Quotes - On Her Majesty's Secret Service
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James Bond: There's something formal about the point of a pistol.
James Bond: He had a lot of guts.
Tracy: You're hurting me.
James Bond: I thought that was the idea for tonight.
James Bond: We have all the time in the world.
Tracy: Think about me as the woman you've just brought.
Tracy: Do you always arm yourself for a rendezvous?
James Bond: Occasionally, I seem to be accident-prone.
Tracy: Mr. Bond and I have already met.
James Bond: But each time is a renewed pleasure. Madam always makes one feel so welcome.
Blofeld: In a few hours, the United Nations
will receive our yuletide greetings - the information that
I now possess the scientific means to control, or to destroy,
the economy of the whole word. |
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Sir Hillary Bray: Arms of Sir Thomas Bond. Baronet
of Peckham. Died 1734. Argent on a chevron sable. Three bezants.
Good motto, eh? "The world is not enough."
Tracy: "Thy dawn, O Master of the World, thy dawn. For thee the sunlight creeps across the law. For thee the ships are drawn down to the waves. For thee the market throng with myriad slaves. For thee the hammer on the anvil rings. For thee the poet of beguilement sings."
James Bond: Sir, I have the honor to request that you will accept my resignation effective forthwith.
Moneypenny: Resignation from what?
James Bond: Her Majesty's Secret Service, and kindly present
it to that monument in there.
James Bond: Maybe he didn't see me.
Tracy: I wouldn't go banco on that.
[having stopped for shelter in a barn]
James Bond: Sorry about the accommodation, Contessa.
Tracy: We should have rung ahead and booked.
Tracy: Why do you persist in rescuing me, Mr. Bond?
Blofeld: Respectable Baronets from the College of heralds do not seduce female patients in clinics.
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James Bond: It's becoming quite a habit, isn't it, Contessa Teresa?
Tracy: Teresa was a Saint; people call me Tracy.
Draco: Do not kill me Mr. Bond, at least not until we've had a drink. Then if you wish, I will give you another chance. I'm Draco, of Draco Construction.
Blofeld: To begin with, I was born without
earlobes, a well-known congenital distention of Bleuchamp
ancestry - like the Hapsburg lip of the hawk-nose of the
Medicis.
James Bond: You are a picture yourself, and twice as lovely in the firelight.
James Bond: I love you, I know I will never find another girl like you. Will you marry me?
James Bond: Now when we authorize a coat
of arms it can contain all sorts of funny things. Crescent
moons, portcullises, beasts, couchant and rampant, bars,
bezants...
Irish patient: Please, what is bezant?
James Bond: Gold balls. I've brought a book on the subject with me. There's a picture of my own coat of arms, which includes four of them.
Moneypenny: Heartless brute, letting me pine away without even a postcard.
James Bond: Pine no more! Cocktails at my place; eight-ish; just the two of us.
James Bond: Unusually small for a Nymphalis
pholychloris.
M: I wasn't aware that your expertise included lepidoptery. |
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Q: I've been saying for years, Sir, that our
special equipment is obsolete. And now, computer analysis reveals
an entirely new approach: miniaturization. For instance, radioactive
lint. Well, placed in an opponent's pockets, the antipersonnel
and location fix seems fairly obvious.
M: What we want is a location fix on 007.
James Bond: This never happened to the other fella.
Draco: But today is the thirteenth, Commander Bond.
James Bond: I'm superstitious.
Draco: She likes you, I can see it.
James Bond: You must give me the name of your oculist.
Blofeld: Our great breakthrough since last summer has been the confection of a certain virus omega. Total infertility, in plants and animals.
Draco: What she needs is a man... to dominate her. A man to make love to her enough to make her love him.
James Bond: He's branched off.
Blofeld: I've taught you to love chickens, to love their
flesh, their voice.
Blofeld: I have been training my own special "angels
of death"
Blofeld: Merry Christmas, 007. |
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Blofeld: What were all the world's charms to mighty Paris when he found that first dawn in the arms of his Helen?
Q: Look, James, I know that we haven't always exactly seen... well, anyway, don't forget, if there's anything you ever need...
James Bond: Thank you, Q, but this time I've got the gadgets and I know how to use them.
James Bond: It's all right. It's quite all right,
really. She's having a rest. We'll be going on soon. There's
no hurry, you see. We have all the time in the world.
