Dr. No Quotes

[Bond admires a huge aquarium. Dr. No enters]

Dr. No: One million dollars, Mr. Bond. You were wondering what it cost.

James Bond: As a matter of fact, I was.

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.

[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.

[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]

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.

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.

Miss Taro: What should I say to an invitation from a strange gentleman?

James Bond: You should say yes.

Miss Taro: [shaking her head] I should say maybe.

James Bond: Three o'clock at my hotel? Maybe?

Miss Taro: Yes. Maybe.

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.

Sylvia Trench: When did you say you had to leave?

[Sylvia and Bond kiss passionately]

James Bond: Immediately... almost immediately.

Dr. No: That's a Dom Perignon '55. It would be a pity to break it.

James Bond: I prefer the '53 myself...

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.

Major Boothroyd: [to M, referring to Bond's Beretta] Nice and light... in a lady's handbag.

M: Any comment, 007?

James Bond: I disagree, sir. I've carried the Beretta for ten years, and I've never missed with it.

M: No, but it jammed on you last job, and you spent six months in hospital in consequence. When you carry a 00 number, you have a license to kill, not get killed. Furthermore, since I've been head of MI7

[sic - MI6]

M: there's been a forty percent drop in casualties, and I want to keep it that way. From now on you carry the Walther... unless you'd rather return to standard intelligence duties.

James Bond: No sir, I would not.

M: [to Boothroyd] Show him, Armourer.

Major Boothroyd: [to Bond] Walther PPK, 7.65 millimeter, with a delivery like a brick through a plate-glass window. The American CIA swear by them.

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.

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.

[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?

[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.

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.

[Bond pulls up to the front of Government House with a dead man sitting up in the backseat]

James Bond: Sergeant, make sure he doesn't get away.

Honey Ryder: Have you any idea what they'll do with us?

James Bond: No idea. No door handles or windows, either.

Honey Ryder: It's a prison, then.

James Bond: Mink-lined with first-class service.

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.

James Bond: Now, don't worry, Quarrel. Everything's going to be fine.

Quarrel: You say so, Captain. Bottom part of where my belly used to be tells me different.

James Bond: For me, Crab Key's going to be a gentle relaxation.

Felix Leiter: From what? Dames?

James Bond: No, from being a clay pigeon.

James Bond: [Bond has overpowered Mr Jones on an isolated road] Now talk!

Jones: [Breathlessly] Alright! Let me have a cigarette.

Jones: [Bond gives him the packet of cigarettes. Jones starts gasping for air. Bond grabs him] To hell with you!

[James and Honey are marooned in a boat in the middle of the ocean. A Coast Guard boat carrying Leiter appears]

James Bond: Well, hello! What are you doing here? Do you need help?

[Honey stands up in the boat]

Felix Leiter: I'm quite sure you don't.

Dr. No: [about his aquarium] The glass is convex, 10 inches thick, which accounts for the magnifying effect.

James Bond: Minnows pretending they're whales. Just like you on this island, Dr. No.

Dr. No: It depends, Mr. Bond, on which side of the glass you are.

Hotel Valet: One medium dry vodka martini, mixed like you said, sir, and not stirred.

James Bond: Thank you.

James Bond: I'm a friend of Commander Strangways.

Quarrel: Now, ain't that nice. I like people who's friends of people.

James Bond: Where did you take him on your boat?

Quarrel: [pointing out to sea] You see that, Captain. That there's the Caribbean. That's where. Fishing.

Felix Leiter: Felix Leiter, Central Intelligence Agency. You must be James Bond.

James Bond: You mean we're fighting the same war?

James Bond: Crab Key begins to interest me. What else do we know about this Chinese gentleman?

Felix Leiter: Nothing much, except his name: Dr. No.

Professor Dent: Bond came to see me this morning.

Dr. No: Yes. I know. I gave orders that he should be killed. Why is he still alive?

Professor Dent: Our attempts failed.

Dr. No: *Your* attempts failed. I do not like failure. You are not going to fail me again, Professor.

James Bond: You believe in living dangerously. I can see that.

Miss Taro: What do you mean?

James Bond: Sitting around with wet hair, you'll die of pneumonia.

[explaining why she believes the legend about Crab Key's fire-breathing dragon]

Honey Ryder: How well do you know about animals? Did you ever see a mongoose dance? Or, a scorpion with sunstroke sting itself to death? Or, a praying mantis eat her husband after making love?

James Bond: I hate to admit it, but, I haven't.

Honey Ryder: Well, I have.

James Bond: Are you ready, Honey?

Honey Ryder: I suppose so.

Honey Ryder: I'm glad your hands are sweating too.

James Bond: Of course, I'm scared too.

Dr. No: A medium dry martini, lemon peel, shaken, not stirred.

James Bond: Vodka?

Dr. No: Of course.

Miss Taro: [as Bond unzips her towel dress] What's going on behind my back?

James Bond: Nothing. Look, no hands!

[they kiss passionately]

Quarrel: We don't get nothin' out of this gal. You want me to break her arm?

James Bond: Another time.

James Bond: I'm hungry. Let's go out and eat.

Miss Taro: I'll make you a Chinese dinner here.

James Bond: No. I'm feeling Italian and musical. Let's go to the Mountain Grill.

Miss Taro: I'd rather stay here. It's more fun. Alone.

James Bond: Yes. But, I don't want you getting dishpan hands.

Honey Ryder: [singing] Underneath the mango tree, La-la-la-la-de, Come watch for the moon, La-la-la mango tree, Me honey and me make boolooloop, Underneath the mango tree, Make boolooloop soon, La-la-la-de-da-da, Me honey and me...

James Bond: [singing] Underneath the mango tree, Ma honey and me...

Honey Ryder: Who's that?

James Bond: What's your name?

Honey Ryder: Ryder.

James Bond: Ryder what?

Honey Ryder: Honey Ryder.

James Bond: There's no point in involving the girl at this stage. She has nothing to do with us. Let her go free. She'll promise not to talk.

Honey Ryder: No, I won't. I'm staying with you.

James Bond: I don't want you here.

Dr. No: I agree. This is no place for the girl. Take her away.

Honey Ryder: No. No! Let go of me.

Dr. No: I'm sure the guards will amuse her.

James Bond: Why do you want another picture of me?

Photographer: Because I only got your hat at the airport. Tell this ape to let me go!

James Bond: But why do you want a picture at all?

Photographer: Because that's the way I earn my living.