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0_0_7The PK cell had been a simple enough mission- infiltrate, let Q do his hacking thing that he did, then Bond would flex his muscle if necessary and get them home. That had been the plan, but then Niko Minas had walked in and had recognized Bond and it all went pear shaped.
So that was how they both found themselves stripped bare to the waist, Q suffering the lingering effects of taser shocks, Bond limping around with bruised kidneys and a broken toe. They'd been left in the little room, the light high above them behind a security cage. Time meant nothing except that every minute that passed Bond got thirstier.
"It's cleaner than North Korea, if that offers you any comfort," he told Q
So that was how they both found themselves stripped bare to the waist, Q suffering the lingering effects of taser shocks, Bond limping around with bruised kidneys and a broken toe. They'd been left in the little room, the light high above them behind a security cage. Time meant nothing except that every minute that passed Bond got thirstier.
"It's cleaner than North Korea, if that offers you any comfort," he told Q