Octopussy (James Bond 007) (Octopussy)

Su caballo ha sido el favorito...

...de las más importantes competiciones.

Don Piquillo tiene cinco años.

Maní, como dije, tiene muchas medallas ganadas en competiciones.

Alvarado sufrió una caída el año pasado...

...en las competiciones de Rio de Janeiro...

...lo que no le permitía saltar por unos pocos meses.

Pero con todo esto, el sigue siendo...

- 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!

Please be careful.

¡Escuadrón, atención, al trote!

- Un, dos, un, dos... - Apunta al objetivo.

Uno, dos. Vamos, vamos. Muévete, muévete, date prisa.

- Coronel. - ¡Continã!

Sí.

Argh!

Well, it's a small world! You're a Toro, too!

- ¡Interrogaciãn! - Sí, coronel. Mãotalo al camiãn.

Yahora, el capitã¡n Alvarado va a saludar.

Gracias, querida.

I'll see you in Miami.

¡El inglãs escapã!

- Alerta, preparen el fuego. - Apunten, ¡fuego!

¡Cierren la puerta!

Fill her up, please.

All I wanted was a sweet distraction

For an hour or two

Had no intention to do

The things we've done

Funny how it always goes with love

When you don't look, you find

But then we're two of a kind

We move as one

We're an all time high

We'll change all that's gone before

Doing so much more

Than falling in love

On an all time high

We'll take on the world and win

So hold on tight

Let the flight

Begin

I don't want to waste a waking moment

I don't want to sleep

I'm in so strong and so deep

And so are you

In my time I've said these words before

But now I realise

My heart was telling me lies

For you they're true

We're an all time high

We'll change all that's gone before

Doing so much more

Than falling in love

On an all time high

We'll take on the world and win

So hold on tight

Let the flight

Begin

So hold on tight

Let the flight

Begin

We're an all time high

Argh!

Your guests have arrived, Ambassador.

We should go, my dear.

Well...

I must say, 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.

- Ah, 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 FabergFabergé as a gift for the Russian royal family.

They're priceless and, uh... 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, numbered 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."

The next subject 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.

Uh, Comrade Chairman!

General Orlov.

Er, 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. - Da.

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! - (Orlov) 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, Lenkin!

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!