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And this isn't a tranquilizer.
I repeat, the baby is asleep.
Isn't it customary
Burt Kwouk
of these canisters across the Canadian border.
You disappoint me Man of Twy
along Bullion Boulevard
That's very sensible.
so I guess he thinks you want it.
is virtually untraceable,
Playing his golden harp.
Felix?
I was hoping you'd say that.
Ready for Rock-a-bye Baby.
♪ But don't go in. ♪
Naturally.
Mr. Ramirez and his friends will be out of business.
That's as bad as listening to the Beatles without earmuffs.
Phantom Ill, '37, isn't she?
Over and out.
"Well, Congratulations On Your Promotion, Goldfinger."
It will be dynamited.
I'll tell you at dinner.
Eject-o seat-o? You're joking
will approach Fort Knox in motorized equipment
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Play it.
is 18-carat gold.
in the spirit you suggest,
When the Nazis were on the run.
Commence spray on countdown.
we really must look into that.
and I'll cook you a beautiful angel cake.
And incidentally, Delta 9 nerve gas is fatal.
Why do you carry a gun? I have a slight inferiority complex
The 1940 smelt from the Weigenhaler foundry at Essen.
Slazenger Number 1?
I do not intend to be distracted by another.
...until I signal bomb has been neutralized.
Trump
Might have known M wouldn't book me into
Um, as quickly as possible.
from the Nazi hoard at the bottom of Lake Toplitz
I know it when I see it.
Too closely for comfort, I'm afraid.
BRICKS FARM BRICKS? You must joking
It can be, I think the expression is, blown.
Perhaps too clever.
No thanks to you.
No. Look, I'm sorry. I can't.
Mmm-hmm.
I don't like being cooped up like this.
Why, you crafty old...
Sounds like a French nail varnish.
You've asked for this.
No, Mr Frazier. I expect you to cry.
I had a case just like that one.
BRICKS FARM BRICKS? YOU'RE JOKING.
Quick. Get in the car. I'll take care of him.
You didn't come here to play golf.
Michael Mellinger
Just a drink. A martini.
You know, on the third finger of your left hand.
Well, I'm delighted to be here.
Ah.
Reception on the dashboard here.
It isn't.
Boops. Boops Boops.
four, three, two,
and make you put it back.
What do you know about gold? Not paint, bullion.
Five minutes are almost up.
Fine. I'll get Hawker to carry for you, Mr. Bond.
Cover him!
And where do I find him?
Well, congratulations on your promotion, Goldfinger.
Commence dive now.
It's your honor, sir!
And by the way, where is here?
♪ Beckons you. ♪
How, may I ask?
A lost ball will cost you a stroke and distance.