"First of all, that car of ours is hot. We've got to get rid of it. Go down to Motta's
or one of the other hire people and pick up the newest and best little self-drive
car you can find, the one with the least mileage. Saloon. Take it for a month.
Right? Then hunt around the waterfront and find two men who look as near as
possible like us. One must be able to drive a car. Buy them both clothes, at least
for their top halves, that look like ours. And the sort of hats we might wear. Say
we want a car taken over to Montego tomorrow morning—by the Spanish Town,
Ocho Rios road. To be left at Levy's garage there. Ring up Levy and tell him to
expect it and keep it for us. Right?"

Quarrel grinned. "Yo want fox someone?"

"That's right. They'll get ten pounds each. Say I'm a rich American and I want
my car to arrive in Montego Bay driven by a respectable couple of men. Make
me out a bit mad. They must be here at six o'clock tomorrow morning. You'll be
here with the other car. See they look the part and send them off in the Sunbeam
with the roof down. Right?"

"Okay, cap'n."

Dr. No, Chapter 5, Facts and Figures