For Your Eyes Only (1981)
James Bond: I love a drive in the country. Don't you...?
Columbo: You may need this.
[returns Bond's pistol to him]
Columbo: I'm a good judge of man. You have what the Greeks call "thrausos" - guts!
James Bond: [points his gun at Columbo] So have you, Mister Columbo.
[Bond and Melina are to be keel-hauled]
Kristatos: [seeing Bond's injury] Bind that wound. We don't want any blood in the water.
Kristatos: [smirks] Not yet!
Kristatos: *You* have shot your last bolt, Miss Havelock!
Kristatos: [to his man] Oh, leave the legs free. They'll make appetizing *bait*.
Bibi: Him? He thinks I'm still a virgin.
James Bond: Yes. Well, you get your clothes on... and I'll buy you an ice cream.
[Bond walks into a Greek Confessional Booth]
James Bond: Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned.
Q: [Removing disguise] That's putting it mildly, 007!
James Bond: The Chinese have a saying; "Before setting off on revenge, you first dig *two* graves"!
Melina: I don't expect you to understand, you're English, but I'm half Greek and Greek women like Elektra always avenge their loved ones!
James Bond: What did Columbo whisper to you at the restaurant?
Countess: That you were a spy, and to find out more about you.
James Bond: And have you?
Countess: Have I *ever*.
Tanner: You were supposed to question Gonzales, not let Miss Havelock perforate him!
James Bond: I quite agree, sir.
Frederick Gray: I'm afraid we have to inform the Prime Minister that Operation Undertow is dead in the water. Why... she'll have our guts for garters!
Tanner: I think we're having a bit of trouble with the line, Madam...
The Prime Minister: [over the phone] Ah, Mr. Bond. I wanted to call you personnally and to say how pleased we all are that your mission was a success. Thank you.
Parrot: Thank you, thank you.
The Prime Minister: Don't thank me, Mr. Bond. Your courage and resourcefulness are a credit to the nation. Denis and I look forward to meeting you. Meanwhile, if there is anything I can do for you...
Parrot: Give us a kiss, give us a kiss.
The Prime Minister: Well, really, Mr. Bond.
Tanner: I think we're having a little trouble with the line, madam.
Frederick Gray: [to Q] You idiot. Get on to him.
Q: 007. 007.
Frederick Gray: Bond! Have you gone mad? What's going on? Bond. Bond! BOND!
Vicar: Mr. Bond, Mr. Bond. I'm so glad I caught you. Your office called. They're sending a helicopter to pick you up. Some sort of emergency.
James Bond: It usually is. Thank you.
Frederick Gray: My God Jack. How deep is the water there?
First Sea Lord: Not deep enough, I'm afraid!
James Bond: You left this with Ferrara, I believe.
[kicks the car, making it fall from the mountain and therefore killing Locque]
James Bond: He had no head for heights.
Kristatos: The odds favour standing *pat*...
James Bond: *If* you play the odds!
James Bond: Courage is no match for an unfriendly shoe, Countess...
[Blofeld dangles from a helicopter]
Blofeld: Put me down! Put me down!
James Bond: Oh, you want to get off?
[Bond drops Blofeld down a giant smokestack]
James Bond: Now, if we could identify that 'someone'...
Tanner: Why don't you try the identigraph?
Frederick Gray: Mmm!
James Bond: Yes, sir.
Tanner: Well get cracking, 007!
Frederick Gray: Mmm!
James Bond: [Bewildered] Minister...
Bibi: That's a laugh. Everyone knows it builds up muscle tone.
James Bond: Well, how about you build up a little more muscle tone by putting on your clothes?
Bibi: Don't you like me?
James Bond: [wearily] Why, I think you're wonderful, Bibi... But I don't think your uncle Aris would approve.
Bibi: [scoffs] Him? He thinks I'm still a virgin.
James Bond: Yes, well...
[to Gen. Gogol, after throwing the ATAC system over a cliff]
James Bond: That's detente, comrade; *You* don't have it, *I* don't have it.
[Gen. Gogol laughs]
James Bond: If I don't report in by tomorrow, not only will my people, but the entire Greek police, will come down on you like a load of bricks.
Columbo: By tomorrow, we'll be good friends. Let us drink to that.
James Bond: I'll wait until tomorrow.
Blofeld: Mr Bond! We can do a deal! I'll buy you a delicatessen! In stainless steel!
Melina: [as Bond begins to open up her light blue robe] For your eyes only, darling...
[her robe falls to the ground, leaving her completely naked]
[to Melinda, who drives the Citroën 2CV]
James Bond: Take the low road!
[Melinda steers to the right and the 2CV hits a curve and literally tips over, ending up on its roof]
James Bond: Not that low!
[Kristatos has just acquired the ATAC]
Erich Kriegler: I'll deliver it to my associates in Moscow and return with the money.
Kristatos: Huh! Like I trust you... the voice of the KGB. Our arrangement was that we meet at a place designated by ME! After they pay, I'll give the transmitter to them.
Kristatos: [to Apostis] It must not be let out of your sight, Apostis.
Erich Kriegler: Nor mine, Herr Kristatos! Where are we going?
Kristatos: We will take the ATAC to St. Cyril's.
Erich Kriegler: St. Cyril's? All right... I'll arrange the pickup.
James Bond: [after she kisses him] Do you ever come up for air?
Bibi: That's why I'll win the gold medal. Breath control.
James Bond: Yes, well... you can't lose!