Pierce Brosnan: James Bond

Die Another Day

James Bond

James Bond: [a device closes; cocks gun] So you lived to die another day... Colonel.
Gustav Graves: At last... I was beginning to think you would never guess.
James Bond: Was it painful? The gene therapy.
Gustav Graves: You couldn't possibly imagine.
James Bond: Oh, good. I'm glad to hear that.
Gustav Graves: But there have been compensations, like you floating around in peril. Granting you life day by day just to see you get wise. It's been fun.
James Bond: Well, the fun is about to come to a dead end.

[Graves and Bond are fighting in a depressurizing plane]
Gustav Graves: You see, Mr. Bond, you can't kill my dreams. But my dreams can kill you. Time to face destiny.
[James pulls Graves' parachute cord]
James Bond: Time to face gravity.

Gustav Graves: [Spoiler Quote]
[Miranda point her gun at Graves]
Gustav Graves: So... Miss Frost is not all she seems.
James Bond: Looks can be deceptive.
Gustav Graves: Yes. By the way, did you find out who betrayed you in North Korea?
James Bond: Only a matter of time.
Gustav Graves: You never even thought of looking inside your own organization?
[Miranda turns against MI6 by pointing the gun at James]
Gustav Graves: She was right under your nose.
Miranda Frost: [James shoots, but his gun is empty] It was so good of you to bring your gun in bed with us.
James Bond: Yes. Occupational hazard.
[throws the empty pistol on the floor]
Gustav Graves: You see, I have a gift. An instinct for sensing people's weaknesses. Yours is women. Hers and mine are winning, whatever the cost. So when I arranged for that fatal overdose for the true victor at Sydney, I won myself my very own MI6 agent, using everthing at my disposal - her brains, her talent, even her sex.
James Bond: The coldest weapon of all.

[entering the 5-star hotel drenched in hospital clothes]
James Bond: My usual suite, please.
Snooty Desk clerk: [sarcastically] Do you have a credit card... or any luggage?

[Q and Bond enter Q's office as Bond looks around at the vast array of devices left over from previous cases]
James Bond: So, this is where they keep the old relics, then, eh?
Q: I'll have you know our TOP cutting-edge technology is designed here.
James Bond: [releasing the knife from the briefcase used in the From Russia With Love affair and fingering a blade] Point taken...
Q: Must you touch everything?
James Bond: [seeing his Thunderball jet pack] Hey, does this still work?
[James activates the jet pack, and Q struggles to subdue it]
Q: Now look...
James Bond: [holding up the knife-studded shoe worn by Rosa Klebb years ago] So where is this cutting-edge stuff?
Q: I'm trying to get to it.

James Bond: [after he gives Col. Moon the briefcase full of diamonds, rigged with explosives] Don't blow it all at once.

Peaceful: I'm Peaceful Fountains of Desire, the masseuse. I come with compliments of the manager.
James Bond: I'm sure you do. Come in.
Peaceful: On the bed please. Face down.
James Bond: Yes, of course.
[Bond wraps his arms around Peaceful]
Peaceful: I'm not that kind of masseuse.
James Bond: [Bond grabs her hand and grabs the gun from her inner thigh holster] I'm not that kind of customer.

James Bond: I see you don't chase dreams, you live them.
Gustav Graves: One of the virtues of never sleeping, Mr. Bond. I have to live my dreams. Besides, plenty of time to sleep when you're dead.

Miss Moneypenny: [Moneypenny is typing a disinformative newspaper report in her office, when 007 walks in] James!
James Bond: Moneypenny.
[Bond and Moneypenny embrace and kiss. Bond lays Moneypenny out on her desk]
Miss Moneypenny: Oh, James...
[Continue kissing, when all of a sudden...]
Q: [walking in] Moneypenny?
[Moneypenny sits up abruptly and removes a pair of virtual reality simulation centre glasses]
Miss Moneypenny: Um... I was... um... just testing it out.
[She blushes and buttons her blouse]
Q: Oh, it's rather hard, isn't it?
Miss Moneypenny: Yes... very...

Gustav Graves: We only met briefly, but you left a lasting impression. You see, when your intervention forced me to present the world with a new face, I chose to model the disgusting Gustav Graves on you. Oh, just in the details - that unjustifiable swagger, the crass quips, the self-defence mechanism concealing such inadequacy...
James Bond: [holding up his Walther P99] My self-defence mechanism's right here.

James Bond: Check the tape. You'll find he's dead and she only has a flesh wound.
Q: There's always an excuse, isn't there, Double-O-Zero?

Raul: We may have lost the Revolution, but our health system is second to none.
James Bond: You don't seem to have done too badly after the Revolution...
Raul: We all have our ways of getting by - you would be surprised how many government officials come to me with little reminders about decadent times.
James Bond: I know - can I take these?
[He holds up a book about birds written by his namesake and a pair of binoculars]

Miranda Frost: I know all about you, 007. Sex for dinner, death for breakfast. Well, it's not going to work with me.
James Bond: No?
Miranda Frost: No.
[Bond kisses Miss Frost again]
James Bond: You're getting good at this.
Miranda Frost: Oh, stop it. Are we still being watched?
James Bond: No, they left ages ago.
Miranda Frost: Oh God, you're impossible! Come on, let's get out of here.