Casino Royale

They used to say a good spy
is a pure spy, inside and out.

Roses, Tanagra figurines and Debussy.
He plays Debussy every afternoon
from sunset until it's too dark
to read the music.

Stands on his head a lot, eats royal jelly.
Lets his intestines down
and washes them by hand.

Something he learned
during his sojourn in Tibet.

M, what gives?
I forgot to mention lions.
- Lions and more lions.
- We're surrounded by lions.

I did not come here
to be devoured by symbols of monarchy!

I warn you, M, if this is a trap...
Calm yourselves, gentlemen.
It's no trap, I assure you.

The lions are only curious.
He has few visitors.

That I can believe.