Robert Shaw credited as playing...
Grant
- James Bond: Red wine with fish. Well, that should have told me something.
- Donald "Red" Grant: You may know the right wines, but you're the one on your knees. How does it feel old man?
- [pointing a gun at Bond]
- Donald "Red" Grant: The first one won't kill you; not the second, not even the third... not till you crawl over here and you KISS MY FOOT!
- [refering to the irriating catchphrase Grant keeps repeating]
- James Bond: "Old man?" Is that what you chaps in SMERSH call each other?
- Donald "Red" Grant: SMERSH?
- James Bond: [after a pause] Of course... SPECTRE. And it wasn't a Russian show at all. You've been playing us off against each other, haven't you? And it was SPECTRE who killed the Russian agent in the mosque. You?
- Donald "Red" Grant: [quietly] Uh-huh.
- James Bond: Kerim and the other man?
- Donald "Red" Grant: Uh-huh.
- James Bond: And Nash?
- Donald "Red" Grant: Oh, I don't mind talking. I get a kick out of watching the great James Bond find out what a bloody fool he's been making of himself. We're pros, Mr. Bond. We sweated your recognition code out of one of your men in Tokyo... before he died. I've been keeping tabs on you. I've been your guardian angel. Saved your life at the Gypsy camp.
- [there is a short pause as Bond thinks back and remembers]
- James Bond: Oh, yes. I'm much obliged.
- Donald "Red" Grant: Is any of the opposition around?
- James Bond: Not in any condition to be worried about.
- Donald "Red" Grant: We were keeping you alive until you could get us the Lektor.
- James Bond: So, you had me deliver it on a silver plate? That's brilliant. Go on, I'm fascinated.
- Donald "Red" Grant: Now that we've got it, you and the girl are expendable... from here onto Trieste.
- James Bond: The girl? Isn't she working for SPECTRE too?
- Donald "Red" Grant: No. She thinks she's doing it all for Mother Russia. She takes her orders from Colonel Klebb. And so do I.
- James Bond: Rosa Klebb? But Colonel Rosa Klebb is a Russian, head of operations for SMERSH.
- Donald "Red" Grant: Correction: was. Klebb works for SPECTRE now. The girl doesn't know that.
- James Bond: But why kill her?
- Donald "Red" Grant: Orders. That's only half of it, old man.
- [Grant pulls out a roll of 8mm film and an envelope from his suit pocket]
- Donald "Red" Grant: Here's a roll of film. She'll have this in her handbag. And on you they'll find this letter. It's from her, threatening to give the film to the press unless you marry her for helping you steal the Lektor.
- James Bond: [confused] What film?
- Donald "Red" Grant: [sneers] Taken in the bridal suite at your hotel. Something else the girl didn't know about... or you.
- James Bond: How about a cigarette?
- Donald 'Red' Grant: Not a chance.
- James Bond: I'll pay for it.
- Donald 'Red' Grant: What with?
- James Bond: Fifty gold sovereigns.