Sebastian Shaw

He has The Eyebrows 

of a Good Man —

….they’ll have to go.

 

BILL MOYERS: 

Essentially, isn’t Star Wars about transformation?

GEORGE LUCAS: 

Well, it is about transformation. 

And — and ultimately it’ll be about transformation of how young Anakin Skywalker became evil and then was redeemed by His Son.

 

But it’s also about transformation of how his son came to — 

To Find The Call. 

Luke works intuitively through most of the movie until he gets to the very end.

Everything up to that point is very intuitive. 

He goes back and forth with his emotions about 

Fighting His Father 

or 

Not Fighting His Father.

Finally he comes to that decision to say, 

‘No, this is — this is what I have to do. 

I have to simply throw my weapon down.’ 

And it’s only that way that he’s able to redeem His Father, which ultimately is the issue. 

It’s not as apparent in the first three movies, but when you see the movies I haven’t made yet, that — 

The issue of how do we get Darth Vader back is really the central issue. 

How do we get him back to that little boy that he was in the first movie? 

That good person who loved and was generous and kind?

BILL MOYERS: 

Ultimately …

GEORGE LUCAS: 

And had a 

Good Heart.

BILL MOYERS: 

Had a Good Heart. 

Ultimately, doesn’t it take, particularly in religion, a — a leap of faith? 

What — Kierkegaard’s leap of faith?

GEORGE LUCAS: 

Yes. Yes. Definitely. 

And that’s — that’s — you’ll notice Luke uses that quite a bit through the films. 

Not to rely on his senses, 

not to rely on — on the computers, 

but to rely on Faith. 

That is what ‘Use The Force’ is, 

is a Leap of Faith. 

That there are mysteries and powers 

larger than we are, 

and that you have to Trust Your Feelings 

in order to access these things.

BILL MOYERS: 

Your friend Joseph Campbell called it 

‘the perfect eye to see with.’

GEORGE LUCAS: 

Mm-hmm.

BILL MOYERS: 

How do you develop that eye?

GEORGE LUCAS: 

Well, I don’t know. 

I mean, I don’t know whether I have that eye. 

But…

BILL MOYERS: 

Oh, you do.

People — your colleagues tell me you’re always making 

quick decisions, 

good or bad. 

You’re making intuitive decisions 

very quickly.

TRY NOT.

DO.

OR DO NOT.

THERE IS NO "Try".

GEORGE LUCAS: 

I’m making intuitive decisions because I — I’m — I — I can see the picture in my head even though it’s foggy …

… and I know instantly whether this fits in there or doesn’t.

BILL MOYERS: 

Do you have to work to keep nurturing your imagination, to keep feeding that interior pool from which these ideas and images …

GEORGE LUCAS: 

I’ve — I’ve never had a problem with that. I mean, my imagination runs wild. It’s — it’s — you know, people say, ‘Well, you’re gonna run out of stories, you gonna … ‘ I — I don’t think I’ll ever run — I have more stories than I can possibly do in my lifetime. And more — and I’m interested in more things to do than I can possibly do in my lifetime. And I’m now beginning to confront the fact that the — the amount of time I’ve got is less and less, that I — more and more things are going to have to go by the wayside, and I’m going to have to focus more on the things that really are meaningful to me, you know, ’cause even if I have 30 or 40 years left, it’s not enough.

Dr. R. Fletcher M.D.

When you get two sides fighting a battle 

and you don't agree with EITHER, 

Life DOES get a bit complicated.

“How do you mean?”

I mean I don't agree 

with their methods.

Either of them.

But their AIMS are different.

That's what's important.

“Well, the partisans hate the fascists, just as the fascists hate the Jews — There's nothing to choose between them.”

…..The appalling thing about Fascism is that 

you've got to use 

Fascist methods

to get RID of it.

We've all got a bit of it in us.

And it doesn't take much to bring it to the surface.

It stays with us.

Probably always will.

“Well, hadn't we better make the most of it now that we're stuck with it?”

Good God, no, you don't get The Point :

We're stuck with DISEASE —

We don't sit back and accept it, we fight it.

We've got to fight Fascism

because it's a Disease of The Mind.

And when you fight a disease,

you often use its own germ for inoculation.

Do you see?

“Right, stand at ease, Murray.

I've called you up here because of the report we've received...

Certain standards are required of you

when you join the Immediate Action Organisation.

The most important of these is Loyalty.

Loyalty to The Organisation.

Loyalty to The State.

Loyalty to The English People.

It is The English people whose welfare you are responsible for.

It is in this respect that you have failed.

You failed me, 

You failed The Organisation, 

You failed The State.

Merely because of your misguided sentimentality.

These... political undesirables were your friends,

and you put your friends before the state.

The Fletchers are being dealt with,

but you, however, are a nurse.

That is now your only value to the state.

It is for this reason and this reason alone

that we are transferring you to 

Lidington rehabilitation centre

as a replacement staff nurse.

That's all.”

Sir James Bond, 007 (Emeritus.)

M. :

They used to say, 

A Good Spy is A Pure Spy, 

Inside and Out. 

Roses, Tanagra figurines 

and Debussy —

He plays Debussy every afternoon 

from sunset until it's too dark 

to read the music. 

Stands on his head a lot, 

eats Royal Jelly. 

Lets his intestines down 

and washes them by hand…. 

Something he learned during 

his sojourn in Tibet. 

Ransome, CIA :

M, what gives? 

M. :

I forgot to mention 

The Lions.

Ransome, CIA :

Lions and more lions.

We're surrounded by Lions!

Smernov, KGB :

I did not come all the way here 

to be devoured by 

Symbols of Monarchy! 

Ransome, CIA :

I warn you, M, if 

This is A Trap... 

M. :

Calm yourselves, gentlemen. 

It's no Trap, I assure you. 

The Lions are only curious —

He has few visitors. 

Ransome, CIA :

That I can believe….

M. :

A veritable Eden, 

is it not, gentlemen? 

Ransome, CIA :

Eden without an Eve 

is an absurdity. 

Smernov, KGB :

A Good Spy is a Pure Spy. 

M. :

Not Good. Great. 

The Greatest Spy in History, gentlemen. 

The True, One and Only, 

Original James Bond.

LOYAL RETAINER :

The Gentlemen are here, 

Sir James.

Sir James Bond :

Thank you.

M. :

My Dear Bond.

Sir James Bond :

My Dear M. 

Ransome, CIA :

Ransome, CIA, Sir James —

Sir James Bond :

J-Junior cipher c-clerk 

in m-my day, weren't you, 

Ransome? 

Ransome, CIA :

Yes, sir. JCC, class G, 

SIC to SCCT. 

CIA, Washington DC. 

Smernov, KGB :

Smernov, KGB, 

Sir James. 

Sir James Bond :

Ah, yes. L-Labour camp inspector. 

Ikon GPU, Siberian sector. 

I remember Your ch-Chap Lenin very well :

First-class organiser,

Second-class mind. 

Le Grand, 

Deuxième-Bureau :

Le Grand, Sir James. 

Deuxième-Bureau. 

Sir James Bond :

Promoted at last from 

The Vice Detail? 

M. :

How incredibly well you look, James. 

Sir James Bond :

Time, My Dear M, 

Does Not Exist 

within These Walls.

Ransome, CIA :

…..they ain't for Real.

M. :

Yes, a far cry from 

our embattled world. 

Sir James Bond :

In My Day, Spying was 

an alternative to War. 

The Spy was a member of a select and immaculate priesthood, vocationally d-devoted, sublimely disinterested. 

Hardly a description of that sexual acrobat who leaves a t-trail of beautiful dead women like blown roses behind him.

M. :

You mean...

Sir James Bond :

You know very well who I mean.

 That b-bounder to whom 

you gave My Name 

and Number —

M. :

My Dear James, 

when you left us 

we were a small service, 

under-financed, 

ludicrously ill-equipped. 

It was essential that 

Your Legend be maintained —

Without a James Bond : 007, 

No-one would have respected us. 

Sir James Bond :

Him and his wretched g-gadgets. 

M. :

We must make use of the 

weapons of our time. 

Sir James Bond :

So I observe. 

You, Ransome, with your 

trick carnation that 

s-spits cyanide. 

You ought to be ashamed. 

Ransome, CIA :

…..The Russians started it. 

Sir James Bond :

And you, Smernov, 

with an armoury concealed 

in your grotesque boots. 

Listen to them tinkle. 

And you, Le Grand, with 

a different deadly poison 

in each of your fly buttons. 

And you, M, with your 

flame-throwing 

fountain pens —

Y-Y-You're joke-shop 

spies, gentlemen. 

M. :

We are in the last half of 

the 20th century, Sir James —

Even you have to face it. 

Sir James Bond :

Why should I, when I can 

face that? Look, at My Garden :

Out There, there is A Black Rose —

Not Dark Red, but Black. 

As a Raven's Wing at Midnight. 

I would not exchange one single petal 

for anything Your World has to offer, including 

an Aston M-Martin 

with lethal accessories. 

Smernov, KGB :

You have only contempt for 

the proletariat, Sir James. 

This we know. 

Ransome, CIA :

If I didn't know better, 

I'd say you'd lost your 

Faith in Democracy. 

Sir James Bond :

You can Break The Glass, 

but you can't hold back 

The Weather. 

M. :

Things are Bad. 

I've lost agents in the last fortnight - 

seven killed, four missing.

Sir James Bond :

Is My Namesake among them? 

M. :

He may well be tomorrow. 

Eight of ours were given The Works — 

Two in The Pentagon.

Smernov, KGB :

KGB is depleted. 

….I cannot disclose exact figures. 

M. :

The Enemy has penetrated our most secret inner circles.

He reads Our Very Mind.

For all we know, 

He has his eye on us right now. 

Sir James Bond :

Are you quite sure he is not 

one or m-more of you? 

Ransome, CIA :

No, no.

Le Grand, 

Deuxième-Bureau :

Absolutely sure. 

Smernov, KGB :

Until This Danger is passed, 

we must stand united 

in the defence of all spies, 

great or small, 

regardless of nationality. 

Sir James Bond :

Calamity makes strange b-bedfellows, 

but why, in the strength 

of Your Unity, do you disturb 

A Gentleman in his Retirement? 

M. :

We need 

Your Inspirational Leadership. 

Le Grand, 

Deuxième-Bureau :

Please give us 

The Benefit of 

Your Incomparable 

Powers of Deduction.

Ransome, CIA :

For all Freedom-Loving Peoples —

For the glorious Socialist Revolution. 

(Date T.B.C,)

Sir James Bond :

If I may interrupt 

this flow of clichés, 

it is now that time of day 

I have set apart for Debussy…

Can this be The Man Who Won 

a Victoria Cross at Mafeking? 

The Hero of the Ashanti Uprising? 

Smernov, KGB :

What genius to be wasted 

in The Service of 

a crumbling Empire….

Ransome, CIA :

Why, at the height of his powers, 

did Bond decide to retire? 

M. :

Mata Hari, My Dear Friend.

Ransome, CIA :

What's the connection?

M. :

The Woman in His Life.

Ransome, CIA :

I don't get it.

M. :

It was his painful duty 

to lure her across 

the Spanish frontier into France, 

where we stood her 

in front of a firing squad. 

He really loved 

that woman. 

Well, James? 

Sir James Bond :

I'm sorry, old man, 

but what you ask is 

quite impossible. 

M. :

Perhaps this will change 

Your Decision. 

( M. hands over a Warrant bound with The Royal Seal. )

Sir James Bond :

My Record speaks My Loyalty. 

But no, not even 

for her, McTarry. 

M. :

Sorry, James. 

( M. lights his cigar. )

There's McTarry's signal. 

Stand by. 

Zero. 

On. 

Fire! 

Fire! Up !

The Authority —

A MAN IN BLACK :

Authority to Control.

Control —

PUSSY :

Go ahead. 

The Authority —

The MAN in BLACK :

Proceed with Smersh Plan B —

Sir James Bond is back, 

with his morals, his vows, 

and his celibate image. 

We must destroy that image. 

Riverbank to Control.

Control —

PUSSY :

Go ahead.

The Target has just entered Scotland.

M's Castle to Control.

Control — PUSSY 

M's name is ‘McTarry’. Use it. 

Plan B in operation :

McTarry Castle completely occupied, with only one change —

Agent Mimi is now M's Widow. 

Control — PUSSY :

Agent Mimi impersonating 

Lady Fiona? 

Well, she has the best Scots accent.

Fascist Nursing

It Happened Here (1964) 

Pauline Murray, Sebastian Shaw

Honour :

There you are.

Well, it's good to see you,

but you might've let me know.

Pauline Murray :

You can't imagine the trouble I've had

keeping this billet for you.

The landlady's been nearly frantic

trying to get other people in here.

Honour :

You might've phoned or something,

the number's on the card.

Pauline Murray :

Honour, have you got anything to drink?

Honour :

Are you feeling all right?

Pauline Murray :

Yes, I'm all right. But...

Something awful happened.

After you'd left. After you'd got away.

We went back to the house

and there were partisans in it.

I think all the others are dead.

I think I'm the only one that got away.

It's just all rather frightful.

Why have they still got this stuff on the window?

Surely the planes can't get through as far as this?

Honour :

Air raid precautions. 

Just in case.

Pauline Murray :

Thanks, Honor.

This is real coffee. I haven't tasted 

anything like this for ages.

Honour :

I got it on my ration card this morning.

I got a job at the food office right away.

Of course they're crying out for nurses, really.

I thought I might join this

'Immediate Action' Organisation,

you remember I did those courses at the WI.

But they really want properly trained nurses, like you.

Pauline Murray :

I'm not getting involved with any organisation.

I'm just going to do district nursing again,

the same as I did at home.

Do they have districts down here,

or is it all controlled from hospital?

Honour :

I don't really know.

But this organisation sounds the thing.

Pauline Murray :

Yes, but it's probably political.

And I'm not going to become involved

in any political organisation.

Honour, when Dick was killed, I felt I wanted

to slaughter every German I saw on sight.

But now I feel all we've got to do

is try and get back to normal.

Honour :

Well, I must go and get my identity cards.

I'll take you over to the Labour Centre.

Pauline Murray :

Sorry, Honour.

I've had it, I couldn't move.

Honour :

Well, you could go tomorrow,

I suppose, but you'll be a day late.

Don't blame me if you get into hot water.

And that's my bed.