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Thunderball Film Quotes

Sean Connery as James Bond in Thunderball (1965)

 

Bond: [draping arm around nurse] Do I seem healthy to you?
Pat Fearing: Too healthy.

Fiona: Some men just don’t like to be driven.
Bond: No, some men don’t like to be taken for a ride.

Pat Fearing: What exactly do you do?
James Bond: Oh, I travel… a sort of licensed troubleshooter.

[after making love to the evil Fiona Volpe]
James Bond: My dear girl, don’t flatter yourself. What I did this evening was for Queen and country. You don’t think it gave me any pleasure, do you?
Fiona: But of course, I forgot your ego, Mr. Bond. James Bond, the one where he has to make love to a woman, and she starts to hear heavenly choirs singing. She repents, and turns to the side of right and virtue…
[she steps on Bond’s foot]
Fiona: … but not this one!

Miss Moneypenny: In the conference room – something pretty big; every double-o man in Europe has been rushed in. And the Home Secretary, too!
James Bond: His wife probably lost her dog.

James Bond: My dear, uncooperative Domino.
Domino: How do you know that? How do you know my friends call me Domino?
James Bond: It’s on the bracelet on your ankle.
Domino: So… what sharp little eyes you’ve got.
James Bond: Wait ’til you get to my teeth.

[after shooting Vargas with a spear gun]
James Bond: I think he got the point.

[Placing Fiona’s body in a chair after she is shot on the dance floor]
James Bond: Do you mind if my friend sits this one out? She’s just dead.

[to the shark that almost bit him]
James Bond: You can tell of the one that got away.

Bond: It looks very difficult.
[Shooting from the hip, Bond shatters his clay pigeon]
Bond: Why no, it isn’t, is it!

Miss Moneypenny: James, how else will you recognize her?
James Bond: Can’t miss. She has two moles on her left thigh.

Pat Fearing: Funny-looking bruise. A fall?
James Bond: A poker, in the hands of a widow.
Pat Fearing: Really? I’d have thought you were just the type for a widow.
James Bond: Not this one. He didn’t like me at all.

[after a narrow escape from a motorized traction table set on overload]
James Bond: I must be six inches taller.


M: I’ve assigned you to Station “C” Canada.
James Bond: Sir, I’d respectfully request that you change my assignment to Nassau.
M: Is there any other reason, besides your enthusiasm for water sports?

[Bond shows M a picture of Dominique Derval, the Vulcan pilot’s sister]
M: Do we know where she is now?
James Bond: Nassau.
M: Do you think she’s worth going after?
James Bond: Well, I wouldn’t put it quite like that, sir…

[after making love to Pat, Bond sees something suspicious on the grounds, and gets up to investigate]
Pat Fearing: James, where are you going?
James Bond: Oh, nowhere. I just thought I’d take a little, uh… exercise.
Pat Fearing: You must be joking.

James Bond: That gun, it looks more fitting for a woman.
Emilio Largo: You know much about guns, Mr. Bond?
James Bond: No, but I know a little about women.
[Bond and Largo spot Domino eavesdropping

Bond: I hope we didn’t scare the fishes.

Q: It is to be handled with special care!
James Bond: Everything you give me…
Q: …is treated with equal contempt. Yes, I know.

Felix Leiter: Well, hello Double-Oh…
[James slugs Felix to shut him up, then slugs the bad guy hiding in the shower]
Felix Leiter: Fine way to treat the CIA!
James Bond: I’m sorry about that, Felix, but you were about to say double-O seven. Here.
[James gives Felix the bad guy’s gun]
Felix Leiter: Well, James, did you kill him?
James Bond: You know me better than that.

Felix Leiter: What’s our next move?
James Bond: The Disco Volante. If the bombs aren’t aboard, they soon will be.
Felix Leiter: Who you going to ask, Largo?
James Bond: No, we won’t have to.

Emilio Largo: You wish to put the evil eye on me, eh? We have a way to deal with that where I come from.
James Bond: You may hex me yet. Let’s see your decks for the cards.

[Bond is standing in the doorway between their apartments as Fiona takes a bath]
Fiona: Aren’t you in the wrong room, Mr. Bond?
Bond: Not from where I’m standing.

[first lines]
Madame LaPorte: The coffin – it has your initials: J.B.
Bond: At the moment, rather him than me.
Madame LaPorte: At least you’ve been saved the effort of removing him. Colonel Bouvar passed away in his sleep, so they tell me.
Bond: Mm…
Madame LaPorte: You sound disappointed you did not kill him yourself.
Bond: I am. Jacques Bouvar murdered two of my colleagues.

[last lines]
Bond: [helping Domino into a life raft] Up.

Bond: You should be locked up in a cage.
[starts kissing her]
Fiona: Mmm… this bed *feels* like a cage, all these bars. Do you think I will be -
[voice cracks in a blissful moan]
Fiona: *safe*?

Bond: [massaging Pat] Mink. It uh, reduces the tensions.
Pat Fearing: [throaty voice] Not mine.

[Largo dies]
Domino: I’m glad I killed him.
James Bond: You’re glad?


Bond: Keep in touch.
Pat Fearing: Anytime, anyplace, James.
Bond: Another time, another place.

[after leaving an Irrigation Therapy Room]
Bond: See you later, irrigator.

Count Lippe: [after Bond slides a broom handle through the handles of doors on a sitting steam bath that Lippe is in] What the hell do you think you’re doing?
Bond: Now don’t you worry, I’ll tell the chef!
Count Lippe: Let me out of this bloody machine!

James Bond: [donning the underwater jet pack] … and the kitchen sink.
Felix Leiter: On you, anything looks good.

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Post by Chad Elkins. Source: IMDB

Goldfinger Film Quotes

Sean Connery as James Bond in Goldfinger (1964)


[after knocking a lamp into a bathtub to electrocute a bad guy]
James Bond: Shocking! Positively shocking!

Pussy Galore: [pointing a gun at Bond, who has just emerged from the airplane lavatory] We’ll be landing in twenty minutes. Do you want to play it easy, or the hard way? And this isn’t a tranquilizer gun.
James Bond: Now, Pussy, you know a lot more about planes than guns. That’s a Smith and Wesson 45, and if you fire at me at this close range, the bullet will pass through me and the fuselage like a blowtorch through butter. The cabin will depressurize, and we’ll both be sucked into outer space together. If that’s how you want to enter the United States, you’re welcome. As for me, I prefer the easy way.
Pussy Galore: That’s very sensible.
James Bond: Besides, there’s always so much going on around Mr. Goldfinger. It would be a shame not to accept his hospitality.
Pussy Galore: I’m sure he’ll be happy to see you, too.
[touches the gun barrel to his chin]
Pussy Galore: You like close shaves, don’t you?

James Bond: What do you know about gold, Moneypenny?
Miss Moneypenny: Oh, the only gold I know about is the kind you wear… you know, on the third finger of your left hand?
James Bond: Well, one of these days we really must look into that.
Miss Moneypenny: How about tonight? You’ll come over for dinner…
[playfully tosses Bond’s hat onto the hat rack]
Miss Moneypenny: and I’ll cook you a wonderful angel cake.
James Bond: Well, nothing would give me greater pleasure, but I’m afraid I have a… business appointment.
Miss Moneypenny: [laughing] That’s the flimsiest excuse you’ve ever given me. Oh, well, some girls have all the luck. Who is she, James?
M: [over intercom] “She” is me, Miss Moneypenny. And kindly omit the customary byplay with 007. He’s dining with me and I don’t want him to be late.
Miss Moneypenny: [to Bond] Then there’s hope for me yet.
James Bond: [gives Moneypenny a playful peck on the cheek] Moneypenny, won’t you ever believe me?

Colonel Smithers: Have a little more of this rather disappointing brandy.
M: What’s the matter with it?
James Bond: I’d say it was a 30-year-old fine, indifferently blended, sir… with an overdose of bon-bois.
M: Colonel Smithers is giving the lecture, 007.

James Bond: Manners, Oddjob. I thought you always took your hat off to a lady.
James Bond: [to Pussy] You know, he kills little girls like you.
Pussy Galore: Little boys, too.

James Bond: [discovers Goldfinger cheating at golf] You play a Slazinger 1, don’t you?
Auric Goldfinger: Yes, why?
James Bond: This is a Slazinger 7.
[indicating his own golf ball]
James Bond: Here’s my Penfold Hearts. You must have played the wrong ball somewhere on the 18th fairway. We are playing strict rules, so I’m afraid you lose the hole and the match.
[Goldfinger throws the golf ball to the ground in disgust]

James Bond: [over intercom to Goldfinger, who has been cheating at cards] Now hear this, Goldfinger. Your luck has just changed. I doubt very much that the Miami Beach Police would take kindly to what you’re doing. Nod your head if you agree… Nod…
[Goldfinger nods]
James Bond: Good. Now, start losing, Goldfinger. Shall we say ten thousand dollars? No, let’s be generous. Let’s make it fifteen thousand.
[Goldfinger hesitates, then throws a card on the table]
Simmons: Well, I can see this is really my day!
[puts his cards on the table]
Simmons: Gin!
Jill Masterson: May I see?
[looks through binoculars. She sees Goldfinger snap his pencil in disgust]
James Bond: [over intercom] Over and out.
[switches intercom off, then to Jill]
James Bond: That should keep him occupied for quite some time.
Jill Masterson: I’m beginning to like you, Mr. Bond.
James Bond: Oh… call me James.
Jill Masterson: More than anyone I’ve ever met in a long time… James.
James Bond: Well, what are we going to do about it?
Jill Masterson: Yes, what?
James Bond: I’ll tell you at dinner.
Jill Masterson: Where?
James Bond: Oh, I know the best place in town.
[they kiss]

James Bond: Bond, James Bond

Auric Goldfinger: [to Bond, who is about to be cut in half by a laser] There is nothing you can talk to me about that I don’t already know.
James Bond: Well, you’re forgetting one thing. If I fail to report, 008 replaces me.
Auric Goldfinger: I trust he will be more successful.
James Bond: Well, he knows what I know.
Auric Goldfinger: You know nothing, Mr. Bond.
James Bond: Operation Grand Slam, for instance.
Auric Goldfinger: Two words you may have overheard, which cannot have the slightest significance to you or anyone in your organization.
James Bond: Can you afford to take that chance?
Auric Goldfinger: [thinks for a moment, then orders the laser switched off] You are quite right, Mr. Bond. You are worth more to me alive.
[a technician approaches Bond, and fires a tranquilzer dart into his chest. Bond collapses into unconsciousness]

Radio Newsman: [broadcasting on radio, over Bond and Jill, who are kissing passionately in bed] Station WEBS brings you the latest in world news. Washington… at the White House today, the president said that he was entirely satisfied…
[Bond switches off the radio]
James Bond: [to Jill] That makes two of us.


Auric Goldfinger: Ah, welcome to AuricStud, Mr. Bond.
[gesturing toward a horse]
Auric Goldfinger: Beautiful animal, isn’t she?
James Bond: Certainly better bred than the owner.

Pussy Galore: I’m Mr. Goldfinger’s personal pilot.
James Bond: Oh? Just how personal is that?
Pussy Galore: I’m a damn good pilot. Period.

Mei-Lei: Can I do anything for you, Mr. Bond?
James Bond: Uh, just a drink. A martini, shaken, not stirred.

James Bond: What would it take for you to see things my way?
Pussy Galore: A lot more than you’ve got.
James Bond: How do you know?
Pussy Galore: I don’t want to know.

M: Gold? All over?
James Bond: She died of skin suffocation. It’s been known to happen to cabaret dancers. It’s all right as long as you leave a small bare patch at the base of the spine to allow the skin to breathe.
M: Someone obviously didn’t.
James Bond: And I know who.
M: This isn’t a personal vendetta, 007. It’s an assignment, like any other. And if you can’t treat it as such, coldly and objectively, 008 can replace you.
M: You’ve hardly distinguished yourself, have you? You were supposed to observe Mr. Goldfinger, not borrow his girlfriend. Instead of that, Goldfinger goes off to Europe, and it’s only by the grace of God, your friend Leiter, and my intervention with the British Embassy in Washington, that you’re not in the custody of the Miami Beach Police!
James Bond: [frustrated] Sir… I am aware of my shortcomings… and I am prepared to continue this assignment in the spirit you suggest… if I knew what it was about!
[catches himself, then more calmly]
James Bond: … sir.
M: What do you know about gold? Not paint, bullion.
James Bond: I know it when I see it.
M: Meet me tonight at seven. Black tie.

James Bond: [to Jill, who has been helping Goldfinger cheat at cards] What’s your name?
Jill Masterson: Jill.
James Bond: Jill who?
Jill Masterson: Jill Masterson.
James Bond: Tell me, Jill… why does he do it?
Jill Masterson: He likes to win.
James Bond: Why do you do it?
Jill Masterson: He pays me.
James Bond: Is that all he pays you for?
Jill Masterson: And for being seen with him.
James Bond: Just seen?
Jill Masterson: Just seen.
James Bond: Oh, I’m so glad. You know, you’re much too nice a girl to be mixed up in all this.

Colonel Smithers: [Referring to the gold bar on the dining room table] Mr. Bond can make whatever use of it he deems necessary… provided he returns it, of course. It’s worth five thousand pounds.
[Bond reaches for the bar, but M stops him short]
M: You’ll draw it from Q Branch… with the rest of your equipment… in the morning.
James Bond: Of course, sir.

Colonel Smithers: Gentlemen, Mr. Goldfiinger has gold bullion on deposit in Zurich, Amsterdam, Caracas, Hong Kong… worth 20 million pounds. Most of it came from this country.
James Bond: Why move it?
Colonel Smithers: Because the price of gold varies from country to country. If you buy it here at 30 dollars an ounce, you can sell it in, say, Pakistan for 110 dollars and triple your money… provided, of course, you have the facilities for melting it down.
James Bond: And has he?
Colonel Smithers: Apart from being a legitimate international bullion dealer, Mr. Goldfinger poses… no, that’s not quite fair… *is*, among his many other pursuits, a legitimate international jeweler. He’s legally entitled to operate modest metallurgical installations. His British one is down in Kent. We have yet to discover how he transfers his gold out of the coutry… Lord knows we’ve tried.
[to M]
Colonel Smithers: If your department can establish that it is being done illegally, the bank can institute proceedings to recover the bulk of his holdings.
James Bond: I think it’s time Mr. Goldfinger and I met… socially, of course.
Colonel Smithers: I was hoping you’d say that.
M: It might lead to a business talk… Mr. Goldfinger’s kind of business.

Auric Goldfinger: [Playing golf with Bond] Two holes to go.
James Bond: Yes, and all’s square.
Auric Goldfinger: Then you have no objection to increasing the stakes?
James Bond: No. What did you have in mind?
Auric Goldfinger: Why, the bar of gold you have with you, naturally.
James Bond: [Surprised] It’s worth five thousand pounds.
Auric Goldfinger: [Offhandedly] Oh, I’ll stake the cash equivalent.
James Bond: Naturally.
[Bond tees up his ball and starts his backswing, but Goldfinger interrupts him]
Auric Goldfinger: Strict rules of golf?
James Bond: But of course.

[after learning Pussy Galore alerted the authorities]
James Bond: I must have appealed to her maternal instincts.

Pussy Galore: What happened? Where’s Goldfinger?
James Bond: Playing his golden harp.

Q: [Showing Bond a tracking device] Reception on the dashboard, here. Audo-visual
[sic]
Q: , range a hundred and fifty miles.
James Bond: Ingenious, and useful too. Allow a man to stop off for a quick one en route.
Q: It has not been perfected, out of years of patient research, ENTIRELY for that purpose, 007. And incidentally, we’d appreciate its return, along with all your other equipment, INTACT for once, when you return from the field.
James Bond: Well, you’d be surprised the amount of wear and tear that goes on out there in the field.

Q: Now this one I’m particularly keen about. You see the gear lever here? Now, if you take the top off, you will find a little red button. Whatever you do, don’t touch it.
James Bond: Yeah, why not?
Q: Because you’ll release this section of the roof, and engage and then fire the passenger ejector seat. Whish!
James Bond: Ejector seat? You’re joking!
Q: I never joke about my work, 007.

[Why Bond wears a gun]
James Bond: I have a slight inferiority complex.

James Bond: My dear girl, there are some things that just aren’t done, such as drinking Dom Perignon ’53 above the temperature of 38 degrees Fahrenheit. That’s just as bad as listening to the Beatles without earmuffs!

Pussy Galore: My name is Pussy Galore.
James Bond: I must be dreaming.

[Goldfinger is cheating at golf, with the help of Oddjob]
Hawker: If that’s his original ball, I’m Arnold Palmer.
James Bond: ‘Tisn’t.
Hawker: How do you know?
James Bond: I’m standing on it.

James Bond: You’re a woman of many parts, Pussy!

James Bond: You’ll kill 60,000 people uselessly.
Auric Goldfinger: Hah. American motorists kill that many every two years.
James Bond: Yes, well, I’ve worked out a few statistics of my own. 15 billion dollars in gold bullion weighs 10,500 tons. Sixty men would take twelve days to load it onto 200 trucks. Now, at the most, you’re going to have two hours before the Army, Navy, Air Force, and Marines move in and make you put it back.
Auric Goldfinger: Who mentioned anything about removing it?
[Bond is stunned into silence]
Auric Goldfinger: The julep tart enough for you?
James Bond: You plan to break into the world’s largest bank, but not to steal anything. Why?
Auric Goldfinger: Go on, Mr. Bond.
James Bond: [thinking] Mr. Ling, the Red Chinese at the factory, he’s a specialist in nuclear fission… but of course! His government’s given you a bomb.
Auric Goldfinger: I prefer to call it an “atomic device.” It’s small, but particularly dirty.
James Bond: Cobalt and iodine?
Auric Goldfinger: Precisely.
James Bond: Well, if you explode it in Fort Knox, the… the entire gold supply of the United States would be radioactive for… fifty-seven years.
Auric Goldfinger: Fifty-eight, to be exact.
James Bond: I apologize, Goldfinger. It’s an inspired deal! They get what they want, economic chaos in the West. And the value of your gold increases many times.
Auric Goldfinger: I conservatively estimate, ten times.
James Bond: Brilliant.


James Bond: Do you expect me to talk?
Auric Goldfinger: No, Mr. Bond. I expect you to die.

[a laser is about to cut Bond in half]
James Bond: I think you made your point. Thank you for the demonstration.
Auric Goldfinger: Choose your next witticism carefully Mr. Bond, it may be your last.

James Bond: Special plane, lunch at the White House… how come?
Felix Leiter: The President wants to thank you personally.
James Bond: Oh, it was nothing, really.
Felix Leiter: I know that, but he doesn’t.
James Bond: I suppose I’ll be able to get a drink there.
Felix Leiter: I told the stewardess liquor for three.
James Bond: Who are the other two?
Felix Leiter: Oh, there are no other two.

Auric Goldfinger: Forgive me, Mr. Bond, but, uh… I must arrange to separate my gold from the late Mr. Solo.
James Bond: As you said, he had a pressing engagement.


[seeing the body of Oddjob who was electrocuted]
Felix Leiter: You okay, James? Where’s your butler friend?
James Bond: He blew a fuse.

[first lines]
Sierra: Congratulations.
James Bond: Thank you.
Sierra: Mr. Ramirez and his friends will be out of business.
James Bond: At least they won’t be using heroin flavored bananas to finance revolutions.


[last lines]
James Bond: Oh, no you don’t.
[Bond grabs Pussy to pull her down as she is waving to a helicopter]
James Bond: This is no time to be rescued.
[Bond kisses Pussy passionately]

James Bond: A martini. Shaken, not stirred.

James Bond: [to Goldfinger, after Oddjob has just decapitated a statue at the golf club] Remarkable… but what does the club secretary have to say?
Auric Goldfinger: Oh, nothing, Mr. Bond… I own the club.

Colonel Smithers: We, here at the Bank of England, Mr. Bond, are the official depository for gold bullion… just as Fort Knox, Kentucky is for the United States. We know, of course, the amounts we each hold, we know the amounts deposited in other banks, and we can estimate what is being held for industrial purposes. This allows our two governments to establish, respectively, the true value of the dollar and the pound. Consequently, we are vitally concerned about unauthorized leakages.
James Bond: I take it you mean smuggling.
Colonel Smithers: Yes. Gold, gentlemen, which can be melted down and recast, is virtually untraceable… making it, unlike diamonds, ideal for smuggling… attracting the biggest and most ingenious criminals.

[to Pussy Galore]
James Bond: We must have a few fast falls together some time.

James Bond: [speaking to a woman when another spy arrives to talk business] Run along now, man talk…


James Bond: You know Operation Grand Slam simply won’t work. And incidentally Delta nerve gas is fatal.
Auric Goldfinger: You are unusually well informed, Mr Bond.

James Bond: Auric Goldfinger. Sounds like a French nail varnish.

James Bond: You’re a woman of many parts, Pussy.

James Bond: [after being met by Pussy Galore, dressed in a casual yet seductive outfit] Well, well, the new Miss Galore. Where do you hide your gold knuckles in that outfit.
Pussy Galore: Oh, I never carry weapons after business hours.
James Bond: None at all?
Pussy Galore: [with a very friendly smile] I’m completely defenseless…
James Bond: [after thoroughly looking her over] … so am I.

Please share other Bond quotes or any other thoughts/memories you have about the film in the comments below.

Thank you for your interest in Sean Connery and Goldfinger.

Post by Chad Elkins. Source: IMDB

From Russia With Love Film Quotes

Sean Connery as James Bond in From Russia With Love (1963)

 


[Moneypenny, M, and other officials are listening to Bond’s taped interview of Tatiana Romanova]
Tatiana: The mechanism is… Oh James, James… Will you make love to me all the time in England?
James Bond: Day and night. Go on about the mechanism.


James Bond: Red wine with fish. Well that should have told me something.
Donald “Red” Grant: You may know the right wines, but you’re the one on your knees. How does it feel old man?


James Bond: Pardon me, do you have a match?
Kerim’s Chauffeur: I use a lighter.
James Bond: Better still.
Kerim’s Chauffeur: Until they go wrong.
James Bond: Exactly.


James Bond: How can a friend be in debt?


Donald “Red” Grant: Is any of the opposition around?
James Bond: Not in any condition to be worried about.


Tatiana: Horrible, horrible woman.
James Bond: Yes, she had her kicks.


[last lines]
Tatiana: [removes ring and hands it to Bond] Here you are. In case you ever need it again.
James Bond: Oh, yes. All government property has to be accounted for. But as I said before, we won’t always be working on the company’s time. Will we?
Tatiana: No
[Tatiana kisses Bond passionately]
Tatiana: James, behave yourself. We are being filmed.
James Bond: Oh, not again.
[Bond pulls a film reel from his pocket and unwinds it]
James Bond: He was right, you know.
Tatiana: What is it?
James Bond: I’ll show you.
[Bond kisses Tatiana and throws the film away]


[Grant has just explained SPECTRE’s plot for Bond]
James Bond: That must have been a pretty sick collection of minds to dream up a plan like that.
Donald ‘Red’ Grant: Wish you could see the headlines, “British agent murders beautiful Russian spy, then commits suicide.”
James Bond: Tell me, which lunatic asylum did they get you out of?
Donald ‘Red’ Grant: [angered] Don’t make it tougher on yourself, Mr. Bond!
[Grant slaps Bond across the face]
Donald ‘Red’ Grant: My orders are to kill you and deliver the Lektor. How I do it is my business. It’ll be slow and painful.


[after shooting down a SPECTRE helicopter]
James Bond: I’d say one of their aircraft is missing.


James Bond: Your clock, is it correct?
Russian Clerk: Always.
James Bond: But of course.
[he walks away, checks his watch, then comes back]
James Bond: Excuse me, you did say your clock was correct?
Russian Clerk: Russian clocks are always…
[the hidden tear-gas bomb explodes]


James Bond: How about a cigarette?
Donald ‘Red’ Grant: Not a chance.
James Bond: I’ll pay for it.
Donald ‘Red’ Grant: What with?
James Bond: Fifty gold sovereigns.


[When the two Gypsy girls are brought out to fight, Vavra addresses the tribe in the Romani Gypsy language]
Kerim Bey: [translating] The women will fight until one of them is dead or surrenders. The winner will marry the man they both love, the loser will be cast out of the tribe, never to return. If both quit, the elders of the tribe will then decide who will marry the chief’s son.
[speaking Romani, Vida lets out a long string of curses, glaring venomously at Zora]
Kerim Bey: She’s saying that…
James Bond: Yes, I think I got it without the subtitles.


Man in a Punt: Great sport, this!
Woman in a Punt: What?
Man in a Punt: I said, it’s great sport, this punting!
[Their punt passes another one beached behind some reeds, where James and Sylvia are making out]
James Bond: I couldn’t agree with him more.
Sylvia Trench: Mmm, I may even give up golf for it.


[on seeing Kerim Bey’s office in shambles]
James Bond: Well… who won?
Kerim Bey: I had visitors. Limpet mine on the wall outside – timed to catch me at my desk. But by good fortune, I was relaxing on the settee for a few moments. The girl left in hysterics.
James Bond: Found your technique too violent?


James Bond: There’s a saying in England: Where there’s smoke, there’s fire.


Tatiana: [trying on dresses] I will wear this one in Picadilly.
James Bond: You won’t. They’ve just passed some new laws there.


James Bond: She should have kept her mouth shut.


James Bond: [in atypical self-effacement] Suppose when she meets me in the flesh I-I don’t come up to expectations?
M: Just see that you do.


James Bond: I hope you’re not… disappointed.
Tatiana: I will tell you… in the morning.


James Bond: You’re one of the most beautiful girls I’ve ever seen.
Tatiana: Thank you, but I think my mouth is too big.
James Bond: No, it’s the right size… for me, that is.


Tatiana: But, there are some English customs that are going to be changed.
James Bond: But of course darling.


Donald “Red” Grant: We were keeping you alive until you could get us the Lektor.
James Bond: So, you had me deliver it on a silver plate? That’s brilliant. Go on, I’m fascinated.
Donald “Red” Grant: Now that we’ve got it, you and the girl are expendable… from here onto Trieste.
James Bond: The girl? Isn’t she working for SPECTRE too?
Donald “Red” Grant: No. She thinks she’s doing it all for Mother Russia. She takes her orders from Colonel Klebb. And so do I.
James Bond: Rosa Klebb? But Colonel Rosa Klebb is a Russian, head of operations for SMERSH.
Donald “Red” Grant: Correction: was. Klebb works for SPECTRE now. The girl doesn’t know that.
James Bond: But why kill her?
Donald “Red” Grant: Orders. That’s only half of it, old man.
[Grant pulls out a roll of 8mm film and an envelope from his suit pocket]
Donald “Red” Grant: Here’s a roll of film. She’ll have this in her handbag. And on you they’ll find this letter. It’s from her, threatening to give the film to the press unless you marry her for helping you steal the Lektor.
James Bond: [confused] What film?
Donald “Red” Grant: [sneers] Taken in the bridal suite at your hotel. Something else the girl didn’t know about… or you.


Tatiana: I think my mouth is too big.
James Bond: I think it’s a very lovely mouth. It’s just the right size – for me anyway!


 

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Dr No Film Quotes

Sean Connery as James Bond in Dr. No (1962)


[Bond admires a huge aquarium. Dr. No enters]
Dr. No: One million dollars, Mr. Bond. You were wondering what it cost.
James Bond: As a matter of fact, I was.
 


Dr. No: The Americans are fools. I offered my services, they refused. So did the East. Now they can both pay for their mistake.
James Bond: World domination. The same old dream. Our asylums are full of people who think they’re Naploeon. Or God.


James Bond: Both hands on the wheel, Mr. Jones, I’m a very nervous passenger.


[James Bond’s first scene, winning a game of chemin-de-fer]
James Bond: I admire your courage, Miss…?
Sylvia Trench: Trench. Sylvia Trench. I admire your luck, Mr…?
James Bond: Bond. James Bond.


[Professor Dent tries to kill Bond, but his gun is out of bullets]
James Bond: That’s a Smith & Wesson, and you’ve had your six.
[shoots Dent twice]


James Bond: Tell me Miss Trench, do you play any other games?


James Bond: Don’t worry. I’m not supposed to be here either.
Honey Ryder: Are you looking for shells too?
James Bond: No, I’m just looking.


Miss Moneypenny: James! Where have you been? I’ve been searching all over London for you.
[Picks up phone]
Miss Moneypenny: 007 is here sir.
[Slaps Bond’s hand away from the papers on her desk]
James Bond: Moneypenny! What gives?
Miss Moneypenny: Me, given an ounce of encouragement. You’ve never taken me to dinner looking like this. You’ve never taken me to dinner…
James Bond: I would, you know. Only “M” would have me court-martialed for… illegal use of government property.
Miss Moneypenny: Flattery will get you nowhere – but don’t stop trying.


Miss Taro: What should I say to an invitation from a strange gentleman?
James Bond: You should say yes.
Miss Taro: [shaking her head] I should say maybe.


Worker: What happened?
James Bond: I think they were on their way to a funeral!


Sylvia Trench: When did you say you had to leave?
James Bond: Immediately… almost immediately


Dr. No: That’s a Dom Perignon ’55, it would be a pity to break it
James Bond: I prefer the ’53 myself…


Dr. No: I’m a member of SPECTRE
James Bond: SPECTRE?
Dr. No: SPECTRE. Special Executive for Counter Intelligence, Terrorism, Revenge, Extortion. The four great cornerstones of power headed by the greatest brains in the world.
James Bond: Correction. Criminal brains!
Dr. No: The successful criminal brain is always superior. It has to be!


Major Boothroyd: [to M, referring to Bond’s Baretta] Nice and light… in a lady’s handbag.
M: Any comment, 007?
James Bond: I disagree, sir. I’ve carried the Baretta for ten years, and I’ve never missed with it.
M: No, but it jameed on you last job, and you spent six months in hospital in consequence. When you carry a 00 number, you have a license to kill, not get killed. Furthermore, since I’ve been head of MI7
[sic – MI6]
M: there’s been a forty percent drop in casualties, and I want to keep it that way. From now on you carry the Walther… unless you’d rather return to standard intelligence duties.
James Bond: No sir,I would not.
M: [to Boothroyd] Show him, Armourer.
Major Boothroyd: [to Bond] Walther PPK, 7.65 millimeter, with a delivery like a brick through a plate-glass window. The American CIA swear by them.


James Bond: Good evening, sir.
M: It happens to be 3 a.m. When do you sleep, 007?
James Bond: Never on the firm’s time, sir.


Dr. No: [to Bond] I had even hoped that there would be a position for you in our organization.
James Bond: I’m honored. Of course, I’d prefer the Revenge department. My first job would be to find out who killed Strangways and Quarrel.


[Showing prisoners Bond and Honey around their cell]
Sister Lily: Don’t hesitate to ring if there’s anything else you want. Anything at all.
James Bond: Two air tickets to London?


[Honey describes how she killed the man who had raped her]
Honey Ryder: I put a black widow spider underneath his mosquito net… a female, they’re the worst. It took him a whole week to die.
[Bond looks shocked]
Honey Ryder: Did I do wrong?
James Bond: Well, it wouldn’t do to make a habit of it.


[last lines]
Felix Leiter: Ahoy, Mr. Bond! Ahoy, Mr. Bond!
James Bond: Well, well. What’s the matter? Do you need help?
[Honey stands up into plain view]
Felix Leiter: Quite sure you don’t.
James Bond: Well, now that you’re here, you’d better give us a tow.
Felix Leiter: Throw us your line.


[Bond pulls up to the front of Government House with a dead man sitting up in the backseat]
James Bond: Sergeant, make sure he doesn’t get away.


James Bond: [to Honey Ryder] I can assure you, my intentions are strictly honorable.


Honey Ryder: Have you any idea what they’ll do with us?
James Bond: No idea. No door handles or windows, either.
Honey Ryder: It’s a prison, then.
James Bond: Mink-lined, with first-class service.


Honey Ryder: How can you eat at a time like this?
James Bond: I’m hungry. We don’t know when we’ll get the chance to eat again. Here, take this.
James Bond: [whispering] Careful. The whole place is probably wired for sound.


James Bond: Now, don’t worry, Quarrel. Everything’s going to be fine.
Quarrel: You say so, Captain. Bottom part of where my belly used to be tells me different.
James Bond: For me, Crab Key’s going to be a gentle relaxation.
Felix Leiter: From what? Dames?
James Bond: No, from being a clay pigeon. 


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Sean Connery Personal Quotes

A collection of personal quotes from Sean Connery on a variety of topics.  These are not from any of his films or TV shows, but some are on topics related to them.

  • I was called Sean long before I was an actor, I had an Irish buddy when I was 12 named Seamus — pronounced Shay-mus. So they nicknamed us Seamus and Shawn and it stuck.
  • I never disliked Bond, as some have thought. Creating a character like that does take a certain craft. It’s simply natural to seek other roles.
  • More than anything else, I’d like to be an old man with a good face, like [Alfred Hitchcock] or [Pablo Picasso].
  • I’ve honestly not been too aware of my age until I went to the doctor for a full check-up. He said I had the heart of a young man – “but you’re not young, you’re 40″.
  • Some age, others mature.
  • [on turning down the role of Gandolf in the first "Lord of the Rings" film] I had never read [J.R.R. Tolkien], and I didn’t understand the script when they sent it to me. Bobbits? Hobbits?
  • I’m an actor – it’s not brain surgery. If I do my job right, people won’t ask for their money back.
  • I have always hated that damn James Bond. I’d like to kill him.
  • I’ve never kept a record of anything. I gave away everything: all the posters, the memorabilia that would have been helpful – and financially rewarding.
  • [on whether he would ever escape being identified as James Bond] It’s with me ’til I go in the box.
  • I care about Bond and what happens to him. You cannot be connected with a character for this long and not have an interest. All the Bond films had their good points.
  • [3/03, about the impending US invasion of Iraq] I don’t know who could be in favor of it, but it can’t be stopped. It is inevitable.
  • I’m fed up with the idiots, the ever-widening gap between people who know how to make movies and those who green-light them. I don’t say they’re all idiots – I’m just saying there’s a lot of them. It would almost need a Mafia-like offer I couldn’t refuse to do another movie.
  • I said I never would [do an autobiography] and then I thought about it and I said, “I’m going to do it”. Then I started. Yeah, and it cost me a stonking amount of money not to do it – because I’d already put the wheels in motion. He [Davies] started to run with the ball with all this stuff. I realized I was going to be spending the best part of my life, and probably the rest of my life, trying to correct these inaccuracies and I can’t be bothered.
  • [on Daniel Craig as the new James Bond] Craig’s a great choice, really interesting – different. He’s a good actor. It’s a completely new departure.
  • I thought Pierce Brosnan was a good choice. I liked GoldenEye (1995). Timothy Dalton never got a handle on the role. He took it seriously in the wrong way. The person who plays Bond has to be dangerous. If there isn’t a sense of threat, you can’t be cool.
  • I think the fact that one’s hair disappeared early made it easier. I never had a “transition problem”. I’ve always played older. I played Harrison Ford‘s father and Dustin Hoffman‘s father. And this year, I’m going to be 65. I’m hardly going to get into a weight program and do “Tarzan”. I could have the best body sculpting in the world, but I’m never going to be James Bond again.
  • What happened was that I had polyps on my vocal cords for about six years. I had them lasered off each time. But then I had a little twinge of a problem while I was doing Rising Sun (1993). I couldn’t get the timbre of my voice right. I couldn’t get the variation and enunciation as comfortable as I wanted. So I went back to the doctor and he suggested radiation. I went for six weeks and didn’t have any side effects or problems. Then I made the announcement that I had done radiation treatment. The publicists said not to do it, that it would set off an explosion. But I thought, “If you do radiation and it’s a success, why not speak about it?”
  • [On The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen (2003)] It was a nightmare. The director should never have been given $185 million.
  • [3/06] I have retired for good. It’s been a bit rough since Christmas but I’m perfectly OK and I feel well. In fact, I’m working on a history book.
  • [on why he resigned the role of James Bond while filming You Only Live Twice (1967)] One of the reasons I stopped doing it was because I got really fed up with the space stuff and special effects. I just found it getting more and more influential in the movies.
  • [during his speech after receiving the AFI Life Achievement award] Though my feet are tired, my heart is not.
  • I had no grand plan. Everyone talks about how they knew the Bond films were going to be a success, but it simply isn’t true.
  • [on turning down the role of Gandalf in The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring (2001)] Yeah, well, I never understood it. I read the book. I read the script. I saw the movie. I still don’t understand it.
  • It is said that a total ban on handguns, including .22s, would take away innocent pleasure from thousands of people. Is that more or less pleasure than watching your child grow up?
  • [on being one of the biggest movie stars in the world] Well, that’s only because of your price. And my current price? Well, ha, that’s nobody’s business but mine.
  • [on _Indiana Jones 4 (2008)_] I am resting from acting – you might say I’m retired. It would take something really considerable to bring me back. Nothing has been discussed but I hear it’s back on.
  • There’s one major difference between James Bond and me. He is able to sort out problems!
  • I never trashed a hotel room or did drugs. I understand if you get caught in a fight, but to take it out on a room that implies some psychiatric disorder. The way I was brought up made me think about the person who has to clean up afterwards.
  • I did smoke pot a few times but nothing else. I would never inject. I’m too fond of the drink. At times I can go two weeks or more without it, but then I’m quite enthusiastic to get back to the taste again.
  • Dealing with this financial stuff was too much for me. It was back to education and I had to learn to understand it all myself.
  • Peter Mandelson, two times thrown out, is now representing Britain in Europe. In the olden times, they would have hung him up by his feet. The decisions in the UK are made by President Tony Blair and a couple of his cooks in the kitchen.
  • I am happy to say that I sued Allied Artists for cosmetic bookkeeping and they’re bankrupt.
  • It reads as though one had made great dramatic decisions, but in fact one didn’t. I certainly had the drive from the beginning, but the targets and ambitions were much, much less.
  • One of the things that strikes me is that no matter how difficult or underprivileged the situation you were living in as a child, it wasn’t considered difficult. I don’t think as children, you are aware of it. You have nothing to compare it to.
  • “The time came for me to retire because of my rather unfortunate last movie . . . The cost to me in terms of frustration and avoiding going to jail for murder cannot have continued.
  • Whenever I’ve tangled with a beautiful spy, have you noticed what invariably happens? Even if I know the girl is a nasty and dangerous little snake, I’ve still had to kiss her first and kill her later.
  • [in 2004] The Scottish media all say, “Oh yeah, he’s a tax exile”. I have paid more tax than the government put together in that Parliament. I still pay full tax when I work in England and the same when I work in America.
  • [on his knighthood being blocked by the Labour government for the second time in 1998] It’s purely political. I have never made any secret of my association, affiliation with the Scottish National Party. I don’t like the turn it’s taken now when they drag up something, which is something from the past about my violence towards women which I have attempted to answer in so many ways. It might have been a stupid comment of mine to say to smack a woman or slap a woman, I think I said, and it was picked up much later by an unmentionable in America who really worked a flanker and presented a show as though I had actually admitted that it was okay to punch women. In fact, in the near future there will be some kind of revelation about quite a lot of that anyway, which I’m not going to go into now.
  • I get asked the question so often, I thought it best to make an announcement. I thought long and hard about it and if anything could have pulled me out of retirement it would have been an Indiana Jones film. I love working with Steven [Steven Spielberg] and George [George Lucas], and it goes without saying that it is an honor to have Harrison [Harrison Ford] as my son. But in the end, retirement is just too damned much fun. I, do however, have one bit of advice for Junior: Demand that the critters be digital, the cliffs be low, and for goodness sake keep that whip by your side at all times in case you need to escape from the stunt coordinator! This is a remarkable cast, and I can only say, “Break a leg, everyone”. I’ll see you on May 22, 2008, at the theater!
  • Bond should be played by an actor 35, 33 years old. I’m too old. Roger’s too old, too! – On A View to a Kill (1985)
  • A silent gesture can convey more in a flash than a minute of spoken dialogue. Unlike most actors, who resist directors cutting their lines, I have spent my whole career filleting mine. There are few directors who have not seen my cuts as improvements. Steven Spielberg paid me the ultimate compliment on Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade (1989) by adopting nine out of ten of my ideas that traded dialogue for added visual interaction.
  • Anyone contemplating a film career could do no better than read Alexander Mackendrick‘s book “On Film-making: An Introduction to the Craft of the Director.”
  • From the earliest days of cinema a fascination with Scottish historical themes fed the appetites of Hollywood. Macabre shockers, or what Robert Louis Stevenson called “regular crawlers”, were especially popular. Not counting numerous shorts, five feature versions of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde (1931) were produced in Hollywood between 1912 and 1941, though none surpassed Fredric March‘s Oscar-winning performance and his menacing facial transformation in Rouben Mamoulian‘s production of 1931.
  • Perhaps I’m not a good actor, but I would be even worse at doing anything else.
  • I realised that a top-class footballer could be over the hill by the age of 30, and I was already 23. I decided to become an actor and it turned out to be one of my more intelligent moves.
  • It’s funny, but the film buffs at UCLA are constantly dissecting Marnie (1964) these days to see how it was done. When it was first released, there was a lot of criticism of Alfred Hitchcock because he used a studio set for the dockside scene. But the backdrop looked just like the port of Bristol – if not Baltimore, where it’s supposed to be at. I adored and enjoyed Hitchcock tremendously. He never lost his patience or composure on the set.
  • It would appear I’m an inspiration for older men. Do I think I’m sexy? I’ve been told I am. I know that I find certain people attractive and they find me attractive and are presumptuous enough to think that’s sexy. I can’t answer for all those fat guys out there in their sixties. Are they more virile? Well, it’s years since I went to bed with a sixtyish balding man. Look, I’m dealing with maturity alright. I’m much more interest in keeping enthusiastic than anything else.
  • The idea of the hair was the iron grew sort of crew cut but something kinda put me off that. I would have looked sort of like Ernest Hemingway with the beard and short hair and it would have looked American. So I went Rod Stewart but shorter. They had another wig but that made me look like Sting. I really couldn’t deal with it. Well, I could deal with it. I changed it. – On The Hunt for Red October (1990)
  • I was going upstairs when I heard my own voice coming from one of the rooms. My grandchildren were watching Goldfinger (1964). So, I sat down with them and watched it for a bit. It was interesting. There was a certain elegance, a certain assurance to it that was quite comforting. There was a leisureliness that made you not want to rush to the next scene. Of course, I also saw things that could have been improved.
  • Timothy Dalton has Shakespearean training but he underestimated the role. The character has to be graceful and move well and have a certain measure of charm as well as be dangerous. Pierce Brosnan is a good actor – he added some new elements to it.
  • I’ve always been told I was either too tall or too short, too Scottish or too Irish, too young, too old.

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Post by Chad Elkins. Source: IMDB