Q
[Q shows off a new gadget to Bond]
A pen. This is a Class 4 grenade. Three clicks arms the four-second fuse... [clicks it three times] another three [clicks it three times again] disarms it.
Bond
[takes pen and quickly clicks it thrice]
...How long did you say the fuse was?
Q
[takes the pen and disarms it with a groan]
Oh, grow up, 007.
Bond
They always said the pen was mightier than the sword.
Q
Thanks to me, they were right. [walks over to a dummy] Look, let's ask Fred here to demonstrate for us. Here we are. Sorry about this, Fred. One, two, three… [places the pen in Fred's shirt pocket, arms it, and runs to cover. The resulting explosion obliterates Fred from the waist up. to Bond] Don't say it!
Bond
…the writing's on the wall?
Q
[snickering]
Along with the rest of him!
