Roger Moore movie quotes

View Quote [after a motorcycle Rider falls off a cliff to his death] All those feathers and he still can't fly.

View Quote [after Karl Stromberg fires his bolt] You shot your bolt, Stromberg... Now it's my turn.

View Quote [finding Jaws hiding in a closet] He just dropped in for a quick bite.

View Quote [after finding a feathered hat in the cabin, Rosie Carver looks fearful, but Bond tries to console her] Don't worry darling, it's just a hat, belonging to a small-headed man of limited means, who lost a fight with a chicken.

View Quote Mr. Big: [to his men] Is this the stupid mother who tailed you uptown?
James Bond: There seems to be some mistake. My name is...
Mr. Big: Names is for tombstones, baby! Y'all take this honky out and WASTE HIM! NOW!

View Quote Cab driver: You know where you're going?
James Bond: Uptown, I believe?
Cab driver: Uptown? You headed into Harlem, man!
James Bond: Well you just stay on the tail of that jukebox and there's an extra twenty in it for you.
Cab driver: Hey man, for twenty bucks I'd take you to a Ku Klux Klan cookout!

View Quote [after pushing someone into a glass wall, killing them] Play it again, Sam.

View Quote Bond: Good afternoon.
Dr. Goodhead: Can I help you?
Bond: Yes my name is Bond, James Bond. I'm looking for Dr. Goodhead.
Dr. Goodhead: You just found her.
Bond: A woman!
Dr. Goodhead: Your powers of observation do you credit, Mr Bond.

View Quote James Bond: Oh, I suppose you're right. We would be better off working together. Détente?
Dr. Holly Goodhead: Agreed.
James Bond: Understanding?
Goodhead: Possibly.
Bond: Co-operation?
Goodhead: Maybe.
Bond: Trust?
Goodhead: Out of the question.

View Quote [after kicking a car down a cliff] He had no head for heights.

View Quote [while buying flowers after killing a motorcycle rider] Just send them to the funeral, would you?

View Quote [To General Gogol, after throwing the ATAC console off a cliff rather than give it to him] That's détente, comrade. You don't have it, I don't have it!

View Quote [Bond and Vijay's car is being chased by Gobinda and his henchmen.]
Bond: Vijay, we've got company!
Vijay: No problem, this is a company car!

View Quote Bond: You wouldn't have a smaller piece of thread than that wouldn't you, Q? [hands Q his coat] Somebody seems to have stuck a knife in my wallet.
Q: Ah, and they missed you? What a pity!

View Quote Bond: [looking at the tattoo on Magda's back] What is that?
Magda: That's my little octopussy.

View Quote [After Saida's performance, Bond quietly sneaks to her dressing room. He knocks on her door]
Saida: Come in. [fixing her hair when Bond walks in]
James Bond: Good evening. My name is Bond, James Bond. Your dancing is superb and so are you.
Saida: Merci. And you are very handsome.

View Quote Saida: Let us forget the past.
James Bond: Oh, I was hoping you'd say that.
Saida: Are you staying long in Beirut?
James Bond: Depends.
[As Bond and Saida kiss, Bond moves his hand down her belly and try and pluck the bullet from her belly button. But Saida is wise to this and moves his hand away from it and places it on her back. Bond pats it. Then he "accidentally" knocks over one of her lipsticks.]
James Bond: Clumsy me. [As he bends down to pick it up, he begins to kiss her belly. Saida enjoys it.] You really do have a magnificent abdomen.

View Quote [Bond visits a man in Hong Kong who produces the golden bullets like the one he got from Saida]
Lazar: My relationship with a client Mr. Bond is strictly confidential, like a doctor or a priest.
James Bond: Of course, yet you make guns for fingerless hoodlums, bullets for assassins.
Lazar: Mr. Bond, bullets do not kill. It is the finger that pulls the trigger.
Bond: Exactly. [swings a rifle barrel toward Lazar's crotch] I am now aiming precisely at your groin. So speak or forever hold your piece.
Lazar: I have never seen Mr. Scaramanga.
Bond: On a cost-per-bullet basis he must be your best customer.
Lazar: That is true, but unfortunately he seems only to fire them occasionally.
[Bond steadies his aim]
Bond: When was the--uh--last shipment?
Lazar: Mr. Bond, this is impossible! I cannot...
[Bond fires, barely missing Lazar]
Bond: You're quite right....an inch too low. [reloads the rifle; Lazar, badly shaken, runs into a side room and returns with a cigarette pack full of gold bullets]
Lazar: I have just completed an order for immediate delivery.
Bond: Who collects them?
Lazar: I swear I do not know! My instructions are to go to the casino, I am paid, and they vanish!

View Quote Max Zorin: [the morning after Bond sleeps with May Day] You slept well?
James Bond: A little restless but I got off eventually.

View Quote [After surviving the flood in the mines.]
May Day: And I thought that creep loved me!
James Bond: [sees a dead miner's body float by] You're not the only one he double-crossed.

View Quote [James Bond meets with French private detective Achille Aubergine]
Emcee: Ladies and gentlemen, the beautiful Dominique.
[A beautiful woman in a pink leotard sings a song while butterfly puppets surround her]
Achille Aubergine: Perhaps we should add this "butterfly" to our collection, no? [chuckles]
James Bond: Tell me, why do Zorin's horses beat others with far superior bloodlines?
Aubergine: This is a mystery.
Bond: Could he be using drugs?
Aubergine: Nothing showed up in the tests. Later this month, Zorin will hold his annual sale at his stud near Paris. Security is formidable. But the key to this mystery is there. And I, Achille Aubergine, will intend to find it.
[elsewhere in the hall, May Day sets up a butterfly puppet to kill Aubergine by striking him in the neck]