Bond quotes from Casino Royale (2006)

Bond

Ow.

Bond

You represent the Treasury.

Bond

I'm sorry. That last hand... nearly killed me.

Bond

M really doesn't mind you earning a little money on the side, Dryden. She'd just prefer if it weren't selling secrets.

If the theatrics are supposed to scare me, you have the wrong man, Bond. If M was so sure I was bent, she'd have sent a 00. Benefits of being Section Chief. I'd know of anyone being promoted to 00 status, wouldn't I? Your file shows no kills. And it takes--

Bond

Two.

Shame. We barely got to know each other. [pulls the trigger, but nothing happens.]

Bond

I know where you keep your gun. I suppose that's something.

True. How did he die?

Bond

Your contact? Not well.

Made you feel it, did he? Well...you needn't worry. The second is--

Bond

Yes. Considerably.

M

You've got a bloody cheek.

Bond

Sorry. I'll shoot the camera first next time.

M

Or yourself. You stormed into an embassy. You violated the only absolutely inviolate rule of international relationships, and why? So you could kill a nobody. We wanted to question him, not to kill him! [Angrily throws down a newspaper headlined MI6 KILLS UNARMED PRISONER onto a table in front of Bond] For God's sake, you're supposed to display some kind of judgment.

Bond

I did. I thought one less bomb maker in the world would be a good thing.

M

Exactly. One bomb maker. We're trying to figure out how an entire network of terrorist groups is financed and you give us one bomb maker. Hardly the big picture, wouldn't you say? The man isn't even a true believer; he's a gun for hire. And thanks to your overdeveloped trigger finger, we have no idea who hired him, or why. And how the hell did you find out where I lived?

Bond

Same way I found out your name. I thought "M" was a randomly assigned letter. I had no idea it stood for--

M

Utter one more syllable, and I'll have you killed. [Bond remains silent in agreement] I knew it was too early to promote you.

Bond

Well, I understand 00's have a very short life expectancy, so your mistake will be short-lived.

M

Bond, this may be too much for a blunt instrument to understand, but arrogance and self-awareness seldom go hand-in-hand.

Bond

So you want me to be half monk, half hit-man?

M

Any thug can kill. I want you to take your ego out of the equation, and to judge the situation dispassionately. I need to know that I can trust you, and that you know who to trust...and since I don't know that, I need you out of my sight. Go and stick your head in the sand somewhere and think about your future, because these bastards want your head. And I'm seriously considering feeding you to them. [Bond heads for the elevator] And Bond...don't ever break into my house again.

Bond

Ma'am.

Vesper Lynd

I'm the money.

James Bond

Every penny of it.

Vesper

The Treasury has agreed to stake you in the game.

Bond

Vesper? I do hope you gave your parents hell for that.

Vesper

So, you're telling me it's a matter of probability and odds? I was worried there wasn't chance involved.

Bond

Well, only if you assume the player with the best hand wins.

Vesper

So there will be what you call bluffing?
'Bond: [smiles] You've heard the term? [Vesper smiles back] Then you'll know that in poker you never play your hand...you play the man across from you.

Vesper

And you're good at reading people?

Bond

Yes I am. Which is why I've been able to detect an undercurrent of sarcasm in your voice.

Vesper

I'm now assured our money is in good hands.

Bond

You don't think this is a very good plan, do you?

Vesper

So there is a plan? I got the impression we were risking millions of dollars and hundreds of lives on a game of luck. What else can you surmise, Mr. Bond?

Bond

About you, Miss Lynd? Well, your beauty's a problem. You worry you won't be taken seriously.

Vesper

Which one can say of any attractive woman with half a brain.

Bond

True, but this one overcompensates by wearing slightly masculine clothing. Being more aggressive than her female colleagues. Which gives her a somewhat prickly demeanor, and ironically enough, makes it less likely for her to be accepted and promoted by her male superiors, who mistake her insecurities for arrogance. Now, I'd have normally gone with "only child," but, umm, you see, by the way you ignored the quip about your parents…I'm going to have to go with "orphan."

Vesper

All right…by the cut of your suit, you went to Oxford or wherever. Naturally you think human beings dress like that. But you wear it with such disdain, my guess is you didn't come from money, and your school friends never let you forget it. Which means that you were at that school by the grace of someone else's charity; hence that chip on your shoulder. And since your first thought about me ran to "orphan," that's what I'd say you are.

Vesper

Oh, you are? I like this poker thing. And that makes perfect sense! Since MI6 looks for maladjusted young men, who give little thought to sacrificing others in order to protect queen and country. You know… former SAS types with easy smiles and expensive watches. [she glances at his wrist] Rolex?

Bond

Omega.

Vesper

Beautiful. Now, having just met you, I wouldn't go as far as calling you a cold-hearted bastard…

Bond

No, of course not.

Vesper

But it wouldn't be a stretch to imagine. You think of women as disposable pleasures rather than meaningful pursuits. So, as charming as you are, Mr. Bond, I will be keeping my eye on our government's money and off your perfectly formed arse.

Bond

You noticed.

Vesper

Even accountants have imagination. How was your lamb?

Bond

Skewered. One sympathises.

Vesper

Good evening, Mr. Bond.

Bond

Good evening, Miss Lynd.

Bond

We've been involved for quite a long while, hence the shared suite.

Vesper

But my family is strict Roman Catholic, so for appearance's sake, it'll be a two-bedroom suite.

Bond

I do hate it when religion comes between us.

Vesper

Religion and a locked door. Am I going to have a problem with you, Bond?

Bond

Don't worry. You're not my type.

Vesper

Smart?

Bond

Single.

Vesper

Something you expect me to wear?

Bond

When you walk in and kiss me wearing that, the other players will be thinking of your neckline rather than their cards. Do you think you could do that for me?

Vesper

I'll do my best.

Bond

Thank you.

Bond

I have a dinner jacket.

Vesper

There are dinner jackets and dinner jackets; this is the latter. And I need you looking like a man who belongs at that table.

Bond

How?… It's tailored.

Vesper

I sized you up the moment we met.

Bond

Dry martini.

Oui, monsieur.

Bond

Wait. Three measures of Gordon's gin, one of vodka, half a measure of Kina Lillet. Shake it over ice and add a thin slice of lemon peel.

Yes, sir.

You know, I'll have one of those.

So will I.

Yes, sir.

My friend, bring me one as well. Keep the fruit.

Le Chiffre

That's it? Hmm? Anyone want to play poker now?

Someone's in a hurry.

Le Chiffre

You've changed your shirt, Mr. Bond. I hope our little game isn't causing you to perspire.

Bond

A little. But I won't consider myself to be really in trouble until I start weeping blood.

Bond

Vodka martini.

Shaken or stirred?

Bond

Do I look like I give a damn?

I should have introduced myself, seeing as we're related. Felix Leiter, a brother from Langley. [sees the knife in Bond's hand] You should have faith. As long as you keep your head about you, I think you have him.

Bond

Had. Excuse me.

You're not buying in?

Bond

No.

Listen, I'm bleeding chips. I'm not going to last much longer. You have a better chance. I'll stake you. I'm saying I'll give you the money to keep going. Just one thing: you pull it off, the CIA bring him in.

Bond

What about the winnings?

Does it look like we need the money?

Bond

You know, I think I'll call that a "Vesper."

Vesper Lynd

Because of the bitter aftertaste?

Bond

No. Because once you've tasted it, it's all you want to drink. [Vesper laughs] I thought it was a quite a good line.

Vesper

It was a very good line.

Bond

But you're laughing at it.

Vesper

Not so much it, as you.

Bond

Oh, well, that's fine, then. [pauses and looks at Vesper's necklace] I've figured out what that is. It's an Algerian Love Knot.

Vesper

Really? I just thought it was something pretty.

Bond

No you didn't. Someone gave that to you. [pause] He's a very lucky man.

Vesper Lynd

It doesn't bother you, killing those people?

Bond

I wouldn't be very good at my job if it did.

Vesper

I don't believe you. You've got a choice, you know. Just because you've done something doesn't mean you have to keep doing it.

Bond

Why is it that people who can't take advice always insist on giving it?

Vesper

You think I can't take my own advice?

Bond

I think something is driving you. And I don't think I'll ever find out what that is.

Le Chiffre

Miss Lynd will give me the account number, if she hasn't already, so all I need from you is the password.
[Bond glares icily at Le Chiffre.] [sternly] The password, please.

Bond

I've got a little itch…down there. Would you mind?

Bond

No! No! No! No…TO THE RIGHT, TO THE RIGHT, TO THE RIGHT!

Le Chiffre

You are a funny man, Mr. Bond. [lashes him again]

Bond

Yes, yes, yes! [starts laughing maniacally] Now the whole world's gonna know that you died scratching my balls!

Le Chiffre

I died? I died?

Bond

Yes, because no matter what you do, I'm not going to give you the password, which means your clients are going to hunt you down and cut you into little pieces of meat while you're still breathing! Because if you kill me, there'll be nowhere left to hide.

Le Chiffre

Oh, but you are SO WRONG! Because even after I slaughter you and your little girlfriend, your people would still welcome me with open arms! Because they need what I know.

Bond

The big picture.

Le Chiffre

Yes. Now give me the password, and I will at least let her live. [slaps him on the cheek] Come on, Bond. Do it soon enough and she might even be in one piece.

Le Chiffre

You're really not going to tell me, are you?

Bond

No.

Le Chiffre

Then…I think I'll feed you what you seem not to value.

Le Chiffre

I'll get the money. Tell them I'll get the money.

Money isn't as valuable to our organization as knowing who to trust. [Mr. White shoots Le Chiffre dead]

Bond

Hm. Hello.

Vesper

Hello.

Bond

You alright?

Vesper

I can't resist waking you. Every time I do, you look at me as if…you haven't seen me in years. Makes me feel reborn.

Bond

If you'd have just been born, wouldn't you be naked?

Vesper

You have me there. [whispers in his ear] You can have me anywhere.

Bond

I can?

Vesper

Yeah. Here, there. Anywhere you like.

Bond

Does this mean that you're…warming to me?

Vesper

Yeah. That's how I would describe it.

Bond

It's just that not so long ago, I would have described your feelings towards me as, um…well, I'm trying to think of a better word than "loathing".

Vesper

I'm afraid I'm a complicated woman.

Bond

That is something to be afraid of.

Hello!

Bond

Urgh, perfect timing.

Vesper

Oh - Monsieur Mendel. How are things in Switzerland?

My apologies. I do not need to rush, but 120 million is a large sum of money.

Bond

It certainly is. You didn't bring any chocolates with you?

I'm afraid not. [laughs] If you would type in the account number? [Vesper does so] And now the password.

Bond

You can do that.

Vesper

I would if I knew what it was.

Bond

V-E-S-P-E-R. [As he says more letters, Vesper realises, turns and smiles. She types the password]

The funds have now been transferred. Sorry for disturbing you. Thank you. Auf Wiedersehen.

Bond

Auf Wiedersehen, Herr Mendel.

Vesper

You know, James…I want you to know that if all that was left of you was your smile, and your little finger, you'd still be more of a man than anyone I've ever met.

Bond

That's because you know what I can do with my little finger.

Vesper

I have no idea.

Bond

But you're aching to find out.

Vesper

You're not going to let me in there, are you? You've got your armour back on. That's that.

Bond

I have no armour left. You've stripped it from me. Whatever is left of me… [Vesper puts her hand on his cheek] whatever is left of me, whatever I am…I'm yours.
[They kiss]

Vesper

Does everyone have a tell?

Bond

Yes. Everyone. Everyone except you. I wonder if that's why I love you.

Vesper

You love me?

Bond

Enough to float around the world with you until one of us has to find an honest job. Which I think is going to have to be you, because I have no idea what an honest job is.

Vesper

You're serious?

Bond

It's like you said. You do what I do long enough, there won't be any soul left to salvage. I'm leaving with what little I have left. Is that enough for you?
[Vesper kisses him]

M

She had a boyfriend. A French Algerian. They were very much in love. He was kidnapped by the organisation behind Le Chiffre. And they blackmailed her, threatening to kill him unless she co-operated. We should have picked up on it, but sometimes we pay so much attention to our enemies, we forget to watch our friends. How are you doing?

Bond

She left her cell phone. She must have known I'd check it.

M

Hm, she knew you were you. [pause] Well, at least this clears Mathis.

Bond

No.

M

No?

Bond

No. It would have proved that she's guilty, not that he's innocent. It could have been a double-blind. Keep sweating him.

M

You don't trust anyone, do you, James?

Bond

No.

M

Then you've learnt your lesson. Get back as soon as you can. We need you.

Bond

Will do.

M

If you do need time…

Bond

Why should I need more time? The job's done, and the bitch is dead.

M

James? Did you ever ask yourself why you weren’t killed that night? Isn’t it obvious? She made a deal to spare your life in exchange for the money. I’m sure she hoped they would let her live. but she must have known she was going to her death. And now we’ll never know who was behind this, the trail’s gone cold.

Hello?

Bond

Mr. White? We need to talk.

Who is this?

Bond

The name's Bond. James Bond.

M

Quite the body count you're stacking up. She was tortured first. As you'd already killed her husband... she must have been the only one left to question. Did she know anything that could compromise you?

James Bond

No.

M

Not your name, what you were after?

James Bond

No.

M

Dimitrios worked as a middleman. Knew where to put his hands on weapons... and people who could use them. He worked with anyone who had money. For years he was involved with a man we knew as Le Chiffre... a private banker to the world's terrorists. He invested their money, gave them access to it wherever they wanted. [MI6 technician appears] Oh, good. You're here. [To James] Albanian, we believe. Chess prodigy. A bit of a mathematical genius and liked to prove it by playing poker.

James Bond

Ow. [Getting scanned] So you can keep an eye on me?

M

Yes. When they analyzed the stock market after 9/11... the CIA discovered a massive shorting of airline stocks. When the stocks hit bottom on 9l12, somebody made a fortune. The same thing happened this morning with Skyfleet stock... or was supposed to. With their prototype destroyed, the company would be near bankruptcy. Instead, somebody lost over $100 million betting the wrong way.

James Bond

You think it's this man Le Chiffre.

M

Which would explain how he could set up a high-stakes poker game... at Casino Royale in Montenegro. Ten players, $10 million buy-in, 5 million re-buy. Winner takes all. Potentially 150 million.

James Bond

Good. Then we'll know where he'll be. Do you want a clean kill or to send a message?

M

We want him alive. Le Chiffre doesn't have 100 million to lose.

James Bond

Has he been playing the stock market with his clients' funds? They're not gonna be too happy when they find out it's gone. We can't let him win this game.

M

If he loses, he'll have nowhere to run. We'll give him sanctuary in return for everything he knows. I'm putting you in the game... replacing someone who's playing for a syndicate. According to Villiers. you're the best player in the Service. Trust me, I wish it wasn't the case. I would ask you if you could remain emotionally detached... but I don't think that's your problem, is it, Bond? [Walks away]

James Bond

No.

M

Don't worry about keeping in touch. We'll know where you are.

James Bond

You can stop pretending. You knew I wouldn't let this drop, didn't you?

M

Well, I knew you were you. [Walks away]

Vesper Lynd

Very funny.

James Bond

Look, if Le Chiffre is that well-connected... he knows who I am and where the money's from. Which means he's decided to play me anyway. So he's either desperate or he's overly confident... but either way, that tells me something about him. And all he gets in return is a name he already has.

Vesper Lynd

And now he knows something about you. He knows you're reckless. [Steps into lift elevator with James] Take the next one. There isn't enough room for me and your ego.

M

Who is it?

It's 007. Bond's been poisoned. He's going into cardiac arrest. [To James] Stay calm and don't interrupt. Because you'll be dead... within two minutes unless you do exactly what I tell you.

James Bond

I'm all ears.

Remove the defibrillator from the pouch.

We're still scanning. Attach the leads to your chest. Ventricular tachycardia. Digitalis.

What do we give him?

The kit has amphetamines, antihistamines... hydrocortisone. Adrenaline? As soon as it reads charged--

Lidocaine. That'll work.

Bond, don't push the red button yet. Do you hear me? Don't push it.

His heart's gonna stop.

There's only time for one charge before he passes out. Take the blue combipen, Bond. Mid-neck into the vein. That'll counteract the digitalis. You're going to pass out in a few seconds. You need to keep your heart going. Push the red button now, Bond! Bond, push the damn button! Do it now! [James realizes a wire is unplugged and passes out with Vesper appearing, inserting the red wire into the shock pad and presses the red button, reviving James]

James Bond

You okay?

Vesper Lynd

Me?

James Bond

Thank you.

Vesper Lynd

You're welcome. Now get yourself off to a hospital.

James Bond

I will do. As soon as I've won this game.

Vesper Lynd

You're not seriously going back there?

James Bond

I wouldn't dream of it.