Spectre

Where are you going?

I won't be long.

Welcome, Signor Sciarra.

I trust you had a pleasant journey.

Do you have it?

Yes. It's over there.

When do we blow the stadium?

This evening at six.

And the flight out of here?

All arranged.

And then what?

Then I visit The Pale King.

A toast, my friend.

To Death!

Bottoms up.

Meet me in the square!

I've been here before

But always hit the floor

I've spent a lifetime running

And I always get away

But with you I'm feeling something

That makes me want to stay

If I risk it all

Could you break my fall?

How do I live? How do I breathe?

When you're not here I'm suffocating

I want to feel love run through my blood

Tell me is this where I give it all up?

For you I have to risk it all

'Cause the writing's on the wall

A million shards of glass

That haunt me from my past

As the stars begin to gather

And the light begins to fade

When all hope begins to shatter

Know that I won't be afraid

If I risk it all

Could you break my fall?

How do I live? How do I breathe?

When you're not here I'm suffocating

I want to feel love run through my blood

Tell me is this where I give it all up?

For you I have to risk it all

'Cause the writing's on the wall

The writing's on the wall

How do I live? How do I breathe?

When you're not here I'm suffocating

I want to feel love run through my blood

Tell me is this where I give it all up?

For you I have to risk it all

'Cause the writing's on

The wall

Start anywhere you like.

Take your time, 007, but in five minutes

the head of the Joint Security Service

is going to walk through that door,

and I've got to explain to him

how one of our agents decided to potter off to Mexico, all on his own,

and cause an international incident.

With all due respect, sir, it could've been worse.

Worse? You blew up half a bloody block.

Well, better half a block than a whole stadium full of people.

You had no authority.

None.

As you know, we're in the middle of the biggest shakeup

in the history of British intelligence.

The ink's barely dry on this merger with MI5

and already they're itching for a chance to scrap

the double-0 program forever.

And you've just given them one.

You're right, sir.

You have got a tricky day ahead.

This is an official question.

Mexico City. What were you doing there?

It was just a coincidence. I was taking some overdue holiday.

Okay. Fine.

As of this morning, you are officially grounded.

I'm standing you down from all operations indefinitely.

Very good, sir.

007?

Sir?

I don't know what you're playing at,

but whatever it is, it has to stop.

Now.

So sorry. Am I interrupting? Not remotely.

007, I'd like you to meet Max Denbigh,

head of the Joint Security Service.

It's a pleasure to finally meet you, 007. I've heard a lot about you.

Most of it good.

Congratulations on your new appointment.

Thank you.

I suppose we should call you C now.

No, no. "Max," please.

No, I think I'll call you C,

C.

As you wish.

Well, my door is always open, 007, for my employees.

This merger's gonna be a whole new chapter for us.

We're going to bring British intelligence out of the Dark Ages

into the light.

That all sounds lovely.

That'll be all, 007. Report to Q tomorrow for medical, thank you.

Very good, sir.

James?

Moneypenny.

So? How was the meeting?

Very good, thank you.

Here.

Forensics finally released this. What is it?

It's personal effects they recovered from Skyfall.

Perfect. You can bring it to me later.

What do you mean? My place, 9:00.

Evening.

Come in.

Have you just moved in?

No.

Well, I like what you've done with the place.

Your delivery.

Thank you.

Would you like a drink?

No, thanks. I'm not staying.

That's a shame.

What's going on, James?

There's not one person at MI6 who isn't talking about it.

Talking about what, exactly?

That what you did in Mexico was one step too far.

That you're finished.

And what do you think?

I think you're just getting started.

I don't know what you mean.

All right.

I think you've got a secret.

And it's something you won't tell anyone.

Because you don't trust anyone.

If anything happens to me, 007, I need you to do something.

Find a man called Marco Sciarra.

Kill him.

And don't miss the funeral.

Jesus.

Where did you get it?

In my mailbox just after she died.

Well, she was never short of surprises.

She wasn't gonna let death get in the way of her job.

I've been tracking Sciarra ever since.

And what have you found?

Nothing significant yet.

When's the funeral?

Three days. In Rome.

If you think M's signing off on that, you're insane.

He won't let you out of his sight.

Yes, it's a bit of a problem.

Listen.

Could you do a little quiet digging for me?

I heard a name in Mexico. "The Pale King."

You want me to be your mole.

Yes.

And what makes you think you can trust me?

Instinct.

Poor old girl. Rigged for demolition in a week.

Cheaper to knock her down than to rebuild.

Still.

Time waits for no man and all that.

Anyway, all the money's been spent on this,

the New Centre for National Security.

So that's C's new digs.

You've met him, have you?

Yesterday. What do we know about him?

Classic Whitehall mandarin.

Wrote a dossier last year

on how the double-0 program was obsolete,

how drones could do all our dirty work abroad.

Went to school with the Home Secretary.

Of course, he did.

This merger's just the start of it.

In three days, there's a security conference in Tokyo

to decide the New World Order.

If C gets his way, he'll have unlimited access

to the combined intelligence streams of nine countries.

Including us.

Quite.

Well, a lot's happened while you were away.

A train bombing in Hamburg and an industrial explosion in Tunisia.

It's not great timing for us.

It's all rather playing into C's hands.

M, well, let's say he's feeling the pressure.

Yeah, I've noticed.

Now, this way, 007.

Be careful. It's a trifle slippery.

Q wasn't exactly feeling at home in Whitehall,

what with the new merger,

so he set up shop here, away from prying eyes, as it were.

I hear he's got something rather special planned for you.

I can hardly wait.

Ah, 007.

- Q. - Please excuse the mess.

Everything's a little bit up in the air,

what with the changes and all.

Couple of things to get through.

Shall we get started?

Just relax.