

- Elektra.
- Thank you.

The money was dipped in urea.

In effect, a highly
compacted fertiliser bomb.

Having handled the money,
the water on 007's hands

when he touched the ice
started a chemical reaction.

In one of the notes, the metal
anti-counterfeiting strip

had been replaced with magnesium,
which acted as a detonator.

And King's lapel pin was
switched for a copy

which contained a radio
transmitter to trigger the blast.

In other words, he set off
the bomb that killed him.

We know it was someone
close to King,

and our only lead committed
suicide on that balloon.

But given the size of
King's organisation,

it could be anyone, anywhere.

M.

This will not stand.

We will not be
terrorised by cowards

who'd murder an innocent man

and use us as the tool.

We'll find the people who
committed this atrocity.

We'll follow them to the farthest
ends of the earth, if needs be.

And we will bring them to justice.

Tanner.

Sorry, James. M says you're
off the active-duty list

until you're cleared by medical.

Dislocated collarbone.

If any more tendons
snap, I'm afraid you're

going to be out of
action for weeks.

Molly, I need a clean
bill of health.

You have to clear me for duty.

James, that wouldn't really be...

Ethical?

Practical, smart.

Well, let's just skirt
the issue, shall we?

You'd have to promise
to call me this time.

Whatever the doctor orders.

Then I suppose, if you stayed
in constant contact...

Of course.

If you showed sufficient stamina.

- Cut out all kinds of...
- Strenuous activity?

I suppose we all have to pay
the piper sometime, right, Q?

Oh, pipe down, 007.

- Was it something I said?
- No. Something you destroyed.

My fishing boat for my
retirement away from you.

Now, I want to introduce
you to the young fellow

I'm grooming to follow me.

Helps if you open the door.

- And you might be?
- This is 007.

If you're Q, does that make him R?

Yes, the legendary 007 wit.

Or at least half of it.

Now, I dare say, 007, that you've
met your match with this machine.

Yeah? New model? Improved specs?

I thought you were on the inactive
roster. Some kind of injury?

Yes, well, we'll see
about that. So?

As I was saying, the very latest
in interception countermeasures.

Titanium armour, a
multitasking heads-up display

and six beverage cup holders.
All in all, rather stocked.

"Fully loaded," I
think is the term.

I think...

You're not here to think. You're
here to do what I tell you.

Now, go put on the coat and
demonstrate it for 007.

But of course.

Now, watch closely, please, 007.

The right arm goes in
the right sleeve, thus.

And the left arm in the
left sleeve, thus.

Now, note closely, please,
pockets, poppers and zipper.

Take the lower part of the
zipper and insert it into the...

Pull the tag.

You said...

He seems well-suited for the job.

You're not retiring
anytime soon, are you?

Now, pay attention, 007.

I've always tried to
teach you two things.

First, never let
them see you bleed.

- And the second?
- Always have an escape plan.

Good evening. The Elektra
King kidnap ordeal is over.

The Cyprus authorities
say she has escaped

after shooting dead two
of her captors and is...

He shouted.

Shouted all the time.

Level one, clearance required.

Level one, clearance required.

Yes, 007?

Tell me about the
kidnapping of Elektra King.

I wasn't aware you had an
assignment on this case.

I brought the money
in that killed King.

- Don't make this personal.
- I'm not. Are you?

You're the only one who
could seal her file.

Will you excuse us?

I will not tolerate
insubordination, 007.

What happened?

After Elektra King was kidnapped,

her father tried to deal with
it on his own, with no success.

So he came to me.

As you are aware, we do not
negotiate with terrorists.

And against every instinct in my
heart, every emotion as a mother,

I told him not to
pay the ransom. I

thought we had time on our side.

You used the girl as bait.

Yes.

The money in King's briefcase
was precisely the same amount

as the ransom demand
for his daughter.

It's a message. Your
terrorist is back.

- Victor Zokas, a.k.a...
- Renard, the anarchist.

He was operating
in Moscow in 1996.

Pyongyang, North
Korea, before that.

And he's been spotted in
Afghanistan, Bosnia, Iraq, Iran,

Beirut and Cambodia.

- All the romantic vacation spots.
- His only goal is chaos.

After Robert came to me, I
sent 009 to kill Renard.

Before he completed the
mission, Elektra escaped.

A week later, our man
caught up with the target.

He put a bullet in his head.
That bullet's still there.

How did he survive?

The doctor who saved Renard
couldn't get the bullet out,

so Renard killed him.

It's moving through the
medulla oblongata,

killing off his
senses, touch, smell.

He feels no pain.

He can push himself harder,
longer than any normal man.

The bullet will kill him,

but he'll grow stronger every
day, until the day he dies.

Robert is dead. MI6 is humiliated.

He's had his revenge.

Not quite.

Renard had three enemies
in that kidnapping,

and there's still one
he hasn't touched.

Elektra.

M.

I see the good doctor
has cleared you.

Notes you have
exceptional stamina.

I'm sure she was touched
by his dedication

to the job in hand.

007, I want you to go to Elektra.

She's taken over the
construction of her

father's oil pipeline
in the Caspian Sea.

Find who switched that pin.

If your instincts are
right, Renard will be back,

and Elektra will be
the next target.

The worm on the hook again.

She doesn't need to know it's the
same man that may be after her.

Don't frighten her.

A shadow operation?

Remember, shadows stay
in front or behind,

never on top.

You, go back. Leave.
This area is closed.

I'm here to see Elektra King.

James Bond, Universal Exports.

And I'm Davidov,
chief of security.

As you can see, we're having some
problems with the villagers.

I told Miss King to stay
at the office in Baku.

Oh, hell.

- Miss King, I told you to stay...
- I know what you told me.

Send the pipe around.

It's going to take weeks
and cost millions.

- Your father approved this route.
- Then my father was wrong. Do it.

- Davidov.
- I'll talk to her.

I saw you at my father's funeral.

Yes. I'm sorry.

M told me she was
sending someone. Mr...

Bond. James Bond.

- Did you know my father?
- I met him once, briefly.

You seem to have inherited
his touch for diplomacy.

- Saving the church?
- And avoiding the bloodshed.

A hundred years ago, my mother's
family discovered the oil here.

When the Soviet Union was formed,

the Communists spent
the next 70 years

plundering our countryside for it.

I saw the mess they
left on the drive in.

The new pipeline will
guarantee our future.

But it would be a crime to destroy
what little is left of our past.

But you didn't come here to
talk about oil, did you?

No.

Tell me,

have you ever lost a
loved one, Mr Bond?

M sent me because we're afraid
your life might be in danger.

Please, I want to
show you something.

I'm trying to build an 800-mile
pipeline through Turkey,

past the terrorists in
Iraq, Iran and Syria.

Up here, the Russians have
three competing pipelines.

And they'll do
anything to stop me.

My father was murdered, the
villagers are rioting,

and you, Mr Bond, have
come all this way

to tell me that I
"might" be in danger?

We suspect there
might be an insider.

- My father's pin.
- No, a duplicate

with a transmitter inside
that set off the bomb.

My family has relied
on MI6 twice, Mr Bond.

I won't make that
mistake a third time.

I'm going to finish
building this pipeline,

and I don't need your help.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I
have to check the survey lines.

I've always wanted to
check the survey lines.

You don't take no for
an answer, do you?

No.

I hope you know how to ski, then.

I came prepared for
a cold reception.

Can't land. Wind's too strong.

Hold her steady.

- You ski very well, Mr Bond.
- Seems you enjoy being chased.

It probably happens all the time.

Less often than you might think.

So this is where they meet,
the two ends of the pipeline.

Your father's legacy.

My family's legacy to the world.

- Expecting visitors?
- No.

This isn't a social call.

Head for the gully. I'll lead
them into the trees. Go, go.

See you back at the lodge.

- Oh, my God.
- It's all right.

- We're buried alive.
- It's all right.

I can't stay here.

You're not going to.
You're not going to.

- Elektra.
- I can't breathe.

Elektra, Elektra, Elektra.

I can't breathe. I can't breathe.

Look at me. Elektra, look
at me. Look at my eyes.

Look at my eyes. Look at my eyes.

You're all right.

Everything's all
right. Trust me. Okay?

She's fine.

Some bumps and bruises,
but otherwise fine.

She wants to see you.
Not you, Davidov, him.

- Are you all right?
- I need to ask you something.

And I want you to
tell me the truth.

Who is it? Who's
trying to kill me?

I told you I don't know.
But I'm gonna find him.

Not good enough.

After the kidnapping,
I was afraid.

I was afraid to go outside.
I was afraid to be alone.

I was afraid to be in a crowd.

I was afraid to do
anything at all.

Until I realised I can't
hide in the shadows.

I can't let fear run
my life. I won't.

After I find him,
you won't have to.

Don't go. Stay with me.

Please?

I can't do that.

I thought it was your
job to protect me.

- You'll be safe here.
- I don't want to be safe.

I'll be back soon.

And who's afraid now, Mr Bond?

- I want to see Valentin Zukovsky.
- Impossible.

Vodka martini.
Shaken, not stirred.

Tell him James Bond is here.

Now.

I don't think you heard me.

Mr Zukovsky would be
delighted to see you.

- After you.
- No. After you.

I insist.

And a little for you.

Bond. James Bond.

Meet Nina and Verushka.

Lose the girls, Valentin.
We need to talk.

Why am I suddenly worried that I'm
not carrying enough insurance?

Chill out, James.

Fine, ladies. Go on.
Beat it. Scram.

Bull, give them an inch.

And make sure they lose
it in this casino.

I'll see you later, Mr Bond.

I see you put your money
where your mouth is.

Mr Bullion does not
trust banks. So,

what would you like to talk about?

I'm not sure I can
really help you.

I'm a legitimate businessman now.

Would you care for some caviar?
My own brand, Zukovsky's Finest.

Take a look at this.

Russian Special Services.

Atomic Energy Antiterrorist
Unit. Where did you find this?

I took it off a
parahawk which tried

to kill Elektra King this morning.

Renard is behind this.

I think you and I had
better have a drink.

And then after Afghanistan,

the KGB decided Renard was a
liability and just cut him loose.

- Now he works freelance.
- But for whom?

There are four
competing pipelines.

I'm willing to bet
half the customers

in this casino would be very happy

to see the King
pipeline disappear.

- What's funny?
- Nothing.

It just appears Miss King
does not share your concern.

- What are you doing here?
- The same thing you are.

Looking for the people
who tried to kill me.

Let me take you home. Now.

No. I want them to see
I'm not frightened.

Miss King, how very
nice to see you.

We've kept your
father's chair free.

Free? Nothing comes free
from you, Zukovsky.

Your father had a credit
line with us, $1 million US

I'd be happy to extend
you that courtesy.

So what's it to be?

Blackjack, your
father's favourite?

Let's keep it simple.

One card. High draw.

A million dollars.

Wait. Bury the top three cards.

You're determined to
protect me, aren't you?

Perhaps from yourself. You
don't have to do this.

There's no point in living
if you can't feel alive.

Queen of hearts.

It appears that you have been
beaten by the ace of clubs.

No hard feelings, my
dear. Come again soon.

Shall we?

Elektra, this is a game
I can't afford to play.

I know.

- What happened to Davidov?
- I gave him the night off.

Welcome to the Devil's Breath.

For thousands of
years, Hindu pilgrims

have journeyed to this holy place

to witness the wonder
of the miracle

of the natural flames
that never die

and to test their devotion to God

by holding the scalding
rocks in their hands

as they said their daily prayers.

Tell me, Davidov, what
happened this afternoon?

You promised me your best men. Mr
Arkov supplied the latest weapons.

- Yes, but Bond...
- Bond was unarmed.

And you, Arkov? Is everything
ready for tomorrow?

I have the authorisation
and the passes in the car,

and I have arranged for
a plane tonight, but...

But what?

We should scrub the
rest of the mission.

The parahawks were
meant to be returned.

People will start asking
questions, even of me,

all because of his incompetence.

I see. I see you're right. You're
right, he should be punished.

Davidov, hold this for me.

It was wrong of me to
expect so much of you.

Kill him.

He failed his test of devotion.

You can take his
place. Take his ID.

And do be on time.

Poor shoulder.

It looks painful.

Needs constant attention.

I knew. I knew when
I first saw you.

I knew it would be like this.

Enough ice for one day.

How did you survive?

I seduced the guards,
used my body.

It gave me control.

And the rest, I got a gun
and started shooting.

And what about you? What
do you do to survive?

I take pleasure

in great beauty.

Let's go. It's getting late.

What happened to Davidov?
I was told to expect him.

He was buried with work.

Let's go. Get your stuff.

Okay, come on. Let's
get out of here.

You're late. Did you
bring it? The grease.

Of course.

Excellent.

Get ready. We're 10 minutes out.

But make sure you wear the ID.

I'm gonna go get some air.

Welcome to Kazakhstan,
Dr Arkov. I'm

a great admirer of your research.

Not often we see someone
of your stature here.

I go where the work takes me.

By the way, you have the
transport documents?

I pulled the plutonium
out of the one inside.

You can detonate the triggers now.

Okay.

Look. Our IDA physicist. Don't
bother. Not interested in men.

Take my word for it.

Last year, we decommissioned
four test sites.

Not even a glimmer.

Are you here for a reason or are
you just hoping for a glimmer?

And you are?

Mikhail Arkov, Russian
Atomic Energy Department.

- Miss...
- Dr Jones. Christmas Jones.

And don't make any jokes.
I've heard them all.

I don't know any doctor jokes.

This is okay. Take the
elevator down the hall.

Your friends are
already down there.

Don't I get some
type of protection?

No, Dr Arkov.

Down there it's all
weapons-grade plutonium.

Reasonably safe.

Up here we've got hydrogen
bombs that your lab built

leaking tritium,

which I've spent the last six
months trying to clean up.

So if you need any protection
at all, it's from me.

Your friends are waiting for you.

Doctor?

Aren't you forgetting?

Yes, of course. Thank you.

By the way...

Expecting Davidov? He caught a
bullet instead of the plane.

Get off. Keep your mouth shut.

You can't kill me,
I'm already dead.

Yeah, not dead enough for me.

You could show a little
gratitude, I did

spare your life at
the banker's office.

That's right. I couldn't kill
you. You were working for me.

You delivered the
money, killed King,

and now you brought me the plane.

- What's your plan for the bomb?
- You first.

Or could it be you
don't have a plan?

That bomb will never
leave this room.

Neither will you.

How sad to be
threatened by a man who

can't grasp what he's involved in.

Revenge is not hard to fathom for
a man who believes in nothing.

And what do you believe in?
Preservation of capital?

Go ahead, shoot me.
I'll welcome it.

My men will hear the
shot and kill you.

And the firefight will bring
down half the army from above.

But when a certain phone call
isn't made in 20 minutes,

Elektra dies.

- You're bluffing.
- She's beautiful, isn't she?

You should have had her before,
when she was innocent.

How does it feel to know
I broke her in for you?

I usually hate killing
an unarmed man.

Cold-blooded murder
is a filthy business.

A man tires of being executed.

But in your case, I feel
nothing, just like you.

But then again, there's no point
living if you can't feel alive.

Hey.

- Drop the gun.
- Keep away, Colonel.

He's an impostor. Dr
Arkov is 63 years old.

This is your impostor, along with
the men outside on the plane.

They're stealing the bomb.

I said drop it.

On your knees.

Well done.

He would've killed us all.
Did you speak to him?

Yeah, but he's no
atomic scientist.

I suppose you were the one
who allowed him down.

You had me,

but I knew you couldn't
shoulder the responsibility.

Now, without any further
interruptions, let's proceed.

There are too many new
faces around here,

including yours.

The bomb doesn't move
until I am satisfied.

Hey, all of you, to
the surface, now.

Come on. Go.

Move.

They're sealing us in.

Who are you?

I work for the British government.

Stay calm.

No hard feelings, Mr
Bond, but we're even.

Soon, you'll feel nothing at all.

Seal the door. Close it.

Come on.

Keep going. Move. Hang on.

So, you're a British
spy. Do you have a name?

The name's Bond.

James Bond.

Don't stop. Go, go. Jump.

They won't get very far.

Every warhead has a locator
card. We can track the signal.

You mean one of these?

Do we have the range
of Renard's plane?

Anywhere in this circle.

Russia, Armenia, Iran,
Kazakhstan, Uzbekistan...

I'm sorry to interrupt. Elektra
King is calling from Baku.

- It's on the video line.
- Put her on the wall screen.

I'm sorry. I would never call you,
except James has disappeared.

He left my villa in the
middle of the night,

and my head of security
has been found

near your local
airstrip, murdered.

- I'll send someone out.
- M, could you come?

I can't help thinking I'm next.

- Get me out there.
- No, listen...

Just get me out there.

Gabor?

James?

Surprised?

What are you doing? What's
wrong with you? Are you crazy?

Maybe. Maybe I should ask you.

After all, "there's no point in
living if you can't feel alive."

Isn't that right, Elektra?
Isn't that your motto?

What are you talking about?

Or did you steal it

- from your old friend Renard?
- What?

He and I had a chat this morning.

Knew all about us. Knew
about my shoulder.

Knew exactly where to hurt me.

Are you saying Renard is the
man who's trying to kill me?

Drop the act.

It's over.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

I think you do.

It's called Stockholm syndrome,

common in kidnappings.

Young, impressionable
victim. Sheltered.

Sexually inexperienced.

A powerful kidnapper skilled
in torture, manipulation.

Something snaps in
the victim's mind.

The captive falls in
love with her captor.

How dare you?

How dare you? That
animal? That monster?

He disgusts me.

You disgust me.

So he knew where to
hurt you, is that it?

You had a sling on your
arm at the funeral.

And I didn't have to sleep
with you to find that out.

- He used your exact words.
- So you knew.

You knew all the time
that he was out there,

that he was coming for me,

and you lied.

You used me.

You used me as bait.

And you made love to me.

What?

To pass the time as you
waited for him to strike?

Hello?

He's struck again. Ten men
are dead at the pipeline.

I'm coming with you.

You do what you want to
do, but I've called M.

She's coming to take charge.

Oh, no.

I want an update.
Where do we stand?

One of Renard's men removed the
locator card from the bomb

so we can't track it. But...

But what?

With all due respect,

I don't think you should be here.

May I remind you that you're
the reason I'm here, 007.

You disobeyed a direct order
and left that girl alone.

Perhaps that girl isn't
as innocent as you think.

- What are you saying?
- Suppose the inside man,

the one who switched
King's lapel pin,

turned out to be an inside woman?

She kills her father and
attacks her own pipeline?

- Why? To what end?
- I don't know, yet.

Rig Station 11 - RS.

Look at that. That's not right.

- What is it?
- An observation rig.

Travels in the pipe
looking for cracks.

Shut it down.

I don't understand.
It won't respond.

The place is clean.
No sign of the bomb.

- The bomb is in the pipeline.
- Oh, my God.

They must have brought it through

here. That would
explain the attack.

Heading for the oil terminal.

Where it would do the most damage.

Have your men evacuate
that terminal.

So now do you believe me?

This is an emergency
situation. So, please,

clear the room. Do it.

- He's going for the oil.
- Of course.

The one pipeline the
West is counting on

to supply our reserves
for the next century.

- Do you have an idea?
- Maybe.

How far is that rig
from the terminal?

And how fast is it travelling?

It's 106 miles from the terminal,
going 70 miles an hour.

We've got 78 minutes. Do
you have another rig?

There's one parked in the
passageway ahead of it.

Charles, can you get me out there?

Of course.

Wait a minute.

Are you gonna do what I
think you're gonna do?

What do I need to
defuse a nuclear bomb?

Me.

There it is. Hatch
to the passageway.

Take the controls.

You keep the speed up so the
other rig catches up with us.

I'll be waiting to hear from you.

Gotcha.

You know how to drive
one of these things?

Doesn't exactly take a
degree in nuclear physics.

They're in the pipeline.
They're on the move.

Faster.

If there's even the slightest
chance, Bond will succeed.

He's the best we have,
though I'd never tell him.

I hope you're right.

Here it comes.

It's closing up. Faster.

Sit tight.

No brakes. The
controls are jammed.

It's a tactical fission device,
low yield. Hold me steady.

You've defused hundreds
of these, right?

Yeah, but they're
usually standing still.

Yeah, well, life's full
of small challenges.

Have a look at this. Someone
stripped the screw heads.

Someone's tampered with the bomb.

Look, half the
plutonium's missing.

So what are you saying?
It couldn't go nuclear?

There's still enough explosive
in there to kill both of us

if the trigger charge goes off.

- Let it blow.
- But I can stop it.

Let it blow.

Trust me. Leave it.

Move down. Move down.

Jump. Go on, jump.

Jump.

Robinson's reporting.

The bomb was a dud.

But the triggering charge blew out
a 50-yard section of the pipe.

And Bond?

Nothing.

I'm so sorry.

But I have a gift for you.

Something that
belonged to my father.

He would've wanted you to have it.

- Perhaps this isn't the time.
- Please.

He often spoke of how
compassionately you advised him

on the best course of action
during my kidnapping.

It's very valuable, you know.

I just couldn't let it explode
with the rest of him.

I was very upset when the money
didn't kill both of you.

I didn't think I'd
get another chance.

Then you dropped the
answer right in my lap.

Bond. And as you say,
he's the best you have.

Or should I say, "had"?

Take her to the helicopter.

Come on, give me your
hand. Jump, jump, jump.

Do you wanna explain
why you did that?

I could've stopped that
bomb. You almost killed us.

I did kill us.

She thinks we're dead, and she
thinks she got away with it.

Do you wanna put
that in English for

those of us who don't speak "spy"?

- Who's "she"?
- Elektra King.

Well, why would she blow
up her own pipeline?

It makes her look innocent.

The explosion covers up the
theft of the plutonium.

And they make it look
like a terrorist attack.

But why leave this half?

So there's enough
to spread around to

cover up for the part
that they did take.

But what are they gonna
do with the other half?

It's not enough to
make a nuclear bomb.

You're the scientist, you tell me.

I don't know.

But the world's greatest terrorist
running around with six kilos

of weapons-grade
plutonium can't be good.

I have to get it back, or
somebody's gonna have my ass.

First things first.

Bond to Robinson. Do you copy?

By the way, before we go any
further, I just wanna know,

what's the story with
you and Elektra?

We're strictly platonic. Now.

Bond to Robinson. Copy?

What's your story? What are
you doing here in Kazakhstan?

Avoiding those kind of
questions, just like you.

I read you, 007. Red alert.

M is missing with
Elektra. Three men down.

Await instructions. Out.

What do we do now?

There's one critical element
here I may have overlooked.

- What? More plutonium?
- No.

Beluga.

Caviar.

Brought me something?

The power to reshape the world.

Go on. It's safe.

Touch your destiny.

I have brought something
for you, as well.

Your present, courtesy
of the late Mr Bond.

- My executioner.
- Overpraise, I'm afraid.

But my people will finish the job.

Your people?

Your people will leave you here
to rot just like you left me.

You and my father.

- Your father wasn't...
- My father was nothing.

His kingdom, he stole
from my mother.

The kingdom I will
rightly take back.

I hope you're proud of
what you did to her.

I'm afraid it is you
who deserve credit.

When I took her, she
was promise itself,

and you left her at the
mercy of a man like me.

You ruined her.

For what? To get to me?

- She's worth 50 of me.
- For once, I agree with you.

Yes. And now we also
share a common fate.

You will die, along with
everyone in this city

and the bright, starry,
oil-driven future of the West.

Since you sent your
man to kill me, I've

been watching time
tick slowly away,

marching toward my own death.

Now you can have
the same pleasure.

Watch these hands, M.

By noon tomorrow, your time is up.

And I guarantee you,
I will not miss.

So beautiful.

So smooth.

So warm.

How would you know?

Why are you like this?
Because Bond is dead?

- It's what you wanted.
- Of course it's what I wanted.

He was...

He was a good lover?

What do you think? I
wouldn't feel anything?

I feel nothing.

What about this?

But surely, you can feel this?

Remember pleasure?

Wait here.

Always something. First the
casino, now the caviar factory.

I am a slave to the
free-market economy.

Hello?

Bond is alive.

Is nothing in this place straight?

Who are you? And how
did you get in?

I'll call security and
congratulate them.

Drink?

Can't you just say hello
like a normal person?

Get lost.

No, no, no. Down the back.

What's your business
with Elektra King?

I thought you were the one
giving her the business.

She drops $1 million
in your casino,

and you don't even blink an eye.

What's she paying you off for?

You know, if I were you, a
relationship with a man like that,

I wouldn't bet on it.

$5000 of beluga ruined.

That's nothing compared to what a
20-megaton nuclear bomb can do.

What are you talking about?

We had a nuclear bomb
stolen this morning.

Renard and Elektra King
are working together.

- I didn't know.
- Well, what do you know?

Q's not gonna like this.

Hide.

Get out.

Help.

Now, where were we?

- A rope, please.
- No. The truth.

She has M.

- I know nothing about that.
- Those blades were meant for you.

What does Elektra King
want you dead for?

It was you who
destroyed my factory,

then you drown my Rolls-Royce,

and now you're trying to
drown me in my own caviar.

Let me out.

Too bad we don't
have any champagne.

Or sour cream.

Okay, okay.

Occasionally, I get
equipment for her.

Machinery. You know,
Russian stuff.

And the pay-off in the casino?

It was a special job.

My nephew is in the navy.

He's smuggling some
machinery for her.

- Where?
- Absolutely not.

Where?

- Where?
- Istanbul.

You. Where have you been,
you gold-encrusted buffoon?

Sorry, boss. I must
have bumped my head.

Oh, really? Get me out of here,

I'll show you what a
bumped head feels like.

Look. We have no roof, but at
least we have four good walls.

The insurance company is
never going to believe this.

This used to be the KGB's
Istanbul safe house.

Now it's FSB. Federal
Security Bureau.

Same old friendly service
with a new name.

- Did you raise Nikoli?
- Nothing.

Try scanning the
emergency frequencies.

Tragedy.

In the old days, there were
at least a hundred places

where a submarine could
surface undetected.

Submarine?

What class is your nephew running?

- Victor III, you call it.
- Nuclear.

He's not loading
cargo. They want the

sub. They want to use the reactor.

That's it.

Put weapons-grade plutonium
in that sub's reactor,

instant catastrophic meltdown.

Making it all look
just like an accident.

But why?

Because the existing
pipelines from the

Caspian Sea go to the north. Here.

The oil is put on board
the tankers, shipped

across the Black Sea,
down to Istanbul.

The explosion would
destroy Istanbul,

contaminating the
Bosporus for decades.

And there'd be only one
way to get the oil out.

Yeah, down south to the
Med. The King pipeline.

Elektra's pipeline.

We must find Nikoli.

Captain Nikoli?

Sir.

Ready to load your cargo.

We have only a few hours
before we'll be missed.

You came with a skeleton crew?

Yeah, that's all we can
afford these days.

Of course.

Some brandy and
refreshments for your men.

Thank you.

Good morning.

What's the time?

It's time for you to die.

I've got something

on the emergency frequency.

Two six-digit numbers
cycled every 15 seconds.

A GPS signal.
Position coordinates.

Locator card. M.

- Here.
- Yeah. Maiden's Tower.

- Have you been there?
- No. No. Mr Bullion.

Bomb.

Come on, come on, come on.

After you. I insist.

Enjoyed your meal, boys?

Take them up and throw
them in the sea.

The extruder's in here.

It will take me half
an hour to set up

the machine to make
the plutonium rod.

Put them in here.

The reactor is secured. Everything
is complete as planned.

Is your helicopter ready?

It's going to pick me
up in half an hour.

Then this is the end.

No. This is the beginning.

The world will never be the same.

The future is yours.
Have fun with it.

James Bond.

If only you'd kept away,

we might have met again in a few
years and become lovers once more.

Take her to Renard.

Pretty thing. You had her, too?

I could've given you the world.

The world is not enough.

- Foolish sentiment.
- Family motto.

They were digging near here, and
they found some very pretty vases.

They also found this chair.

I think we ignore the old
ways at our peril, don't you?

- Where's M?
- Soon, she'll be everywhere.

All this because you
fell for Renard?

Five more turns and
your neck will break.

I've always had a power over men.

When I realised my father wouldn't
rescue me from the kidnappers,

I knew I had to form
another alliance.

You turned Renard.

Just like you, only
you were even easier.

I told him he had to hurt me.
He had to make it look real.

When he refused, I told
him I would do it myself.

So you killed your father.

He killed me.

He killed me the day he
refused to pay my ransom.

Was this all about the oil?

It is my oil.

Mine and my family's.

It runs in my veins,
thicker than blood.

I'm going to redraw the map.

And when I'm through, the whole
world will know my name,

my grandfather's name,
the glory of my people.

No one will believe this
meltdown was an accident.

They will believe.
They will all believe.

You understand?
Nobody can resist me.

You know what happens
when a man is strangled?

Elektra, it's not too late.

Eight million people need not die.

You should've killed me
when you had the chance.

But you couldn't. Not me.
Not a woman you've loved.

You meant nothing to me.

One last screw.

Oh, James.

Boss, you're alive.
So glad to see you.

Me too.

I'm looking for a submarine.

It's big and black, and the driver
is a very good friend of mine.

Bring it to me.

What a shame. He's just gone.

Zukovsky really hated you.

Everything's under control
up here. Are you ready?

Time to say good night.

James, you can't kill
me, not in cold blood.

Bond.

Call him off.

I won't ask again.

Call him off. Call him off.

Renard.

You wouldn't kill
me. You'd miss me.

Yes.

Dive. Bond...

I never miss.

Where is she?

James.

Thought I'd forgotten you?

Level at 100 feet.
Hold her steady.

Level at 100 feet.

If we can force them
up to the surface,

they'll show up on
the spy satellite,

bring out the navy.

Come on. Get up.

Over there. Go. Move.

Move. Go, go, go.

Get over there. Stay. Up.

Get us level. Level.

It's all smashed.

Christmas?

- So we're going up, then?
- Slight miscalculation.

Hold on.

Hold on, hold on.

Brace yourself.

- It's flooding.
- Get up to the hatch.

Damn. Come on. Go, go.

Move. Go on. Get out, now.

He's opened up the reactor.

And locked himself in.

I have to get up there to him.

We've got one chance.

I'll get out of the
submarine and back in

through the reactor
room escape hatch.

When the light goes red, press
this button so I can get back in.

James, it's too risky.

If I don't make it, use
this chamber to get out.

Close the hatch.

Be sure to exhale all
the way up. Close it.

James.

Help.

Come on, come on.

We're safe from the radiation

as long as the reactor
coolant doesn't burst.

If he had gotten the plutonium
rod in the reactor,

we could've written
off the whole city.

James.

Welcome to my nuclear family.

Are you really gonna
commit suicide for her?

You forget, I'm already dead.

Haven't you heard? So is she.

You're lying.

Liar.

She's waiting for you.

The hydrogen gas level's too high.

One spark and the
reactor will blow.

I have to stop it.

Go to the top of the
submarine. I'll

meet you in the torpedo bay. Go.

The reactor is flooded.

So it's safe even if
this place blows.

Hey.

Hey.

- Hi.
- Hello.

No, it's simply not the
case. No. Before that.

- Any word?
- No. Still no contact.

Always wanted to have
Christmas in Turkey.

- Was that a Christmas joke?
- From me? No. Never.

So isn't it time you
unwrapped your present?

Oh, I think so.

Look. What's that?

- The card.
- So he must be nearby.

Where?

- Where?
- It picks up body heat,

so humans come out orange.

There.

I thought you said he
was with Dr Jones?

It's getting redder.

007.

Must be a premature form
of the millennium bug.

I was wrong about you.

Yeah? How so?

I thought Christmas
only comes once a year.