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Goldfinger:
Suspense-filled and fast-paced, this is still considered one of the best Bond films. A must-see for Connery-as-Bond lovers. Stuffed with gadgets and villains, it remains entertaining for series fans.
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VHS - US |
$13.99 |
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$24.49 |
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£14.99 |
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bomb.zip +1MB
"Fifteen billion dollars, in gold bullion, weighs ten-thousand five-hundred tons, with sixty men would take twelve days to load it onto two-hundred trucks. Now at the most you're going to have two hours before the army, navy, air force, marines, move in and make you put it back."
"Who mentioned anything about removing it?"
"You plan to break into the world's largest bank but not to steal anything? Why?"
"Go on Mr. Bond."
"Mr. Ling, the red Chinese agent at the factory? He's a specialist in nuclear fission. But of course! His government has given you a bomb!"
"I prefer to call it an atomic device, it's small but particularly dirty."
"Colbolt and iodine?"
"Precisely."
"Well if you explode it in Fort Knox the entire gold supply of the Untied States will be radioactive for fifty-seven years."
"Fifty-eight to be exact."
"I apologise Goldfinger. It's an inspired deal. They get what they want - economic chaos in the west - and the value of your gold increases many times."
"I conservatively estimate, ten times."
"Brilliant."
bond.wav
"Who are you?"
"Bond, James Bond."
delta9.zip +1MB
"They contain Delta 9."
"Delta 9?"
"What's that?"
"An invisible nerve gas, which disperses fifteen minutes after inducing complete unconsciousness for twenty-four hours. Tommorow at dawn the flying circus of my personal pilot, Miss Pussy Galore, will spray it into the atmosphere! Once the population, including the military, has been imobilised, my task force which Mr. Strap and his people smuggled across the Rio Grande from Mexico will approach Fort Knox in motorised equipment along Bullion Boulevard which runs past the depository here and intersects with Gold Vault Road. This fence surrounding the depository, as Mr. Strap reminded us, is electrified. It will be dynamited. My task force will then move to the main entrance and demolish it."
"How may I ask?"
"You made that possible Mr. Solo, by arranging through your considerable influence in shipping circles to bring through customs uninspected a consignment labelled "Machine Parts". All that will then remain is to descend to the vaults where the bullion is stored."
gold.wav
"You've hardly distinguished yourself have you? You were supposed to observe Mr. Goldfinger, not borrow his girlfriend. Instead of that Goldfinger goes off to Europe and it's only by the grace of God, your friend Lighter and my intervention at the British embassy in Washington that you're not in the custody of the Miami Beach Police."
"Sir, I am aware of my short-comings, but I am prepared to continue this assignment in the spirit you suggest if I knew what it was about... sir."
"What do you know about gold? Not paint - bullion."
"I know it when I see it."
martini.wav
"Can I do something for you Mr. Bond?"
"Just a drink - a Martini, shaken not stirred."
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"Three more ticks and Mr. Goldfinger would have hit the jackpot. Did you get him?"
"Not yet but he won't get far."
"And Pussy?"
"She helped us switch the gas in the canisters. By the way what made her call Washington?"
"I must have appealed to a maternal instinct."
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"Now what do you know about gold Moneypenny?"
"Oh the gold I know about is the kind you wear. You know on the third finger of your left hand."
"Hmm, one of these days we really must look into that."
"Well what about tonight? You come around for dinner and I'll cook you a beautiful angel cake."
"Nothing would give me greater pleasure but unfortunately I do have, err, a business appointment."
"That's the flimsiest excuse you have ever given me. Ahh well some girls have all the luck, who is she James?"
"She is me Miss Moneypenney and kindly omit the customary by-play with 007. He's dining with me and I don't want him to be late."
"So there's hope for me yet."
pussy.wav
"Who are you?"
"My name is Pussy Galore."
"I must be dreaming."
q.zip +1MB
"Where's my Bentley?"
"Oh it's had its day I'm afraid."
"But it has never let me down."
"M's orders 007. You'll be using this Aston Martin DB5 with modifications. Now pay attention please. Windscreen bulletproof as are the side and rear windows. Revolving number plates, naturally, valid all countries. Here's a nice little transmiting device called a Homer. You prime it by pressing that back like this, you see? The smaller model is now standard field issue, it'll be fitted into the heel of your shoe. It's larger brother is magenetic. It'll be concealed in the car you're trailing while you keep out of sight. Reception on the dashboard here - audio-visual range one-hundred and fifty miles."
"Ingenius and useful too. Allow a man to stop off for a quick one en-route."
"It has not been perfected out of years of patient research entirely for that purpose 007. And incidentally we'd appreciate its return, along with all your other equipment intact for once when you return from the field."
"Well you'd be suprised how much wear and tear that goes on out there in the field."
talkdie.wav
"Do you expect me to talk?"
"No Mr. Bond I expect you to die!"
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