Raw milk. Shaken, not stirred.
Am I being detained? I'm filming you.
I have a right to film you. I'm in a public place.
What is it?
Cutting edge nano technology.Smart blood.
Microchips in your bloodstream
allows us to track your movements in the field.
I've come to the wrong queue.
Gay wedding cake shaken, not stirred.
Why does this bag of cocaine have a CIA label on it?
Something we're making for the Americans,
it's called a ghetto blaster.
We definitely shouldn't do that.
And we probably shouldn't call it that.
Well, Mr. Bond,
soon, the United States debt will top $29 trillion.
It's madness. Economic madness.
How did you pull off this heinous act?
Oh, I had nothing to do with it. No, it was Congress.
Congress of the Soviet Union
tricked us into getting this debt.
What? No, the United States Congress.
Of America?.
Yes.
How much was it again?
$29 trillion.
Do we pay interest on that?
Yes.
All the time?
Yes.
This is terrifying.
It's a great deal of money.
What do we do?
Honestly, it won't affect me very much
because I'm very wealthy.
Will I be okay?
Are you a federal employee?
Yes.
Then you'll be fine.
Oh, thank God.
What a waste
of perfectly good gold.
It's easily transferable. It's fungible.
Not difficult to assay. The hedge against inflation.
It doesn't spoil. It's malleable. We made it a microchip.
Sold coins and gold jewelry
And then Nixon took us off the gold standard.
He's the true villain here.
You know, you're quite a good listener.
Usually people get bored when I talk about gold.
You all right?
Two fingers of LSD. Shaken, not stirred.
Now pay attention, Bond.
An ordinary pen. inside is a fraction of a drop of ink.
The rest is filled with a sense of self-importance and the
desire to control the lives of others.
My God, it would take 10 of these just to sign your name.
Ling, say goodbye to Felix. Man talk.
I was a different person back then.
I was literally a different person back then.
You carry a double O number.
It means you're licensed to kill, not get killed.
But I still need a license to braid hair?
Guess we're adding bagpipes to the list.
I'll have a bacon wrapped hotdog. Shaken, not stirred.
I'll have a ginger ale and Ayahuasca. Shaken, not stirred.
One infant.
Just hand it to me.
Oh, so it's like, seasteading, only evil.
Who are you?
My name is Pussy Galore.
Oh, right. What are your pronouns?
Pay attention bond. An ordinary household printer.
However, if you press this button right here,
$1 trillion enters the money supply.
Really? This button here?
This button right here.
Right there.
No harm in it, right?
Well, Mr. Bond, it's time I leave you.
I have a date with a rocket ship.
To blow up the moon?
Just to float about for a bit as a tourist,
it sounds really fun.
Using hard-earned taxpayer dollars?
No I'm using my money.
Money you stole.
No. I provided goods and services on the internet
during a pandemic.
I created a great amount of value for many people
all across the globe.
I'm sorry, how is that evil?
I don't know. I just said I was going to space
and everyone on Twitter got very angry.
Well, travel safe.
Thank you.
You're the first person to actually wish me safe travels.
Everyone else just spray painted my garage door.
You know, do you want to come with me?
Me?
Yes. I was going to bring mittens,
but now I'd rather bring you.
I would love to go to space.
Well let's go to space.
Let's go to space.
We have ice cream. You're going to love it.
Shotgun.
I told you inflation was dangerous.
Vodka Martini. Shaken, to-go.