d Mister White sit opposite each other, a chess table
een them. A single television now plays on mute in the
WHITE
I always knew death would wear a familiar face. But not yours.
BOND
Who says I'm here to kill you?
WHITE
Then to what do I owe this pleasure, Mister Bond?
BOND
I was at a meeting recently and your name came up.
WHITE
I'm flattered London are still talking about me.
BOND
It wasn't MI-6.
Bond tosses the ring onto the chess board. It spins
pieces, landing in front of White. White stares
he picks it up and examines it.
He is clearly disturbed by what he sees •••
WHITE
So, here we are, Mister Bond. Two dead men, enjoying the afternoon.
He drops the ring back on the board.
BOND
The leader. What's
Oh .• Come
things a man fears
ath. If you knew him,
s capable of-
BOND
at is he capable of?
t Bond levelly. With difficulty White gets up
a bottle from a side table.
WHITE
There was a rogue Foreign Legion Unit, out in the desert. One of the soldiers was small, weak, the weakest of all of them. We were getting by, raiding smugglers, working for ourselves. Until a sandstorm hit. They left us for dead. Ten men. No rations •.. In the night the small, weak one slit eight throats. And they became our rations.
Bond listens, as White brings the bottle back to the table.
Opens it.
WHITE (CONT'D)
You know why he didn't slit .!fil'.' throat? Because he needed someone to carry the food. And when the storm was over - he led us out by the stars.
WHITE (CONT'D)
What is he capable of?
He looks levelly back at Bond.
WHITE (CONT'D)
LOOK AROUND YOU, Mister Bond. He's Everywhere. Everywhere and Invisible. Like pain. Always one move ahead. H do you know he's not watching you right now? It's enough tom what's the word .. "Paranoi
Bond doesn't blink.
So :wh.at
I
At th' He looks upon his old
adver to affection.
WHITE
u never give up, do you? It's good to see you again, Mister Bond.
azes levelly at Bond, chuckling.
BOND
It doesn't make sense.
stops laughing.
BOND (CONT'D)
wlf you fear him.more than death, why wait? A razor blade. A bullet. Rope. What have you got to lose?
White shakes his head anxiously. And Bond guesses--
so.
BOND (CONT'D)
(with realization)
You have somebody. Somebody you're trying to protect.
White stares at the chessboard.
WHITE
Not a wise thing in our line of work. As you know. The one thing you love in the world, the one ray of light, and there's nothing you can do to save her.
Some of us might realize he is talking about Ves
BOND
Who is she?
White shakes his head.
BOND (CONT'D)
You said it yourself, you' dy dead. There's nothing But I can. Help me, a word I'll see she's
Your
Two lost killers.
Bond puts his gun e table between them. Turns it so
the handle f~es the barrel faces Bond himself ...
White the gun. We stay on Bond's eyes,
locke
WHITE
You know I kept my word once before - or you wouldn't be alive today.
BOND
Vesper.
WHITE
You do know she bought YQY~ life with p.er own?
~Bond doesn't blink.
BOND
Do we have a deal? Yes or no.
White stands. He walks behind Bond.
Bond doesn't turn.
White cocks the weapon.
He strokes the back of his neck with the muzzle.
WHITE
You have caused me a lot of pain.
White puts the gun to Bond's head.
WHITE (CONT'D)
I blame you, just like he does.
Bond hears the words.
With his other hand, White reaches to a low shelf,up A
FRAMED PHOTOGRAPH OF HIMSELF AS A YOUNGER MAN, ITH AYEAR
OLD GIRL. Puts it on the table in front of Bo
WHITE (CONT'D)
My daughter. She will lead L'Americain.
BOND
L'Americain?
I can't maybe
you can.
He
e dancing in a
'ster Bond. Good luck.
Ands puts the pistol to his chin, throws his
head eezes the trigger.
BLAM! umps down the bloodied bookcase, dead. His half
of the in. The deal sealed.
contemplates the scene.
the photo frame, takes out the photo of the girl.
it. Walks out.
shards of glass across the chessboard.