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.
[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.
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.
Fiona: [after Bond finds her in the bathtub in his hotel room] Since you're here, would you mind giving me something to put on?
[Bond casually hands Fiona her shoes]
[after shooting Vargas with a spear gun]
James Bond: I think he got the point.
[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!
Emilio Largo: Of course. Vargas does not drink... does not smoke... does not make love. What do you do, Vargas?
[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!
[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.
Q: It is to be handled with special care!
James Bond: Everything you give me...
Q: ...is treated with equal contempt. Yes, I know.
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.
[after leaving an Irrigation Therapy Room]
Bond: See you later, irrigator.
Q: Try to be a little less than your frivolous self, 007.
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.
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]
Emilio Largo: [threatening Domino with a cigarette and ice cubes] This for heat, these for cold, applied scientifically and slowly.
Miss Moneypenny: James, how else will you recognize her?
James Bond: Can't miss. She has two moles on her left thigh.
[after strapping Bond to the motorized traction table]
Pat Fearing: There, first time I've felt safe all day.
[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.
Ernst Stavro Blofeld: SPECTRE is a dedicated fraternity whose strength lies in the absolute integrity of its members.
James Bond: [donning the underwater jet pack] ... and the kitchen sink.
Felix Leiter: On you, anything looks good.
Emilio Largo: Every man has his passion - mine is fishing. What is yours, Mr. Bond?
Bond: Well... I'm not what you'd call a passionate man.
[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...
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. Let's see what it does for the cards.
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.
Madame LaPorte: You sound disappointed you did not kill him yourself.
Bond: I am. Jacques Bouvar murdered two of my colleagues.
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!
Emilio Largo: Like your friend you've been a little too clever, and now you are caught!
M: [Loud and firm as Bond, who is late, is the last agent to take a seat in the conference room] Now that we're ALL here...
Foreign Secretary: Well, we have exactly 14 hours and 50 minutes - and then I suppose we shall have to pay up and look as happy as we can - shan't we?
Bond: [Talking on the phone] Moneypenny, next time I see you, I'll put you across my knee.
Miss Moneypenny: On yogurt and lemon juice? Ha-ha. I can hardly wait!
Pat Fearing: Take off your bath robe, please.
Bond: You never say that as if you meant it.
Pat Fearing: Arms above your head, please.
[Bond makes a pass]
Pat Fearing: Behave yourself, Mr. Bond!
Pat Fearing: You better come along with with me. Spend a few minutes in the steam room. That will help to relax you.
Pat Fearing: Might even shrink you back to size.
Pat Fearing: You wouldn't tell Doctor Wade? Please, I'd lose my job.
Bond: Well, I, I suppose my silence could have a price.
Pat Fearing: You don't mean - oh, no.
Bond: Oh, yes!
M: You may now open the folders in front of you. Code name: Thunderball. As you can see, we have very little to go on. All the members of the crew had top security clearance. You'll find their photographs and service records in your files. You'll be working with NATO, CIA and all allied intelligence units. Well, that's all - until you've discussed your individual assignments with me.
Miss Moneypenny: [Looking at a photograph] A smashing figure! I don't suppose that has anything to do with your request.
Bond: Was there ever a man more misunderstood.
Miss Moneypenny: Now, James, you can't pull the wool over my eyes. You may be able to con the old man, but, I know better.
Bond: I've been admiring your form.
Domino: Have you now? You're name's James Bond and you've been admiring my form?
Bond: Most girls just paddle around. You swim like a man.
Domino: So do you.
Bond: Have some of my conch chowder.
Domino: You've been reading the wrong books, Mr. Bond.
Bond: About conch chowder?
Domino: About being an aphrodisiac.
Bond: Well, it just so happens that I like conch chowder.
Emilio Largo: Someone has to lose.
Bond: Yes, I thought I saw a spectre at your shoulder.
Emilio Largo: What do you mean?
Bond: The spectre of defeat. That your luck was due to change.
Emilio Largo: We'll soon find out.
Bond: [Ordering at Cafe Martinique] Beluga caviar, Dom Perignon '55.
Bond: I understand you're Mr. Largo's niece?
Domino: Sounds better than - what would you say? Mistress? Kept woman?
Q: Ah, 007.
Bond: [Sarcastically] What a wonderful surprise.
Q: Well, for me too. I must say, I find this business of equipping you in the field, on the run, as it were, highly irregular. Here we have a geiger counter...
Fiona: You would like Bond dead.
Emilio Largo: I can think of no better arrangement.
Fiona: Is it because he tries to make love to your woman?
Emilio Largo: Because he is Bond and is an enemy of SPECTRE - he should be killed.
Fiona: Do you like wild things, Mr. Bond, James Bond?
Bond: Wild? You should be locked up in a cage.
Fiona: Mmm. I mean this bed feels like a cage. All these bars. Do you think I'll be - safe?
Fiona: [to Bond after a lovemaking session] You made a shocking mess out of my hair, you sadistic brute. Will you zip me up, please?