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[James Bond's first scene, winning a game of chemin-de-fer]
James Bond: I admire your courage, Miss...?
Sylvia Trench: Trench. Sylvia Trench. I admire your luck, Mr...?
James Bond: Bond. James Bond.

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[Professor Dent tries to kill Bond, but his gun is out of bullets]
James Bond: That's a Smith & Wesson and you've had your six.
[Bond shoots Dent twice]

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Dr. No: East, West - just points of the compass, each as stupid as the other.

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Dr. No: The Americans are fools. I offered my services; they refused. So did the East. Now they can both pay for their mistake.
James Bond: World domination. The same old dream. Our asylums are full of people who think they're Naploeon. Or God.

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Miss Moneypenny: James! Where have you been? I've been searching all over London for you.
[picks up phone]
Miss Moneypenny: 007 is here, sir.
[slaps Bond's hand away from the papers on her desk]
James Bond: Moneypenny! What gives?
Miss Moneypenny: Me, given an ounce of encouragement. You've never

taken me to dinner looking like this. You've never taken me to dinner...
James Bond: I would, you know, only "M" would have me court-martialed for... illegal use of government property.
Miss Moneypenny: Flattery will get you nowhere - but don't stop trying.

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Dr. No: I'm a member of SPECTRE.
James Bond: SPECTRE?
Dr. No: SPECTRE - Special Executive for Counter Intelligence, Terrorism, Revenge, Extortion. The four great cornerstones of power headed by the greatest brains in the world.
James Bond: Correction - criminal brains.
Dr. No: The

successful criminal brain is always superior. It has to be.

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Sylvia Trench: When did you say you had to leave?
[Sylvia and Bond kiss passionately]
James Bond: Immediately... almost immediately.

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James Bond: Good evening, sir.
M: It happens to be 3 a.m. When do you sleep, 007?
James Bond: Never on the firm's time, sir.

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Dr. No: [to Bond] I was curious to see what kind of man you were. I thought there may be even a place for you with SPECTRE.
James Bond: I'm flattered. I'd prefer the Revenge Department. Of course, my first job would be finding the man who killed Strangways and Quarrel.

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Dr. No: [to Bond] Unfortunately, I misjudged you. You are just a stupid policeman...
[metal door opens and guards enter]
Dr. No: ...whose luck has run out.

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James Bond: Tell me, does the toppling of American missiles really compensate for having no hands?

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James Bond: Don't worry. I'm not supposed to be here, either. Are you alone?
Honey Ryder: What are you doing here? Are you looking for shells?
James Bond: No, I'm just looking.
Honey Ryder: Stay where you are.
James Bond: I promise you, I won't steal your shells.
Honey

Ryder: I promise you, you won't either.
[Bond moves closer. Honey pulls out her dagger]
Honey Ryder: Stay where you are!
James Bond: I can assure you, my intentions are strictly honorable.

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[Honey describes how she killed the man who had raped her]
Honey Ryder: I put a black widow spider underneath his mosquito net... a female, they're the worst. It took him a whole week to die.
[Bond looks shocked]
Honey Ryder: Did I do wrong?
James Bond: Well, it wouldn't do to make a habit of it.

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[Showing prisoners Bond and Honey around their cell]
Sister Lily: Don't hesitate to ring if there's anything else you want. Anything at all.
James Bond: Two air tickets to London?

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James Bond: One takes cyanide, another would've stood for her arm being broken, neither would talk. Who puts that sort of scare into people?

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James Bond: Tell me Miss Trench, do you play any other games?

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James Bond: Both hands on the wheel, Mr. Jones, I'm a very nervous passenger.

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Dr. No: That's a Dom Perignon '55. It would be a pity to break it.
James Bond: I prefer the '53 myself...

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Honey Ryder: How can you eat at a time like this?
James Bond: I'm hungry. We don't know when we'll get the chance to eat again. Here, take this.
James Bond: [whispering] Careful. The whole place is probably wired for sound.

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Construction Worker: [Hearse chasing Bond drives off a cliff] How did it happen?
James Bond: I think they were on their way to a funeral.