Tomorrow Never Dies

Your countrymen are being
so cooperative...

so predictably eager
to save face.

My government knows you're out here.
They're looking for you.

Not according to our radar...
where it seems your MiGs
are about to attack the British fleet...

in how many minutes?
Nine minutes to firing range.
And even if they were
looking for me...

we're on a stealth boat.
They can't see me,
or you...

or even your friend...
the late Commander Bond...
who is at this moment on his way
to the bottom of the South China Sea.

He's my new anchorman.
What on earth's going on?
A message from 007...
just confirmed by
my opposite number in China.

"Tell the fleet to search for a ship
that's invisible will almost invisible to radar."

The Chinese aren't the enemy.
Carver's been playing
both sides for fools.

Admiral, sir,
urgent message from the Admiralty.

Look at this.
If you got anything on radar that looks very small?
Lifeboat, periscope, anything?

- No, sir.
- Stealth boat, sir? They have gone mad.

What you're about to witness, Miss Lin,
is not so much a missile attack...

but the launch
of a new world order.

In Prosaically five minutes, after your countrymen
have attacked the British fleet...

I shall retaliate
for dear old England...

by sending this missile
into Beijing...