James Bond (film series)

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The James Bond film series deals with the British author Ian Fleming's best-known character, MI6 agent James Bond, also known as agent 007. He has been portrayed, as of 2006, by six actors in 21 official films from EON Productions started by film producers Albert R. Broccoli and Harry Saltzman.

See also: Dr. No (film), Goldfinger (film), Thunderball (film), You Only Live Twice (film), On Her Majesty's Secret Service (film), Quantum of Solace.

Diamonds Are Forever (1971)

Bond: There's something I'd like to get off your chest...

Bond: Weren't you a blonde when I came in? (Jill St. John just changed clothes and removed a wig.)
Tiffany: Could be.
Bond: I tend to notice little things like that, whether a girl is a blonde or a brunette.
Tiffany: And which do you prefer?
Bond: No preference really, providing the collars and cuffs match.... Audio

Bond: That's a nice little nothing you're almost wearing!
Tiffany: I'll finish dressing.
Bond: Oh please don't, not on my account. Audio

Sir Donald: Tell me Commander, how far does your expertise extend into the field of diamonds?
Bond: Well, hardest substance found in nature. They cut glass, suggest marriages, I suppose it replaced the dog as the girls best friend. That's about it.
M: Refreshing to hear that there is one subject you're not an expert on!

Plenty: Hi, I'm Plenty!
Bond: But of course you are...
Plenty: Plenty O'Toole.
Bond: Named after your father, perhaps? Audio

Blofeld: The satellite is now over... Kansas. Well, if we blow up Kansas the world may not hear about it for years.

(After blowing up a helicopter)
Mr. Wint: If God had wanted man to fly, Mr. Kidd...
Mr. Kidd: ...He would have given him wings, Mr. Wint. Audio

Mr. Kidd: Well, they're aboard, and I must say, Miss Case is quite lovely. (Mr. Wint glares at him) ...For a lady.

(Riding in a Hearse with two of Blofeld's henchmen)
Henchman #1: The stiff...er...deceased--your brother, Mr. Franks?
Bond (posing as Peter Franks): Yes, he was.
Henchman #2: I got a brother.
Bond: Small world. Audio

(Bond, observing Plenty O'Toole hitting the pool after being thrown out the window by a henchman)
Bond: Exceptionally fine shot.
Henchman: I didn't know there was a pool down there.

Live and Let Die (1973)

Black Cabdriver: Hey, you know where you're going man?
Bond: Uptown, I believe.
Cabdriver: Uptown? You're heading into Harlem man.
Bond: Well, you just keep on the tail of that jukebox and there's an extra 20 in there for you.
Cabdriver: Hey man, for 20 bucks I'll take you to a Ku Klux Klan cookout.

(Bond flips over a tarot card: The fool)
Solitaire: You have found yourself.

Bond: "Harold Strutter, CIA". Where were you when I didn't need you?
Strutter: Kind of obvious you weren't coming out front. Not even with that clever disguise you were wearing.
Bond: Hmm?
Strutter: A white face in Harlem. Good thinking, Bond. Let's get outta here.

(After a wild boat chase, Felix Leiter explains to the American cop J.W. Pepper about Bond)
Leiter: That man is an Englishman working for our boys, sort of a secret agent.
Pepper: Secret Agent?! On whose side? Audio

Mrs. Bell (old lady on the plane): Holy shit!

Bond: There seems to have been a mistake. My name is...
Mr. Big: Names is for tombstones, baby. Take this honky outside and waste him.
Bond (to Solitare): 'Waste him'. Is that a good thing?

The Man with the Golden Gun (1974)

(Bond has just met Lazar, the man who, among other things, made the golden gun)
Lazar: My relationship with a client Mr. Bond is strictly confidential, like a doctor or a priest.
Bond: Of course, yet you make guns for fingerless hoodlums, bullets for assassins.
Lazar: Mr. Bond, bullets do not kill. It is the finger that pulls the trigger.
Bond: Exactly. I'm now aiming precisely at your groin. So speak or forever hold your piece.
Lazar: I have never seen Mr. Scaramanga!
Bond: On a customer bullet basis he must be your best customer.
Lazar: That is true, but unfortunately he seems only to fire them occasionally.
Bond: When was the last... shipment?
Lazar: Mr. Bond, this is impossible, I can not....
(BAM, Bond fires a shot that misses Mr. Lazars groin with an inch)
Bond: You're quite right. An inch too low!

Bond: Who would want to put a contract out on me?
M: Jealous husbands, humiliated tailors, outraged chefs. The list is endless!

Scaramanga: I like a girl in a bikini. No concealed weapons.

Sherriff J. W. Pepper: Now! I know you!
Bond: Oh no...
Sherriff J. W. Pepper: You're that secret agent! That English secret agent, from England! Audio

Bond: (holding off a karate school with a boat propeller) What you might call a mexican screwup, gentlemen!

The Spy Who Loved Me (1977)

M: Tell him to pull out! (brief pause) Immediately!

(Bond and girl in the snowy mountains in the teaser. Bond is about to leave on skis)
Russian Lady Agent: But James, I need you!
Bond: So does England!

Bond: The lady will have a... Bacardi on the rocks.
Anya: For the gentleman, Vodka Martini, shaken not stirred.
Bond: Touché.

Bond: Oh, thanks for deserting me back there.
Anya: Every woman for herself, remember?
Bond: Well, after all, you did save my life..
Anya: We all make mistakes, Mr. Bond.

(Q gives Bond the Lotus, and Bond is ready to drive off)
Q: Now pay attention 007, I want to to take good care of this equipment. There are one or two rather...
Bond: Q, have I ever let you down?
Q: (slamming the door) Frequently!

Bond: Maybe I misjudged Stromberg. Any man who drinks Dom Perignon '52 can't be all bad.

(Bond is having a tender moment with a girl in a log cabin)
Log cabin girl: Oh James, I cannot find the words.
Bond: Well, let me try to enlarge your vocabulary.

(Bond and Anya get caught in the act by their superiors)
M: Double-O seven!
Gogol: Triple X!
Minister Grey: Bond, what do you think you're doing!?
Bond: Keeping the British end up, Sir.

Moonraker (1979)

Hugo Drax: Why did you break up the encounter with my pet python?
Bond: I discovered it had a crush on me.

(when in Drax's pheasant hunting grounds)
Drax: You Missed, Mr. Bond.
Bond: Did I?
(A sniper falls dead from a tree not so far away.)

Female Receptionist: Could I interest you in something?
Bond: I'm tempted to say yes immediately, but I think I'd maybe have a look around.

(Holly and Bond are standing atop the Sugarloaf Cable Car in Rio, watching Jaws approaching)
Holly: Do you know him?
Bond: Not socially. His name is Jaws; he kills people.

Drax: Take good care of Mr. Bond. See that some harm comes to him.

Bond: (pushes Drax into an airlock) Take a giant step for mankind.

[Jaws' and Dolly's {his girlfriend} champagne glasses clink] Jaws: Well, here's to us. [First, last, and interestingly, only lines]

Drax: Desolated, Mister Bond?
Bond: (Bond shoots Drax in the heart with a poison dart) Heartbroken, Mister Drax.

Drax: You have arrived at a propitious moment, coincident with your country's one indisputable contribution to Western civilisation - afternoon tea. May I press you to a cucumber sandwich?

Hugo Drax: Mr Bond, you appear with the tedious inevitability of an unloved season.

Q: I think he's attempting re-entry Sir!

Drax: First there was a dream. Now there is reality: Here in the untainted cradle of the heavens will be created a new super-race, a race of perfect physical specimens. You have been selected as its progenitors. Like gods, your offspring will return to Earth and shape it in their image. You have all served in humble capacities in my terrestrial empire. Your seed, like yourselves, will pay deference to the ultimate dynasty which I alone have created. From their first day on Earth, they will be able to look up and know that there is law and order in the heavens.

Drax: Even in death, my munificence is boundless.

[A man is holding bolas]

Bond: Balls, Q?

[The man throws the bolas around a mannequin, causing it to explode]

Q: Bolas, 007.

For Your Eyes Only (1981)

Blofeld: Mr Bond! Mr. Bond! We can do a deal! I'll buy you a delicatessen in stainless steel! Please!
Bond: All, right keep your hair on.
Blofeld: Put me down! Put me down!
Bond: Oh, you want to get off?
Blofeld (Falling inside a chimney): Mr Boooooooooonnnnddddddddddd!

(A shark comes swimming out of a wreck)
Bond: I hope he was dining alone.

(Before pushing Locque's car down a cliff)
Bond: You left this with Ferrara, I believe.
(He throws a dove pin to the man and kicks the vehicle)

(Bond is walking into a church and into the confession booth.
Bond: Forgive me father, for I have sinned.
Q: That's putting it mildly, 007.

Bond: (to Bibi) You get your clothes back on, and I'll buy you an ice cream.

Octopussy (1983)

Kamal Khan: Spend the money quickly, Mr. Bond.

Vijay: Is he still there?
Q: You must be joking! 007 on an island populated exclusively by women? We won't see him till dawn!

(Bond and Q are floating in a hot air balloon)
Bond: I trust you can handle this contraption, Q?
Q: It goes by hot air.
Bond: Oh, then you can.

Bond: So does he have a proposition for me or do you?
Magda: He suggest a trade. The egg... for your life.
Bond: Well, I heard the price of eggs was going up, but isn't that a little high?

(After Bond has escaped)
Khamal Khan: Mr. Bond is indeed of a very rare breed...soon to be made extinct.

Khamal: You should be happy. The egg was recovered.
Octopussy: I wasn't pleased that it was stolen in the first place.

Khamal: You have a nasty habit of surviving.

Octopussy: James, we're two of a kind.

(Confronting James Bond)
Khamal Khan: You seem to have a nasty habit of surviving.
Bond: Well, you know what they say about the fittest.

Bond: What happens when the U.S. retaliates?
General Orlov: Against...whom?

(Grishka has pinned Bond to the door of a shed with his knives) Grishka: And this... for my brother! (Bond open the door and evades him, then kills Grishka with one of the knives) Bond: And that's for 009!

(In the Octopussy's Circus event at an American Air Base)
Bond: (Dressed as a clown and pointing to a cannon) General there is bomb in that cannon!
American General: (laughing) Sure, where else would a bomb be? (Points to Bond) Great Clown suit!

A View to a Kill (1985)

Max Zorin: Anyone else one want to drop out?

Bond: The name's Bond. James Bond.
Fire Captain: Yeah, and I'm Dick Tracy and you're still under arrest.

Max Zorin: You lost, Double-O Seven.

May Day: [Looking at San Fransico] Wow! What a view!

Max Zorin: To a kill.

The Living Daylights (1987)

Koskov: I'm sorry James. For you I have great affection, but we have an old saying: "Duty has no sweethearts"!
Bond: We have an old saying too, Georgi. And you're full of it.

(Bond tunes the radio to pick up the police band. We hear police on the radio speaking in Czech)
Kara Milovy: You picked up the police band!
Bond: It must be an atmospheric anomaly.
(A policeman continues speaking in Czech)
Kara: They're looking for a foreign car. A man and a woman.
Bond: And a cello.

(Bond trying to get Kara's Cello in the back of his car)
Bond: Why couldn't you learn the violin?!

(A police car passes Bond's car and turns back)
Bond: Looks like they've found us.
(Bond opened the control buttons)
Police: Pull over to the side and stop!
(Bond waves his hand and activated the laser beam to cut the police car in half. One policeman steps on the brakes and the top half of the car detaches from the chassis)
Kara Milovy: What happened?
Bond: Salt corrosion.

(Bond and Kara pass by a Slovak-Austrian border post using Kara's cello case as a bobsled and the cello itself as a bullet shield)
Bond: We've got nothing to declare!
Kara: Just a Cello!

(Bond and Kara has escaped from the prison only to be caught by someone else. Kamran comes to help)
Bond: What's going on?
Kamran Shah (former prisoner): I'm telling them that you're not Russians. They will not kill you now.
Kara: Not now... how about later?!
Bond: Don't worry. They'll save you for the harem.

Woman on Yacht: (into phone) It's all so boring here, Margo. There's nothing but playboys and tennis pros. (sighs) If only I could find a real man!
(James Bond, having just dispatched an assassin in a burning truck in mid-air, lands on the boat with a smouldering parachute.)
Bond: I need to use your phone. (takes phone from her) She'll call you back.
Woman on Yacht: Who are you?
Bond: Bond, James Bond. (into phone) Exercise Control, 007 here. I'll report in an hour.
Woman on Yacht: (offering drink) Won't you join me?
Bond: (into phone) Better make that two.

Kara Milovy: You were fantastic!... We're free!

Bond: Kara, we're inside a Russian airbase in the middle of Afganistan!

(Bond cuts his bootlaces to make Necros fall)
Necros: No, please!
(Necros screams and falls to his death.)
Kara Milovy: What happened?
Bond: He got the boot.

Licence to Kill (1989)

(At the wedding)
Della Leiter: Oh James, would you mind? Felix is still in the study and we've got to cut this cake.
Bond: I'll do anything for a woman with a knife.

(Sanchez finds Lupe with another man)
Sanchez: What did he promise you? His heart? Give her his heart.

(Pam has just been shot by Dario)
Bond: Don't move.
Pam: Relax, it's a bulletproof vest. This kevlar's great.
Bond: You're bloody lucky to be alive.
Pam: It's not luck. It's experience.
Bond: A few inches higher, it would have been your head.
Pam: Look, I just saved your life back there. If it wasn't for me, your ass would have been nailed to the wall.
Bond: You saved my life?!
Pam: Yes.
Bond: It's a tough business you picked, Miss Bouvier. Leave it to the professionals.
Pam: Look pal. I was an army pilot. I have flown to the toughest hell-holes in South America and I will not have you lecturing me about professionalism.

Bond Why don't you wait until you're asked?
Pam Well why don't you ask me?

Sanchez: And there are a lot of people with their hands out.
Kwang: In other words.... bribery.
Sanchez: Exactly. You took the words right out of my pocket.

Truman-Lodge: Well done Franz! Another $80 billion writeoff!
Franz Sanchez: Well I guess it's time to start cutting overhead. (Franz pulls out a machine pistol and shoots him)

(Dario spits at Bond and cuts his ties to make him fall to the grinder; sees Pam)
Dario: Ha! Ha! Ha! You're dead!
Pam: You took the words right out of my mouth.
(Pam shoots Dario and Bond pulls his foot. Dario screams and falls to his death.)
Dario: Aah! Sanchez!
(Dario yells, and is shredded)
Pam: Are you all right?

Pam Bouvier: Oh god, it's Heller!
(after Heller's corpse comes through a wall impaled on the tines of a forklift truck)
Bond: Yeah, looks like he came to a dead end.

GoldenEye (1995)

(Bond infiltrates a Soviet chemical weapons facility, first by going through a hole in the ceiling into a bathroom, then sneaks to a dark storage room, and is surprised when he is held at gunpoint. The man (Alec) asks him something in Russian)
Bond: I'm alone.
Alec: (Revealing himself) Aren't we all? (He then holsters his gun) You're late, 007.
Bond: I had to stop in the bathroom.

(Just after 006 and 007 enter the room they are about to blow up in the Chemical Weapons Facility)
Bond: It's too easy.
Trevelyan: Half of everything is luck James.
Bond: And the other half?
(Trevelyan sets off the alarm)
Trevelyan: Fate.

(Bond and Caroline, the evaluator, are taking a ride)
Caroline: I enjoy a spirited ride as well as the next girl, but…
(She's interupted by Bond looking away from her. Xenia drives up beside them)
Caroline: Who's that?
Bond: The next girl.

(Trevelyan is fending off soldiers while Bond sets timers on the gas tanks)
Trevelyan: Closing time, James! Last call!
Bond: (smiles) Buy me a pint!

(The door in the chemical weapons facility explodes open)
Bond: Shut the door Alec, there's a draft!

(And Bond is racing his car against Xenia's Ferrari)
Caroline: James, stop it. Stop it. I know what you're doing.
Bond: Really? What's that, dear?
Caroline: You are just trying to show off the size of your…your…
Bond: Engine?
Caroline: Ego.
Bond: We are having a pleasant drive in the country and you got to bring psychology into it.
Caroline: Well, I was just sent here to evaluate you.
Bond: Yeah, well, let's try and put that behind us, shall we?

Bond: Moneypenny, I'm devastated. Whatever would I do without you?
Monneypenny: As far as I can remember, James, you've never had me.
Bond: Hope springs eternal.
Moneypenny: You know, this sort of behaviour could qualify as sexual harassment.
Bond: Really? What's the penalty for that?
Moneypenny: Someday you have to make good on your innuendos.

(Bond and Tanner in the situation room)
Tanner: Seems like your hunch was right, 007. Too bad the evil queen of numbers wouldn't let you play it.
Bond: (as M approaches from behind Tanner) Ahem! (Tanner groans and turns around)
M: You were saying?
Tanner: No, no, I was just…just-
M: Good. Because if I want sarcasm, Mr. Tanner, I'll talk to my children, thank you very much.

(Q appears, wheelchair-bound with his leg in a cast)
Bond: Morning Q. Sorry about the leg. Skiing?
(Q's "cast" fires a rocket across the room)
Q: Hunting!

[Q has just shown Bond the Class-4 grenade pen]
Bond: They all say the pen was mightier than the sword.
Q: And thanks to me, they were right!

Q: And this, I'm particularly proud of: Behind the headlights, Stinger missiles!
Bond: Excellent! Just the thing for unwinding after a rough day at the office.
Q: Need I remind you, 007, that you have a license to kill - not to break the traffic laws!
Bond: I wouldn't think of it.

(After a demonstration of the exploding pen on a dummy)
Q: Don't say it!
Bond: The writing's on the wall?
Q: [laughing] Along with the rest of him!

(Bond picks up a sandwich)
Q: Don't touch that! [grabs the sandwich] That's my lunch.

M: If you don't think I have the balls to send a man out to die, your instincts are dead wrong.

Trevelyan: We're both orphans, James. But while your parents had the pleasure of dying in a climbing accident, mine survived the British betrayals and Stalin's execution squads. But my father couldn't live with the shame of it. And in one of life's little ironies, the son went to work for the government whose betrayal caused the father to kill himself and his wife.
Bond: Am I supposed to feel sorry for you?
Trevelyan: No. You're supposed to die for me. Closing time, James. Last call.
(Bond raises his weapon, but is shot in the neck with a tranquilizer dart. Trevelyan looks over Bond's body.)
Trevelyan: For England, James.

(After Ourumov tells him of Bond's escape)
Trevelyan: Good for Bond…bad for you.

[Bond has just told Ourumov that Trevelyan is a Lienz Cossack and hence untrustworthy]
Ourumov: Is this true?
Trevelyan: [impatiently] What's true is that in forty-eight hours, you and I are going to be richer than God.

Natalya: Do you destroy every vehicle you get into?
Bond: Standard operating procedure. Boys with Toys.

Natalya: Tell me, are there any other standard operating procedures I should be aware of?
Bond: Thousands. But I only pay them [pauses to kiss Natalya] lip service.

Trevelyan: Why can't you just be a good boy and die?
Bond: You first. [points his gun at Xenia] You…second. Audio

Trevelyan: For England, James?
Bond: No. For me. [lets go of Trevelyan's boot, sending him plummeting to the bottom of the dish]

Trevelyan: What's the matter, James? No glib remark? No pithy comeback?

(As Zukovsky hears the click of Bond cocking his gun)
Zukovsky: Walther PPK, 7.65 millimetre. Only three men I know use such a gun...[smirks] I believe I've killed two of them.
Bond: Lucky me.
(Another man cocks his gun and puts it to Bond's head)
Zukovsky: I think not.

Zukovsky: [dismissively] Helicopters, bah. I have six.
Bond: Three. None that fly.
Zukovsky: Who's counting?

Zukovsky: James Bond…charming, sophisticated secret agent. "Shaken, but not stirred"?
(Zukovsky and his men laugh loudly)

Boris: YES! I AM INVINCIBLE!!! (Boris is immediately frozen in his victorious position due to a number of nitrogen canisters exploding). Audio

Trevelyan: I might as well ask if all those vodka martinis silence the screams of all the men you've killed…or if you've found forgiveness in the arms of all those women, for the ones you failed to protect?
Bond: Interesting setup, Alec; you break into the bank of London via computer, transfer the money electronically just seconds before you set off the GoldenEye, which erases any records of the transaction. Ingenious.
Trevelyan: [pleasantly] Thank you, James.
Bond: But it still boils down to petty theft. In the end you're just a bank robber. Nothing more than a common thief.

Trevelyan: (Trevelyan compares his old MI6 watch to the watch he picked off Bond; they look very similar. Trevelyan appears impressed) Ah, new model.

[after Xenia is killed by having her chest crushed]
Bond: She always did enjoy a good squeeze. Audio

Tomorrow Never Dies (1997)

(M and Admiral Roebuck watch via satellite as 007 single-handedly tears through an arms bazaar)
Admiral Roebuck: What the hell is he doing?
M: His job!

(Moneypenny has just talked to Bond on the phone about Bond "brushing up on a little Danish" and other such expressions.)
Moneypenny: Don't ask.
M: Don't tell.

Admiral Roebuck: With all due respect, M, sometimes I don't think you have the balls for this job.
M: Perhaps not. The advantage is, I don't have to think with them all the time.

Q: If you'd just sign here, Mr. Bond.
Bond: Ahem.
Q: It's the insurance damage waiver for your beautiful new car. Do you need collision coverage?
Bond: Yes.
Q: Fire?
Bond: Probably.
Q: Property destruction?
Bond: Definitely.
Q: Personal injury?
Bond: I hope not, but accidents do happen.
Q: They frequently do with you!
Bond: Well, that takes care of the normal wear and tear. Do I need any other protection?
Q: Only from me, 007. Unless you bring that car back in pristine order.

(Bond listens to the voice on his new car)
Bond: [slightly confused] I think we've met.
Q: I am not interested in your sordid escapades!

[after testing the remote control on his new car and startling Q by bring it to a stop just a few feet in front of him]
Bond: [grinning] I think we understand each other.
Q: Grow up, 007.

Bond: I always wondered how I would feel when I saw you again.
[Paris looks at him with an expression of dismay, then slaps him in the face]
Bond: Now I know. Was it something I said?
Paris: How about the words "I'll be right back"?

Bond: Why did you marry him?
Paris: He told me he loved me.
Bond: Always sounds good.

Paris: Tell me James, do you still sleep with a gun under your pillow?

Carver: There is no news…like bad news.

Carver: The distance between insanity and genius is measured only by success.

[After knocking one of Carver's henchmen down the newpaper printing machine, which grinds him to death and imprints his blood on the papers]
Bond: They'll print anything these days.

[Bond has Gupta held at the gunpoint]
Carver: Great men have always manipulated the media to save the world. Look at William Randolph Hearst, who told his photographers, "You provide the pictures, I'll provide the war." I've just taken it one step further.
[Bond turns and shoots a henchman attempting to sneak up on him]
Bond: Sorry about that. I tuned out there for a moment, Elliot.
Carver: Touché. Mr Gupta, is the missile ready?
Gupta: Press the magic button, Beijing disappears.
Carver: Then it seems you've outlived your contract.
[Shoots Gupta]

Carver: [after hearing Bond's voice instead of Gupta's on a walkie-talkie] So much for German efficiency. Mr. Stamper…

Carver: [Looking at newspaper headlines, particularly "The Empire Will Strike Back"] I rather like the last one. It isn't even mine!

[After Carver explains Chakra Torture]
Bond: I would have thought watching your TV shows were torture enough.
Carver: Save this one till last. When you remove Mr. Bond's heart…he should have enough time to watch it stop beating.

Carver: [Pointing a gun at Bond] You're too late again, Mr. Bond. It's a bad habit of yours. There's nothing you can do. [An explosion distracts them both. Bond discovers the Sea-Vac controls and the drill is facing conveniently behind Carver]
Female Computer Voice: "T"-minus two minutes and counting.
Carver: The missile is fully programmed. It can't be stopped. In a matter of minutes, my plan will succeed. And, thanks largely to your efforts, the British Navy will destroy the evidence. And I'll be out of here, in Carver News helicopter, covering the event. [Bond activates the drill] It's going to be a fantastic show.
Bond: I may have some breaking news for you, Elliot. [The Sea-Vac lets out a frightening roar, allowing Bond to attack Carver, then force him around, facing him] You forgot the first rule of mass media, Elliot! [The Sea-Vac smashes a window, only seconds away; forces Carver against a console in its path] Give the people what they WANT!!! [Leaves]
Carver: (Screaming) NO! NO! NO! [The drill grinds him against the console]

(Bond is at the Carver Media Group Celebration in Hamburg)
Carver's assistant: Mr Carver? This is the new banker, Mr...?
Bond: Bond, James Bond.
Carver: Another banker. I seem to collect them. Tell me Mr. Bond, how is the market reacting to the crisis?
Bond: Currencies are off, your stock is soaring.

The World Is Not Enough (1999)

Renard: One tires of being executed.

Bond: [in bed with Jones] I was wrong about you.
Dr. Christmas Jones: Yeah, how so?
Bond: I thought Christmas only comes once a year.

Zukovsky: I'm looking for a submarine. It's big and black, and the driver is a very good friend of mine.
Zukovsky: [sees Captains hat] Bring it to me!
Elektra King: [takes hat] What a shame, he's just gone.
(Shoots Zukovsky through the hat)

Renard (to Bond): Welcome to my nuclear family.

Lachaise: So good of you to come see me, Mr Bond, particularly on such short notice.
Bond: If you can't trust a Swiss banker, what has the world come to?

Dr. Christmas Jones: I don't know…but the world's greatest terrorist running around with six kilos of weapons-grade plutonium can't be good. I gotta get it back, or someone's gonna have my ass.
Bond: First things first. Audio

Elektra King: I could've given you the world.
Bond: The world is not enough.
Elektra: Foolish sentiment.
Bond: Family motto.

Christmas Jones: Oh, and by the way, [In Russian] your English is very good for a Russian.
Bond: [replies in Russian] I studied at Oxford.

(after Q introduces Bond to his successor)
Bond: If you're Q, does that make him R?
R: Ah yes, the legendary 007 wit. Or at least half of it.

Dr. Christmas Jones: Wait a minute. Are you going to do what I think you're going to do?
Bond: What do I need to defuse a nuclear bomb?
Dr. Christmas Jones: Me.

Bond: Construction is not my…specialty.
M: Quite the opposite, in fact.

Dr. Christmas Jones: What's the story with you and Elektra?
Bond: We're strictly plutonic.

Dr. Christmas Jones: You wanna put that in English for those of us who don't speak Spy? Audio

Zukovsky: Oh, look. We have no roof, but at least we have four good walls.
(the factory falls apart)
Zukovsky: The insurance company is never going to believe this.

Elektra King: There's no point in living if you can't feel alive.

Bond: I've always wanted to have Christmas in Turkey.
Jones: Was that a Christmas joke?
Bond: From me? Never.

Zukovsky: [to Bull] You! Where have you been, you gold-encrusted buffoon?
Bull: Sorry, boss, I must have bumped my head.
Zukovsky: Oh, really? Get me out of here. I'll show you what a bumped head feels like.

Q: I've always tried to teach you two things. First: Never let them see you bleed.
Bond: And the second?
Q: Always have an escape plan. (Q disappears in the floor)

Bond: Revenge is not hard to fathom for a man who believes in nothing.

Bond: I need to know who's in charge here.
Dr. Christmas Jones: That would be me. My name is Dr. Christmas Jones. And don't make any jokes, I've heard 'em all.
Bond: I don't know any doctor jokes.

M: This will not stand. We will not be terrorized by cowards who will murder an innocent man and use us as the tool.

Bond: What business do you have with Elektra King?
Zukovsky: I thought it was you who was giving her the business.

Elektra King: You don't take "no" for an answer, do you?
Bond: No.
Elektra King: I hope you know how to ski, then.
Bond: I came prepared for a cold reception.

Ms. Moneypenny: James! Have you brought me a souvenir from your trip? Chocolate? An engagement ring?
Bond: I thought you might enjoy one of these.
(gives Ms. Moneypenny a cigar tube)
Ms. Moneypenny: How romantic. I know exactly where to put that.
(throws the cigar tube in the garbage)
Bond: Oh Moneypenny, the story of our relationship: Close, but no cigar.

Julietta the Cigar Girl: Would you like to check my figures?
Bond: Oh, I'm sure they're perfectly rounded.

Bond: Expecting Davidov? He caught a bullet, instead of the plane. Get off! [Pulls Renard off the cart.] Keep your mouth shut! [Forces him against a wall]
Renard: You can't kill me, I'm already dead.
Bond: Yeah.... not dead enough for me.
Renard: You could show a little gratitude. I did spare your life at the banker's office. That's right. I couldn't kill you. You were working for me. You delivered the money, killed King, and now you brought me the plane.
Bond: What's your plan for the bomb?
Renard: You first, or could it be you don't have a plan?
Bond: That bomb will never leave this room!
Renard: Neither will you. How sad to be threatened by a man who can't grasp what he's involved in.
Bond: Revenge is not hard to fathom for a man who believes in nothing.
Renard: And what do you believe in? Preservation of capital? [Bond forces him forward] Go ahead. Shoot me. I welcome it. My men will hear the shot, and kill you.
Bond: And the firefight will bring down half the army from above.
Renard: But when a certain phone call isn't made in twenty minutes, Elektra dies.
Bond: You're bluffing.
Renard: She's beautiful, isn't she? You should've had her before...when she was innocent. How does it feel to know Ibroke her in for you? [Bond pistol whips him]
Bond: [Putting the silencer on his gun] I usually hate killing a unarmed man. A cold-blooded murder is a filthy business.
Renard: A man tires of being executed.
Bond: But, in your case, I feel nothing. Just like you.
Renard: But then again, there's no point living if you can't feel alive.

Renard: No hard feelings, Mr. Bond, but we're even. Soon, you'll feel nothing at all.

Lachaise: I'm offering you the opportunity to walk out with the money, Mr. Bond.
Bond: I'm giving you the opportunity to walk out with your life.

(helicopter slices Bond's BMW in half)
Bond: Q's not gonna like this!

(Zukovsky enters his office, sees Christmas Jones)
Zukovsky: Who are you, and how did you get in here? I'm going to call Security…and congratulate them! [chuckles] Drink?
(Bond closes the door, aims a gun at Zukovsky)
Zukovsky: Can't you just say hello like a normal person?

(Bond finds Zukovsky, Bull, and two women in the casino office)
Zukovsky: Bull, give them an inch.
(Bull gives each woman an inch-thick stack of cash, and the three of them start to leave)
Zukovsky: Make sure they lose it in this casino, huh?
Bull: I'll see you later, Mr. Bond.
(Bond notices Bull's mouthful of gold teeth)
Bond: I see you put your money where your mouth is.
Zukovsky: Mr. Bullion does not trust banks.

Bond: You would commit suicide for her?
Renard: You forget. I'm already dead.
Bond: Haven't you heard? So is she!
Renard: You're lying!

Terrorist: Do you have it? The grease!
Bond: Of course.
(hands him a bag, he pulls out some sports shoes)
Terrorist: Excellent!

Bond: She's waiting for you! [Fires the plutonium rod out of the reactor into Renard, killing him]

Bond: A shadow operation?
M: Remember, 007, shadows always remain in front or behind…never on top.

Bond: (Pointing a gun at Elektra; hands her a walkie-talkie) Call him off. I won't ask again. Call him off. (Elektra does nothing) CALL HIM OFF!

Elektra (on walkie-talkie): Renard? (To Bond) You wouldn't kill me. You'd miss me.
Renard: Yes?
Elektra: DIVE! Bond-
(Bond shoots her)
Bond: I never miss.

Die Another Day (2002)

Bond: You know, you're cleverer than you look!
Q: Hmm... still, better than looking cleverer than you are.

Miranda Frost: He'll light the fuse on any explosive situation, and be a danger to himself and others.

Bond: The same person who set me up then has just set me up again to get Zao out, so I'm going after him!

Q: [Explaining the Aston Martin] ... Your new transportation
[nothing is visible on the platform]
James Bond: Maybe you've been down here too long...
Q: The ultimate in British engineering.
James Bond: You must be joking.
Q: As I learned from my predecessor, Bond, I never joke about my work. Aston Martin call it the Vanquish. (He pushes a button on the car keys.) We call it the Vanish. (The car appears seemingly from nowhere.)
James Bond: (stares at the car appreciatively) Oh, very good!

Q: [hands Bond a big book] why don't you appoint yourself with the manual, you should be able to shoot through that in a couple of hours.
James Bond: Hmm... (He chucks the book over the car. The cars on-board shotguns shoot the book into bits. Q looks shocked) It just took a few seconds, Q.
Q: Wish I could make YOU vanish!

Bond: Do you believe in bad luck?
Jinx: Let's just say my relationships don't seem to last.
Bond: Hmm... I know the feeling.

Graves: You only get one shot at life. Why waste it on sleep?

Miranda Frost: Remember, I know all about you, 007. Sex for dinner, death for breakfast. Well, it's not gonna work with me.
Bond: No?
Miranda: No.

Graves: [Pulls out two parachutes] Oh, look! Parachutes for the both of us! [Throws one out the window] Oops! Not anymore! [Bends over to Bond] You see, Mr. Bond, you can't kill my dreams. But my dreams can kill you. Time to face destiny.
(Bond pulls Graves's parachute tag)
Bond:Time to face gravity!

Mr. Kil: I'm Mister Kil.
Bond: Well, there's a name to die for.

Bond: You burned me, and now you want my help?
M: What did you expect, an apology?

Bond: I know the rules. And number one is 'no deals'.

Bond: Can I expect the pleasure of you in Iceland?
Miranda Frost: I'm afraid you'll never have that pleasure, Mr. Bond.

Q: Forgive my mentioning it, 007, but a perfect marksman isn't really supposed to shoot his own boss.
Bond: Check the replay. You'll find he's dead and she's only got a flesh wound.
Q: There's always an excuse, isn't there? 00-zero.

(At the party in the ice palace of Gustav Graves)
Bond: Vodka Martini. Plenty of ice, if you can spare it.

Bond:What are you? CIA?
Jinx:NSA. Hello? We're on the same side.
Bond:That doesn't mean we're after the same thing.
Jinx:Sure it does. World peace, unconditional love, and your little friend with the expensive acne.
Jinx:Yeah, Zao.

M: Knowing who to trust is everything in this business.

Jinx:Giacinta Johnson. My friends call me Jinx.
Bond:My friends call me James Bond.

Graves: What a wonderful day to become a knight.

Mr. Krug: What the hell do you want? I don't need a goddamn wheelchair!
Bond:No? (hits Mr. Krug so he's unconscious)
Bond:You do now.

Graves: So when I arranged for that fatal overdose for the true victor at Sydney, I won myself my very own MI6 agent, using everything at my disposal - her brains, her talent, even her sex.
Bond: The coldest weapon of all.

Zao:Who sent you?
Jinx: Your mama. And she told me to tell you she's really disappointed in you.

Bond:I see you don't chase dreams, you live them.
Graves: One of the virtues of never sleeping, Mr. Bond. I have to live my dreams. Besides, plenty of time to sleep when you're dead.

(tied up, with lasers rotating around her)
Jinx: Switch it off! Or I'm gonna be half the girl I used to be!

Bond:So you live to die another day.

Zao: Why do you want to kill me?
Jinx: I thought it was the humane thing to do.

Miranda Frost: This is crazy. You're a double-O!
Bond: It's only a number.

Gustav Graves: Are you a gambling man, Mr. Bond?
Bond: If the stakes are right.

Falco: I hope nobody here is superstitious. That's one big mirror we're about to break.

Gustav Graves: Care to place a bet, Verity?
Verity: No thanks. I don't like cockfights.

Bond: I'm after a North Korean.
Raoul: A tourist?
Bond: A terrorist.

Bond: I'm checkin' out. Thanks for the kiss of life.

Mr. Chang: When you see Mr. Zao tell him "goodbye" from us.

Miranda Frost: Hah! I can read your every move!
Jinx: Read this! (stabs a knife with a copy of the book "The Art Of War" impaled on it into Frost's chest) Bitch!
(Jinx kicks the knife in even further, killing Frost)

(Jinx and Bond pass Frost's body while trying to escape the plane)
Jinx: I think I broke her heart.

Bond: (to Zao) You know, I've missed your sparkling personality.
(Zao hits Bond in the stomach.)
Zao: How's that for a punch line?

Miranda Frost: I take it Mr Bond has been explaining his big bang theory to you?
Jinx: Yeah, I think I got the thrust of it.

Zao: (to Jinx) I'll let you in on a little secret: this mine is fake, but the lasers are real.

Casino Royale (2006)

James Bond

  • [Bond returns to his seat in a game of poker after being poisoned, much to the surprise and dismay of Le Chiffre] I'm sorry. That last hand... nearly killed me.


  • Who the hell do they think they are? I report to the Prime Minister, and even he's smart enough not to ask me what we do. Have you ever seen such a bunch of self-righteous, arse-covering prigs? They don't care what we do; they care what we get photographed doing. And how the hell could Bond be so stupid? I give him double-O status and he celebrates by shooting up an embassy. Is the man deranged? And where the hell is he? In the old days, if an agent did something that embarrassing, he'd have the good sense to defect. Christ, I miss the Cold War.


Steven Obanno: Do you believe in God, Mr. Le Chiffre?
Le Chiffre: No. I believe in a reasonable rate of return.

M: I knew it was too early to promote you.
Bond: Well, I understand double-O's have a very short life expectancy, so your mistake will be short-lived.

Vesper: Now, having just met you, I wouldn't go as far as calling you a coldhearted bastard…
Bond: No, of course not.
Vesper: But it wouldn't be a stretch to imagine. You think of women as disposable pleasures rather than meaningful pursuits. So, as charming as you are, Mr. Bond, I will be keeping my eye on our government's money and off your perfectly formed arse.
Bond: You noticed.
Vesper: Even accountants have imagination. How was your lamb?
Bond: Skewered. One sympathizes.

Vesper Lynd: Am I going to have a problem with you, Bond?
Bond: Don't worry. You're not my type.
Vesper: Smart?
Bond: Single.

[Bond orders a drink]
Bond: Dry Martini.
Barman: Oui, monsieur.
Bond: Wait. Three measures of Gordon's; one of vodka; half a measure of Kina Lillet. Shake it over ice and add a thin slice of lemon peel.
Barman: Yes, sir.
Tomelli: You know, I'll have one of those.
Infante: So will I.
Barman: Certainly.
Felix Leiter: My friend, bring me one as well, keep the fruit.
Le Chiffre: [annoyed] That's it? Hm? Anyone want to play poker now?
Felix Leiter: Someone's in a hurry.

Bond: Vodka Martini.
Bartender: Shaken or stirred?
Bond: Do I look like I give a damn?

[Bond sips his drink.]
Bond: You know, I think I'll call that a "Vesper."
Vesper Lynd: Because of the bitter aftertaste?
Bond: No. Because once you've tasted it, it's all you want to drink. [Vesper laughs] I thought it was a quite a good line.
Vesper: It was a very good line.
Bond: But you're laughing at it.
Vesper: Not so much it, as you.
Bond: Oh, well, that's fine, then.

Vesper Lynd: It doesn't bother you, killing those people?
Bond: I wouldn't be very good at my job if it did.
Vesper: I don't believe you. You've got a choice, you know. Just because you've done something doesn't mean you have to keep doing it.
Bond: Why is it that people who can't take advice always insist on giving it?
Vesper: You think I can't take my own advice?
Bond: I think something is driving you. And I don't think I'll ever find out what that is.

Vesper Lynd: If all that was left of you was your smile and your little finger, you'd still be more of a man than anyone I know.
Bond: That's because you know what I can do with my little finger.

Vesper: You love me?
Bond: Enough to travel the world with you until one of us has to take an honest job. Which I think is going to have to be you, because I have no idea what an honest job is.

Quantum of Solace (2008)

Bond: "Are you going to tell us who you work for?"
Mr. White: "I was always very interested to meet you. I heard so much about you from Vesper. The real shame is, If she hadn't killed herself, we would've had you too... I think you would have done anything for her."


James Bond: Are you going to tell us who you work for?
Mr. White: The first thing you should know about us is that... we have people everywhere.

M: I thought I could trust you. You said you weren't motivated by revenge.
James Bond: I'm motivated by my duty.
M: I think you're so blinded by inconsolable rage you don't care who you hurt.

M: When you can't tell your friends from your enemies, it's time to go.
James Bond: You don't have to worry about me.

M: Restrict Bond's movements. Put a stop on his passports. Find Bond.

James Bond: Why? Just because you didn't come alone? How long have I got.
Felix Leiter: 30 seconds.
James Bond: Well, that doesn't give us a lot of time, does it?


Camille: Get in!

M: Ask him about Slate!
Tanner: What about Slate?
Bond: Tell her Slate was a dead end [Bond has killed Slate in the previous scene.]
M: Damn it. He killed him

M: Damn it Bond, you didnt have to kill him, we needed to have him questioned, when someone says they have people everywhere you expect it to be a hyperbole, a lot of people use that expression; florists use that expression; you dont expect them to have someone working for them in the bloody room.


M: What about Haines?
Bond: We had a falling out [Bond has Just has just thrown Haines down a rooftop]

M: Connect me to The Americans
Supposed American: Hello
M: Interest in Dominic Greene
Supposed American: Transferring you now!
Gregory Beam: South America Section Chief, sorry to keep you waiting, but we have no interest in Dominic Greene
M: Thank you... [Talking to Tanner] He is a person of Extreme interest.
Tanner: but she just said....

interrupted by M

M: Tanner! I said Dominic Greene and she transferred me to the Section Chief of South America; how would she know that unless they were tracking him!

M: "Bond, I need you back."
Bond: "I never left."


Bond: "I don't think the dead care about vengeance."


Bond: "Have you ever killed someone? Your training will tell you that when the adrenaline kicks in you should compensate... but part of you isn't going to believe the training because this kill is personal. Take a deep breath, you only need one shot. Make it count."


Green: "How much do you know about Bond, Camille? Because he's rather a tragic case... his MI6 says he's difficult to control, nice way of saying that everything he touches seems to wither and die."


Felix: "You know who Green is and you want to put us in bed with him, you aren't kidding, right?"
Gregory Beam: "Yeah, you're right, we should just deal with nice people."


M: "And Bond? If you could avoid killing every possible lead it would be deeply appreciated."
Bond: "Yes ma'am, I'll do my best."
M: "I've heard that before."


Green: "You should know something about me and the people I work with. We deal with the left, or the right, with dictators, or liberators. If the current president had been more agreeable, I wouldn't be talking to you. So, if you decide not to sign, you will wake up with your balls in your mouth and your willing replacement standing over you. If you doubt that, then shoot me, take that money, and have a good night's sleep."


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