License to Kill (1989)
(At the wedding)
Della Leiter: Oh James, would you mind. Felix is still in the study and we've got to cut this cake.
Bond: I'll do anything for a woman with a knife.
(Pam has just been shot by Dario)
Bond: Don't move.
Pam: Relax, it's a bullet proof vest. This kevlar's great.
Bond: You're bloody lucky to be alive.
Pam: It's not luck. It's experience.
Bond: A few inches higher it would have been your head.
Pam: Look, I just saved your life back there. If it wasn't for me your ass would have been nailed to the wall.
Bond: You saved my life?!
Pam: Yes.
Bond: It's a tough business you picked, Miss Bouvier. Leave it to the professionals.
Pam: Look pal. I was an army pilot. I have flown to the toughest hellholes in South America and I will not have you lecturing me about professionalism.
Sanchez: And there are a lot of people with their hands out.
Kwang: In other words... bribery.
Sanchez: Exactly. You took the words right out of my pocket.
(Dario spits at Bond and cuts his ties to make him fall to the grinder)
Dario: Ha! Ha! Ha! You're dead!
Pam: You took the words right out of my mouth.
(Pam shoots Dario and Bond pulls his foot. Dario screams and falls to his death.)
Dario: Aah! Sanchez!
(Dario yells, and is shredded)
Pam: Are you all right?
Bond: Switch the bloody machine off!
Pam Bouvier: Oh god, it's Heller!
(after Heller's corpse comes through a wall impaled on the tines of a forklift truck)
James Bond: Yeah, looks like he came to a dead end.
Goldeneye (1995)
(Just after 006 and 007 enter the room they are about to blow up in the Chemical Weapons Facility)
Bond: It's too easy.
Trevelyan: Half of everything is luck, James.
Bond: And the other half?
(Trevelyan sets off the alarm)
Trevelyan: Fate.
(Bond and Caroline, the evaluator, are taking a ride)
Caroline: I enjoy a spirited ride as well as the next girl, but...
(She's interupted by Bond looking away from her. Xenia drives up beside them)
Caroline: Who's that?
Bond: The next girl.
(The door in the chemical weapons facility explodes open)
Bond: Shut the door Alec, there's a draft!
(And Bond is racing his car against Xenia's Ferarri)
Caroline: James, stop it. Stop it. I know what you're doing.
Bond: Really? What's that, dear?
Caroline: You are just trying to show off the size of your... your...
Bond: Engine?
Caroline: Ego.
Bond: We are having a pleasant drive in the country and you got to bring psychology into it.
Caroline: Well, I was just sent here to evaluate you.
Bond: Yeah, well, let's try and put that behind us, shall we?
Bond: Moneypenny, I'm devastated. Whatever would I do without you?
Monneypenny: As far as I can remember, James, you've never had me.
Bond: Hope springs eternal.
Moneypenny: You know, this sort of behavior could qualify as sexual harassment.
Bond: Really? What's the penalty?
Moneypenny: Someday you have to make good on your innuendos.
(Bond and Tanner in the situation room)
Tanner: Seems like your hunch was right, 007. Too bad the evil queen of numbers wouldn't let you play it.
Bond: (as M approaches from behind Tanner) Ahem! (Tanner groans and turns around)
M: You were saying?
Tanner: No, no, I was just... just...
M: Good. Because if I want sarcasm, Mr. Tanner I'll talk to my children, thank you very much.
Q: Need I remind you, 007, that you have a licence to kill - not to break the traffic laws!
Bond: I wouldn't think of it.
(After a demonstration of the exploding pen on a dummy)
Q: Don't say it!
Bond: The writing's on the wall?
Q: Along with the rest of him!
(Bond picks up a sandwich)
Q: Don't touch that, that's my lunch.
M: If you don't think I have the balls to send a man out to die, your instincts are dead wrong.
(After Ourumov tells him of Bond's escape)
Trevelyan: Good for Bond... bad for you.
Natalya: Do you destroy every vehicle you get into?
Bond: Standard operating procedure. Boys with Toys.
Natalya: Tell me, are there any other standard operating procedures I should be aware of?
Bond: Thousands. But I only pay them lip service.
Trevelyan: Why can't you just be a good boy and die?
Bond: You first.
Trevelyan: For England, James?
Bond: No, for me.
(As Zukovsky hears the click of Bond cocking his gun)
Zukovsky: Walther PPK, 7.65 millimetre. Only three men I know use such a gun. I believe I've killed two of them.
Bond: Lucky me.
Zukovsky: I think not.
Trevelyan: I might as well ask if all those vodka martinis silence the screams of all the men you've killed... or if you've found forgiveness in the arms of all those women, for the ones you failed to protect?
Tomorrow Never Dies (1997)
(Moneypenny has just talked to Bond on the phone about Bond "brushing up on a little Danish" and other such expressions.)
Moneypenny: Don't ask.
M: Don't tell.
Admiral: With all due respect, M, sometimes I don't think you have the balls for this job.
M: Perhaps not. The advantage is, I don't have to think with them all the time.
Q: Your new BMW. Do you need collision coverage?
Bond: Yes.
Q: Fire?
Bond: Probably.
Q: Property destruction?
Bond: Definitely.
Q: Personal injury?
Bond: I hope not, but accidents do happen.
Q: They frequently do with you!
Bond: I always wondered how I would feel when I saw you again.
(Paris slaps him in the face)
Bond: Now I know. Was it something I said?
Paris: How about the words "I'll be right back".
Paris: Tell me James, are you still sleeping with a gun under your pillow?
Carver: There is no news... like bad news.
Carver: The distance between insanity and genius is measured only by success.
Carver: So much for German efficiency.
(After Carver explains Chakra Torture)
Bond: I would have thought watching your TV shows were torture enough.
Carver: Save this one till last. When you remove Mr. Bond's heart...he should have enough time to watch it stop beating.
(Before killing Carver)
Bond:You forgot the first rule of mass media Elliot.....give the people what they want!
The World Is Not Enough (1999)
Renard: One tires of being executed.
James Bond: [in bed with Jones] I was wrong about you.
Dr. Christmas Jones: Yeah, how so?
James Bond: I thought Christmas only comes once a year.
Zukovsky: I'm looking for a submarine. It's big and black, and the driver is a very good friend of mine.
Zukovsky: [sees captain hat] Bring it to me!
Elektra King: [takes hat] What a shame, he's just gone.
(Shoots Zukovsky through the hat)
Renard (to Bond): Welcome to my nuclear family.
Lachaise: So good of you to come see me, Mr Bond, particularly on such short notice.
James Bond: If you can't trust a Swiss banker, what has the world come to?
Dr. Christmas Jones: ... but that the world's greatest terrorist is running around with six kilos of weapons-grade plutonium can't be good. I gotta get it back, or someone's gonna have my ass.
James Bond: First things first.
Elektra King: I could've given you the world.
James Bond: The world is not enough.
Elektra King: Foolish sentiment.
James Bond: Family motto.
(after Q introduces Bond to his successor)
James Bond: If you're Q, does that make him R?
R: Ah yes, the legendary 007 wit. Or at least half of it.
Dr. Christmas Jones: Wait a minute. Are you going to do what I think you're going to do?
James Bond: What do I need to defuse a nuclear bomb?
Dr. Christmas Jones: Me!
James Bond: Constructing business is not my speciality.
M: Quite the opposite, in fact.
Dr. Christmas Jones: What's the story with you and Elektra?
James Bond: We're strictly plutonic!
Dr. Christmas Jones: You wanna put that in English for those of us who don't speak Spy?
Zukovsky: Oh, look. We have no roof, but at least we have four good walls.
(the factory falls apart)
Zukovsky: The insurance company is never going to believe this.
Elektra King: There's no point in living if you can't feel alive.
James Bond: I've always wanted to have Christmas in Turkey.
Jones: Was that a Christmas joke?
James Bond: From me? Never.
Zukovsky: [to Bull] You! Where have you been, you gold encrusted buffoon?
Bull: Sorry, boss, I must have bumped my head.
Zukovsky: Oh, really? Get me out of here. I'll show you what a bumped head feels like.
Q: I've always tried to teach you two things. First: Never let them see you bleed.
James Bond: And the second?
Q: Always have an escape plan. (Q disappears in the floor)
James Bond: Revenge is not hard to fathom for a man who believes in nothing.
James Bond: I need to know who's in charge here.
Dr. Christmas Jones: That would be me. My name is Dr. Christmas Jones. And don't make any jokes, I've heard 'em all.
James Bond: I don't know any doctor jokes.
M: This will not stand. We will not be terrorized by cowards who will murder an innocent man and use us as the tool.
James Bond: What business do you have with Elektra King?
Zukovsky: I thought it was you who was giving her the business.
Elektra King: You don't take "no" for an answer, do you?
James Bond: No.
Elektra King: I hope you know how to ski, then.
James Bond: I came prepared for a cold reception.
Ms. Moneypenny: James! Have you brought me a souvenir from your trip? Chocolate? An engagement ring?
James Bond: I thought you might enjoy one of these.
(gives Ms. Moneypenny a cigar tube)
Ms. Moneypenny: How romantic. I know exactly where to put that.
(throws the cigar tube in the garbage)
James Bond: Oh Moneypenny, the story of our relationship: Close, but no cigar.
Julietta the Cigar Girl: Would you like to check my figures?
James Bond: Oh, I'm sure they're perfectly rounded.
James Bond: Expecting Davidov? He caught a bullet, instead of the plane.
Renard: You can't kill me, I'm already dead.
James Bond: Yeah... not dead enough for me.
James Bond (to Renard): I usually hate killing an unarmed man. Cold-blooded murder is a filthy business.
Renard: No hard feelings, Mr. Bond, but we're even. Soon, you'll feel nothing at all.
Lachaise: I'm giving you the opportunity to walk out with the money, Mr. Bond.
James Bond: I'm giving you the opportunity to walk out with your life.
(helicopter slices Bond's BMW in half)
James Bond: Q's not gonna like this!
(Zukovsky enters his office, sees Christmas Jones)
Zukovsky: Who are you, and how did you get in here? I'm going to call Security... and congratulate them, hehehe. Drink?
(Bond closes the door, aims a gun at Zukovsky)
Zukovsky: Can't you just say hello like a normal person?
(Bond finds Zukovsky, Bull, and two women in the casino office)
Zukovsky: Bull, give them an inch.
(Bull gives each girl an inch-thick stack of cash, and the three of them start to leave)
Zukovsky: And make sure they lose it in this casino, huh?
Bull: I'll see you later, Mr. Bond.
Bond: I see you put the money where the mouth is.
Zukovsky: Mr. Bullion does not trust banks.
James Bond: You would commit suicide for her?
Renard: You forget. I'm already dead.
James Bond: Haven't you heard? So is she.
Terroist: Do you have it? The grease!
James Bond: Of course...
(hands him a bag, he pulls out some sports shoes)
Terrorist: Excellent!
James Bond: She's waiting for you.
Bond: A shadow operation?
M: Remember, 007, shadows always remain in front or behind... never on top.
Elektra (on walkie-talkie): Renard? (To Bond) You wouldn't kill me. You'd miss me.
Renard: Yes, what is it?
Elektra: DIVE! Bond is...
(Bond shoots her)
Bond: I never miss.
