Four men (CHANCER, MAXIM, LAURENCE and BRAND) sit on an
elevated platform as another man -- SOLO -- paces forward. He
wears a black suit and smokes a pipe.
TRACK BACK as Solo passes a pool table where three men are
playing (EDWARDS, BRANDON and STRAP).
ANGLE ON A BAR
Three other men sit at the bar (RABIN, McCARTHY and MIDNIGHT).
MCCARTHY
That guy Solo's gonna wear a hole in shoes.
TRACK IN as Solo walks past the bar then stops, hearing a man
laugh.
A WOODEN HORSE
HURNDALL laughs as he rides a wooden horse. TRACK BACK to
show it is being rocked by BASKERVILLE. Solo stands in b.g.
watching, then turns away. Further back is a central
fireplace.
GOLDFINGER
enters the room waving his cap.
Men all over the room stop what they're doing and look at him.
MIDNIGHT
Goldfinger, why weren't we told
that New York and the West Coast
were in on this?
LAURENCE
Look who's talking!
TRACK BACK on Goldfinger as he walks past Strap and Solo.
STRAP
I do not do business with Chicago!
SOLO
I thought we had a private business deal to settle. Now I find I'm attending a hoods' convention!
Goldfinger stops at the pool table.
STRAP
Goldfinger, I made a delivery. Where is my money?
LAURENCE
I made a delivery, too.
MIDNIGHT
And you owe me one million bucks.
STRAP
So pay.
Goldfinger rolls a ball across the table.
STRAP
Did you say ten million?
SOLO
Banks don't open on Sunday.
Goldfinger laughs. TILT DOWN as he reaches under the pool
table and flips a switch. The sound of a motor humming begins
and the pool table starts moving.
INTERCUT - AROUND THE ROOM
The pool table revolves counter-clockwise and the tabletop
inverts to reveal a console.
STRAP
What's with that trick pool table?
Goldfinger crosses to the console as the table stops moving
and the humming ends.
He reaches out and turns three white dials. Indicator lights
go on and another humming sound starts.
[END OF REEL 7. START REEL 8.]
A large wood panel lowers over the windows.
LAURENCE
Cover him!
STRAP
Hey, cover those doors!
SOLO
Turn those lights back on!
Three gangsters back up in the dark.
A large aerial photograph rises from the floor and interior
lights go on.
He turns a black knob. The humming sound increases. He looks
up.
The large photograph flattens against the wall as side panels
come into place beside it.
LAURENCE (O.S.)
I don't like being cooped up like this. -- What's that map doing there?
Goldfinger takes a pool cue from a rack by the table. PAN on
him as he crosses to the aerial photo. It depicts Fort Knox
and the surrounding area.
STRAP
(laughing)
Knock off Fort Knox?!
The gangsters laugh at him.
LAURENCE
Got a key or somethin'?
PAN on him as he walks back to the console.
SOLO
There are thirty-five thousand troops stationed around there.
MIDNIGHT
And who's going to say "boo" to
them, Goldfinger?
Goldfinger turns the white dials again and the humming sound
resumes.
The bar starts to swivel around and the centre of the floor
retracts, revealing a hidden model of Fort Knox. The
gangsters panic.
MIDNIGHT
Hey, what's going on here?!
ANOTHER GANGSTER
Hey, what is this?!
ANOTHER GANGSTER
It's the floor!
ANOTHER GANGSTER
Say, what is this, a merry-go- round?!
The bar swivels into a new position. Goldfinger looks off. A
lighting apparatus lowers from the ceiling above the model.
The model starts to rise.
The gangsters look at it in amazement. Goldfinger approaches
the model holding his pool cue.
IN BOND'S CELL
Bond paces to the door. He looks out through the bars. A
Korean guard sits outside watching him.
Bond waves to him. The guard looks back expressionless.
Bond turns, paces to the far end of the cell and returns to
the bars.
The guard sits staring at him. Bond waves to him again and
turns away. The guard continues to watch expressionless.
Bond paces to the bars again and smiles at the guard. The
guard stares back. Bond winks at him. The guard stares back.
Bond smiles and suddenly lowers himself below the window.
The guard keeps looking. Bond is no longer visible.
THE GUARD
gets up, walks to the door and looks through the bars. The
cell appears empty.
He takes out a gun, unlocks the door and kicks it open.
IN THE CELL
The door slams against the inner wall. The guard walks in.
Bond hides above him in the rafters.
The guard looks around, seeing an empty cell.
UPWARD ANGLE ON THE GUARD
Bond, above him, braces himself.
BOND
suddenly jumps down. He grabs the guard from behind. They
tussle and fall to the floor.
They struggle for the gun. Bond slams the guard's hand
against the bed frame and the gun falls.
The guard shoves Bond against the wall. Bond kicks him under
the chin and the guard falls flat on his back.
ZIP PAN over to the gun under the cot. Bond takes the gun and
his jacket and backs out of the cell as the guard lies
unconscious in f.g.
IN THE CORRIDOR
Bond shuts the cell door behind him, lays the key on a pile of
rags and walks down the corridor putting on his jacket.
As he nears the end of the corridor, we see a basement control
room ahead containing a hydraulic lift and we hear voices from
above:
MIDNIGHT (O.S.)
Cut the commercial.
STRAP (O.S.)
Yeah, get to the point!
IN THE RUMPUS ROOM
Seven of the gangsters are lined up on the platform facing
Goldfinger. He holds the pool cue and approaches Solo.
SOLO
You're wasting my time, Goldfinger. The depository is impregnable.
STRAP
(steps forward counting on his fingers)
Look, the joint is bomb-proof, electrified, lousy with machine guns, tear gas --
PAN OVER as he points the pool cue at the model.
ZOOM IN on the model. Bond's eyes look out through windows in
the replica of Fort Knox.
UNDER THE MODEL
Bond stands on the hydraulic platform. He jumps down, looks
around, tears a piece of paper from a rolled-up document and
grabs a pencil.
He runs back under the model and looks through it again.
Meanwhile we hear Goldfinger continue:
IN THE RUMPUS ROOM
Goldfinger holds up a gold canister the size of a wine bottle.
UNDER THE MODEL
Bond prepares to write on the piece of paper.
IN THE RUMPUS ROOM
MIDNIGHT
Delta Nine? What's that?
Goldfinger hands the canister to one of the gangsters and
paces past them.
UNDER THE MODEL
Bond starts writing. PAN OVER to the piece of paper. He
writes:
"007 to CIA
AERIAL NERVE GAS
PRECEDES DAWN RAID
FORT KNOX
TOMORROW"
IN THE RUMPUS ROOM
He points to the model with the pool cue.
SOLO
How, may I ask?
SOLO
I've heard enough.
STRAP
Let him finish.
SOLO
(interrupting)
If you have no objection...
(to Goldfinger)
... I'll take my money now.
STRAP
What's the matter, Solo? Too big for you to handle?
Goldfinger looks over at other gangsters. They look back at
him. He looks at another group of gangsters. They look back.
Under the model, Bond watches.
Goldfinger leads Solo toward the door.
UNDER THE MODEL
Bond takes the Homer from his heel, folds the paper around it
and slips it into his pocket.
He looks through the model again. He hears general hubbub
from the gangsters, and a few clear words:
FIRST GANGSTER
How do we get it out?
SECOND GANGSTER
That's the bit I want to hear.
THIRD GANGSTER
Yeah, and it had better be good.
TILT DOWN to Bond's feet. Suddenly a pair of hands grab his
ankles and yank on them. He falls face-down onto the
platform.
The hands pull him back and hurl him against a wall. He turns
around and suddenly stops.
His assailant is Pussy. She glares at him with her hands on
her hips.
BOND
Pussy! Well, who taught you judo?
She holds her hand out. DOLLY BACK as she steps forward; a
guard crosses behind her.
PUSSY
The gun you took.
BOND
Oh, the gun. The gun, of course.
He takes it from his pocket and hands it to her handle-first.
She motions to him to go back down the corridor. He starts
walking. She hands the gun to one of the guards.
BOND
We must have a few fast falls together sometime.
ANGLE ON THE BASEMENT CONTROL ROOM
Kisch steps forward, presses a button and sliding armoured
doors glide shut.
IN THE BASEMENT CONTROL ROOM
DOLLY after Kisch turns to a control panel and switches on two
t.v. monitors. They show different angles on the rumpus room.
IN THE RUMPUS ROOM
Gangsters hover around the model.
MIDNIGHT
Hey, Strap, y'know, if he's got the
right answers, you and me don't
even have to be there. The boys
can handle everything.
IN THE BASEMENT CONTROL ROOM
Kisch dons a gas mask. Then he presses a button on a control
panel. Indicator lights go on.
ON ONE OF THE MONITORS
We see the fireplace hood shut over the grate and some lights
go off.
IN THE RUMPUS ROOMS
The gangsters react with panic.
GANGSTER
Hey, they closed up the fireplace!
PAN over to the wall-sized photo. A shielding lowers over it,
sealing the room.
ANOTHER GANGSTER
I don't like this!
Four teargas canisters rise from a console table.
MIDNIGHT
What's goin' on here?
IN THE BASEMENT CONTROL ROOM
Kisch turns a switch.
THE TEARGAS CANISTERS
DOLLY IN as they start hissing.
WIDER ANGLE
Blue lights start flashing. The gangsters choke and run
around.
MIDNIGHT
The gas!
Gangsters fall to the ground.
The canisters keep hissing.
The last of the gangsters drop to the ground.