‘Good afternoon, Octopussy,’ said Major Dexter Smythe to the octopus. Smythe lives by the sea in Jamaica. But years earlier, he took someone’s life for gold, and now James Bond wants the full story. What can the major do? ‘It’s not a nice job, but someone has to do it,’ said M. 272, a British spy, is leaving East Berlin for the West. The Russians want to shoot him at the border. …