007之最高机密 For Your Eyes Only (1981)【完整台词】

And now, Erich Kriegler...

last year's East European champion.

There's Erich Kriegler.

The East German champion?

Isn't he beautiful?

You know something, Bibi?
You're fickle.

Hey, Erich!

Come on, let's go watch him shoot.

We'll have a drink
at the finish.

Well, Bibi, I'm afraid
I have to leave you.

- No, James, stay with me.
- I have an appointment.

Will you come and say good-bye to me
at the practice rink later?

Please, James, we're going back
to Greece soon.

All right, but if I can't make it...

all I can say is
don't grow up any more.

- Huh?
- The opposite sex won't survive it.

Won't take long.

- Don't play with any of the switches.
- Right.

What took you so long?

I took the scenic route.

Tell me more about your boyfriend,
Erich Kriegler.

He doesn't smoke, he only eats health
foods and he won't even talk to girls.

James, you're jealous.

Of course. What else can you tell me
about my rival for your affections?

They say he's a defector
from East Germany.

It is time
for your rubdown.

I could eat you up alive.

Farewell, Mr. Bond,
but not good-bye.

I'll be finished around 6:00.
Meet me here.

How did you know I was here?

I radio telephoned the Triaina,
and they told me you were coming ashore.

I have to go shopping for the crew.
Come with me, we can talk.

Why not?

Thank you.

I think you may need that.

My father loved the view
from here.

- I can see why.
- We came here often.

- Is Corfu your home?
- No.

My real home's always been
the Triaina, the Greek islands...

Turkey, North Africa...
wherever my father's work took us.

Did he leave any notes?
They could help us.

No, I don't think so.

To tell you the truth...

I haven't had the courage
to go into his study since.

Try not to think about it now.

I'm meeting a man tonight
at the casino who may give us a lead.

You're perspiring, Bunky.

Contessa.

500,000.

Only half?
Where's your courage, Bunky?

Courage is no match
for an unfriendly shoe, Countess.

Bravo, Bunky.

Lucky night.

The odds favor standing pat.

If you play the odds.

Would you cash these in
for me, please?

Thank you. Excuse me.

Aperitif, please?

Ouzo for me, please.

And a whiskey.

And to eat?

I'll have the prawns,
salad and Bourdetto.

An excellent choice.
I'll have the same.

May I suggest a white wine
from my home place?

If you'll forgive me, that's
a little too scented for my palate.

I prefer the Theotaki Aspro.

After our last meeting,
I am asking myself...

why you want to know about Locque,
Columbo's man.

I know Columbo runs heroin
to be refined here...

before it's sent to England.

So I think I see the answer.

You're from the British Narcotics Board.

Am I right?

Go on.

I wish you luck, my friend.

But I must warn you,
stopping Columbo will be difficult.

He has important connections.
You cannot just arrest him.

Find some different way.

You may have to kill him.

Does this discourage you?

- Just tell me where he is.
- Over there.

With the woman in blue.

We ignore each other,
but I wanted you to see him.

He is a secret partner
in this casino.

But we are perfectly safe.

He will do nothing in his own place.

And the countess?

Lisl, an Austrian.

Expensive mistress.
She sometimes shills for the house.

She bets with other people's money.

But I must warn you,
stopping Columbo will be difficult.

He has important connections.
You cannot just arrest him.

You must find a different way.

You may have to kill him.

Does this discourage you?

Just tell me where he is.

You are a disgusting man.
How dare you talk to me like that?

I will speak to you any way I please.
Sit down.

You're making a spectacle
of yourself.

Get out!

Nothing would please me more.

- This may be an opportunity.
- This may be a trap.

If you play the odds.

As you wish. Take my car.
I'll play a little chemin.

Ask the chauffeur
to come back for me.

Allow me.

May I drive you home?

No, thank you.
I'll take a taxi.

No courage?

Seriously, you may have a job
finding one.

Well, you look like a gentleman.

Why not?

I am the Countess Lisl Von Schlaf.

My name is Bond.

I'm writing a novel
about Greek smugglers. Know any?

Smugglers? How would I know
any smugglers?

I would think that
a lady in your position...

would get to know many things.

I'd be most grateful.

How grateful?

Very.

I adore grateful men.

May I call you tomorrow, Countess?

I'm a night person. I have
champagne and oysters in the fridge.

Why not come in for a bite?

I won't need you anymore tonight.

- Cheers.
- Bottoms up.

Whoops!

Me nightie's slipping.

So is your accent, Countess.

- Manchester?
- Close.

Liverpool.

It was an amusing performance...

between you and the owner of this.

What exactly did Columbo whisper to you?

That you're a spy.
To find out more about you.

And have you?

Have I ever.

When you're ready to leave,
you can take my car.

That sounds like a dismissal.

I was looking forward to breakfast.

Lisl, come back!

Get in... Ooh!

Goodbye, Countess.

What...

- What should I do with you?
- You cannot just arrest him.

You must find a different way.

You may have to kill him.

- Does this discourage you?
- Huh?

Just tell me where he is.

I'm here, Mr. Bond
of the British Secret Service.

But I'll tell you...

it is Kristatos you want, not me.

He told you about himself.

He's the one
with the powerful connections.

Locque works for him,
not for me.

I smuggle, yes.
I smuggle gold, diamonds...

cigarettes, pistachio nuts...

but no heroin.

Sit down.
That I leave to him...

when he is not too busy
working for Russia...

against my country and yours.

My country awarded him the King's Medal.

Yes, I know.
But other people died for it.

During the fighting in Crete,
he was a double agent.

King's Medal.

I would laugh
if my heart was not so heavy...

about my poor Lisl.

What does Kristatos gain
by setting you up?

Well, I know too much about him.

He wants me out of the way.

By using a British agent
to do his dirty work for him...

your government might
give him another medal.

- Why should I believe you?
- I'll prove it to you tonight.

We'll go together to his warehouse...

in Albania, okay?

If I don't report in by morning...

not only my people, but the entire Greek
police will be down on you...

like a load of bricks.

Don't worry.