From Russia with Love (195, Ian Fleming)
The homoeroticism in this scene is killing me. "I'm coming with you Darko, don't argue with me Darko, lean your gun on me Darko, I will reassure you Darko." The tension of waiting in the dark, sweating and bracing himself against the weight of the gun that's about to take someone's life, with the normally boisterous voice of the man so full of life with the face like the sun whispering in your ear...... sickening














