The Spy Who Loved Me (1977)
James Bond: Your time is running out, Stromberg!
Stromberg: Yours too, Mr. Bond. Yours too. And faster than you think.
Major Anya Amasova: The man I loved. He was in Austria 3 weeks ago. Did you kill him?
James Bond: When someone's behind you on skis at 40 miles per hour trying to put a bullet in your back, you don't always have time to remember a face. In our business, Anya, people get killed. We both know that. So did he. It was either him or me. The answer to the question is yes. I did kill him.
Major Anya Amasova: Then, when this mission is over, I will kill you.
[Amasova is telling Bond about survival strategies she learned]
Major Anya Amasova: That it's very important to have a positive mental attitude.
James Bond: Nothing more practical than that?
Major Anya Amasova: Food is also very important.
James Bond: Mm-hmm. What else?
Major Anya Amasova: When necessary, shared bodily warmth.
James Bond: That's the part I like.
James Bond: Which bullet has my name on it? The first or the last?
Major Anya Amasova: I have never failed on a mission, Commander. Any mission.
James Bond: In that case, Major, one of us is bound to end up gravely disappointed, because neither have I.
James Bond: Oh, by the way, thanks for deserting me back there.
Major Anya Amasova: Every woman for herself, remember?
James Bond: Still, you did save my life.
Major Anya Amasova: We all make mistakes, Mr. Bond.
Q: Right. Now pay attention, 007. I want you to take great care of this equipment. There are one or two rather special accessories...
James Bond: Q, have I ever let you down?
James Bond: When one is in Egypt, one should delve deeply into its treasures.
M: Moneypenny, where's 007?
Moneypenny: He's on a mission sir. In Austria.
M: Well, tell him to pull out. Immediately.
[scene cuts to Bond making love to a woman]
[the motorcycle henchmen flies off a cliff in a cloud of feathers]
James Bond: All those feathers and he still can't fly!
James Bond: Then how about a nightcap on the company? My company.
James Bond: Mmm, maybe I misjudged Stromberg. Any man who drinks Dom Perignon '52 can't be all bad.
[Bond and Anya are discovered making love]
General Anatol Gogol: Triple X!
Sir Frederick Gray, Minister of Defence: Bond! What do you think you're doing?
James Bond: Keeping the British end up, sir.
James Bond: [Amasova has just used a Bond car gadget to kill an enemy] How did you know about that?
Major Anya Amasova: I stole the plans to this car two years ago.
Stromberg: Were they the two on the train?
Stromberg: James Bond. And the woman is Major Amasova, a Russian agent. Let them get to shore... and then kill them.
Stromberg: Well gentlemen, now that the moment has come to bid you farewell, I congratulate both you, Doctor, and you, Professor, on your brilliant work in the development of the submarine tracking system. Thanks primarily to you, I am happy to say that the first phase of our operation has met with considerable success. I have instructed my assistant to have paid into your Swiss bank accounts the sum of ten million dollars each.
Prof. Markovitz: Thank you, sir.
Dr. Bechmann: Thank you indeed.
Stromberg: And that, I think, concludes our business. Before you go however, I very much regret to inform you that a dangerous development has recently been brought to my notice. Someone has been attempting to sell the plans of our tracking project to competing world powers; someone intimately associated with the project.
Sheikh Hoseim: What can I offer you? Sheep's eyes? Dates? Vodka martini?
James Bond: The printout transmission unit, can you work it?
Captain Carter: Well sure, but James we've only got three minutes!
Captain Carter: That armour plating must be inches thick. We'll never get through it!
James Bond: Come on, lets go to the armoury.
Captain Carter: The armoury? What do you expect to find there?
James Bond: A nuclear missile!
[Anya trying to shift gears]
James Bond: Can you play any other tune?
[being endlessly pursued by Stromberg's villains]
James Bond: You ever get the feeling that somebody doesn't like you?
HMS Ranger Navigator: Captain wants to keep 500 feet.
Young officer, HMS Ranger: [over PA] Maneuvering, Control. Come in shallow to 500 feet.
Young officer, HMS Ranger: [to crewman] Keep 500 feet
HMS Ranger crewman: Keep 500 feet, sir.
James Bond: [in the Lotus Esprit, just before destroying one of Stromberg's helicopters with a missile] It's time we said goodbye to an uninvited guest.
Major Anya Amasova: Commander James Bond, recruited to the British Secret Service from the Royal Navy. License to kill and has done so on numerous occasions. Many lady friends but married only once. Wife killed...
James Bond: [interrupts her] You've made your point.
Major Anya Amasova: You're sensitive, Mr. Bond?
James Bond: About some things.
James Bond: [Sandor is barely holding onto Bond's necktie while dangling over the roof of a building] Where's Fekkesh?
[Bond knocks Sandor's hand away, he falls to his death]
James Bond: [straightens his tie] What a helpful chap.
James Bond: [after detaining Jaws with a huge magnet] How does that grab you?
James Bond: Where's Anya?
Stromberg: Well, well... a British agent in love with a Russian agent. Détente, indeed.
James Bond: Don't you miss the outside world?
Stromberg: For me, this is all the world. There is beauty... there is ugliness... and there is death.
Stromberg: Within minutes, New York and Moscow will cease to exist.
James Bond: [Bond, posing as a marine biologist, examines a model of Atlantis] An underwater city. Well, everyone needs to have their dreams.
Stromberg: No dream, Mr. Sterling. Soon a reality.
[Stromberg has just dropped his mistress from his elevator into a water tank, the sole occupant of which is a large tiger shark. The shark moves in]
Stromberg: [on loudspeaker] It was you who betrayed me. You had access to all the information. Now you will pay the penalty.
[watches on a screen as the tiger shark moves in to the attack]
[while making love]
Major Anya Amasova: But James, what will our superiors say?
James Bond: They're never going to know.
[after meeting in a bar and guessing each other's secret identities]
James Bond: The lady will have a... Bacardi on the rocks.
Major Anya Amasova: For the gentleman, vodka martini - shaken, not stirred.
James Bond: Touche.
[a camera globe moves through the holding bay, examining the USS Wayne crew]
James Bond: [to Anya] Don't look up. You're on Candid Camera.
Liparus Captain: You're too late, Bond. The submarines are already on station. In four minutes, the missles will be launched.
Captain Carter: [as James is removing the warhead to a nuclear missile] James, are you sure you know what you're doing?
James Bond: Well, there has to be a first time for everything.