Dr. No

- Then you killed him?
- He was killed, but never mind how.

Who are you working for, Professor?
I'll tell you, as you won't live to use
the information. I'm working for...

It's a Smith & Wesson.
And you've had your six.
Better late than never.
- Everything ready?
- Yeah, for the last two hours.

Everything's going to be fine.
Bottom part of where my belly used to be
tells me different.

For me, Crab Key will be
a gentle relaxation.

From what? Dames?
No, from being a clay pigeon.
This is as far as we can go
with the engine.

Make with paddle and wind
from now on in.

Let me go with him.
No, we settled that. Anyhow, it's my beat.
But it's my head in the noose
if anything gets unstuck.

Canaveral can only wait 48 hours
for that moonshot.

We'll be back in 12.
If not, then it's your beat.

You'd better bring your Marines with you.
Hey, Quarrel, if you see a dragon,
get in first and breathe on him, you hear?

With all that rum in you, he'll die happy!