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Scene: Gibraltar Harbour, where numerous ships (including a British naval destroyer) are moored
A man with binoculars watches the destroyer from some distance away. A newspaper with the headline “British Naval Commander Murdered” and a photo of James Bond lies on the table before him. On the ship, James’s funeral is taking place.
Navy Guy: We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trump. For the trumpet shall sound and the dead shall be raised incorruptible, and we shall all be changed. We therefore commit his body to the deep to be turned into corruption, looking for the resurrection of the body when the sea shall give up her dead. Present! Fire! Fire! Fire!
A gun salute is fired as the body is tipped over the side into the water. The man with the binoculars is still watching. Under the water, the body slowly floats to the seabed and is picked up by two divers. The take it to a nearby submerged submarine and carry it through the hatch.
Sub Captain: Carry on.
Naval officer: Aye, aye, sir.
The wrappings are removed to reveal James alive, with a breathing tube in his mouth.
James: Request permission to come aboard, sir.
Sub Captain: Permission granted.
James: Thank you.
Sub Captain: Take this officer aft.
Naval officer: Yes, sir.
James is led through the belly of the sub.
Sub Navigator: Number One, take her up to 90 feet. Course zero four five.
Sub Pilot: Aye, aye, sir.
James steps into Moneypenny’s submarine office, deftly throwing his navy cap onto the hatstand.
James: Hello, Penny.
Moneypenny: You’d better go right in. You’re late as usual, even from your own funeral.
James: Well, we corpses have absolutely no sense of timing.
A buzzer goes off.
Moneypenny: In you go… sir.
James: Thank you… ma’am.
James steps through into M’s office, which looks identical to his one above ground.
M: Sit down, 007.
James: Thank you, sir.
M: No ill effects?
James: None at all, sir.
M: Well now that you’re dead, perhaps some of your old friends will pay a little less attention to you for a while. Give you more elbow room. You’ll need it, too. This is the big one, 007. That’s why I’m out here myself. I take it you’re fully briefed.
James: Oh, yes, sir. But there’s one thing I don’t understand. If our Singapore tracking station is correct about the rocket not landing in Russia, then where did it land?
M: We assume it’s Japan. Mind you, all this is pure guesswork, but the PM wants us to play it with everything we’ve got.
James: And the aerial reconnaissance?
M: Every inch photographed. Nothing.
James: Are the Japanese equipped to launch such a rocket?
M: We don’t think so.
James: Then who else is?
M: That’s what you’ve got to find out, and fast. Before the real shooting starts. This damn thing could blow up into a full-scale war. When you get to Tokyo, go to that name and address. Our man Henderson will contact you there.
Captain: (on intercom) Captain here, sir. We’re underway. Full ahead.
M: Right. Well, that’s all.
James: Thank you, sir.
M: We’ve only three weeks before the Americans launch the next one. You know that, don’t you?
James: Yes, sir.
M: And my sources tell me the Russians are planning one even earlier than that. So move fast, 007.
James: Yes, sir.
James goes back out into Moneypenny’s office and retrieves his hat.
Moneypenny: Oh, by the way. How was the girl?
James: Which girl?
Moneypenny: The Chinese one we fixed you up with.
James: Another five minutes, I’d have found out.
Moneypenny: She’ll never know what she missed.
M: (on intercom) Miss Moneypenny. Give 007 the password we’ve agreed with Japanese SIS.
Moneypenny: Yes, sir. We tried to think of something that you wouldn’t forget.
Moneypenny: I… love… you. Repeat it please, to make sure you get it.
James: Don’t worry, I get it. Sayonara.
Moneypenny: James, good luck. Oh! Instant Japanese. You may need it.
She throws him a book.
James: You forget, I took a first in oriental languages at Cambridge.