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GoldenEye

M: You don't like me, Bond. You don't like my methods. You think I'm an accountant, a bean counter more interested in my numbers than your instincts.
James Bond: The thought had occurred to me.
M: Good, because I think you're a sexist, misogynist dinosaur. A relic of the Cold War, whose boyish charms, though wasted on me, obviously

appealed to that young woman I sent out to evaluate you.
James Bond: Point taken.

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GoldenEye

James Bond: Are these pictures live?
M: Unlike the American government, we prefer not to get our bad news from CNN.

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GoldenEye

[Bond picks up a sandwich roll, studying it like a gadget]
Q: Don't touch that! It's my lunch!

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GoldenEye

[repeated line]
Boris Grishenko: I am invincible!

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GoldenEye

Alec Trevelyan: We're both orphans, James. But while your parents had the luxury of dying in a climbing accident, mine survived the British betrayal and Stalin's execution squads. My father couldn't let himself or my mother live with the shame. MI6 figured I was too young to remember. And in one of life's little ironies, the son went to work for the government whose betrayal

caused the father to kill himself and his wife.
James Bond: Hence Janus. The two-faced Roman god come to life.
Alec Trevelyan: It wasn't God who gave me this face! It was you, setting the timers for three minutes instead of six.
James Bond: Am I supposed to feel sorry for you?
Alec Trevelyan: No. You

were supposed to die for me.
[pause]
Alec Trevelyan: And, by the way, I did think about asking you to join my little scheme but somehow I knew, 007's loyalty was always to the mission, never to his friend.
[louder]
Alec Trevelyan: Closing time, James! Last call.
[Bond raises his gun to kill Alec but is tranquilized by a sniper]


Alec Trevelyan: [walks towards Bond and looks down on him] For England, James.

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GoldenEye

Jack Wade: Jack Wade, CIA.
James Bond: James Bond, stiff-ass Brit.

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GoldenEye

Alec Trevelyan: [hanging from his foot held by Bond's hands] For England, James?
James Bond: No. For me.
[lets Trevelyan go]

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GoldenEye

[Q has blown up a dummy with an explosive pen]
Q: Don't say it...
James Bond: The writing is on the wall.
Q: Along with the rest of him.

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GoldenEye

[Bond and Natalya are trying to escape from the train when Trevelyan talks to them on the loudspeaker]
Alec Trevelyan: Good luck with the floor James. I've set the timers for six minutes, the same six minutes you gave me. It was the least I could do for a "friend".
[snickers]
Natalya Simonova: What does he mean?
James

Bond: We've got three minutes.

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GoldenEye

Natalya Simonova: Do you destroy every vehicle you get into?
James Bond: Standard operating procedure. Boys with toys.

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GoldenEye

Xenia Onatopp: You don't need the gun, Commander.
James Bond: Well, that depends on your definition of safe sex.

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GoldenEye

James Bond: Who is the competition?
Jack Wade: Ah, an ex-KGB guy. Tough mother. Got a limp in his right leg. Name's Zukovsky.
James Bond: Valentin Dmitrovitch Zukovsky?
Jack Wade: Yeah, you know him?
James Bond: I gave him the limp.

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GoldenEye

Alec Trevelyan: In 16 minutes and 43 sec - in 42 seconds, the United Kingdom will reenter the stone age.
James Bond: A worldwide financial meltdown. And all so mad little Alec can settle a score with the world, 50 years on.
Alec Trevelyan: Oh, please James, spare me the Freud. I might as well ask you for the vodka martinis that have

silenced the screams of all the men you've killed... or if you find forgiveness in the arms of all those willing women, for all the dead ones you failed to protect.

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GoldenEye

James Bond: [while talking about the incident at Savernaya] They're not just criminals Valentin, they're traitors.
Valentin Dmitrovitch Zukovsky: Well, what do you expect from a Lienz Cossack?
James Bond: What?
Valentin Dmitrovitch Zukovsky: This Janus, I've never met the man, but I know that he is a Lienz

Cossack.
James Bond: Group that worked for the Nazis against the Russians. Second World War.
Valentin Dmitrovitch Zukovsky: You know your history, Mr. Bond. At the end of the war, they surrendered to the British, thinking they would help in waging war against the Communists. But, the British betrayed them, sent them back to Stalin, who promptly had

them all shot. Women, children, entire families.
James Bond: Not exactly our finest hour.
Valentin Dmitrovitch Zukovsky: Still, ruthless people. They got what they deserved.

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GoldenEye

Natalya Simonova: He was a friend, Trevelyan?
James Bond: Yes.
Natalya Simonova: Now he's your enemy and you will kill him. It is that simple?
James Bond: In a word, yes.
Natalya Simonova: Unless he kills you first?
James Bond: Natalya...
Natalya

Simonova: You think I'm impressed? All of you with your guns, your killing, your death. For what? So you can be a hero? All the heroes I know are dead. How can you act like this? How can you be so cold?
James Bond: It's what keeps me alive.
Natalya Simonova: No. It's what keeps you alone.

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GoldenEye

Anna: He wouldn't know a woman if one came up and sat on his head.

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GoldenEye

Dimitri Mishkin: Good morning, Mr. Bond. Sit. I'm Defense Minister Dimitri Mishkin. So, by what means shall we execute you, Commander Bond?
James Bond: What, no small-talk? No chit-chat? That's the trouble with the world today. No one takes the time to do a really sinister interrogation anymore. It's a lost art.
Dimitri Mishkin: Your

sense of humour does not sway me, Commander, I'm sorry. Where is the GoldenEye?
James Bond: I assumed you had it.
Dimitri Mishkin: I have an English spy, a Severnaya programmer and a helicopter stolen...
James Bond: ...or at least that's what some traitor in your government wanted it to look like.
Dimitri

Mishkin: Who was behind your attack on Severnaya?
James Bond: WHO HAD THE AUTHORIZATION CODES?
Dimitri Mishkin: RUSSIA MAY HAVE CHANGED BUT THE PENALTY FOR TERRORISM IS STILL DEATH!
James Bond: AND WHAT'S THE PENALTY FOR TREASON?
Natalya Simonova: Oh, stop it, both of you! Stop it! You're like

boys with toys!

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GoldenEye

James Bond: Banco. It appears we share the same passions: three, anyway.
Xenia Onatopp: I count two: motoring and, uh, baccarat.
[James reveals a losing hand]
Xenia Onatopp: I hope the third is where your real talent lies.
James Bond: One rises to meet a challenge.

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GoldenEye

Q: Right. Now pay attention, 007. First, your new car - BMW Agile 54 with gears. All points radar. Self destruct system. And, naturally, all the usual refinements. Now, this I'm particularly proud of - behind the headlights, stinger missiles!
James Bond: Excellent, just the thing for unwinding after a rough day at the office.
Q: Need

I remind you, 007, that you have a licence to kill, not to break the traffic laws.

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GoldenEye

Caroline: James, is it really necessary to drive quite so fast?
James Bond: More often than you'd think.