Mathis: I hate to say it, but, the accountants seem to be running MI6 these days. Oh, not that I have anything against accountants. Many of them are lovely people. So, I decided that it was cheaper to supply his deputy with evidence that we were bribing Le Chiffre. Its amazing what you can do with photoshop, these days, isn't it.
Le Chiffre: Give our guests five minutes to leave... or throw them overboard.
M: [to James referring to Le Chiffre, during briefing in the Bahamas] Which would explain how he could set up a high stakes poker game at Casino Royale in Montenegro: ten players, ten million dollar buy in, five million dollar rebuy, winner takes all, potentially a hundred and fifty million dollars.
M: Who's he looking at?
Villiers: Alex Dimitrios.
M: That slimy bugger.
James Bond: Can I give you a lift home?
Solange: [referring to her husband, Alex Dimitrios] That would really send him over the edge. I'm afraid I'm not that corrupt.
James Bond: Well, perhaps you're just out of practice.
Solange: Apparently, he's on the last flight to Miami. So, you have all night to question me.
James Bond: In that case, we're gonna need - some more champagne.
James Bond: [over the phone with room service] Good evening. Can I get a bottle of chilled Bollinger Grande Année and the Beluga caviar?
James Bond: [explaining to Mathis and Vesper why he deliberately lost a hand to Le Chiffre] He won the hand with the river card. The odds against are twenty-three to one, and he'd know that. When he made his first raise, he had nothing. Winning was blind luck.
M: [to James, in her apartment, after he started a shooting at a African embassy] 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.
James Bond: [talking privately at the bar to Mathis and Vesper referring to Le Chiffre] It was worth it to discover his "tell".
Mathis: What'd you mean "tell"?
James Bond: The twitch he has to hide when he bluffs.
Vesper Lynd: Bluffs? He had the best hand.
James Bond: What about a drink at my place?
Solange: Your place? Is it close?
James Bond: Very.
Solange: One drink.
M: 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: [to James referring to Le Chiffre] We can't let him win this game. 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 the syndicate. According to Villiers, you're the best player in the service. Trust me, I wish it wasn't the case.
M: [Briefing James] Dimitrios was a middle man for a man named Le Chiffre, a private banker to the world's terrorists. He invested their money and gave them access to it whenever and wherever they wanted it, and he's also a chess prodigy and a mathematical genius and liked to prove it by playing poker.
James Bond: You can stop pretending. You knew I wouldn't let this drop, didn't you?
M: Well, I knew you were you.
