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Now.
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Harold Strutter, CIA. Where were you
when I didn't need you?
:26:14
It got obvious
you weren't coming out front.
:26:17
Not even with that clever disguise
you were wearing.
:26:20
A white face in Harlem.
:26:22
Good thinking, Bond.
Let's get outta here.
:26:28
I'm surprised they didn't spot you.
:26:30
There's a remarkable girl back there
with a deck of cards.
:26:34
I saw those cards on the way up.
Spades, James. Every one.
:26:38
You were nailed the minute you left 74.
:26:40
Only one man can pull together
that much black muscle in this town.
:26:44
Calls himself Mr Big.
:26:46
You name the business.
They say he has a black concession.
:26:55
What would a foreign prime minister
like Kananga
:26:58
want with an American gangster?
:27:00
Question is, what would Mr Big
want with a two-bit island diplomat?
:27:04
Mr Big? Where the hell
does he fit into this mess?
:27:12
A genuine Felix lighter. Illuminating.
:27:15
Now listen, James,
:27:16
Kananga's got a private plane and he's
leaving for San Monique within the hour.
:27:21
- Get me on the next available flight.
- I already did.
:27:25
I knew you wouldn't pass up a chance
to get away from where the real action is.
:27:40
The legendary Baron Samedi, folks.
:27:42
That's Saturday,
for those who speak French.
:27:45
Voodoo god of cemeteries
and chief of the legion of the dead.
:27:48
The man who cannot die.
But, for our purposes,
:27:52
just a performer in a musical
extravaganza we've cooked up
:27:56
for you wonderful people.