The World Is Not Enough

Miss Moneypenny:
James! Have you brought me a souvenir from your trip? Chocolates? An engagement ring?

James Bond:
I thought you might enjoy one of these.

[gives Miss Moneypenny a cigar tube]

Miss Moneypenny:
How romantic. I know exactly where to put that.

[throws the cigar tube in the bin]

James Bond:
Oh Moneypenny, the story of our relationship: close, but no cigar.

Q:
I've always tried to teach you two things. First, never let them see you bleed.

James Bond:
And the second?

Q:
Always have an escape plan.

James Bond:
[after Q introduces Bond to his successor] If you're Q, does that make him R?

R:
Ah yes, the legendary 007 wit, or at least half of it.

James Bond:
What business do you have with Elektra King?

Zukovsky:
I thought you were the one giving her the business.

Dr. Christmas Jones:
Do you wanna explain why you did that? I could have stopped that bomb! You almost killed us!

James Bond:
I did kill us. She thinks we're dead and she thinks she got away with it.

Dr. Christmas Jones:
Do you want to put that in English for those of us who don't speak spy? Who's she?

James Bond:
Elektra King.

Dr. Christmas Jones:
Well, why would she blow up her own pipeline?

James Bond:
It makes her look innocent. The explosion covers up the theft of the plutonium... and they make it look like a terrorist attack.

Dr. Christmas Jones:
[takes a tin of plutonium out of her bag] But why leave this half?

James Bond:
So there's enough to spread around to cover up for the part that they did take.

Dr. Christmas Jones:
But what are they gonna do with the other half? Its not enough to make a nuclear bomb.

James Bond:
You're the scientist; you tell me.

Dr. Christmas Jones:
I don't know..but the world's greatest terrorist running around with 6 kilos of weapons-grade plutonium can't be good. I have to get it back, or somebody's gonna have my ass.

James Bond:
First things first.

Elektra King:
I could have given you the world.

James Bond:
The world is not enough.

Elektra King:
Foolish sentiment.

James Bond:
Family motto.

Elektra King:
[to Renard as she announces that she has captured M for him] Your present, courtesy of the late Mr. Bond.

Renard:
My executioner.

M:
Overpraise, I'm afraid. But my people will finish the job.

Elektra King:
Your people? Your people will leave you here to rot. Just like you left me- you and my father.

M:
Your father wasn't...

Elektra King:
MY FATHER WAS NOTHING! The kingdom he stole from my mother, the kingdom I will rightly take back.

[Elektra leaves]

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

Renard:
I'm afraid it is you who deserve credit. When I took her, she was promise itself. And then you left her at the mercy of a man like me. You made that happen. For what? To get to me? She's worth fifty of me.

M:
For once, I agree with you.

Renard:
Yes. And now we both share a common fate. You will die along with everyone in the city. Along with the bright, starry, oil driven future of the West. [Renard reaches for an alarm clock and holds it in his hands] Since you sent your men to kill me, I've been watching time tick away, marching towards 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.

James Bond:
Expecting Davidov? He caught a bullet instead of the plane. [grabs Renard and holds him at gunpoint] Get off and keep your mouth shut!

Renard:
You can't kill me. I'm already dead.

James Bond:
Not dead enough for me.

Renard:
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've brought me the plane.

James Bond:
What's your plan for the bomb?!

Renard:
You first. Or could it be you don't have a plan?

James Bond:
That bomb will never leave this room!

Renard:
Neither will you. How sad…to be threatened by a man who can't grasp what he's involved in.

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

Renard:
And what do you believe in? Preservation of capital?

[Renard pulls away from Bond]

Renard:
Go ahead. Shoot me. I welcome it. My men will hear the shot and kill you.

James Bond:
And the firefight will bring down half the army from above.

Renard:
But when a certain phone call isn't made in twenty minutes, Elektra dies.

James Bond:
You're bluffing.

Renard:
She's beautiful, isn't she? You should have had her before, when she was innocent. How does it feel to know that I broke her in for you?

[Bond gets angry and pistol-whips Renard across the forehead. Renard falls to the ground]

James Bond:
[as the puts the silencer on his P99] I usually hate killing an unarmed man. Cold-blooded murder is a filthy business.

Renard:
A man tires of being executed.

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

Dr. Christmas Jones:
Wait a minute. Are you going to do what I think you're going to do?

James Bond:
What do I need to defuse a nuclear bomb?

Dr. Christmas Jones:
Me.

James Bond:
[pointing a gun at Elektra] Call it off. I won't ask again. Call it off. CALL IT OFF!

Elektra:
[says into the walkie-talkie] Renard. [to Bond] You wouldn't kill me. You'd miss me.

Renard:
[from the walkie-talkie] Yes.

Elektra:
Dive. Bond...[Bonds shoots her and she falls into her bed, dead]

James Bond:
[To M as she enters the room] I never miss.

[Bond and Renard battle in the submarine]

James Bond:
You would commit suicide for her [Elektra]?

Renard:
You forget, I'm already dead!

James Bond:
Haven't you heard? So is she!

Renard:
[stunned] You're lying…rrraaagh!

. . .

[Bond traps Renard]

James Bond:
She's waiting for you! [twists a knob and impales Renard with his own plutonium fuel rod]

[last lines]

James Bond:
[in bed with Jones] I was wrong about you.

Dr. Christmas Jones:
Yeah, how so?

James Bond:
I thought Christmas only comes once a year.

Danger, Suspense, Excitement. There must be when he's around.

Some men want to rule the world... Some women ask for the world... Some believe the world is theirs for the taking... But for one man, The World Is Not Enough!!!

As the countdown begins for the new millienum there is still one number you can always count on.

Bond is Back

[at Q's lab, Bond notices a bagpiper playing, who then turns to a ballistics dummy, aiming his bagpipes at the dummy. One of the pipes fires machine gun bullets, another is a flamethrower]

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

Q:
Oh, pipe down, 007.

Bond:
Was it something I said?

Q:
No. Something you destroyed: My fishing boat [points to advanced (and heavily damaged) skiff Bond earlier used] for my retirement, away from you. [opens pool table. A platform arises, showing a man working on a BMW coupe. Bond and Q walk toward it] Now, I want to introduce you to the young fellow I'm grooming to follow me.

Man:
[looks at Q and Bond] Oh... [man has lab gown stuck on the car door; he looks around in confusion. Bond opens it.]

Bond:
Helps if you open the door.

Man:
Hmm. And you might be?

Q:
This is 007!

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

R:
Ah yes, the legendary 007 wit, or at least half of it.

R:
Now, 007, I daresay, I think you've met your match with this machine.

James Bond:
[Putting on some nearby shades, that are really x-ray glasses] Oh, really? New model, improved specs?

R:
I thought you were on the Inactive roster; some kind of injury?

James Bond:
Yes, well, we'll see about that. So...

R:
As I was saying, the very latest in interception countermeasures. Titanium armor, a multi-tasking heads-up display, and six beverage cup holders. All in all, rather stocked.

Q:
"Fully loaded," I believe is the term.

R:
I think–

Q:
You're not here to think, you're here to do what I tell you. Now, go put on the coat and demonstrate for 007.

R:
But of course. Now, watch carefully please, 007. [Puts on the snow jacket] 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–

Q:
[Q and Bond give a look to each other] Oh, pull the tag! [Pulls a tag on the front of the jacket]

R:
Oh! But you said–! [An inflatable self-closing ball inflates out the back of the jacket, then wraps around R. He falls and rolls around blindly, stuck in the ball] Oooh! Q! Ooof!

James Bond:
He seems well-suited for the job. [Q chuckles and goes to a nearby platform] Now, you're not retiring anytime soon. [pause] Are you?

Q:
Now, pay attention 007. I've always tried to teach you two things. First, never let them see you bleed.

Bond:
And the second?

Q:
Always have an escape plan. [presses button and goes down platform]