Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Kara Milovy, talented scholarship cellist,
What the hell are you trying to do, 007? Start World War Ill?
- I must get my cello. - No way!
- Enough talk! - Relax, Georgi.
Bond!
I didn't kill him. Bond did.
It's just had a new coat of paint!
- Where's the car? - In the alley out the back.
- (whistles) - (key ring beeps)
Save the darkness
Move.
(shouts in Afghan)
- Ah! What are these here for? - For murder.
General Gogol, Miss Kara Milovy.
Here, wave this.
rd the goat
Are you going to stay in France now?
Ha ha ha ha!
Cut off of Bond's foot with a knife and falls to his death while holding Bond's boot in his arms
SO|d for $150,000
Taxi!
Look, this is highly irregular. I won't get the OK from London today.
The chief wants you.
(call to prayer)
to disinform British Intelligence.
Don't think.
- What's all this? - We've been watching Pushkin
- Did you...? - I'd rather not talk about it.
That girl didn't know one end of a rifle from the other.
That's too bad, Bond.
- (whistles) - (key ring beeps)
Please be calm
Pushkin is... How you say... History.
(Moroccan music)
Oh, dear Georgi!
(beeping)
- Who's that for? - You, comrade.
We have time.
(camera clicks)
- Now, where's our man? - In the box. Between the KGB minders.
Come, Kara.
We must leave immediately, before they pick you up again.
Amazing this modern safety glass
Thank you, sir.
That's tomorrow.
You dumb, stubborn, stupid...
Sorry to say your popgun is no match for the latest body armour!
We'd better go.
It's all a mistake! I stole nothing!
I'll file that with the other secret information.
(beeping)
She has so many talents!
- A wolf whistle. - You mean, um...