007之金手指 Goldfinger (1964)【完整台词】

Yahoo.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

Mr Ramirez and his friends
will be out of business.

At least he won't be
using heroin-flavoured

bananas to finance revolutions.

Don't go back to
your hotel, señor.

They'll be watching it.

There's a plane leaving
for Miami in an hour.

I'll be on it, but
first I have some

unfinished business to attend to.
Forgive me.

Why do you always wear that thing?

I have a slight
inferiority complex.

Where was I? Oh, yes.

Shocking.

Positively shocking.

♪ Goldfinger ♪

♪ He's the man ♪

♪ The man with the Midas touch ♪

♪ A spider's touch ♪

♪ Such a cold finger ♪

♪ Beckons you ♪

♪ To enter his web of sin ♪

♪ But don't go in ♪
♪ Golden words he will
pour in your ear ♪

♪ But his lies can't
disguise what you fear ♪

♪ For a golden girl ♪

♪ Knows when he's kissed her ♪

♪ It's the kiss of death ♪

♪ From Mr Goldfinger ♪

♪ Pretty girl ♪

♪ Beware of this heart of gold ♪

♪ This heart is cold ♪

♪ Golden words he will
pour in your ear ♪

♪ But his lies can't
disguise what you fear ♪

♪ For a golden girl ♪

♪ Knows when he's kissed her ♪

♪ It's the kiss of death ♪

♪ From Mr Goldfinger ♪

♪ Pretty girl ♪

♪ Beware of this heart of gold ♪

♪ This heart is cold ♪

♪ He loves only gold ♪

♪ Only gold ♪

♪ He loves gold ♪

♪ He loves only gold ♪

♪ Only gold ♪

♪ He loves gold ♪

How's this?

That's nice. Very nice.

Just here?

No, a little lower, darling.

I thought I'd find
you in good hands.

Felix.

Felix, how are you?

- Dink, meet Felix Leiter.
- Hello.

- Felix, say hello to Dink.
- Hi, Dink.

Dink, say goodbye to Felix.

Man talk.

You must be slipping,
007, letting the

opposition get that close to you.

They got a lot closer to you
in Jamaica, didn't they?

But what's on your
mind? I'm on holiday.

Not any more, you're
not. Signal from London.

Might have known M
wouldn't book me into

the best hotel in Miami Beach
out of pure gratitude.

He asked us to keep an
eye on him for you.

Auric Goldfinger.

Sounds like a French nail varnish.

He's British, but he
doesn't sound like it.

Big operator. Worldwide interests,
all apparently quite reputable.

Owns one of the finest
stud farms in the States.

What's the tie-up with Washington?

He's clean, as far
as CIA is concerned.

And where do I find him?

That's his pigeon
waiting for him now.

Goldfinger's been taking
him to the cleaners

every day for a week.

Morning, Mr Simmons. Ready
for our little game?

Sure, I'm ready.

When you're 10 grand in the hole,

you're ready for anything.

Could I have my usual seat?

You and your suntan.

That Goldfinger's a
fabulous card player.

Same stakes?

Let's double it. $5 a point.

Did you say five?

My luck's got to change sometime.

Okay.

I'll get back to the office and
cable M you're on the job.

You can fill me in on
the rest at dinner.

Fine, I'll call you later.

Four.

So soon?

How many?

Seven, 12, 18, 32, 44.

Miss?

Hey, what do you...

That's Mr Goldfinger's suite.

Yes, I know.

You're very sweet.

He just drew the king of clubs.

That makes his count 59.

He's got a diamond run, 8, 9, 10.

He's holding on to
the six of spades,

so I guess he thinks you want it.

That last draw was
the eight of hearts.

He needs kings and queens.

Who are you?

Bond. James Bond.

Come on, come on.

Ah, that's more like it.

What's your name?

Jill.

Jill who?

Jill Masterson.

Tell me, Jill, why does he do it?

He likes to win.

Why do you do it?

He pays me.

Is that all he pays you for?

And for being seen with him.

Just seen?

Just seen.

I'm so glad.

You're much too

nice to be mixed up in
anything like this, you know.

Now hear this, Goldfinger.

Your luck has just changed.

I doubt very much if
the Miami Beach police

would take kindly to
what you're doing.

Nod your head if you agree.

Nod.

Good. Now start
losing, Goldfinger.

Shall we say, $10,000?

No, let's be generous.
Let's make it 15,000.

May I see?

Well, I can see this
is really my day.

Gin.

Over and out.

That should keep him occupied
for quite some time.

I'm beginning to
like you, Mr Bond.

Oh, call me James.

More than anyone I've met
in a long time, James.

Well, what on earth are
we going to do about it?

Yes, what?

I'll tell you at dinner.

Where?

Well, I know the
best place in town.

Station W.E.B.S. brings you
the latest in world news.

Washington. At the White
House this afternoon,

the President said he was
entirely satisfied...

That makes two of us.

Hello.

Leiter here.

- Oh, Felix.
- Well, now?

What's that? Dinner?

No. Look, I'm sorry. I can't.

Something big's come up.

Right...

How about breakfast?

Okay.

Not too early.

I'll call you around 9:00.

Yes, 9:00 will be fine.

So long, James. Good night, Felix.

It's lost its chill.

Why, you...

It's all right, there's
another in the fridge.

Who needs it?

My dear girl, there are some
things that just aren't done,

such as drinking Dom Perignon '53

above a temperature of
38 degrees Fahrenheit.

That's as bad as listening to
the Beatles without earmuffs.

Now, where is this passion juice?

Jill?