Tomorrow Never Dies

I see. And you figured you could
charm the dirt out of me.

No. That wasn't my plan.
Good. Because if it
comes to a choice...

between you and Elliot,
I've made my bed.

You don't sleep in it anymore.
There you are.
I've been looking
everywhere for you.

I want you to meet Wai Lin,
New China News Agency.

- Hello, Mrs. Carver.
- It's a pleasure.

And this is James Bond.
I didn't realize
you knew each other.

- We're old friends.
- Casual acquaintances.

He dated my roommate in Zurich.
I'm thinking of getting Wai Lin
behind a news desk.

That's wonderful.
I'm sure she won't resist...

too much.
Tell me, Elliot, I was just
wondering about your satellites...

the way you've positioned
yourself globally.

They're merely tools
for information, Mr. Bond.

Or disinformation.
Say, if you wanted to manipulate
the course of governments or people.

Or even a ship.
That's very interesting, Mr. Bond.
You have a vivid imagination
for a banker.

Perhaps I should commission you
to write a novel.

Oh, heavens, no.
I'd be lost at sea. Adrift.

It's time to begin the festivities.
Excuse me. Darling?
So, how do you really know him?
I told you, he's a banker.
I met him in Zurich.

You're a terrible liar, dear.
I have a problem with a banker.
Could I see you a moment?
Ladies and gentlemen.