007之金枪人 The Man with the Golden Gun (1974)【完整台词】

It was an inspiration
sending that bullet.

You're late.

It was a double feature.

What are you doing?

Putting my jewellery away.

You can come out now.

What time is it?

2:00-ish.

2:00?

Do you mean I've been
in here for two hours?

All in the line of duty.

Duty? I'm resigning
in the morning.

Oh, Goodnight, come on,
don't let us down.

The Service needs women like you.

Well, obviously you don't.

Forgive me, darling.

Your turn will come, I promise.

As soon as she brings
me that solex.

For killing Scaramanga?

If she gets me the
solex agitator first.

First?

James, you must be good.

We'll find out about that
the next time I meet her.

She's making the arrangements.

Sorry I'm late.

Bangkok traffic's worse
than Piccadilly.

He's made contact.

How's the charm boy doing?

Need you ask?

Meet you outside.

Did you bring it?

Darling, I left it
in your handbag.

It must be in here
somewhere, dear.

I saw the man in the
shop give it to you.

Without the ticket, we can't
get a receipt for customs.

You won't find it in there, Mr
Bond. I looked before you came.

I wouldn't do that either.

Look behind you.

Lower.

A gun and a bag of
peanuts. How original.

What will they think of next?

My name is Scaramanga.

Francisco Scaramanga.

I feel I know you,

although I never thought we
should ever really meet.

It's a very great
pleasure for me, Mr Bond,

thanks to Miss Anders.

You've a strange way of
showing your gratitude.

A mistress cannot
serve two masters.

A difficult shot, but
most gratifying.

Well, we all get our jollies
one way or another.

Mine have always
been guns, Mr Bond.

When I was a boy, I was
brought up in a circus.

My only real friend was a
magnificent African bull elephant.

One day his handler mistreated
him and he went berserk.

Bleeding, dying,

he came and found me.

Stood on one leg, his best trick,

picked me up and put
me on his back.

The man emptied the
gun into his eye.

I emptied my stage
pistol into his.

An eye for an eye.

Nut?

You see, Mr Bond, I always
thought I liked animals

and I discovered that I liked
killing people even more.

Keep this. Whatever you
do, don't lose it.

I have to get back to help James.

Something's gone wrong?

There's a midget
with a gun on him.

A midget?

Same one I saw outside
the Bottoms Up.

And the girl is dead.
Call the police.

Forget the girl.
She's replaceable.

I shall find what
she stole from me.

Personally, I've got nothing
against you, Mr Bond,

so let us hope our paths
never cross again.

Please don't try to follow me.

Your peanut-toting friend
back there wouldn't like it.

No, he wouldn't.

You want to try one of mine?

- Where's the solex?
- I gave it to Goodnight.

- And where's Goodnight?
- Outside.

She must be by the car.

Women. Walkie-talkie.

Goodnight, where are you?

Somebody locked me in a boot.

In a what?

The midget's car. I'm locked in.

It's a bronze car with a
black roof, number 7543.

- The keys.
- I haven't got them.

Oh, no.

Goodnight, where are the car keys?

I've got the keys. And
I've got the solex, too.

Taxi.

Stay in there, Goodnight.
We've got you spotted.

Taxi. Taxi.

How about a demonstration, boy?

Certainly, sir.

What the hell is going on?

Now I know you.

Oh, no.

You're that secret agent.

That English secret
agent from England.

You're chasing somebody.

Who you after this
time, boy? Commies?

Let's go get them.

I'm with you all the way.

Oh. I think we've got trouble.

Pull your cars over, you
little brown pointy-heads.

I'm a peace officer.

- James, are you still there?
- James?

Can you hear me? James.

All right, Goodnight. Don't panic.

- Who's that?
- It's...

- It's headquarters.
- Let me talk to them.

Hello. This is Sheriff J.W.
Pepper, Louisiana State Police.

Now, you call my wife
at the Narai Hotel

and tell her I'm on a mission.

I've been deputised.

- Right?
- Right.

Which car are we all chasing, boy?

Move it. Move it.

Get that piece of
junk off the road.

They went to the left, boy.

Press that pedal, boy.

Where the hell they got to?

You goofed, boy.

Nearest bridge is two miles back.

God damn. What the...

What's going on? What the
hell you doing now, boy?

The bridge is that way.

You're not thinking of...

I sure am, boy.

Ever heard of Evel Knievel?

I never done that before.

Well, neither have I, actually.

Let's go get them, boy.

You stay put, boy.
This is my department.

Glad to see you boys
are on the ball.

Sheriff J.W. Pepper,
Louisiana State Police.

Here's my identification.

This is the Law Enforcement
Association, American Legion.

Me and my partner here,
we're on a secret mission.

Hey. What the hell you doing?

Hey. Give me my wallet back.

Doors.

You can't do this to me.

I want my wallet back.

Take these goddamn bracelets off.

I'm gonna sue ya for false
arrest, police brutality.

I got connections. I'm gonna get
the FBI on your ass, the CIA.

God damn it, I'm gonna
get Henry Kissinger.

Look at me when I'm
talking to ya, boy.

What's the matter?

Ain't none of you pointy-heads
ever seen an aeroplane before?

James? James, are you still there?

Can you hear me? I
think we've stopped.

That is really all there
is to report, sir.

So, if I heard correctly,
Scaramanga got away.

Yes, sir.

In a car that sprouted wings.

That's perfectly feasible, sir.

As a matter of fact, we're
working on one now.

Oh, Q, shut up.

And Miss Goodnight was
in the boot. Yes, sir.

We found the car-plane abandoned

about 200 miles west of Bangkok.

- And the solex?
- In Goodnight's handbag, sir.

Where is Goodnight now?

We don't know, sir.

Communications aren't
picking up the signal

from the homer she
has, supplied by Q.

Rubbish. They're
simply not stepping up

the reception
sufficiently to enable...

Oh, shut up, Q.

Of all the fouled-up,
half-witted operations.

What do you want?

We've picked up
Goodnight's signal, sir.

Well, that's something.

But there is something
rather curious, sir.