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Girl I want to be Margaret Thatcher
Roger Would you settle for a vodka martini?
had him wearing a Santa Claus costume in a nail-biting scene of Hitchcockian suspense.
[The producers rejected the idea as "too clownish--the equivalent of Bond in a gorilla suit!"]
Thankfully, the character "Bibi" did remain in the script and eventual film.
MAggy was elated when she came home. 'I saw the Saint!' she cried. 'You mean you saw Saint Nicholas? ' her mother asked. 'No, THE Saint!'
-I must warn you, I'm Roger Moore.
-Who?!
"Yes."
Still, James found a way to see six year old Tracy di Vicenzo.
All those backgammon games with Cubby in between takes on the Bond films finally caught up with Roger as he is forced to take a second job to pay the Bollinger bill ...
Not least their arranged yuletide screen test with Harry Saltzman's daugher Hilary.
A genuine pleasure for him.
Q: "Anyway, enjoy your downtime, 007."
As always a difficult choice, and well done to everyone who contributed, but I can definitely see the resemblance, and I think we could write a whole script around Baby Bibi’s adventures with Uncle Roger, so the winner is
Congrats @j_w_pepper - I’m sure you’ll pick a good one!
Thank you very much, but now I really have work to do...it's also my turn for The James Bond Movie Trivia Quiz. Allow a bit of time. I also have to go buy a Christmas tree tomorrow, and so on.
--I MEAN THAT'CH NOT ME!
I'd find out in the bloody Daily Express!
Now get that sausage wrapper off my bloody car!
You're telling me the prices of the ladies here are in the local papers? Amsterdam sure is a strange place.
Unless I get to wear dungarees.