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M : Who the hell
they think they are. I report to the PM, even he is
smart enough not to ask me what we do. They always seem
a bunch of self-righteous arse covering pricks. They
don't care what we do, they care what we get
photographed doing. And how that, how could that Bond be
so stupid? I gave him 00 status, he celebrated by
shooting up an embassy. Is the man
deranged? And where the hell is he? In the old days, if
an agent did something that embarrassing, he had the good sense
to defect. Christ, I missed the cold war. You've got a
bloody cheek!
Bond : Sorry, I will shoot the camera first next time.
M : Or yourself. You
stormed into an embassy; you violated
the only absolutely inviolate rule of international
relationships. And why? So you could kill a nobody . We wanted
to question him, not to kill him. For God's sake, you
are supposed to displace some kind of judgment.
Bond : I did it. I thought one less bomb maker in the
world will be a good thing.
M : Exactly, one bomb maker. We are trying to find out
how an entire network of terrorist groups is financed,
you gave this one bomb maker hardly the big picture ,
wouldn't you say? The man is not even a true believer.
He is a gun-for-hire. Thanks to your over developed
trigger finger, we have no idea who hired him and why.
And how the hell did you find out where I lived.
Bond : The same way I found out your name. I thought M
was a random assigned letter. I've no idea it stood
for...
M : Utter one more syllable and I will have you
killed. I knew it was too early to promote you.
Bond : I understand 00s have a very short life
expectancy. So your mistake will be short lived.
M : Bond, this is maybe too much for a blunt instrument to
understand but arrogance and self-awareness seldom go
hand-in-hand.
Bond : So you want me to be half-monk half-hitman.
M : Any thug can kill. I
want you to take your ego out of the equation
and to judge the situation dispassionately. I have to
know I can trust you and you know who to trust. Since I
don't know that, I need you out of my sight. Go and stick your head in the sand
and think about your future, because these bastards want
your head and I am seriously considering feeding you to
them. And Bond, don't ever break into my house again.
Bond : Ma'am |
