When do we start back? Soon, Solitaire, soon. Solitaire, why? I treated you well. You...

[Kananga is about to punish Solitaire for lying about losing her psychic powers when Baron Samedi walks into the room. Solitaire gets up from her chair and heads towards the far wall of the room] Solitaire: [to Kananga thinking that they are going back to San Monique] When do we start back? Kananga: Soon, Solitaire, soon. [Samedi picks up a Tarot card, lights it into a nearby fire, and hands it to Kananga. Kananga flaps it around to extinguish the fire] Kananga: [Questioning Solitaire on why she lied to him about losing her powers to read the Tarot] Solitaire, why? I treated you well. You lacked for nothing. Solitaire: I don't understand what you... Kananga: [interrupting] Mr. Bond's watch, my dear. I gave you every break possible. You had a 50-50 chance. You weren't even close. Solitaire: I had no choice. Please believe me. The cards. [Kananga gets out of his chair and walks towards Solitaire. He immediately grabs her right shoulder and flanks her into his direction. At that moment, anger surrounds him. He turns his head for a minute to face the display. Suddenly, he turns his hand back towards Solitaire and slaps her. Solitaire falls to the ground] Kananga: [Realizing that Solitaire defied orders and lost her virginity to Bond] When the time came, I myself would have given you love. You knew that. [pauses] Kananga: [Angrily] YOU KNEW THAT! [Baron Samedi, seated on the corner of the table reaches his hand out towards a deck of Tarot cards and picks up the top card of the deck. The cards are face down, so we cannot tell which card Samedi picked up] Kananga: [to Solitaire and Samedi] There's only one proper way to deal with this... [Solitaire lifts up her head and looks at the table while Samedi, with the Tarot card in his hand, flips it around so Solitaire can see it. The card is marked "Death"] Kananga: ...And one proper time. [Samedi laughs as fear emerges on Solitaire's face]

When do we start back? Soon, Solitaire, soon. Solitaire, why? I treated you well. You lacked for nothing. - I don't understand what you... - Mr. Bond's watch, my dear. I gave you every break possible. You had a 50-50 chance. You weren't even close. I had no choice. Please believe me. The cards.