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Scaramanga:
How does James Bond, an arrogant MI6 agent,
Think that his Walther can actually halt the best assassin,
The greatest shot, a man whose golden gun's undefeated...
He thinks I can be cheated?
I'll lure him into the room where it happens,
The room where it happens,
His doom, it'll happen...
He'll join my victims in the room where it happens
For my best kill...
(Joins Bond at the table with a smile...)
My dear Commander...
Francisco Scaramanga
Gives his true respects,
My sincerest admiration,
Here's to us...the best.
I look back on your career
And it's very plain to see
We've much in common, sir,
Killers, you and me.
Now you call me amoral,
Say I'm just a bad lot,
But you're also an assassin,
Or have you forgot?
Kettle--pot.
I have the honor to be
Your obedient servant,
F dot S.
Bond:
Mr. Scaramanga...
We have got a saying and you're full of it.
You think I'm anything like you?
I have only killed on my government's command,
Those I kill...they are killers too.
I am not the man that you think I am,
So don't bother trying to twist the knife, sir.
I am only in this job to protect innocent life, sir.
Scaramanga (smirking): Like your wife, sir?
Bond (resisting the temptation to take the bait):
Hey, I am no hired gun,
I am just the one
Getting this job done
Neutralizing threats to countless others.
It's a dirty fight
But I won't apologize for doing what's right.
I have the honor to be
Your obedient servant...
Bond, James Bond.
Scaramanga:
Careful how you proceed, dear sir!
You've got one warning, heed it, sir!
My golden gun has never missed
So if you get me pissed
Then prepare to bleed, dear sir!
Bond:
Yes, you'd shoot me for the hell of it.
A glorified thug, killing for the thrill of it!
You stand only for yourself...that's understood.
I am willing to die for the greater good!
Scaramanga:
Then stand, dear Commander.
Beach. Dawn.
Guns. Drawn.
Bond:
...You're on.
Both:
I have the honor to be
Your obedient servant...
Bond:
J dot B.
Scaramanga:
F dot S.