lamont_cranston
aafad 247/365 doppelganger
Bond helped M to his feet.The older man prodded his chest gingerly, "That's going to leave a bruise." He poked a finger into the bullet hole in his jacket, probing the bullet impacted on his bulletproof vest.
"Nice to see you have no compunction in shooting a man in the back double-o-seven."
Bond pushed the body with his foot, rolling it over onto its back.
"Such an uncanny resemblance!" M remarked.
"Not quite sir. Good for a cursory examination, but he's missing my scar."
M took a closer look at the assassin's chest. "Well, yes, he doesn't have one."
He retrieved his pipe and began stuffing it again.
"Yes, that scar. Nasty business that ... "
aafad 247/365 doppelganger
Bond helped M to his feet.The older man prodded his chest gingerly, "That's going to leave a bruise." He poked a finger into the bullet hole in his jacket, probing the bullet impacted on his bulletproof vest.
"Nice to see you have no compunction in shooting a man in the back double-o-seven."
Bond pushed the body with his foot, rolling it over onto its back.
"Such an uncanny resemblance!" M remarked.
"Not quite sir. Good for a cursory examination, but he's missing my scar."
M took a closer look at the assassin's chest. "Well, yes, he doesn't have one."
He retrieved his pipe and began stuffing it again.
"Yes, that scar. Nasty business that ... "