Quantum of solace (Quantum of Solace) (№ 307105)

- Mr. bond, my name is fields. I'm from the Consulate.
- Of course. What do you do at the Consulate?
- Doesn't matter. My orders are to turn you around and put you on the next plane to London.
Order - regarding both?
Sorry, I don't know who you are.
Barely fired and forgotten.
- You're my heart hurt.
- Mr. bond, these orders come from the highest possible authority.
Taxi. And when is the next flight to London?
- Tomorrow morning.
- So, we have night.
- If I try to escape, will be arrested and taken to the plane in chains. Is that clear?
- As day. Please.
Such naughty with handcuffs.
- I hope.