Double-o-seven seems to have the situation well in hand.
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
If only that were true of you and I, Moneypenny.
You don't believe me?
Let me tell you the secret of the world...
I'm sorry, you got the wrong number.
Well, there's nothing unusual in that
It's not perfected yet.
I couldn't care less. But I do care about.....
Pigs! Borsch! Cake!
I will order champagne and caviar for three.
Who are the other two?
I'm Mr Wint. This is Mr Kidd.
And members of your curious profession are few in number.
Blood is the best security in this business.
Don't worry, you're not my
type
You believe in living dangerously. I can see that.
There's no point in living if you can't feel alive.
Better red than dead.
The red kind.
😁😁😁
Buy me a pint.
(Always hated that line, btw. Since when does James Bond drink pints of beer?)
Certainly. Business before pleasure.
That makes perfect sense, since MI6 looks for....
A dragon that runs on diesel engines.
Better make that two.
I need another thousand.
Sixty men would take twelve days to load it onto two hundred trucks.
Perhaps you'll show me how it's done?
Just open. No, no. Open wide.
Is there anything else our French station can do for Monsieur Bond?
Buy the Eiffel Tower.
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Double-o-seven seems to have the situation well in hand.
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
If only that were true of you and I, Moneypenny.
You don't believe me?
Let me tell you the secret of the world...
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
I'm sorry, you got the wrong number.
Well, there's nothing unusual in that
It's not perfected yet.
I couldn't care less. But I do care about.....
Pigs! Borsch! Cake!
I will order champagne and caviar for three.
Who are the other two?
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
I'm Mr Wint. This is Mr Kidd.
And members of your curious profession are few in number.
Blood is the best security in this business.
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
Don't worry, you're not my
type
You believe in living dangerously. I can see that.
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
There's no point in living if you can't feel alive.
Better red than dead.
The red kind.
😁😁😁
Buy me a pint.
(Always hated that line, btw. Since when does James Bond drink pints of beer?)
Certainly. Business before pleasure.
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
That makes perfect sense, since MI6 looks for....
A dragon that runs on diesel engines.
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
Better make that two.
I need another thousand.
Sixty men would take twelve days to load it onto two hundred trucks.
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
Perhaps you'll show me how it's done?
Just open. No, no. Open wide.
Is there anything else our French station can do for Monsieur Bond?
Sour mash, but not too sweet, please.
Buy the Eiffel Tower.