BT Bill Tanner
Seems your hunch was right, 007. It's too bad the Evil Queen of Numbers wouldn't let you play it– [Bond coughs to indicate M is right behind them: Tanner winces as they both turn to face her]
M
You were saying?
T Tanner
No, I was just, just–
M
Good. Because if I want sarcasm, Mr. Tanner, I'll talk to my children, thank you very much.
M
We've pulled the files on anyone who might have had access or authority at Severnaya. The top name on the list is an old friend of yours, I understand.
Bond
Ourumov. They made him a general.
M
[about Ourumov]
He sees himself as the next iron man of Russia, which is why our political analysts ruled him out. He doesn't fit the profile of a traitor.
Bond
Are these the same analysts who said that GoldenEye couldn't exist, who said the helicopter posed no immediate threat and wasn't worth following?
M
You don't like me, Bond. You don't like my methods. You think I'm an accountant, a bean counter more interested in my numbers than your instincts.
Bond
The thought had occurred to me.
M
Good. Because I think you're a sexist, misogynist dinosaur. A relic of the Cold War, whose boyish charms, though wasted on me, obviously appealed to that young woman I sent out to evaluate you.
Bond
Point taken.
M
Not quite, 007. If you think for one moment I don't have the balls to send a man out to die, your instincts are dead wrong. I've no compunction about sending you to your death. But I won't do it on a whim. Even with your cavalier attitude towards life. I want you to find GoldenEye, find who took it, what they plan to do with it, and stop it. And if you should come across Ourumov, guilty or not, I don't want you running off on some kind of vendetta. Avenging Alec Trevelyan will not bring him back.
Bond
You didn't get him killed.
M
Neither did you. Don't make it personal.
Bond
Never. [turns to leave]
M
Bond. [Bond stops and turns to her] Come back alive.