He never looked into the type of mission Bond was about to attempt, and supply him with adequate hardware. It was always, “Here, 007, here’s some random cool gadgets that might come in useful”. Shouldnt he have started every speech with “OK, 007, we’ve done extensive research and recon on the mission, and we agree that the following items will be indispensible to you”. Shouldnt he be fired? Mind you, he always seemed to get it right… Was Q psychic? Can I change the title of this thread?
Maybe he was just well briefed on Bond’s upcoming mission, as you expect any decent Quartermaster to be?
didn’t you ever see those Around the World in 80 Days cartoons.
fogg: Pospatu, get me (3 random objects)
Pospatu: But what for?
Fogg: The motto of the wise is, be prepared for surprises.
Methinks you miss the point. Q (or more properly, the Armorer of Q (Equipment) Branch) supplies Agent Double-Oh-Penisbrain Gadget A. Villian Numbskull puts our oversexed and cirrhosis-livered hero in mortal peril in such a way that only Gadget A–an ejector seat, an exploding pen, a Rolex that shoots tactical nuclear weapons–can allow him to escape. Because our valiant friend does, in fact, have Gadget A, he is able to affect his release, ensnare and (usually) execute his persecutor, and escape with the girl, who is often enough associated with or a henchman to the villian in some way.
Clearly, the girl is setting up the whole scenerio–including informing Q as to the needed equipment, and manipulating the villian’s choice of murder weapon–just to get the attentions of a particular member of Her Majesty’s Secret Service.
Sure, it’d be a lot more straightforeward just to walk up to the guy and buy him a drink, but he’s so busy gambling and boozing during his off-duty time that it’s hard to capture his attention. Besides, it is well-known that certain members of the Double Oh unit are only able to, uh, function in an erotic capacity after their fears regarding their potence and manliness are satisfied, hence the elaborate ruse to bolster confidence. I understand that the US Air Force had a general–Ripper, I believe was his name–who had a similar problem which could only be resolved by threatening nuclear annihilation. It’s a common problem among military types, I suppose, and no amout of psychobabble blather about “Post Traumatic Stress Syndrome” or “readapting to civilian life” is going to make it go away.
It’s just all part of the cycle of life for an elite field agent, I’m afraid.
Stranger
Passepartout, not Pospatu. It’s French.
I meant to put sp? next to it.
too tired to look it up