Episode 7: On Her Majesty's Secret Service

— I find her fascinating. But, she needs a psychiatrist, not me.

— What she needs is a man... to dominate her! To make love to her enough to make her love him! A man like you!

Sean Connery's gone, never to return (never!), and so we find ourselves with a long-running film franchise starring Australian heartthrob George Lazenby and his amazing seven-film contract. What could possibly go wrong?

In the meantime, we discuss overworked foley artists, Diana Rigg's fabulous breasts (repeatedly) and Richard's prepubescent frisson encountering a shirtless Lazenby at a 1970s dinner party. All while continually preventing James from making endless Doctor Who references. Oh, James.

Here's the exchange of open letters between Diana Rigg and George Lazenby, apparently published in the Daily Mirror in 1970.

You should immediately follow George Lazenby on Twitter. He's crazily fabulous.

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