A View to a Kill (1985)
James Bond: Well my dear, I take it you spend quite a lot of time in the saddle.
Jenny Flex: Yes, I love an early morning ride.
James Bond: Well, I'm an early riser myself.
[Zorin is going to kill Bond]
James Bond: My department know I'm here. When I don't report they'll retaliate.
Max Zorin: If you're the best they've got, they're more likely try and cover up your embarrassing incompetence.
James Bond: Don't count on it, Zorin.
Max Zorin: [laughs] Ha ha, you amuse me, Mr. Bond.
James Bond: It's not mutual.
[the morning after Bond sleeps with May Day]
Max Zorin: You slept well?
James Bond: A little restless but I got off eventually.
James Bond: Hello. My name is James St. John Smythe. I'm English.
Stacey Sutton: I never would have guessed.
U.S. Police Captain: You're under arrest.
Stacey Sutton: Wait a minute, this is James Stock of the London Financial times.
James Bond: Well, actually, captain, I'm with the British Secret Service. The name is Bond, James Bond.
U.S. Police Captain: Is he?
Stacey Sutton: Are you?
James Bond: Yes.
U.S. Police Captain: And I'm Dick Tracy and you're still under arrest!
Howe: What have they done?
Max Zorin: You discharged her, so she and her accomplice came here to kill you. Then they set fire to the office, to conceal the crime but they were trapped in the elevator and perished in the flames.
Howe: But that means I would have to be...
Max Zorin: Dead!
Max Zorin: That's rather neat, Don't you think?
James Bond: Brilliant. I'm almost speechless with admiration.
Max Zorin: Intuitive improvisation is the secret of genius.
James Bond: Herr Doktor Mortner would be proud of his creation.
[after dropping the tycoon out of the airship]
Max Zorin: So, anyone else want to drop out?
James Bond: Taxi!
Paris Taxi Driver: No, no, no English!
James Bond: [Pulling him from the car] Out!
Restaurant guest: Qu'est-ce qu'il y a, monsieur?
James Bond: There's a fly in his soup!
Scarpine: He's the outstanding horse of the sales. We expect him to fetch over three million dollars!
James Bond: Oh, sounds quite reasonable!
Tibbett, Sir Godfrey: Another wealthy owner?
James Bond: Who knows? But she certainly bare closer inspection.
Tibbett, Sir Godfrey: We're on a mission.
James Bond: Sir Godfrey, on a mission, I am expected to sacrifice myself!
Max Zorin: For centuries alchemists tried to make gold from base metals. Today, we make microchips from sillicon, which is common sand, but far better than gold. Now, for several years, we had a profitable partnership, you as manufacturers, while I acquired and passed on to you industrial information that made you competitive, succesful. We are now on the unique position to form an international cartel to control not only production, but distribution of these microchips. There is one obstacle - Sillicon Valley in San Francisco.
M: You have exactly 35 minutes to get properly dressed, 007.
[Bond checks the tie on his suit]
Scarpine: It's time to flood the fault.
Bob Conley: But May Day and my men!
Max Zorin: Yes. A convenient coincidence.
Bob Conley: Mr. Zorin, those men are LOYAL to you!
[Scarpine knocks him out]
[Bond is dangling from an unlocked fire engine ladder]
James Bond: Turn!
James Bond: Not this way! That way!
Kimberley Jones: I thought you'd never get back.
James Bond: Well, there was a heck of a crowd on the piste!
May Day: [on being betrayed by Zorin] ... And I thought that creep loved me!
[Bond is released from jail in Paris for violating the Napoleonic Code]
M: [to Bond] May I remind you that this operation was to be conducted discreetly. All it took was six million Francs in damages and penalties for violating most of the Napoleonic Code.
James Bond: Well, under the circumstances, sir, I thought it MORE IMPORTANT to identify the assassin.
M: What did you learn from Aubergine before his untimely demise?
James Bond: [to M] Well, only that Zorin is having a thoroughbred sale at his stud not far from here. I think I should be there.
James Bond: Can you help me with that, Sir Godfrey?
Sir Godfrey Tibbett: It may be possible to arrange an invitation. It's a bit short notice, but I might just be able to squeeze you in, Bond.
James Bond: [to Tibbett] Thank you, sir.
[Bond is in the shower with Stacey and Q is using Snooper to spy on them]
Q: 007 alive.
M: Where is he? What's he doing?
Q: Just cleaning up a few details.
Stacey Sutton: Oh, James!
[May Day walks into her room and finds Bond naked in her bed]
James Bond: May Day, where have you been? I've been waiting for you... to take care of me, personally.
[Zorin nods to May Day, and she enters silently in the room]
James Bond: I see you're a woman of very few words.
May Day: What's there to say?
Mine Foreman: [sees Bond disguised as a fireman] Where's the fire?
James Bond: [American accent] In your rear end!
Max Zorin: You lost, 007.
James Bond: [after looking at Tibbett's body] Killing Tibbett was a mistake.
Max Zorin: Then I'm about to make that same mistake twice.
[Bond is gettting ready to have a horse race with Zorin]
James Bond: And what if I'm thrown?
Max Zorin: Then you lose.
James Bond: I take it you ride.
Max Zorin: I'm happiest in the saddle.
James Bond: A fellow sportsman. So, what about fishing? Fly-casting?
Max Zorin: [realizes he's been trapped] I'm neglecting my other guests. Enjoy yourself, you'll find the young ladies stimulating company.
Pola Ivanova: In my dressing room, later, did you know I was an agent with orders to seduce you?
James Bond: Why do you think I sent you three dozen RED roses...?
U.S. Police Captain: [as he's chasing Bond and Stacey] Captain to all units: Intercept murder suspect in a stolen fire truck. He MAY be armed... and he's SURE dangerous!
Pola Ivanova: Long time no see, James...!
Pola Ivanova: ... Oh, you haven't changed a bit!
James Bond: Well, YOU have. You're even LOVELIER.
[Bond and Aubergine are discussing the use of steriods in Zorin's horses]
James Bond: Tell me, why do Zorin's horses beat others with far superior bloodlines?
Aubergine: This is a mystery.
James Bond: Could he be using drugs?
Aubergine: Nothing showed up in the tests.
[a mystery person is seen entering the room]
Aubergine: Later this month, Zorin will hold his annual sales at his stud near Paris. Security is formidable.
[the mystery person attacks another person dressed in black. The butterflies in the room go stir crazy]
Aubergine: But the key to this mystery is there. And I, Achille Aubergine, will intend to find it.
[We get a good look at the eyes of the mystery person. Aubergine is suddenly stabbed in the cheek with a hook and his head falls to the table]
General Anatol Gogol: [Bond has just received the Order of Lenin from General Gogol] The order of Lenin, for Comrade Bond. The first ever non-Soviet citizen to receive this award.
M: I'd thought the KGB would have celebrated if Silicon Valley had been destroyed.
General Anatol Gogol: On the contrary, Admiral, where would Russian research be without it?
[At Stacey Sutton's home, Bond cooks dinner; pulls out a excellent quiche from the oven]
James Bond: Et voilà. Quiche des Cabinet.
Stacey Sutton: Sounds interesting. Mmm. What is it?
James Bond: An omelet.
James Bond: Now, you were telling me about your grandfather.
Stacey Sutton: He left Sutton Oil to Dad, who expected me, as the only child, to take it over someday. So, at college, I studied geology.
James Bond: And then what happened?
Stacey Sutton: Zorin. He took ober Sutton Oil on a rigged proxy fight. I fought him in the courts. It's taken everything I had: All the cash, all the furniture, everything. So I took this job as state geologist. And I've just managed to hold on to this house and-and my shares.
James Bond: Well, that's what the $5 million were for, your shares?
Stacey Sutton: Ten time more than they're worth. Just, uh...
[grabs the check]
Stacey Sutton: just drop the lawsuit and shut my mouth. I haven't accepted yet.
James Bond: So Zorin sent along his gorillas to help you make up your mind.
Stacey Sutton: They have.
[tears up the check; sighs]
Stacey Sutton: I'd sell everything and live in a tent before I give up.