Die Another Day (James Bond 007) (Die Another Day)

Look, what is this? I'm supposed to...

I am Zao.

You are late.

Mr. Van Bierk. I've been looking forward to this meeting.

Me too.

My African military friends owe you many thanks, Colonel Moon.

Few men have the guts to trade conflict diamonds since the U.N. embargo.

I know all about the U.N. I studied at Oxford and Harvard.

Majored in Western hypocrisy.

From your modest collection of cars, I wouldn't have guessed.

Show me the diamonds.

Show me the weapons.

Hiding weapons in the de-militarised zone.

- It's a bit of a minefield out there. - America's cultural contribution.

One million landmines. And my hovercrafts float right over them.

RPGs, flamethrowers, automatic weapons...

and enough ammunition to run a small war.

My diamonds?

Don't blow it all at once.

I have special plans for this consignment.

His name is James Bond, a British assassin.

Mr. Van Bierk, let me show you something.

Our new tank buster.

Depleted uranium shells, naturally.

Naturally.

And how do you propose to kill me now, Mr. Bond?

It's pathetic that you British still believe you have the right to police the world.

You will not live to see the day all Korea is ruled by the North.

Then you and I have something in common.

Saved by the bell.

My son is dead.

I don't condone what they do here.

Tell it to the concierge.

Still you jest.

Defiant to the last.

Your people have abandoned you.

Your very existence denied.

Why stay silent?

It doesn't matter anymore.

Things are out of my hands.

We reach the end, Mr. Bond.

Spare me the unpleasantries.

Fifty years after the superpowers carved Korea in two...

and then you arrive.

A British spy, an assassin.

And now the hard-liners have their proof.

We cannot trust the West.

You...

You took away my son.

Your firing squad should have done the job for me.

I hoped a Western education would help him become a bridge...

between our worlds.

But all it did was to corrupt him.

Let's get this over with, shall we?

My son had an ally in the West.

For the last time, who was it?

Who made him betray his country and name?

The same person who betrayed me.

Turn around.

Start walking.

Keep walking, please.

Keep moving.

Zao.

I'm being traded...

for you.

Keep moving. Keep walking, please.

Your time will come.

Not as soon as yours.

Keep walking, please.

Look at him.

Double check.

You'd think he was some kind of a hero.

- Reference nine. - Sir.

Section four.

Okay, hold him tight. Got him.

Watch his legs now.

All right, let's go.

No biological agents in the prelim scan. He's clean.

Pulse, 72. Blood pressure, 120/80.

Indications of neurotoxins, histamine, serotonin and enzyme inhibitors.

Scorpion venom.

They'd sting him then administer the antidote.

Yet his internal organs seem unaffected.

Liver not too good. It's definitely him then.

Morning.

Welcome back.

Such hospitality.

You don't seem too pleased to see me.

If I'd had my way, you'd still be in North Korea.

Your freedom came at too high a price.

Zao.

He tried to blow up a summit between South Korea and China.

Took out three Chinese agents before he was caught.

And now he's free.

I never asked to be traded.

I'd rather die than let him loose.

- You had cyanide. - Threw it away years ago. What is this?

The top American agent...

in the North Korean High Command was executed a week ago.

The Americans intercepted a signal from your prison naming him.

- And they think it's me? - You were the only inmate.

They concluded you cracked and were hemorrhaging information.

We had to get you out.

And what do you think?

With the drugs they gave you, you wouldn't know what you said.

I know the rules.

And number one is, no deals.

Get caught and you're given up.

The mission was compromised.

Moon got a call exposing me.

He had a partner in the West. Even his father knew.

- Whether that's true or not, it's irrelevant. - No, it isn't.

The same person who set me up then set me up to get Zao out.

So I'm going after him.

You're going to our evaluation center in the Falklands.

Double-O status rescinded.

Along with my freedom?

For as long as I deem necessary, yes.

You're no use to anyone now.

- He's in cardiac arrest. - Get the crash cart. Notify his superiors.

- He's flat-lining on the ECG. - Stand by.

Two hundred joules.

Three hundred.

Get me some atropine. We're losing him! Stand by. Clear.

I'm checking out.

Thanks for the kiss of life.

Security breach on level three. All personnel, defensive code red.

Apprehend and detain with force.

Security breach on level three. All personnel, defensive code red.

Apprehend and detain with force.

Security breach on level three. All personnel, defensive code red.

My goodness, standards are falling.

No tie, dear me.

My usual suite, please.

Do you have a credit card?

Or even any luggage, sir?

Mr. Bond, so good to see you.

- It's been a long time. - Mr. Chang.

Send up my tailor. And some food.

The lobster's good, with quails' eggs and sliced seaweed.

- And if there's any left, a '61 Bollinger. - Of course.

Been busy, have we, Mr. Bond?

Just surviving, Mr. Chang. Just surviving.

I am Peaceful Fountains of Desire, the masseuse.

I come with compliments of the manager.

I'm sure you do. Come in.

On the bed, please. Face down.

Yes, of course.

I'm not that kind of masseuse.

I'm not that kind of customer.

You think I haven't always known you're Chinese Intelligence, Chang?

- Hong Kong is our turf now. - Don't worry about it.

I'm not here to take it back.

Put your hands down.

What the hell do you want?

Just to help you settle a score.

Zao killed three of your men.

You get me into North Korea, I'll take care of him for you.

What's in it for you?

Chance to get even.

Zao has information I need.

- I'll have to ask Beijing. - Do it.

Now get out.

Unless you really wanna give me a massage.

Mr. Bond.

A little thank-you from us.

Cuba?

It seems Mr. Zao has lost himself in Havana.

If you find him, say goodbye from us.

With pleasure.

I'm here to pick up some Delectados.

Delectados? We haven't made Delectados in 30 years.

Universal Exports. Check with your boss.

Raoul...

Universal Exports.

Follow me.

Your passport, senor.

I'd come to think the Delectados would never be smoked.

They are particularly hazardous for one's health, Mr...?

Bond.

Mr. Bond.

Do you know why?

It's the addition of the Volado tobacco.

Slow burning.

It never goes out.

Just like a sleeper.

Sorry for the rude awakening.

I love my country.

I'd never ask you to betray your people.

- I'm after a North Korean. - A tourist?

A terrorist.

One man's terrorist is another man's freedom fighter.

Zao has no interest in other people's freedom.

I still have some friends in high places.

Favors called in. Some dollars spread about.

We find your friend is here, on an island.

In Los Organos.

There is a strange clinic run by Dr. Alvarez.

He leads the field in gene therapy.

Increasing the life expectancy of our beloved leaders.