PROVISIONAL LICENCE TO KILL JOEL SOETENDORP
JAMES BOND IS STANDING OVER A CORPSE, AND HAS A SHOVEL
JAMES
Like a dry martini martinis, you've been shaken, and now will be interred.
A police man walks on set.
POLICE
Allo allo, what's going on here, how did this man die?
JAMES
I killed him, my names James Bond….
POLICE
Hang on a mo sonny Jim, you murdered him?
JAMES
Well not murdered, I'm James Bond I have a licence to kill
POLICE
Licence to kill, how does that work then?
JAMES
Well as a 00 agent, I'm licenced by HM government to kill.
POLICE
I see, so the paper boy brings the Mirror, instead of the Mail you blow him off of his BMX. Sorry Mrs Jones but, Mr Bond shot Timmy, nothing we can do about it, he's got a licence.
JAMES
Look this is ridiculous, I keep this country safe from terrifying villains you couldn’t even imagine, SMERSH, Blofeld.
POLICE
Could I get one of those licences, pop down the post office, with 5 signed passport photographs from responsible citizens, and £25, and bobs your uncle killing spree here I come.
JAMES
Here it is officer I have a country to defend. So clear off.
JAMES SHOWS POLICE HIS LICENCE.
POLICE
I see sir this is a provisional licence to kill, it's only for dead legs, and Chinese burns.
JAMES
Damn, my full licence is in the post, and ...
POLICE
Right sir, you don’t even have L plates on your gun, you're coming with me.