Meanwhile, in Goldhacker's lair...
Agent BOND has been shibari-ed to a PLATFORM OF EXTERMINATION and is basically awaiting his fate.
GOLDHACKER: "Yes, Mr. Bond. All passwords downloaded via a simple exploit, rainbow-tabled and indexed. A trivial hack, enabled by third-rate coders. It's human nature, Mr Bond. Inevitable."
BOND [STRAINING]: "I don't understand, Goldhacker! Do you expect me to believe this kind of thing will go on forever?"
GOLDHACKER: "No Mr. Bond. I don't expect you to understand. I expect you ... to die!"
[GOLDHACKER turns to leave but then whips around]
GOLDHACKER: "By the way. Nice password, Mr. Bond."
[GOLDHACKER shows BOND a printout with the clearly written text: "007"]