007之诺博士 Dr. No (1962)【完整台词】

- All right, then go ahead.
- Help yourself.

Taxi!

- Mr. Bond, sir?
- Yes.

I'm Mr. Jones, sir.
Chauffeur from Government House.

I've been sent to get you.

That's fine, Mr. Jones, you can drop
my luggage off at the hotel on the way.

Hang on a minute, will you?
I want to check my reservation.

- I can do that.
- No, no. You just take care of the bags.

- Government House?
- Yes.

- Principal secretary, please.
- Hold the line, please.

- Who wants him?
- James Bond. Universal Exports.

Welcome to Jamaica, Mr. Bond.

Yes, your head office
alerted us this morning.

- You free for lunch today? 1:00?
- 1:00, your office. That'll suit me fine.

By the way,
have you sent a car to meet me?

Car? I didn't think
you wanted an official reception.

Quite right. 1:00 then.
Forgive me if I'm a few minutes late.

Thank you.

- Where would you like to go to first, sir?
- Government House, but I'm not in a hurry.

Just take me for a ride.

You always drive this fast?
I told you I wasn't in a hurry.

Sorry, sir, but I think
there's some fellow trying to follow us.

Then I suggest you try and lose them.

Take the next turning on the right.

Now, Mr. Jones, talk fast
before your friend doubles back.

Who are you working for?

I don't know what you're talking about.
I was just sent to meet you at the airport.

But by whom?

By Government House.

I don't think so.

Both hands on the wheel, Mr. Jones,
I'm a very nervous passenger.

Get out. Move!

Keep your hands where I can see them.

Get up!

- Now talk.
- All right. All right.

Let me have a cigarette.

To hell with you!

Sergeant, make sure he doesn't get away.

Cyanide in a cigarette?

- Fantastic.
- No less.

- Duff, what have you got?
- The car was stolen.

And we certainly haven't
been able to identify the driver yet.

But he surely wasn't a Kingston man.

Wherever he was from,
news of my arrival leaked.

We didn't advertise it, I can assure you.

Perhaps not.

I got the impression
someone had been selling tickets!

Anything more we can do for you?

Yes, I'd like to meet
the last people to see Strangways.

Nobody seems to have seen him

after he left our bridge four
at the Queens Club.

- Who were the others?
- Professor Dent.

Metallurgist. Runs a test laboratory.
Respected. Clean bill.

- And Potter.
- Old general, ex-Indian army.

Been here for ages.

We'll start with those.

- Want them brought in?
- Lord, no. I want to meet them socially.

I can introduce you at the club tonight.

Fine. Now, I'd like to take a look
at Strangways' place, Commissioner.

I'll run you up there now.

Go on in.

Oh, yes, that's a blood patch.

- They've grouped it as O-Rh positive.
- And that's her group, all right.

The set was still switched on
when we came round.

We tried to get through
on the same frequency,

but it was dead at the other end.

And it'll stay dead.

All frequencies are changed immediately
if security's broken.

Receipt from Dent Laboratories.

- Geology a hobby of Strangways'?
- Not that I know of, no.

Who is the man with Strangways?

One of the local fishermen.

He drove the car
that tailed me from the airport.

That so?
That gives us something to work on.

- I'll have a thorough check made on him.
- Yes, you do that.

I want to have a bath and change before
I meet Pleydell-Smith at the club, all right?

One medium-dry vodka martini,
mixed like you said, sir, not stirred.

- Thank you.
- Anything else, sir?

- No, that's all.
- Very well, sir.

Curious, old Strangways
just vanishing like that. Or is it?

That secretary of his was very nice,
very nice indeed.

- Did you know her?
- I'd seen her around, you know.

I suppose none of you could throw
any light on what happened to him?

His conversation? Any hint?

Personally I never heard him
talk about anything

but big-game fishing and bridge.

Fishing was the latest craze.

He got the bug about three weeks ago

and he's been out practically
every day since.

Must've cost him something.
These fishermen ask the Earth to charter.

And Quarrel's
the most expensive of them all.

Quarrel?

Cayman islander.
Keeps a boat in the harbor.

I see.

Thanks.

- Excuse me. Where do I find Quarrel?
- Him.

Thank you.

Your name Quarrel?

Maybe.

I'm a friend of Commander Strangways.

Now ain't that nice!
I like people who's friends of people.

I thought you might be able to tell me
what happened to him.

As far as I know, nothing happened.
Unless you know different, captain.

Where did you take him in your boat?

See that, captain?
That there is the Caribbean.

That's where. Fishing.

I'm interested in fishing.
I'd like to charter your boat.

I'm sorry, captain. It's not for hire.

- Seems I came to the wrong address.
- That's all right, captain.

Now if you'll excuse me,
I've got business to attend to.

Underneath the mango tree
Me honey and me can watch for the moon

Underneath the mango tree
Me honey and me make boolooloop soon

Hey, Puss Feller.

Underneath the moonlit sky
Me honey and I can sit hand in hand

Underneath the moonlit sky
Me honey and I can make fairyland

Mango, banana and tangerine

Well, if it ain't my friend
what gets addresses mixed!

You got the right one this time,
if you likes good eating.

I do if the conversation matches it.

Back at the boat, too public.

- In there, it different.
- After you.

Sure thing.

- Hey, man, you see we get a bit of privacy.
- Nothing but, Quarrel. Nothing but.

- Pick a seat.
- I'm fine.

Okay, Mister,
supposing you start the conversation.

Now, how's about it?

Ain't no use you struggling.
Puss Feller wrestles alligators.

Right! Up slowly and face that wall.

Hold it.

Gently, bud, gently. Let's not get excited.

Frisk him.

Nothing.

Interesting.
Where were you measured for this, bud?

My tailor. Savile Row.

That so? Mine's a guy in Washington.

Felix Letter, Central intelligence Agency.
You must be James Bond.

- You mean we're fighting the same war?
- Yeah, I spotted you at the airport,

but when I saw you
drive off with the opposition,

I figured I must be wrong.

This is Quarrel. He's been helping me.

No hard feelings, I hope.

Only a sore hand.
Glad to know you, Mr. Bond.

That's Puss Feller. He owns the place.

- I hope he cooks better than he fights.
- You can always find out.

Nobody died from my cooking yet.

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Jump up, jump up! Jamaica!

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Jump up music! Jamaica!

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Never want to stop! Jump up!

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Never want to stop! Jump up!

There you are.
Cape Canaveral is screaming

because with this
moon-rocket launching schedule

they don't want anything to go wrong.

And you say Strangways didn't think
the interference was coming from here.

Right.

- I suppose you cased the joint.
- I checked unofficially.

You limeys can be pretty touchy
about trespassing, you know.

Strangways and Quarrel
checked the offshore islands.

- You found nothing?
- Not a thing.

- Where did you look?
- Just about most everywhere.

- Fire island, Crab Key, Morgan's Reef.
- Checked them all thoroughly?

All except Crab Key.
We didn't have no right to go there.

- Why not?
- It belongs to a Chinese...

Get her, Quarrel, and the camera.

Evening, missis.

You're hurting!

Captain wants you to have a drink with us.

- You're hurting me.
- You can't mean it.

Good evening.

Why do you want another picture of me?

Because I only got your hat at the airport.
Tell this ape to let me go.

But why do you want a picture at all?