The Pharmaceutical Spy

Bond drove into the parking lot of the Sydney National Bank. He parked his stolen BMW and walked into the building. As he walked in a tall thin man with little goatee dressed in a business suite greeted him. "Ah, Mister Bond it is so nice to see you again. How may I assist you today?" said the man. "I need some fast cash. May I withdraw three thousand dollars?" asked Bond. "In cash" "Yes, just give it to e in hundreds will you." "Yes, of course, right away mister Bond." The man then ran behind a desk where he type a few things into a computer and then opened a drawer where he fingered through wads of cash. He then counted out three thousand dollars in hundred dollar bills in front of Bond. "And if you would just sign here please." Bond signed the piece of paper took his cash and exited the bank after exchanging farewells with the man.
Bond's next stop was a local pharmacy. He walked in picked up a basket and quickly found an attendant. "I need glass jars, preferably the most durable you have." The attendant walked Bond over to a isle and showed him a collection of glass jars and she explained that they where 2 inches thick so they where very hard to break. Bond thanked her and took ten of the jars and put them in his basket. He then walked around the store and picked up a few other miscellaneous things. He got a small backpack, plastic wrap, rubber bands, a lighter, and a box of Fourth of July sparklers. He paid for his things which totaled to be $227.67 since the jars where $20 dollars each.
Bonds next stop was a big sports car dealer. He walked in and asked if he could speak with the manager. When the manager greeted him, Bond asked if they had any Nos fuel. "What kind of car are you driving?" responded the manager. "I'm not using it for my car." Bond replied. "Ha, Then what are you using it for." "Pyrotechnics" Bond replied with a smirk. "Wow there, hang on a minute, Nos isn't your common fossil fuel, that's a pretty big boom you're talking about." replied the man. "Yea well that's intent. Now first I need to fill about three fourths of each of these jars up with it. I'll pay what ever it comes out to be. Secondly I need one full tank of it." The man gave Bond an odd look but did as he said. He filled each jar up to about three fourths and filled one tank up. "Well, the tank will cost you one thousand dollars, and I'll charge you a hundred buck for the jars. Bond paid the man, took his things. He walked outside and laid the jar on the hood of his BMW. He took out the plastic wrap and his rubber bands. Carefully he took of the lids to the jars and threw them aside. He and took out a sheet of the plastic wrap very tightly placed it over the jars opening and used a rubber band to hold it in place making sure it was always very taught. He did this to every jar and placed everything back into his car.
Bond's final stop was a helicopter tour agency. He walked in and asked if he could get a helicopter to take him to Ayers rock. They said is fine and rounded up a pilot. "So how long does it take to get to Ayers rock?" Bond asked. "Oh around three hours" replied the pilot. Bond looked at his watch. It read half past eleven and bond needed at least an hour for his job. "Look, I've got over one thousand five hundred dollars here. I'll give you this minus the cost of the trip if you can do it under an hour and a half. The pilot looked at he wad of hundred and looked back up at Bond. "Hell, why not, I'm sure I can get you there quickly. You don't care about the scenic sites then I guess." "Not really just get me to that rock." "Ok then partner, hop on in."
Mean while the agent who had been tracking Bond around in taxis heard the conversation. He took out his radio and contacted MI6 once again. "I have learned of the targets plans. He will be at Ayers rock in two and a half hours. Requesting immediate dispatch of backup to Ayers rock arrival must be in less then two and half hours." "This is headquarters; we read you loud and clear, sending a jet with your backup immediately. "Over and out." The agent put his radio away and entered the agency to also book himself a helicopter to Ayers rock.