I know where you keep your gun.

James Bond

Vesper Lynd: You love me?
James Bond: Enough to travel the world with you until one of us has to take an honest job... which I think is going to have to be you, because I have no idea what an honest job is.

Vesper Lynd: I'll keep my eyes on the money and off your perfectly formed ass!
James Bond: So you noticed!
Vesper Lynd: Yes, even accountants have imagination.

Vesper Lynd: Am I going to have a problem with you, Mr. Bond?
James Bond: No, don't worry, you're not my type.
Vesper Lynd: Smart?
James Bond: Single.

James Bond: I already have a dinner jacket.
Vesper Lynd: There are dinner jackets and then there are dinner jackets; this is the latter. And I need you to look like a man who belongs at that table.
James Bond: How... it's tailored!
Vesper Lynd: I sized you up the moment we met.

Vesper Lynd: It doesn't bother you; killing all those people?
James Bond: Well I wouldn't be very good at my job if it did.

You've got a bloody cheek!


James Bond: So you want me to be half-monk, half-hitman.
M: Any thug can kill. I need you to take your ego out of the equation.


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