From Russia with Love (1964) - Quotes

Tatiana Romanova: Horrible, horrible woman.

James Bond: Yes, she had her kicks.

Ernst Blofeld: Three men were found dead on the train at Trieste. One of them was Grant. What have you to say, Number Five?

Kronsteen: It was Klebb's choice. Her people failed.

Rosa Klebb: It was your plan! They followed it implicitly!

Kronsteen: Impossible. It was perfect.

Rosa Klebb: Except for one thing. They were dealing with Bond!

Kronsteen: Who is Bond compared with Kronsteen?

Ernst Blofeld: [''Klebb says nothing; Blofeld pushes a button on his desk, and Morzeny enters the room''; ''Morzeny comes up behind Klebb and Kronsteen''; ''Morzeny presses one of his boots against the other, and a small spike extends from its' toe''] Exactly. What have you to say to that, Number Three? Bond is still alive, and the L.E.K.T.O.R. is not yet in our possession. I have already negotiated with the Russians to return it to them. We've agreed a price. And S.P.E.C.T.R.E always delivers what it promises. Our whole organization depends on us keeping those promises. I warned you. We do not tolerate failure, Number Three. You know the penalty.

Rosa Klebb: Yes, Number One.

Ernst Blofeld: Our rules are very simple. If you fail...

Ernst Blofeld: [''Klebb pulls a handnerchief out of her pocket and starts mopping sweat from her brow''] Twelve seconds. One day, we must invent a faster-working venom. Number Three.

Rosa Klebb: [''Hastily puts away her handkerchief''] Yes?

Ernst Blofeld: I do not wish to have to tell the Russians that there will be another delay.

Rosa Klebb: There will be no delay, Number One. There's still time.

Donald Grant: [''Bond does so''] Keep still. Alright, now get up on your knees. Put your hands in your pockets. Keep em there.

James Bond: Red wine, with fish. Well, that should have told me something.

Donald Grant: You may know the right wines... but you're the one on your knees. How does it feel, old man?

James Bond: Old man?" Is that what you chaps in S.M.E.R.S.H. call each other?

Donald Grant: [''Puzzled''] S.M.E.R.S.H?

James Bond: [''Frowns, then realizes''; ''Pause''; ''Grant smirks''] ... Of course. S.P.E.C.T.R.E. Then it wasn't a Russian show at all. You've been playing us all against each other, haven't you? Then it was S.P.E.C.T.R.E. who killed the Russian agent in the mosque. You?

Donald Grant: Mm-hm.

James Bond: Kerim, and the other man?

Donald Grant: Mm-hm.

James Bond: [''Angrily''] And Nash?

Donald Grant: [''Smugly''; ''Keeping Bond covered, he pulls Bond's gun out of his pocket and screws a suppressor onto the barrel''] 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. Since then, I've been keeping tabs on you. I've been your guardian angel. Saved your life at the gypsy camp.

James Bond: [''Nods''] Ah, yes. I am much obliged.

Donald Grant: We needed you alive until you could get us the L.E.K.T.O.R.

James Bond: [''Nods''] So you had me deliver it on a plate. That's brilliant. Go on, I'm fascinated.

Donald Grant: Now that we have it, you and the girl are expendable... between here, and Trieste. Keeping Bond covered with the silenced gun, he puts his own gun away]

James Bond: ... The girl? Isn't she working for S.P.E.C.T.R.E., too?

Donald Grant: No. She thinks she's doing it all for Mother Russia. She takes her orders from Colonel Klebb.

James Bond: But Rosa Klebb's Russian- Head of Operations for S.M.E.R.S.H.

Donald Grant: Was. Klebb works for S.P.E.C.T.R.E. now. The girl doesn't know that.

James Bond: ...Well, then why kill her?

Donald Grant: [''Pulls a small roll of film from his pocket, smirking''; ''Tosses it on the floor and pulls a letter from his pocket''] Orders. That's only half of it, old man. Here's a roll of film. She'll have it 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 get the L.E.K.T.O.R.

James Bond: [''Confused''] What film?

Donald Grant: [''Smirking''] Taken in the bridal suite of your hotel. Something else the girl didn't know about...or you. (snickers)

James Bond: [''Angrily''] It must be a pretty sick collection of minds to dream up a plan like that.

Donald Grant: Do you see the headlines? "British Agent Murders Beautiful Russian Spy, then Commits Suicide.

James Bond: [''Scornfully''] Tell me- which lunatic asylum did they get you out of?

Donald Grant: [''Stands up, coldly''; ''He backhands Bond hard across the face''] Don't make it tougher on yourself. My orders are to kill you and deliver the L.E.K.T.O.R. How I do it's my business. It'll be slow and painful.

James Bond: How much are they paying you?

Donald Grant: What's it to you?

James Bond: We'll double it.

Donald Grant: [''Steps back, mockingly''; ''Glances at his pistol and smirks''; ''Snarling''] Your "word of honor, as an English Gentleman?" The first one won't kill you...nor the second. Not even the third. Not til you crawl over here, and you kiss my foot!

James Bond: ...How about a cigarette?

Donald Grant: Not a chance.

James Bond: I'll pay for it.

Donald Grant: ...What with?

James Bond: Fifty gold sovereigns.

Donald Grant: ...Where are they?

James Bond: Up there, in my case.

Donald Grant: [''Bond opens the case but angles it so that Grant can't see him turning the catches horizontally''] You show me.

James Bond: [''Pulls out the sovereigns and holds them out''] All right, how about that cigarette?

Donald Grant: [''Putting on his killing gloves''; ''Bond drops the coins by Grant's feet''] Throw em down there. More in the other case?

James Bond: [''Pretends to think''; ''Pushes his case aside and reaches quickly for Nash's case''] I should imagine so; it's a standard kit. I'll have a look.

Donald Grant: [''Sharply''; ''Bond does so, looking defeated''] Put your hands back in your pockets. Keep em there.

James Bond: You won't be needing this... "old man".

Kerim Bey: I've had a particularly fascinating life - would you like to hear about it?

Kerim Bey: Oh, you would?

James Bond: Your clock: is it correct?

Russian Consulate clerk: Always.

James Bond: Of course.

James Bond: Excuse me, you did say your clock was correct?

Russian Consulate clerk: Russian clocks are always ...

James Bond: Is this the Lektor?

Tatiana Romanova: [''Coughing''] Yes.

James Bond: [''Giving his gas mask to Romanova''] Here take this. It's only tear gas.

Tatiana Romanova: I thought it was for tomorrow. But today is the 13th.

James Bond: It's a hell of a time to be superstitious.

Tatiana Romanova: The mechanism is... Oh, James, James... Will you make love to me all the time in England?

James Bond: Day and night. Go on about the mechanism.

James Bond: You're one of the most beautiful girls I've ever seen.

Tatiana Romanova: Thank you, but, I think my mouth is too big.

James Bond: No, it’s the right size... for me, that is.

Kerim Bay: A gift from your navy. It is a pity we cannot hear too. How are things in there?

James Bond: Well, from this angle... things are shaping up nicely.

Number One/Ernst Stavro Blofeld: Siamese fighting fish. Fascinating creatures. Brave, but of the whole stupid. Yes, they're stupid. Except for the occasional one such as we have here who lets the other two fight. While he waits -- waits until the survivor is so exhausted that he cannot defend himself. And then like SPECTRE, he strikes.

James Bond: You won't be needing this, Old man!

James Bond: Red wine with fish... Well, that should have told me something.