Revenge is the only way forward for a betrayed Bond in this high-stakes adventure.
The sun was beginning to set over the Gulf of Mexico as James Bond made his way to the rendezvous point. He had just completed his latest mission, the capture of notorious drug lord Franz Sanchez. It had been a difficult mission, but Bond had come out on top, as usual. But as he landed on the shore, he couldn’t help but feel that something was off.
He was supposed to meet his close friend and former CIA agent Felix Leiter, who had helped him in his mission. But as Bond approached the meeting spot, he saw a gruesome sight. Felix was barely alive, his body mangled, and his wife, Della, was lying nearby, murdered. Bond was filled with a seething rage, and as Felix drifted in and out of consciousness, he muttered, “Don’t let them get away with it.”
Chapter 1: The Beginning of Vengeance
As Bond sat next to Felix in the hospital, he knew what he had to do – avenge Felix’s wife and bring the people responsible to justice. But as he investigated further, he found that Felix’s attackers were not just any ordinary criminals. They were connected to Sanchez’s organization, the same one Bond had just taken down.
But with Sanchez behind bars, Bond knew that he had to go rogue to get to the bottom of this. So he made the decision to infiltrate Sanchez’s organization from the inside.
Bond started by disguising himself as a hitman and contacting Sanchez’s inner circle. He got himself hired as a new recruit to the organization and quickly established himself as a reliable member. The more he immersed himself in the organization, the more he found out about the inner workings of Sanchez’s operation.
Bond was surprised to find out just how corrupt and brutal Sanchez’s organization was. He saw firsthand the way Sanchez treated his employees, using fear and violence to control them. He saw how those who crossed Sanchez ended up beaten, tortured, or dead.
But Bond couldn’t complete this mission alone. He needed help. So he reached out to his old allies Q and Pam Bouvier. Q helped him create the perfect cover identity, complete with the latest gadgets and weapons, while Pam used her connections to help him gain access to key members of Sanchez’s organization.
It was during one of these meetings that Bond came face to face with his old friend Felix, who had disfigured beyond recognition. Felix had been working undercover, trying to take down Sanchez’s organization from the inside, but things had gone terribly wrong.
With Felix’s help, Bond was able to gather valuable intelligence, including the names of key players in the organization, the location of Sanchez’s secret hideout, and the route the drug lord’s shipments were taking.
As Bond continued to work his way up the ranks of Sanchez’s organization, he knew that the closer he got to his goal, the more dangerous things would become. He was risking everything to avenge Felix and Della’s deaths, but he was willing to do whatever it took to bring the men responsible to justice. The journey ahead was sure to be perilous, but Bond was determined to see it through to the end.
As Bond entered the luxurious conference room, he noticed the tension in the air. In this room, he would meet the most powerful and notorious drug lord, Franz Sanchez, in person. Disguised as a hitman, Bond knew he had to play his part right. He was there to convince Sanchez that he was interested in joining his organization. His plan was to infiltrate the network and take them down from the inside.
As he approached the table, Sanchez looked up from his cigar and extended his hand for a handshake. Bond noticed the sweat on Sanchez’s forehead and the twitch in his eye. He knew that this was not just a simple business meeting.
“Mr. Bond, I hear you’re interested in joining our organization,” Sanchez said, his voice raspy.
“That’s correct,” Bond replied, his voice deep and confident.
Sanchez looked at Bond suspiciously before nodding to one of his men. The man handed Bond a package and gestured for him to open it.
Inside the package was a handgun, along with a photo of a DEA agent. Bond knew what was expected of him. He nodded, placed the package on the table, and took a seat.
Sanchez leaned forward, his eyes piercing. “I’ve heard many things about you, Mr. Bond. You have a reputation for being a skilled assassin. But why should I trust you?”
Bond took a deep breath before responding. “Because I have nothing to lose. I’m a man without a country, without ties, Mr. Sanchez. I’m looking for a new home.”
Sanchez nodded, impressed. “I like the way you think, Mr. Bond. But let me be clear. Cross me, and you’re dead. Understood?”
“Crystal clear,” Bond replied.
Sanchez leaned back, puffing on his cigar. “Very well. Let’s get down to business.”
Over the next few weeks, Bond immersed himself in Sanchez’s world. He grew close to his inner circle, posing as a hitman looking to make a name for himself. He watched as Sanchez made deals, killed enemies, and corrupted officials. Bond knew that he had to bide his time, waiting for the right moment to make his move.
One night, Sanchez called Bond into his office. “We have a job for you, Mr. Bond,” he said, his voice cold.
“What kind of job?” Bond asked.
Sanchez handed him a file. “The DEA is planning a big operation to take us down. We need to stop them before they can do any damage.”
Bond opened the file and read through it quickly. He saw that the operation was set to go down the following night. He knew this was his chance to prove his loyalty and gain Sanchez’s trust further.
“I’m on it,” Bond said, rising from his chair.
Sanchez smiled, a cruel glint in his eye. “Good. Make sure you don’t fail me.”
Bond left the office and immediately contacted his allies. He told Q to prepare the gadgets he would need and arranged for Pam Bouvier to provide him with backup. He also reached out to Felix Leiter, his closest friend in the CIA. Felix had been left for dead in his last mission, and his wife had been killed. Bond knew that Felix was the only one he could trust to help him take down Sanchez.
The next night, Bond made his move. He infiltrated the DEA operation, sabotaging it from within. He planted false intel and bugged the communication system, feeding information to Sanchez that would lead to the DEA’s downfall.
As he watched the chaos unfold, Bond knew that this was just the beginning of his mission. The road ahead would be treacherous and filled with danger. But he was ready for it. He would stop at nothing to avenge his friend and bring down the corrupt organization.
Chapter 3: The Revelation
Bond had been working undercover within the organization of Franz Sanchez, the notorious drug lord who had left his friend Felix for dead and murdered his wife. He had managed to gain the trust of Sanchez and convince him that he was interested in joining his business.
As he worked his way deeper into the organization, he began to uncover the true nature of Sanchez’s operations. He discovered that Sanchez was not only involved in drug smuggling but was also involved in a wide range of illegal and immoral activities.
Bond was appalled by the brutal treatment Sanchez inflicted on his employees, especially the corrupt officials he had in his pocket. He knew that he needed to find a way to bring Sanchez down, but he also knew that he needed to be careful. If Sanchez discovered his true identity, it would be the end for him.
One day, while wandering around Sanchez’s compound, Bond stumbled upon a dark, dank room in the back of a building. As he crept inside, he realized that it was a makeshift prison, filled with men and women who had crossed Sanchez.
Bond’s heart sank as he realized that Sanchez was not only a drug lord, but a monster who delighted in torturing those who opposed him. He knew that he needed to find a way to rescue these people, but he also knew that he couldn’t do it alone.
The next day, Bond contacted his old friend Q, who agreed to help him. Q was able to provide Bond with a list of contacts who had been investigating Sanchez’s activities, and they contacted a woman named Pam Bouvier who agreed to assist them.
Bond also discovered that his friend Felix, who he had believed to be dead, was in fact alive, but had been horribly mutilated by Sanchez. Felix was now a shadow of his former self, but he still agreed to help Bond in his mission.
Together, the small group of allies began to plan their attack on Sanchez. They knew that they needed concrete evidence of his illegal activities, so they began to infiltrate his operation and gather information.
Bond knew that he was walking a tightrope, as one wrong move could expose his true identity and lead to his death. But he was determined to bring Sanchez down and avenge his friend Felix and his wife.
As he worked his way deeper into the organization, Bond discovered that Sanchez was planning a major shipment of drugs to the United States. Bond knew that this could be the key to bringing Sanchez down, so he began to gather intelligence on the shipment.
But as he delved deeper, Bond realized that he was in over his head. Sanchez was a powerful man, with connections all over the world. Bond knew that he needed to tread lightly, or risk becoming a victim of Sanchez’s wrath.
But Bond was not one to back down from a challenge. He knew that he had to stay focused and keep his eyes on the prize. Sanchez was a dangerous man, but Bond was determined to bring him down, no matter what the cost.
And with his small group of allies, Bond continued to work towards his goal, inching closer and closer to the truth about Sanchez’s operation. The stakes were high, but Bond knew that he couldn’t back down now. The time for vengeance had come, and Bond was ready to face whatever lay ahead.
Chapter 4: The First Strike
Bond woke up early, making sure he was ready for the day ahead. The mission was to sabotage a DEA operation, and he knew it had to go smoothly. After all, his job was to infiltrate and gain Sanchez’s trust. One slip could mean the end of his mission and possibly his life.
As he walked into the meeting room, he could sense the tension in the air. Sanchez was angry and making threats, and the other members of the organization were intimidated. Bond knew he had to act natural and not draw attention to himself.
Sanchez turned to Bond and asked, “What do you think we should do about this DEA interference?”
Bond took a sip of his drink and replied nonchalantly, “I have a plan, but it requires some resources.”
Sanchez seemed intrigued, and Bond knew he had to keep his attention. “What kind of resources?”
“A helicopter, a small group of our best men, and some explosives,” Bond said calmly.
Sanchez leaned back in his chair, considering Bond’s request. He looked over at one of his top men, Krest, and asked, “Can you arrange this?”
Krest nodded and got to work, gathering the necessary resources. Bond knew he had to make sure everything was in place before the mission could begin. He spent the day with Krest, making sure the explosives were set up and ready to go.
As night fell, Bond and a team of five men boarded the helicopter and set off. Bond knew the DEA was expecting them, so they had to move quickly. The helicopter landed near the operation site, and Bond and his team made their way in.
The operation was in full swing, and the DEA agents were caught off guard when Bond and his team arrived. They had set up a trap, and the DEA was walking right into it. Bond and his team took out the agents one by one, making sure they didn’t leave any witnesses.
As they made their way out, they heard a noise coming from one of the rooms. Bond ordered his team to keep moving while he investigated. He opened the door to find two DEA agents, one injured and the other holding a gun.
Bond quickly disarmed him and asked, “What happened here?”
The agent explained that Sanchez had paid off a corrupt DEA official to tip him off about the operation. Bond knew this was bad news, and he had to tell Sanchez about the leak.
As they made their way back to the helicopter, Bond heard the sound of approaching helicopters. He knew they had to move fast. Bond and his team took off in the helicopter and flew back to the base, leaving the DEA and Sanchez’s men in confusion.
Back at the base, Bond gathered his thoughts and called Sanchez. “We have a problem,” he said. “Someone tipped off the DEA about the operation.”
Sanchez was furious and demanded to know who was responsible. Bond assured him that they would find out, and they hung up.
Bond knew he had done his part in gaining Sanchez’s trust, but he also knew the danger was far from over. Sanchez was a ruthless man, and he wasn’t one to be crossed. Bond had to stay on his toes and make sure he didn’t slip up.
As he lay in his bed that night, Bond thought about the events of the day. The mission had gone smoothly, but he knew it was only the beginning. There was much more to come. He closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep, knowing that tomorrow would bring new challenges, and he had to be ready to face them.
Chapter 5: The Allies
Bond knew he couldn’t accomplish his mission alone. He needed allies, people he could trust to help him take down the notorious drug lord Franz Sanchez. But finding allies wasn’t easy, especially when he was working as a rogue agent.
He started by reaching out to Q, his trusted Quartermaster. He arranged to meet Q at a secluded location, knowing that Q wouldn’t agree to help him easily.
“James, I know what you’re doing is dangerous, but what happened to Felix and Della was terrible,” Q said, his tone serious.
“I need your help, Q. I can’t do this alone,” Bond replied, his voice equally stern.
Q paused for a moment before nodding. “Alright, but we have to be careful. What do you need from me?”
Bond smiled, grateful for Q’s help. “I’m going to need some gadgets, specific to my mission, and a way to communicate with you without anyone else finding out.”
Q grinned. “Ah, gadgets, my specialty. I’ll make sure to send you a keyring with a miniature camera and a tracking device. Is there anything else?”
Bond thought for a moment before saying, “We need a computer expert, someone who can help us get inside Sanchez’s organization. Do you know anyone?”
Q’s face lit up. “I do, actually. A woman named Pam Bouvier. She’s a CIA informant and has worked with Leiter before. I’ll get in touch with her and see if she’s willing to help.”
Bond nodded, feeling better knowing that he had Q’s help. “Thank you, Q. I’ll be in touch soon.”
The next day, Bond received a message from Q. He had acquired the keyring Bond had requested and had gotten in touch with Pam Bouvier. She was willing to help, but she wanted to meet Bond in person.
They arranged to meet at a bar in Mexico City, where Pam was stationed. Bond arrived first, scanning the room for any signs of danger. He spotted Pam sitting at the bar, wearing a black leather jacket and looking around, her eyes scanning the area as well.
“Mr. Bond,” she said, as he approached her.
“Pam,” Bond replied, nodding in greeting.
“I hear you’re looking for some help,” Pam said, her tone cautious.
“I am. I need someone who can help me get inside Sanchez’s organization and take him down,” Bond replied, his voice low.
Pam nodded. “I’m your girl. But you have to understand that this won’t be easy. Sanchez is a dangerous man, and his organization is well-protected.”
“I understand, but I’m willing to take the risk. Are you in?” Bond asked, his tone firm.
Pam nodded. “I’m in. But first, I need to know that you’re trustworthy.”
Bond leaned forward. “You can trust me, Pam. I’m doing this for Felix, for Della, and for justice.”
Pam studied him for a moment before nodding. “Alright, I’m in. But we need a plan. And we need more people on our side.”
Bond agreed, and the three of them began working together to come up with a plan. They knew they needed more allies, but they had to be careful. They couldn’t trust anyone who was already working for Sanchez.
Bond thought back to Felix, who was now a shadow of his former self. He knew he had to convince Felix to help him. But how?
They decided to find Felix and convince him to join their cause. Bond knew it wouldn’t be easy, but he had to try.
They managed to track down Felix in a rundown motel in the middle of nowhere. Bond’s heart sank as he saw his old friend, his face bruised and battered, his once-strong body now frail.
“Felix,” Bond said, walking over to him.
Felix looked up, his eyes blank. “Who are you?”
“It’s me, James. I’m here to help you,” Bond said, trying to keep his voice steady.
“Felix doesn’t trust anyone,” the nurse who was taking care of Felix said.
Bond ignored her and walked over to Felix’s bedside. “Felix, listen to me. I know you don’t trust anyone, but you have to trust me. I need your help to take down Sanchez.”
Felix looked at Bond for a long time before nodding. “Alright, I’m in. But we’ll need more help.”
Bond felt relieved and grateful. He knew he couldn’t have done it without Felix’s help.
That night, Bond, Q, Pam, and Felix gathered around a table to plan their next move. They knew they had to be careful, but they also knew that they had to act fast.
“Sanchez has a shipment coming in next week,” Felix said. “We could use that to our advantage. We could sneak in and sabotage the shipment, causing chaos within his organization.”
Bond nodded, impressed with Felix’s idea. “That could work. But we’ll need more people on our side. We need to find a way to convince the corrupt officials working for Sanchez to join us.”
Pam spoke up. “I have an idea. I know a few officials who have been mistreated by Sanchez. I could reach out to them and see if they’d be willing to help us.”
Bond smiled, feeling grateful to have such a competent team. “Alright, let’s make our move. We have Sanchez right where we want him.”
The team dispersed, each going their separate ways to execute their part of the plan. Bond felt a sense of determination wash over him, knowing that he was one step closer to avenging his friend and bringing justice to Sanchez’s organization.
Chapter 6: The Ultimate Betrayal
Bond had been successful in infiltrating Sanchez’s organization as a hitman and gaining the trust of the drug lord. But he knew that the clock was ticking, and he had to strike before Sanchez realized his true identity. Bond had developed a plan that would sabotage Sanchez’s operations while simultaneously ensuring that he got close enough to the drug lord to take him down. Bond’s plan seemed to be working perfectly until the ultimate betrayal occurred.
Sanchez had always been a ruthless man, treating his employees with no mercy. Bond had uncovered some of the terrible things that Sanchez had done to his staff, including his corrupt officials. But Bond had not anticipated the extent to which Sanchez would go to protect his secrets.
Sanchez and his men had been on high alert, suspecting that someone had infiltrated their organization. But when they finally discovered Bond’s true identity, they were shocked. Sanchez was furious and wanted revenge on Bond for betraying him.
Sanchez’s men captured Bond and subjected him to brutal torture. They beat him repeatedly, leaving him bruised and battered. They even attempted to feed him to a shark tank, but Bond was smarter and more resourceful than they had anticipated. He managed to escape from his captors and fled into the jungle.
Bond knew that he was on his own and that he could not trust anyone, not even his closest allies. He had to find a way to take down Sanchez and his organization before they could hurt anyone else. Bond’s training as a spy had prepared him for such a situation. He knew that he had to be cunning and resourceful.
Bond decided to take the fight to Sanchez himself. He began to gather information about Sanchez’s organization and made a plan to infiltrate Sanchez’s stronghold. Bond had no weapons or backup. He was alone, but he was determined to get revenge on Sanchez for ruining his life and betraying his friend, Felix Leiter.
Bond used his knowledge of the area to his advantage, navigating through the jungle and avoiding detection. He eventually reached the stronghold, which was heavily guarded. Bond used his wit to sneak past the guards and infiltrate the building. He made his way to Sanchez’s office and confronted the drug lord.
Sanchez was surprised to see Bond, but he was also amused. He was convinced that he had broken Bond and that there was no way he could defeat him. But Bond had a trick up his sleeve. He had brought with him a small device that would disable Sanchez’s security systems, leaving the drug lord vulnerable to attack.
Bond had a fierce battle with Sanchez, using his training as a spy to dodge the drug lord’s attacks. Bond managed to disarm Sanchez, and in a moment of pure rage, he delivered the final blow to the drug lord. Sanchez was dead, and Bond had accomplished his mission.
Bond left the building, battered and bruised, but victorious. He had avenged his friend and taken down a corrupt organization. But Bond knew that his life would never be the same. He had gone rogue, and his actions would have consequences.
As he walked away from the stronghold, Bond knew that he would never be the same again. He had lost his friend and almost lost his own life. But he had also discovered a strength and determination within himself that he had never known before. Bond knew that his life would never be easy, but he was ready for whatever came next.
Chapter 7: The Final Showdown
Bond stood alone in the center of the main room, debris scattered around him. Sanchez lay on the ground, gasping for air, fatally wounded by Bond’s last blow. It was over. The notorious drug lord was finally dead, and Bond had avenged Felix Leiter’s wife’s murder and his best friend’s near-death. But at what cost?
Bond surveyed the scene and realized he was the only one left standing. Everyone he had worked with and cared about was gone. Pam Bouvier, Q, and even Felix himself had paid the ultimate price for his mission, and Bond couldn’t shake the guilt he felt for their deaths.
But there wasn’t time to mourn. Bond had to leave before the authorities arrived. He gathered what he could and made his way to the exit. But as he approached the door, he heard a familiar voice.
Bond turned to see Felix, battered and bruised, but alive. Bond rushed over and helped him to his feet.
“You’re alive!” Bond exclaimed, relief washing over him.
Felix nodded, his eyes full of gratitude. “Thanks to you, James. You saved my life.”
Bond looked down, unable to meet his friend’s gaze. “But at what cost?” he muttered.
Felix put a hand on his shoulder. “We knew the risks going in. You did what had to be done. Sanchez was a monster, and you stopped him.”
Bond sighed, knowing his friend was right. But the cost was high, and he couldn’t help but feel responsible. He looked back at Sanchez’s lifeless body, and something caught his eye. He knelt down and picked up a key chain, a souvenir from his time working with the drug lord.
“James, what are you doing?” Felix asked.
Bond didn’t answer but instead held up the key chain. “This. This is what I’m doing.” He tossed it to Felix. “There’s a safe in Sanchez’s office. This key will open it. Take whatever you find and use it to start a new life. You deserve it.”
Felix’s eyes widened in surprise. “James, I can’t-“
“Yes, you can. Consider it a parting gift from me.” Bond placed a hand on Felix’s shoulder. “It’s time for me to go. But I want you to know that I’m sorry for what happened. I’m sorry for putting you in harm’s way.”
Felix shook his head. “You have nothing to be sorry for, James. You did what had to be done. And I owe you everything.”
Bond nodded, feeling a weight lifted off his shoulders. He turned away from Felix and walked toward the exit, but before he could take his next step, he heard a sound behind him.
“James!” Felix called out.
Bond turned around to see Felix holding up a silver lighter. “Take this with you. It’s my good luck charm. It’s kept me safe all these years.”
Bond took the lighter and examined it. The inscription read, “To Felix, Love, Della.”
“Thanks, Felix,” Bond said, touched by the gesture. “I’ll keep it with me always.”
With that, Bond walked out of the room and into the bright sunshine, leaving behind the life he had known for so long. But as he stepped outside, he realized that he was free. Free from the pain and sorrow that had plagued him for so long. He felt a sense of liberation that he had never felt before.
Bond looked back at the building one last time before disappearing into the city, ready for whatever adventure awaited him. He knew that he had found a new purpose, a new reason to continue living his life to the fullest. And he knew that he would always find a way to make a difference in the world, no matter what challenges lay ahead.
Some scenes from the movie Licence to Kill written by A.I.
– James Bond – A British secret agent, determined to avenge the death of his friend Felix and his wife by infiltrating the drug lord’s organization.
– Felix Leiter – A former CIA agent and Bond’s friend who was left for dead and whose wife was murdered.
– Franz Sanchez – A notorious drug lord, responsible for the murder of Felix’s wife and Felix’s near-death.
– Pam Bouvier – A resourceful and independent DEA informant who teams up with Bond to bring down Sanchez’s organization.
The scene takes place in a high-end casino in the Bahamas.
James Bond: “I want to meet with Franz Sanchez.”
Casino Manager: “Mr. Sanchez doesn’t just meet with anyone, Mr. Bond.”
James Bond: “I think he’ll make an exception for me. Tell him I’m interested in his business.”
Casino Manager: “Is that so? And what business might that be, Mr. Bond?”
James Bond: “The kind that requires discretion. Tell him I’m a man who can make things happen.”
We see Bond walking into a luxurious casino, dressed in a sharp suit and carrying himself with the confidence of a man who’s been in high-stakes situations before. He makes his way to the cashier and pulls out a wad of cash from his pocket.
Bond: “I’d like to exchange this for chips, please.”
The cashier counts the money and hands Bond a pile of chips.
Bond walks over to a blackjack table and sits down. With ease, he starts to play the game, winning round after round. He looks over to a man sitting at the end of the table – Sanchez.
Sanchez: “Impressive. You’ve got quite the lucky streak going on there.”
Bond: “Luck’s got nothing to do with it. I know how to play the game.”
Sanchez: “So I see. What brings you to my casino?”
Bond: “I’m interested in your business.”
Sanchez: “And what business is that?”
Bond: “The kind that requires discretion.”
Sanchez: “I see. And why should I trust you?”
Bond leans in close to Sanchez.
Bond: “Let’s just say I’m a man who can make things happen.”
Sanchez nods, intrigued.
Sanchez: “Very well. We’ll talk more soon.”
The two men exchange a look before Bond stands up and leaves the table. He walks away with a smile on his face, knowing that he’s one step closer to his goal of infiltrating Sanchez’s organization.
EXT. COASTAL MANSION – DAY
The grand coastal mansion stands with its impressive architecture and mesmerizing ocean view. Bond, disguised as a hitman, approaches the gate and is met with a couple of security guards. After a brief conversation, he’s allowed to enter the premises.
INT. COASTAL MANSION – DAY
Bond is welcomed by FRANZ SANCHEZ, a powerful and wealthy drug lord. The two sit down for a glass of wine and discuss business.
So, what brings you to me today?
I’m looking for work. A new opportunity.
Well, I’m always looking for a savvy businessman. Let’s discuss it over lunch.
The two are served lunch by the pool. Bond takes the opportunity to observe Sanchez’s interactions with his employees, noting that they are visibly intimidated by him.
So, what makes you different from the rest?
I’m a man of my word, and I deliver on what I promise.
Good, because loyalty is key in my business.
Suddenly, Sanchez’s right-hand man, DARIO, interrupts their conversation, informing Sanchez of an urgent matter.
Sir, we have a problem. The DEA is making a move on our operation.
Sanchez looks to Bond, unsure of how to proceed.
Can I trust you to handle this?
Consider it done.
Sanchez nods, and Bond leaves to carry out his mission.
Logline: After his friend is left for dead and his wife is murdered, British Secret Service agent James Bond goes rogue to infiltrate a drug lord’s organization and exact revenge.
James Bond – A suave and skilled British Secret Service agent who goes rogue to get revenge for his friend’s murder and capture the drug lord responsible.
Felix Leiter – Bond’s close friend and former CIA agent, who is left for dead and his wife is killed by the drug lord.
Franz Sanchez – A notorious drug lord who is responsible for killing Felix’s wife and leaving him for dead.
Pam Bouvier – A CIA informant who helps Bond infiltrate Sanchez’s organization.
INT. HOTEL ROOM – NIGHT
Bond and Felix are sitting at a table, drinking whiskey.
How’s your face feeling, Felix?
Like it’s been hit by a bulldozer, but I’ll survive.
I’m sorry for what happened to you and Della. If there’s anything I can do…
You can’t bring her back. But what you can do is make Sanchez pay.
That’s exactly what I intend to do. But I need your help, Felix. You know Sanchez’s operation better than anyone.
I’ll do whatever it takes. But you have to understand, Sanchez is a monster. He’s not just a drug lord—he’s a sadist. He enjoys hurting people.
Then we’ll make sure he pays for what he’s done.
Suddenly, Felix’s phone rings. He answers it.
There’s a pause as Felix listens to the person on the other end.
What do you mean you can’t find him?
Bond looks at Felix, concerned.
I don’t care what it takes. You find him and you bring him to me.
Felix hangs up the phone and looks at Bond.
They found one of Sanchez’s men. He’s going to take us to him.
Bond nods and stands up.
Let’s go. It’s time to make Sanchez pay.
– James Bond, a rogue MI6 agent seeking revenge
– Franz Sanchez, a notorious drug lord
– Q, MI6’s quartermaster
– Pam Bouvier, a rogue CIA operative
– Felix Leiter, a former CIA agent and close friend of Bond
Setting: A large drug cartel compound near the coast of Colombia.
Intense music plays as the scene transitions into the bustling compound full of armed guards and drug dealers.
INT. DRUG CARTEL COMPOUND – DAY
Bond, disguised as a hitman, walks through the compound with a briefcase full of explosives. He enters a room where Sanchez is looking over a map of the compound with his lieutenants.
SANCHEZ: “So, what is this about?”
BOND: “I’ve got a delivery for you, Mr. Sanchez.” Bond places the briefcase down on the table.
Sanchez waves his men out of the room and signals for Bond to open the briefcase.
SANCHEZ: “Impressive. You’ve got balls, coming in here like this.”
BOND: “I’m looking for work, and I’ve heard you’re the man to see.”
Sanchez smirks and hands Bond a gun.
SANCHEZ: “Then let’s see what you’re made of.”
Bond takes the gun and prepares to fire at a target across the room.
SANCHEZ: “Remember, hit the target and you’re in. Miss, and I’ll have you fed to the sharks.”
Bond takes aim and fires, hitting the target dead on.
SANCHEZ: “Excellent. Welcome to the team.”
The sound of an explosion rocks the compound, followed by gunfire and chaos.
BOND: “Looks like we’ve got company.”
Sanchez grabs his gun and runs out of the room with Bond following close behind.
EXT. DRUG CARTEL COMPOUND – DAY
Bond and Sanchez are running through the compound, dodging bullets and explosions.
SANCHEZ: “Who the hell are these guys?”
BOND: “DEA. They’re raiding the compound.”
SANCHEZ: “I’ll have their heads for this!”
They reach the main entrance of the compound and find Q and Pam Bouvier waiting for them in a truck.
Q: “Get in! We’ll cover your escape.”
Sanchez, Bond, and Pam jump in the back of the truck as Q speeds away.
BOND: “Nice work, Q.”
Q: “I’ve been working on some new gadgets for you. You’re going to need them for what’s coming next.”
The truck speeds away, leaving the chaos of the compound behind.
FADE TO BLACK.
– James Bond, a rogue MI6 agent seeking revenge for his friend Felix
– Q, an MI6 technician and Bond’s advisor
– Pam Bouvier, a former CIA agent and Bond’s ally
– Felix Leiter, a former CIA agent and Bond’s friend left for dead by drug lord Franz Sanchez
– A secret meeting room in an underground MI6 facility
– High-tech gadgets and computers surround the room
– Weapons and tools lay on the table
[Bond walks into the room, followed by Q and Bouvier]
Bond: “Q, what do you have for me?”
Q: “We’ve identified some key members of Sanchez’s organization. Their location, and their phone numbers.”
Bouvier: “But we still need to know what he’s planning next.”
Bond: “Maybe we can find out by tapping into his communication channels.”
Q: “It’s not possible. His communications are secure, but we can try. It’s risky though.”
Bond: “We’ll have to take the risk. We need to know what he’s up to.”
Felix: “I can help you.”
[Bond and the others turn to see Felix, his face horribly disfigured from his torture.]
Bond: “Felix, are you sure?”
Felix: “I want to help. I owe it to my wife.”
Bond: “Alright then, let’s get started.”
[Bond, Q, Bouvier, and Felix are sitting around a table, huddled over a computer screen. They’re trying to break into Sanchez’s secure communication channels.]
Q: “I’ve got it!”
Bouvier: “What do you see?”
Q: “It’s a message from one of Sanchez’s men. He’s talking about a big shipment coming in.”
Q: “The message doesn’t say, but it mentions a warehouse in the city.”
Felix: “I know that warehouse. It’s on the docks. It’s where they bring in the drugs.”
Bond: “Let’s go then. We need to find out what he’s up to.”
[Bond and his team gear up and head to the docks. They sneak around and eventually find the warehouse. They peek through a crack in the door and see Sanchez and his men unloading crates.]
Bond: “That’s our target. Felix, can you help us take them down?”
Felix: “You can count on me.”
[The team sneaks into the warehouse and takes down Sanchez’s men in a flurry of action. Bond and Bouvier take out several men, while Felix uses his skills to hack into the computer systems and gather information. Q provides support from outside, guiding them through the security system. In the end, they successfully complete their mission and escape before anyone discovers them.]
Bond: “Good job, everyone. We’re one step closer to taking down Sanchez.”
Felix: “I never thought I’d be fighting alongside you again, James. It feels good.”
[Bond and Felix share a moment of camaraderie, before the team heads back to the MI6 facility to plan their next move.]