“Choose your next witticism carefully
Mr Bond it may be your last!”
DIRECTOR: Guy Hamilton
STARRING: Sean Connery, Honor Blackman, Gert Frobe, Shirley Eaton, Tania Mallet, Harold Sakata, Bernard Lee, Cec Linder, Lois Maxwell, Desmond Llewelyn.
SCREENPLAY: Richard Maibaum and Paul Dehn
CLASSIC SCENE: Secret Agent James Bond oo7 (Sean Connery) has tracked suspected gold-smuggler Auric Goldfinger (Gert Frobe) to Auric Enterprises, his factory complex in Switzerland. Investigating the complex at night, oo7 is discovered together with Tilly Masterson (Tania Mallet) and a car chase ensues. After Tilly is killed by the deadly Oddjob (Harold Sakata), Bond attempts to escape in his gadget-packed Aston Martin DB5, and a car chase ensues around the roadways in Goldfinger’s complex. Believing the reflected headlights of his DB5 in a junction mirror are that of an oncoming vehicle, Bond swerves his car to avoid ‘a head-on collision’ and crashes into a wall, knocking himself cold. Regaining consciousness, agent oo7 discovers he is firmly strapped to a cold metal surface…
GOLDFINGER: Good evening double-o-seven.
JAMES BOND: My name is James Bond.
GOLDFINGER: And members of your curious profession are few in number. You have been recognised, let’s say by one of your opposite numbers – who is also licenced to kill! Ho, that interesting car of yours. I too have a new toy but, considerably more practical.
You are looking at an industrial laser, which emits a light not found in nature. It can project a spot on the moon, or at closer range cut through solid metal I will show you.
(a beam of light emits from the laser poised above Bond’s head and begins to cut through the metal plate between Bond’s legs, all the time moving slowly closer to his crotch.)
This is gold Mr Bond. All my life I’ve been in love with its colour, its brilliance, its divine heaviness. I welcome any enterprise that will increase my stock – which is considerable.
JAMES BOND: I think you’ve made your point Goldfinger thank you for the demonstration.
GOLDFINGER: Choose your next witticism carefully Mr Bond it may be your last! The purpose of our two previous encounters is now very clear to me, I do not intend to be distracted by another - goodnight Mr Bond.
JAMES BOND: Do you expect me to talk?
GOLDFINGER: No Mr Bond I expect you to die! There is nothing you can talk to me about that I don’t already know.
JAMES BOND: Your forgetting one thing. If I fail to report double-o-eight replaces me.
GOLDFINGER: I trust he will be more successful.
JAMES BOND: He knows what I know!
GOLDFINGER: You know nothing Mr Bond.
JAMES BOND: Operation, Grand Slam for instance.
GOLDFINGER: Two words you may have overheard, which cannot possibly have any significance to you or anyone in your organisation.
JAMES BOND: Can you afford to take the chance?
GOLDFINGER: You are quite right Mr Bond, you are worth more to me alive.
(Goldfinger gestures to a control-room technician to turn off the laser beam. Bond, soaked in nervous perspiration, releases a sigh of relief – and so too does the cinema audience!)