Tomorrow Never Dies

If I didn't know better, I'd say
you were following me around, Mr. Bond.

You'll have to admit, though...
we seem to have developed
a certain attachment to each other.

Hopefully not for long.
Another Carver building.
If I didn't know better, I'd say
he'd developed an edifice complex.

General Chang?
Friend of yours?
Mr. Bond. Miss Lin.
Welcome to Saigon.
It's always nice
to see you, Elliot.

I hadn't intended opening
this center until tomorrow...

but as you're here you can help me
to write the inaugural story...

your obituaries.
I hope you extended
the same courtesy to Paris.

Actually, Mr. Bond, you're the one
who wrote my late wife's obituary...

when you asked her
to betray me.

Still, let's see...
"British secret service agent
James Bond...

and his collaborator
Wai Lin...

of the Chinese People's
External Security Force...

were found...
dead this morning...
in Vietnam."
Lacks punch, don't you think?
It's old news, Elliot.
We've been working together for months.

Both our governments know
what you and General Chang are up to.