The man with the golden gun

Narrator James Bond got back to his hotel room at
midnight. The windows were closed and the air-conditioning was on. Bond switched it off and
opened the windows. His heart was thumping in
his chest. He breathed in the air with relief, then
he had a shower and went to bed.

At 3.30 Bond suddenly woke up. There was a
noise, it was coming from the window.
Something was moving behind the curtain.

Bond Mary Goodnight! What the hell are you doing here?

Mary Quick, James! Help me in!

[bang!]

Bond Oh, my God.

Mary I'm terribly sorry. James!

Bond Sh! Sh! Shhh!

[the sound of walking] [the sound of a door opening and closing] [the sound of a shower]

Bond What the hell are you doing here? What's the
matter?

Mary James, I was so worried. A “Most Immediate”
message came from HQ this evening. A top KGB
man, using the name Hendriks, is staying in this
hotel. He knows you're here. He's looking for you!

Bond I know, Hendriks is here all right. So is a
gunman called Scaramanga. Mary, did HQ say if
they have a description of me?

Mary No, they don’t. They just have your name: Secret
Agent James Bond.

Bond Thanks, Mary. Now, I must get you out of here.
Don't worry about me, just tell HQ that you gave
me the message. OK?

Mary OK. James. Please take care, James.

Bond Sure, Sure,

[the sound of the shower being turned off]

Bond Now, come on!

[the sound of a door opening

Scaramanga This is not your lucky day, Mr Bond. Come here
both of you and put your hands up!

Narrator Scaramanga walked to the door and turned on
the lights. His golden gun was pointing directly
at James Bond.