I’ve got no money to buy a ticket.
I apply an old trick from my junkie London days 25 years ago.
And it still works.
What you do is…
You walk in close behind somebody else, through the barrier.
I become pretty good at this over the next 3 months.
I’m sure Mr. Fox tells the underground staff to look the other way when they see me coming.
It’s gotta be good for the movie.
Homeless 007 dodging the tubes.
I can’t believe I’m skint in London again.
Never thought I’d be back here.
Had plenty of broke years here before.
First, as an out of work actor.
Then, as a crack addict.
Then, as an out of work actor again.
I tell Mr. Fox I don’t wanna be paid til the first film’s in the can.
I mean, if they pay me $150 million now, I won’t be able to act homeless and broke anymore.
And that’s the whole movie concept.
A homeless, broke James Bond.
The tube whizzes past old familiar stations.
The blue line.
Turnham Green now.
Soon Earl’s Court.
An announcement comes over the tannoy system every 2 or 3 stops.
This is a Piccadilly Line train.
This train terminates at