Renard: One tires of being executed.

Bond: [to Christmas Jones] 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!

Bond: Construction's not exactly my specialty.
M: Quite the opposite, in fact.

Renard: Welcome to my nuclear family.

Bond: If you can't trust a Swiss banker, then what's the world coming to?

Renard: [to M] Since you sent your man to kill me, I've been watching time tick slowly away, marching toward my own death. Now you can have the same pleasure. Watch these hands, M. By noon tomorrow... your time is up. And I guarantee you, I will not miss.

Jones: I gotta get it back, or someone's gonna have my ass.
Bond: First things first.

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

Lachaise: I am merely the middleman. I'm just returning the money to its rightful owner.
Bond: And we know how difficult that can be for a Swiss banker.

Bond: If you're Q, does that make him R?
R: Ah yes, the legendary 007 wit, or at least half of it.

Bond: What do I need to defuse a nuclear bomb?
Jones: Me.

Bond: I never miss.

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

Jones: I could've stopped that bomb. You almost killed us!
Bond: I did kill us. She thinks we're dead and she thinks she got away with it.
Jones: Do you want to put that in English for those of us who don't speak Spy?

[The caviar factory has just been cut up and blown apart.]
Zukovsky: The insurance company is NEVER going to believe this!

Dr. Molly: It's moving through the medulla oblongata, killing off his senses. Touch, smell, he feels no pain... He can push himself harder, longer than any normal man. The bullet will kill him, but he'll grow stronger every day until the day he dies.

Tanner: Victor Zokas, aka...
M: Renard, the anarchist.
Tanner: He was operating in Moscow in 1996. Pyongyang, North Korea, before that. And he's been spotted in Afghanistan, Bosnia, Iraq, Iran, Beirut and Cambodia.

Zukovsky: Can't you just say "hello" like a normal person?

Zukovsky: [to Bull] Get me out of here and I'll show you a bump on the head!

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.

M: We will not be terrorised by cowards who would murder, and use us as the tool. We'll find these people. We'll follow them to the farthest ends of the earth if needs be and we will bring them to justice.

Elektra: Have you ever lost a loved one, Mr Bond?

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

Bond: Miss...?
Jones: Doctor... Jones. Christmas Jones. And don't make any jokes. I've heard them all.
Bond: I don't know any doctor jokes.

Bond: You'll be safe here.
Elektra: I don't want to be safe.
Bond: I'll be back soon.
Elektra: And who's afraid now, Mr Bond?

Renard: How sad, to be threatened by a man who can't grasp what he's involved in.

Bond: I thought you might enjoy one of these.
[gives Ms. Moneypenny a cigar]
Ms. Moneypenny: How romantic. I know exactly where to put that.
[throws the cigar in the garbage]
Bond: Oh Moneypenny, the story of our relationship: close, but no cigar.

Zukovsky: I'm a slave to the free-market economy.

Q: Oh, pipe down, 007.
Bond: Was it something I said?
Q: No. Something you destroyed. My fishing boat. For my retirement. Away from you!

Ms. Moneypenny: James! Have you brought me a souvenir from your trip? Chocolates? An engagement ring?

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

Bond: I usually hate killing an unarmed man. Cold-blooded murder is a filthy business.

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

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

[A helicopter slices Bond's BMW in half]
Bond: Q's not gonna like this!

Bond: Call him off! I won't say it again - call him off! Call him off!

[Zukovsky enters his office, sees Christmas Jones]
Zukovsky: How did you get in here? I'm going to call Security... and congratulate them!

[Bond finds Zukovsky, Bull, and two women in the casino office.]
Zukovsky: Bull, give them an inch.
[Bull gives each girl an inch-thick stack of cash, and the three of them start to leave.]
Zukovsky: And make sure they lose it in this casino, huh?
Bull: See you later, Mr. Bond.
Bond: I see he puts his money where his mouth is.
Zukovsky: Mr. Bullion does not trust banks.

Bond: [being tortured] One... last... screw.

Renard: [to Bond of Elektra] She's beautiful, isn't she? You should have had her before, when she was innocent. How does it feel to know I broke her in for you?

R: [excusing his display of Bond's after-hours activities] Must be a premature form of the millennium bug.