Charles Gray credited as playing...
Blofeld
- Blofeld: [to Bond, casually walking towards a large sharp object] Please don't get any foolish notions. that missile is not a practical weapon.
- James Bond: [confronted with two Blofelds] Well, it's hardly worth the effort. After all, I wouldn't know which one of you to kill.
- Blofeld: [Second one across bond from the first one] We appreciate your predicament, Mr. Bond
- Blofeld: [First one] We deeply sympathize.
- [Bond kicks cat, which immediately jumps to one of the two Blofelds. Bond draws his piton gun and shoots that one dead. The other Blofeld, the real one, cocks and levels a revolver at him. A second cat enters, chases away the first one, and goes to the real Blofeld]
- Blofeld: Right idea, Mr. Bond...
- James Bond: ...But wrong pussy.
- Blofeld: The satellite is at present over... Kansas. Well, if we destroy Kansas the world may not hear about it for years. Perhaps New York, with all that smut and traffic... might give them a chance for a fresh start. Washington, DC. Perfect. Since we have not heard from them, *they* will hear from us.
- Blofeld: Well go on, go on, it's merely a lift. Or should I say elevator? In any event I'm sure you'll find it far more convenient than mountaineering about outside the Whyte House.
- James Bond: What do you intend to do with those diamonds?
- Blofeld: An excellent question. And one which will be hanging on the lips of the world quite soon. If I were to break the news to anyone it would be to you first, Mr Bond, you know that.
- Blofeld: Tiffany, my dear. We're showing a bit more *cheek* than usual, aren't we?
- [Tiffany takes the cassette out from her bottom and hands it to Blofeld]
- Blofeld: [to the guards] Take her below and lock her up with Mr. Bond.
- [the guards take her to a cell]
- Blofeld: What a pity, such nice cheeks too. If only they were brains.
- [referring to the cassette]
- Blofeld: Destroy this, Metz.
- Blofeld: [to Bond] As La Rochefoucauld observed, "humility is the worst form of conceit." I do hold the winning hand. Why don't you let me take you on a little tour of our facilities. Your chance to see the real tape once again.
- Tiffany Case: Can I tag along, Ernst?
- Blofeld: I'd put something on over that bikini, first, my dear. I've come too far to have the aim of my crew affected by the sight of a pretty body.
- Blofeld: Good evening, Mr Bond.
- James Bond: Blofeld?
- Blofeld Double: Good evening, 007.
- Blofeld: Double jeopardy, Mr Bond.
- Blofeld Double: You killed my only other double, I'm afraid. After his death, volunteers were understandably... rather scarce.
- Blofeld: Such a pity. All that time and energy wasted, simply to provide you with one mock, heroic moment.
- Blofeld: I'm so sorry to have ruined the line of your suit for nothing.
- James Bond: Talking about lines, which one did you use on Miss Case?
- Blofeld: Miss Case has taken a terribly *reasonable* attitude about all this. Like any sensible animal, she's only threatening when she's threatened.
- [Bond breaks into The Whyte House penthouse from the roof and drops onto Whyte's toilet]
- Blofeld: [Using electronics to imitate Whyte's voice] Howdy, welcome son! We've been expectin' ya. You got any personal business to take care of in there, you go right ahead. First, I suspect you're wearin' a "hog leg". Would you mind standin' up and takin' it off?
- [Bond complies, placing gun on shelf]
- Blofeld: Aw, isn't that nice. You *are* a pleasant fella, mmm hmm. Why don't ya just come on in, son? Relax, make yourself comfortable.
- [door opens]
- Blofeld: That's good, right on over there.
- Blofeld: How disappointing. I was expecting one head of state, at the very least. Surely you haven't come to negotiate, Mr. Bond. Your pitiful little island hasn't even been threatened. Search him from his toe nails to the last follicle on his head and then bring him to me.
- James Bond: It appears that you're holding all the aces - right down to the dragon lady, over here.
- Blofeld: Jealousy? From you, Mr. Bond? I'm flattered.