Dr. No

- Now.
- C'est suivi, monsieur.

Looks like you're out to get me.
It's an idea, at that.
- Eight.
- Huit á la banque.

Neuf á la banque.
- Excuse me, sir.
- Thank you.

André, I must pass the shoe.
I hope you'll forgive me,
but it's most important.

Thank you.
Have those changed, will you?
Too bad you have to go.
Just as things were getting interesting.

Tell me, Miss Trench, do you play any
other games? Besides "chemin de fer"?

Hmm. Golf,
amongst other things.
- Tomorrow afternoon, then.
- Tomorrow? Let me see...

And, uh, we could have dinner
afterwards, perhaps?

Sounds tempting.
May I, um,
let you know in the morning?
My number's on the card.
See if he's there, will you?
James, where on earth have you been?
I've been searching London for you!

007 is here, sir.
He'll see you in a minute.
What gives?
Me. Given an ounce of encouragement.
You never take "me" to dinner
looking like this, James.

You never take me to dinner. Period.
I would, you know. Only M
would have me court-martialled for

illegal use of government property.