SAN MARTIN COUNTRYSIDE,
SPAIN.
THREE DAYS LATER.
The sun slowly begins setting over the beautiful Spanish inland countryside, roads weaved in between fields, wine valleys and mountains. Above the roads, an MI6 helicopter is flying across the San Martin area, a tuxedo-clad James Bond seen sitting inside.
He observes the helicopter fly over a ridge, giving way to the huge Malprade estate, acres of fields flanking a palatial 18th century mansion. The helicopter flies in towards the grounds of the estate, where a large champagne party is being prepared in the gardens.
The craft lands on grass near a huge driveway filled with the cars of guests, Bond stepping out as two distinctive figures approach in Fai and Kai, a pair of gorgeous Japanese twin sisters wearing similar glistening skin-tight leather outfits approach, only different hair colour distinguishing both.
Bond sees the helicopter take off as head away as the sisters arrive.
"Mr Somerset?…" asked Fai, the use of his alias doing nothing to throw Bond, who nods with a smile. "I am Fai, this is Kai. We are Mr Malprade's personal bodyguards."
"I'm sure you are." Bond replied wryly, his mind already considering certain fat-from-saintly possibilities regarding the twins.
"Allow us to show you to your room…" Kai said, heading off with Fai as Bond followed them across the gardens towards the mansion, an utterly magnificent home preserved in all it's 300 year old glory, with priceless tapestries and paintings hanging all over.
Wealthy guests in ball attire are walking around at their leisure as Bond follows Kai and Fai up the spiral stairs to the guest bedrooms, his room being marvellous guest lodging with wonderful furniture and a great view out the back of the mansion to the acres of gardens.
Bond enters and is followed by Kai and Fai, who observe him taking a look around.
"We hope the room is to your liking, Mr Somerset." Kai declared, fishing for a response from the guest.
Bond soon offered it. "It's wonderful, thank you." he replied, Fai nodding pleased with a smile.
"Good," she said. "The ball begins in thirty minutes. Until then, please enjoy the view."
The two sisters motion to the window before heading out of the room, their skin-tight costumes being eyed by Bond lasciviously. "I already am." he muttered to himself as they exited.
Once Kai and Fai are gone, Bond moves over to the window out the back and takes out a pair of hi-tech binoculars, looking out. He scans the garden party being prepared below before he rests on a private domed arboretum a little way across the grounds.
He sees Kai and Fai emerge from the mansion and enter the domed area, inputing a password to open a futuristic door disguised as an old one. Twisting the binocular lenses, Bond is able to penetrate the walls of the domed area, zooming his vision into a grande office.
He sees Kai and Fai enter and talk to a shadowed figure sitting at a desk, wearing an elegant green snakeskin glove. Curious, 007 puts his binoculars away and proceeds to check his watch. He knew it was time to get ready to meet the man who may be his enemy.
-
The core of the Malprade mansion held a vast grande hall, giant chandeliers hovering over stone columned ballroom walls. A projector device hovers over a stage area at the far end.
Dressed immaculately, Bond emerges down the spiral staircase and finds wealthy guests flouncing around in 18th century ballgowns. Waiters carry champagne around, Bond taking one as he fingers a gargantuan buffet and passes tables where women in ballgowns eye him up. He sees doors open to the garden party in huge marquis tents taking place outside in the warm night, a sunset clear on the picturesque horizon.
007 then notices a woman standing near the edge of the stage alone, looking unhappy. It's the attractive scientist Nadia Damescu, dressed beautifully, which doesn't escape the secret agent. Grabbing another glass of champagne, Bond heads over to where Nadia stands.
"Hello." he said, charmingly. "Enjoying the party?…"
Nadia observed him, obviously attracted, but coldly kept it at bay.
"It's only just started." She replied, with frostiness. Ever eager for a challenge, Bond just continued to smile, extending the glass of champagne he held towards the woman.
"You seem like you've been here a while. Glass of champagne?…" he offered.
Nadia didn't seem impressed. "I already have one."
Bond nodded, smiling. "Have another, there's plenty going around. By the way, my name's James."
Bond extended his hand, which Nadia eventually shakes. She likes him but tries not to show it. "I'm Nadia."
"You're accent?. Romanian?…" asked Bond, instantly impressing her, something Nadia didn't expect him to do.
She nodded. "Yes. Not many people get it right first try. Are you well travelled, James?…"
007 smiled slightly, a flood of memories running through his mind about his many past exploits around the globe. "I get around." he admitted, finally getting Nadia to take the drink he got for her.
-
A large room inside the mansion contains a wall filled with a dozen camera screens, all linked to the ceiling projector watching the whole ballroom.
The snakeskin gloved hand of the man 007 earlier caught sight of upon his arrival rests on a cane, watches a screen showing Bond and Nadia conversing in the corner.
"Get her away from him, now." He barked with a gentle sterness, his voice a sharp, smooth Franco-Suisse.
The man leaves the order with Marlin Vibert, who sits large as life angrily watching the screens. Near him stands Marcos, who heads away when Vibert nods, returning to view the screen.
-
The guests in the exquisite ballroom continue mingling as Bond shares a drink with Nadia.
"So, Nadia, do you have a surname, or are we just keeping this on first name terms?…" Bond asked, increasingly interested in the beautiful woman he'd invested time in pumping for information.
She smiled at his question. "Just Nadia." she replied, enigmatically. Bond decided not to make her uncomfortable.
"Then, I'll just be James." he retorted.
At that moment, as Nadia looked away in placing her drink down, Bond spied Marcos heading towards them from a nearby corridor, looking directly at the couple with a fierce expression.
Nadia spoke as she examined the buffet table in putting her drink down. "You're the first person to talk to me tonight, probably even to notice me. And I still know nothing about y-"
When Nadia turned back, she found Bond has disappeared, just as Marcos approaches her. 007 is hiding behind a stone pillar to avoid being noticed, not seeing Nadia be led away by Marcos, who looks briefly out for him, before heading off away.
The lights all around then proceed to dim, a spotlight falling onto the stage, everyone's silent attention resting on it. Bond, realising this is the moment the man he is here to investigate will finally introduce himself, now mingles into the crowd, watching with them as a man begins to appear, announced by a voice over a loudspeaker.
"Ladies and gentlemen, honoured guests," the announcer began. "Please welcome the benefactor for this evening, the owner of this wonderful estate, Maximillian Malprade."
The crowd erupts with applause and Bond claps, watching as the man emerges from the shadows. Maximillian Malprade, the man in the snakeskin glove, a Suisse entrepeneur in his fifties who carries a snakeskin cane and wears a macabre mask over half his face.
He appears eccentric and frail as he reaches the stand where a microphone rests. He is nothing like 007 expected. The spotlight rests on him as the applause dies down.
"Such a warm welcome, thank you all." began Malprade, his smooth, educated lilt filtering across the ballroom. "I see so many friends here this evening and so many people who will become my friends. It is so good of you to be here and support my cause."
The raised projector then begins to cast a holographic screen behind Malprade, a towering companion to his speech. The holo screen begins showing a digital rendering of what he talks about, in startling 3D that impresses the crowd and greatly interests Bond.
"I give you 'Poseidon'," Malprade declared, proudly. "The reason for this wonderful event, my vision for a better future. Imagine a world where the starving were fed, where those ill with plague were cured, where those dying of thirst had water. I give you 'Poseidon'."
007 noticed that Malprade seemed to have such energy when he speaks but such a frail body, leading him to wonder, as the billionaire continues his speech, if the man is all he appears to be.
"A project. A goal. A goal that can be achieved through my bio-engineering expertise, to create water from air, food from sand, and destroy plague with a simple remedy." Malprade said, the audience wowed and intrigued. "Yes, it can be done. It will be done. With your support, your loyalty and your cheque books."
A billow of laughter rings around the ballroom, not stretching to Bond, who can see right through the man everyone else cannot. He was suspicious of his miraculous claims and was growing to dislike the man more every second that went by. He knew he was a liar.
"Think of a world without famine or thirst or disease." Malprade continued, growing more and more sermonistic as he spoke. "This is the world I will bring you, a world 'Poseidon' will bring you. A world I will control, so our children, and our children's children, can enjoy a glorious future."
The holo-screen fades and the crowd all begin clapping hugely as the lights go up.
Bond is sceptical, a view shared only by Nadia, who doesn't notice him as she stands near the garden party with Marcos. 007 sees Malprade enjoy the applause, which he makes die down with a hand movement. It reminded the secret agent of a papal address.
"And now, my friends. The party can truly begin." said Malprave with a beaming smile, raising his hands as the crowd again claps and an orchestra of music starts up in a corner of the ballroom, the guests beginning to mingle amongst each other, some dancing.
Bond sees guests filter out into the garden and watches Kai and Fai guide the cane-holding Malprave off the stage over to Nadia, who takes his arm. They both head into the gardens, the centre of attention, 007 soon following, intending to speak to the man of the moment.
The sun had now fully set and dark was slowly flooding in, multi-coloured lighting beautifully illuminating the warm gardens. Malprade stands with Nadia on his arm talking to guests, Kai and Fai hovering in the background. Bond approaches, Nadia spotting him, pleased.
"Oh, there you are, I was wondering where you disappeared to." she said, leading Malprade to look out the corner of his eye at the secret agent as he finishes greeting a wealthy guest.
Bond smiled, half his eye on Malprade. "I apologise, Nadia. I momentarily got sidetracked."
Malprade then turned to them and interjected. "I don't believe I've had the pleasure, Mr?..."
"Somerset, James Somerset, Universal Exports." lied Bond as he shook Malprade's snakeskin covered hand, finding it deformed to the touch, only increasing his curiosity of the man.
"How did you find my speech, Mr Somerset?…" asked Malprave, testing his guest. "Was it good enough to make you commit your hard earned cash?…"
Bond slightly nodded. "It certainly piqued my interest, Mr Malprade. How exactly can your bio-technology create food and water from thin air, for example?…"
Malprade smiled distractedly as he responded. "It's a simple nano-technological
process, Mr Somerset. Simple to my finest minds that is. To you or I, it's God's work."
"Nothing then to do with genetics, the manipulation of human DNA?…" Bond enquired, now testing the host. "Cloned DNA?…"
With a momentary look of concern at this, Malprade glanced at Nadia, who 007 noticed seemed fearful about the question and the look she was given. Bond realised he'd hit a nerve as Malprade laughed.
"Human cloning is the work of the future." he replied, calmly."Not to mention being very much illegal."
Bond nodded, smiling. "I'm sure you'd never dream of such an idea."
"You know what they say about dreams, Mr Somerset. And wishes." reminded Malprade, almost as if it was a warning. Bond picked up on this and nodded. He realised that both know who each other really was and they were both conducting the niceties.
Nadia is clearly disturbed by the subtext in Malprade's words. "Nadia, darling, we're neglecting our other guests." he said, once again extending his hand to 007, which he shakes. "A pleasure to have met you, Mr Somerset."
"The pleasure was all mine, I'm sure." replied Bond, who watched them mingle as he takes another glass of champagne, seeing Nadia briefly turn back and lend him a look of concern. It led him to realise, for certain for the first time, that she was the one who could help him.
-
In the mansion surveillance room, the screens also extend out to the garden party, one resting on 007 as he walks around with him champagne, clearly checking everything out.
Vibert watches him with seething anger, soon seeing Marcos return. "It's him, for sure." the subordinate said.
"I know. 007 is like a bad penny. But, he'll soon be spent for good." declared Vibert with growing relish.
-
The garden party is in full swing and Bond sees Malprade chatting to guests while Kai and Fai stand faithfully by him. The secret agent then sees Nadia slip away unnoticed, heading off around the side of the mansion gardens with a concerned expression.
Finishing his drink, Bond follows her. She heads around to the domed area of the estate, it's entrance now protected by two burly guards. From behind a wall, 007 watches as Nadia inputs the password and enters, the guards thinking nothing of her entry.
Feigning innocence, Bond stumbles around the front of the domed area, the guards approaching him. "Can we help you, sir?…" one immediately said. "This is a restricted area."
"Oh, don't mind me, I was just looking for the toilet." Bond replied casually, on his last word unleashing a punch at one of the guards, who is knocked out in the surprise attack.
The other guard goes for his gun but Bond smacks his head up the wall, the man slumping to the floor. 007 adjusts his tux. "Hmm, don't seem to need it anymore." he quipped.
Bond pulls the hand of one of the guards over to the fingerprint password device, the man's ID clearing, the door opening. He smiled at the limp man. "Much obliged."
He slides through the door as it closes on the befallen guards it soon becoming clear the exterior of the dome in 18th century style conceals a futuristic inside of recently built labs and offices around the dome core.
007 heads through the corridors of the arboretum lab areas, soon catching sight of Nadia heading through into a lab. He begins approaching the same area, a basic lab mainly holding a powerful computer terminal which Nadia proceeds to access and power up, clearly looking for something.
The computer brings up a core devoted to information regarding the 'Poseidon' project, Nadia entering a secure site. A password requirement flickers up and Nadia checks she's not being watched before she enters a password she clearly shouldn't know.
She gains access to files that disturb her greatly.
Carefully outside the lab, Bond approaches quietly and reaches the door and goes to enter, until his gaze is distracted. He glances over to a lab opposite with the door half open, showing Marcos with several guards holding the two golden vial cases.
007 barely breathes as he sees guards sorting out bio-weapons in 'Identicon' crates, while Marcos checks the two vial case contents. The secret agent uses his binoculars to see all eight DNA vials, marked with initials under the name of individual world power.
Suddenly, Marcos gets a radio transmission from the assaulted guards, looking for Bond. Alert, he begins heading out, Bond sees him approach and the guards he attacked coming a different way. The info-access lab door opens and 007 is quickly pulled inside.
Shoved against the wall, Bond finds Nadia in front of him, she proceeding to passionately kiss him in a sudden movement. The kiss is thoroughly enjoyed by both, although Nadia tries to make out otherwise, not trying to get lost in Bond's touch.
"I'm not that kind of man." he said, wryly.
Nadia quickly shusshed him and replied. "Shut up, they're coming!…"
The door opens and Marcos peers in, seeing merely two figures snogging up the wall. Looking embarrassed, he quickly departs. Once he does, Nadia pulls away from 007, disappointed at the fact.
"And here was me thinking Romanian's were cold to the touch." Bond quipped, not raising a laugh from Nadia.
"If they'd have caught us, they'd have killed us both." she declared gravely.
Bond looked unsure, a little sarcastically. "We're party guests, what harm could Malprade inflict on us?. Unless you know something I don't."
Observing him close up, Nadia begins to realise she recognises him, that she'd seen him before. It dawns on her where. "I saw you in Madrid. Who are you?…" she asked, not sure whether to trust him.
"More to the point, who are you?…" Bond retorted. "What do you know about Poseidon?. What's Malprave really planning?…"
Afraid to say anything, Nadia instantly clams up. "I...I can't..."
"Why, because he'll kill you?…" guessed Bond, seeing from her reaction his hunch was correct. "I won't let that happen. Trust me."
Bond holds her by the arms and Nadia at first goes to speak, but then wriggles away. She shakes her head, unable to trust, and quickly departs the lab, leaving 007 disappointed.
-
The conversation has just been watched and heard in the mansion surveillance room by Malprade, no longer looking unsteady and clutching his cane tight in palm.
Vibert sits nearby, an angry look on his face. Malprade's cold lack of emotion is scarier.
"Let me deal with him." Vibert growled, seeing Malprade shake his head.
"No need." he admitted, a touch arrogantly. "It's already arranged. Mr Bond will be seen to tonight, for good."
His cane in hand, Malprade walks out with no frailty, it all clearly an act. He leaves Vibert grinning as it dawns on him the fate his superior has in mind for the secret agent.
-
The gala ball is in full swing in the ballroom, but a number of guests are now retiring to their rooms, heading up the spiral staircase to the exorbitantly grande guest suites.
Bond is one of them, trying not to be noticed as he hastily heads up towards the guest bedroom areas, succeeding. He opens the door to his room and gets a surprise.
In his huge four-poster bed, 007 sees the naked forms of both Kai and Fai waiting for him. He enters, closing the door behind him. "I don't remember ordering room service." he quipped.
Kai motioned seductively. "We come compliments of Mr Malprave."
Bond grinned. "I'm sure you do."
The two twin sisters slink under the covers, looking unhealthily into one another sexually. 007 realises they aren't likely to leave any time soon and heads toward the bed.
"I suppose it'd be rude to turn down the hospitality of the host." he conceded with a smile.
Bond climbs onto the bed, whereby Fai starts kissing him as Kai undresses him, the night really beginning.
-
Come the break of day, the hot sun rises onto the gardens now filled with the leftovers from the party, littering the area as cleaners tidy up the mess made by the guests.
Naked under the covers except for pyjama trousers covering his modesty, Bond awakens from his slumber as the sun casts in. The twin sisters from the night before are gone and 007 is chained by both arms to the bed. He realises this isn't good.
"They could have at least left me the key." He said, his mirth soon fading as he sees an extremely large, poisonous python wriggling across the floor, heading for and sliding up the bed toward him. Immediately, he begins trying to wriggle out of the handcuffs, soon finding they won't budge.
He tries to hide his fear as the python slithers up and over him, wrapping itself around his body slowly, starting to squeeze tight. 007 looks up and realises the window is directly behind the bed, unable barely to move as the snake squeezes tighter.
The python slithers around so it's face is by his neck, ready to sting in response to movement. Bond steadies himself. He then quickly pushes his feet off the bed, which fly up in a gambole position at such force they shatter the window behind.
He is carried up and half out the shattered window, the force causing the snake to lose it's grip and fall down onto the gardens below. The handcuffs cut into Bond's wrists painfully as he hangs vertical out the window, the large bed starting to drag out with the weight.
Bond begins trying to smash the handcuffs into the concrete so they'll crack. As he does, the pain increases. Eventually, he cracks one handcuff, dropping further down the side of wall, increased pain on his right hand from the handcuff gripping at him.
007 cracks it just as the bed comes tumbling out the window. He lands next to the slithering snake, rolling aside as the bed collapses onto the creature. Only half-dressed, Bond stands and massages his wrists. "How's that for a landing?…" he rhetorically asked himself.
He then sees armed guards on patrol and realises they want him dead. He quickly dashes off out of sight, around to the front entrance.
The main foyer of the mansion is filled with the guests from the previous evening, all preparing now to depart the estate.
Bond enters and is watched by the men and women through being half-naked, he nodding politely in response as he heads upstairs. While the guests clear out, 007 goes about checking all of the bedroom suites, looking for a certain someone in particular.
"Nadia?...Nadia?..." he calls as he moves around, disappointed he cannot find her anywhere, until he then sees a window to the back of the mansion, adjoining the driveway.
He observes Malprade bid goodbye to guests with Kai and Fai before fraily walking towards his dome arboretum area. Seeing this, Bond heads out of the bedroom areas.
Moving quite casually but with his wits about him, 007 approaches the arboretum area. A team of security guards soon spot him on patrol, ordering him to stop as they run towards the arboretum lab door. Bond gets to the door but once he sees them coming, begins to scramble up a nearby drain pipe onto the roof of the surrounding labs.
The guards begin firing machine guns at Bond as he climbs onto the roof, running up onto the spherical top of the glass dome. He avoids the fire as he gets onto the dome roof, seeing inside a mini-jungle stretching a long vertical and horizontal distance.
Guards surround the arboretum as 007 reaches the height of the dome, bullets coming in at all angles, some sure to hit. Bond, wearing a wedding ring, turns it and unleashes a sonic agitator that shatters the glass of the dome roof, causing him to fall through.
The dome interior is an entire preserved eco-system, a small jungle regulated at sweltering heat, filled with plant and other life. Bond plummets down into the jungle, surrounded by the rainfall of glass with it. Once he lands, he shakes the glass off.
A little in pain from the fall, 007 nonetheless gets up and begins looking around, until a familiar figure comes striding in. It is Malprade, no longer looking as frail, Kai and Fai at his side.
"What do you think of my private jungle, 007?…" he enquired, somewhat theatrically.
"I think you feel very at home." Bond said, dispensing with the niceties as he glanced at the grinning Japanese twin sisters, who he asked. "Do you leave all your men tied up or was I a special case?…"
Malprade grinned. "They wanted to make sure you were especially dead."
Bond grinned back. "I'm sorry to disappoint them."
Kai and Fai smile at him, obviously both rather enamoured of the man, while also ready to kill him. They both see Bond suddenly turn serious as he addresses the so-called philanthropist. "What have you done with Nadia?…"
"Ms Damescu will be taken care of in due course." Malprade declared, ominously. "As for you, Mr Bond, I will deal your hand of fate."
At that point, Malprade flicks open the top of his cane, withdrawing a long, thin, sharp sword with snakeskin handle. He nods to Kai and Fai, the latter of whom throws 007 a less than impressive sword before heading off out of the sweltering arboretum.
"Gentleman's duel. How very dashing." quipped Bond, just as, in a quick motion, Malprade comes at him with his sword, 007 defending. A momentarily blur of sword action gives Malprade the upper hand. The two break away after the blur.
"Awfully spry for such a frail guy." Bond remarked, encouraging a twisted smile from Malprade's deformed face.
"An act, I admit, to encourage the generosity of my more fiscal group of benefactors." Malprade said. "You'll find I can more than hold my own."
Bond raised an eyebrow dryly. "Really?. I'm very pleased for you."
Another blur of sword action takes place, Malprade going on the offensive. His sword action certainly is impressive, 007 just defending. The fight stretches through the dense eco-system, Malprade reacting well to the more than clement surroundings.
"You seem to thrive on the atmosphere." Bond remarked. "Hot enough for you in here?…"
"Not nearly hot enough." declared Malprade as the swordfight continued, becoming even more intense as it carries on, Malprade inflicting Bond with a blur of activity.
007 manages to fight him off, seeing Malprade's sword cut through the foliage as he swings it with speed, power and control. The fight proceeds to climax as Bond becomes pinned up against a cage wall, the tip of Malprade's sword right at his throat.
As Kai and Fai reenter at the doorway, Malprade sheathes the sword into his cane. "You fight well, 007." he admitted.
"Not well enough, it would seem." replied Bond, to which Malprade smiled his agreement.
"The time has come for me to leave, the final phase of Poseidon needs my urgent attention." he declared. "I wouldn't dream, however, of leaving you without a parting challenge."
Fai then presses a button near the door and the openings of cages dotted around the arborteum begin opening slowly. Malprade heads over to the door as 007 steps into the middle of the dome jungle, hearing the sound of fierce animals emerging from the cages.
"Goodbye, Mr Bond. I hope when my pets digest your body, they savour the best bits." Malprade said with relish, departing with a grin, Kai and Fai loyally by his side.
Bond sees the door seal and then finds half a dozen man-eating reptiles begin emerging from their cages, tethered to very weak steel leads. The hungry reptiles begin snapping at him, who sees them tugging at the leads. He grabs his discarded sword nearby.
007 stands ready with his sword to defend himself.
-
Adjoining the dome labs, a large series of electronic garages begin automatically opening their doors to reveal cars inside.
Malprade approaches the front, observing Kai and Fai begin backing out with hand signals two exquisite stretch black limousines driven by guards into the expansive drive.
Vibert then emerges from the mansion toward him, Marcos with him holding the vial cases.
"Did you find her?…" Malprade asked Vibert, who shook his head, clearly disappointed in himself.
"I'm afraid doctor Damescu has slipped out of our reach." He admitted, though Malprade isn't that concerned.
"It doesn't matter." He said. "I know exactly where she'll go and to whom. My man will be waiting for her there."
Vibert grins as he and his superior watch as their transportation is backed out before them.
-
The crocodiles, alligators, tigers and leopards tethered to the shaky leads in the arboretum dome continue roaring at Bond as they snap their jaws at him. He stands ready in the middle of them, swiping his sword as some snap worryingly close, stretching their leads to breaking point.
007 begins looking at the sealed door, observing the visage of guards outside keeping watch, giving him an idea. He plunges the sword into the eye of the crocodile in his way of the door and climbs over it as it wriggles for a painful death.
Bond reaches the door and begins banging it, shouting. "Hey!. They're all dead!. All the animals are dead!."
The guards on the opposite side look through the door and only see the crocodile lying slumped near the door, in their field of vision. Concerned, the two men unlock the door and enter, Bond standing to the side of the door, slamming one guard unconscious up the wall.
He grabs the other one in a chokehold as the reptiles break free of their shackles, rapidly closing in on the smell of human flesh. Bond pushes the guard into them and jumps behind the door, sealing it. He hears the screams as the guard are devoured.
"Some animals'll eat anything." He quipped, before rushing away.
Quickly, still only half-dressed, Bond dashes out of the entrance to the arboretum labs and dome, hiding behind a wall. He peers around to see Malprade, Vibert, Kai and Fai all entering the first of the two limos, while Marcos puts the vial cases in the back.
The first limo heads off down the drive and vanishes out of sight as it leaves the estate. The second limo is driven by Marcos, holding a number of guards in the back. It starts up, slowly beginning to follow the other one.
At top speed, Bond runs out of hiding and charges towards the second limo. Guards all around the estate see and fire at him. He avoids the fire and runs to the back of the limo, diving and catching the bumper as the vehicle speeds out of the estate.
Guards fire at him until the estate gates seal up.
The second limo begins gaining speed as it drives off down the swirling Spanish countryside roads away from the estate. Bond is dragged on the underside of the car as he hangs onto the bumper, bracing the pain of the road as the car drives on.
Guards in the back of the car extend through the window and fire at him. While driving, Marcos grabs his radio.
The radio is picked up by the guard in the passenger seat of the first limo, who hears Marcos on the other end and passes it to Vibert, in the process of driving the car.
Malprade, in the back with Kai and Fai, looks concerned as Vibert listens to Marcos in Spanish. "It's Bond." he declares, turning to his boss, who instantly grows defensive.
"Faster." said Malprade quickly and sharply, leading Vibert to chuck the radio aside and increases speed as Malprade looks out the rear window, trying to spot his adversary.
The second limo loses ground on the first as it increases speed, the car now being swerved by Marcos to shake off the unwanted passenger. Bond is bobbed about painfully on the road as the car swerves, causing the guards bullets to miss him as they fire.
Once the swerving and the bullets stop, 007 begins to climb from the back of the bumper onto the rear boot bonnet. Hanging on, he kicks the back windscreen glass through, glass hurting the two guards in the back, who also get kicked in the face.
Before they can get guns to fire, Bond lurches forward and grabs both with his hands, flinging them out the back powerfully. He hangs on as the guards hit the road behind, then seeing a third guard from the front passenger seat dive through the shattered windscreen.
He and Bond start scrapping on the back bonnet, holding on as Marcos skids the car at speed around a series of tight country bends. 007 begins getting the upper hand in the punches, until both he and the guard are flung off the back at a tight bend.
The guard hits the road with force, while Bond manages to steady himself with a gambole. He proceeds to gambole very fast down through a patch of vertical green countryside bridging the swirling road above and below. He passes through the greenery just as the second limo starts to pass the road below, the secret agent leaping onto it.
007 graps the passenger door as the car passes, it flinging open as Marcos fires a machine gun at it, just missing the agent. The door flies in the wind as Bond hangs onto the speeding car for dear life, seeing the door coming off it's hinges. He swings himself into the car just as the door breaks away and slams into a tree as speed, embedding itself like a sword by a woodcutter.
While driving, Marcos goes to fire his machine gun, but Bond kicks it away as he swings in. The two begin exchanging punches, grappling for control of the car, which dangerously begins swerving to both sides of the road. Bond eventually grabs Marcos and repeatedly slams his head on the steering wheel, knocking him out after much effort.
Marcos slumps down, his feet stuck to the accelerator, the limo increasing to dangerous speeds for a short, winding country road. Pushing him aside, 007 grabs the wheel from the passenger seat and controls the car as it begins gaining on the first limo.
He takes short cuts through greenery to avoid dangerous curves, almost crashing into trees and flying on ramps over wine valleys. Eventually, Bond gets the limo on a straight piece of countryside. The car proceeds to get right on the bumper of the first limo.
Malprade looks through the back at the second limo right at the bumper. He sees Bond driving it, anger turning to frustration. "Doesn't that man ever die?…"
As Kai and Fai begin readying machine guns, Malprade turns to Vibert. "Prepare to use the booster."
Nodding, Vibert begins opening a panel exposing a red button near the gearstick.
With the limo positioned, Bond proceeds to open the sunroof above him and push himself quickly through it, sitting on the top. He ducks as Kai and Fai begin firing machine guns from inside the first limo. 007 keeps the car straight by using his feet with the steering wheel. By his feet, Marcos begins slowly to wake up from his enforced slumber.
The second limo hits the bumper of the first limo and Bond braves bullets by climbing down onto the engine of his car. He perilously lies on it and begins reaching over towards the boot of the first limo, steadying himself with his feet on the engine.
Seeing him, Malprade realises what he's attempting to do. "Give me that!…" he bellows to Fai, grabbing off her a machine gun he uses to fire bullets into the back windscreen, smashing it.
As he begins fiddling with the catch to open the boot, Bond sees the windscreen smash with bullets and Malprade stick out the gun. The bullets he fires at 007 ricochet onto the boot as Bond opens it quickly, grabbing the two vial case contents inside.
Cursing at the bullets missing, Malprade growls. "Get us out of here!…" at which point Vibert reaches for the gearstick and presses the red button.
Grabbing the cases, Bond dives off the two cars and lands on the country road. He sees a rocket booster extend from the back of the first limo, a burst of fire shooting the car off at extreme speed. The fire ignites the engine of the second limo, Marcos screaming as the car explodes hugely in the middle of the road, the first limo speeding away successfully.
Bond watches the explosion from the roadside, clutching the two cases, the key to what his new nemesis has planned……