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Quotes for
Polo (Character)
from Casino Royale (1967)

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Casino Royale (1967)
Polo: This is your mother's room. It has not been opened since the day she left here in 1916. You see. Nothing has been touched.
Mata Bond: It's a wild room! Hey, what an enormous bed!
Polo: The German army was very large in those days.

Frau Hoffner: [Mata just arrived at International Mother's Help] Who are you? What do you want?
Mata Bond: I'm here to enroll as a student.
Frau Hoffner: What are you qualifications, hmmmm?
Mata Bond: I am the daughter of Mata Hari.
Polo: Mata Hari!
Frau Hoffner: You are a liar.
Mata Bond: Am I? What about this, then?
[She takes off her coat to reveal a belly-dancing outfit]

Polo: [struggling up the stairs] My battery needs recharging.
Mata Bond: Maybe your head needs examining.
Polo: No, I had that examined last week.

Polo: You're so like your mother, you're driving me insane.
Mata Bond: Well, you haven't got far to go.
Polo: Come to me. Come to me, my little Mata. Come to me. Come!
[He falls off the bed, Mata opens the door]
Mata Bond: About time you were back in your box, innit?
Polo: You must forgive me. I lose control of myself. I'm a mad fool. Mad.
Mata Bond: You want an argument?

Frau Hoffner: The Mata Hari School of Dancing is the only truly international school of espionage in the world.
Polo: In the world.
Frau Hoffner: There is no political prejudice here.
Polo: Prejudice.
Frau Hoffner: We train Russian spies for America.
Polo: America.
Frau Hoffner: And American spies for Russia.
Mata Bond: Very democratic.
Frau Hoffner: *Very* democratic.

Mata Bond: Who is Le Chiffre?
Polo: Nobody knows, not even Le Chiffre.

Polo: You must forgive me, I lose control of myself. I'm a mad fool. Mad.
Mata Bond: You want an argument?
Polo: Remember, forget everything I tell you.
Mata Bond: My lips are sealed.
Polo: Lips! Those lips that...
Mata Bond: Run. Run along, son.