From Russia with Love

— I've rarely seen a handsomer couple. Mr. And Mrs. David Somerset.
— Your name's Caroline.
— Caroline. I like that name.
— You're accompanying me on a business trip on the way back to Derbyshire.
— Twelve children?
— No children.
— Not even one little boy?
— Niet.

Miss Moneypenny: — Where in the world are you, James?
James Bond: — I've just been reviewing an old case.
Sylvia Trench: — So I'm an old case now, am I?
James Bond: — It's the office. Tell him I'm on my way, will you.
Sylvia Trench: — He is not on his way.
James Bond: — Sylvia, behave. We'll do this again some other time soon.
Sylvia Trench: — Do what? Last time you said that, you went off to Jamaica. I haven't seen you for six months.
James Bond: — I'll be there in an hour.
Miss Moneypenny: — I'll tell him. Your old case sounds interesting, James.
James Bond: — Make that an hour and a half.

— I can see the face of the other man now.
— Krilencu! So, he's back. Another Bulgarian they use as a killer. Just the man for the limpet mine job. I've had trouble with him before. But he's stayed out of Istanbul for over a year now. Take a look. You should remember him. This man kills for pleasure.

Breakfast for one at 9:00, please. Green figs, yogurt, coffee, very black. Thank you.

— So you're Tatiana Romanova.
— My friends call me Tania.
— Mine call me James Bond. Now that we've been properly introduced...
— Careful! Guns upset me.
— I'm sorry. I'm a bit upset myself. You look just like your photograph. You're one of the most beautiful girls I've ever seen.
— Thank you, but I think my mouth is too big.
— No, it's the right size. For me, that is.

— We're issuing this to all double 0 personnel.
— An ordinary black leather case with 20 rounds of ammunition here and here. Now, if you take the top off, you'll find the ammunition inside. On the side here, flat throwing knife. Press that button there, and out she comes. Inside the case you will find an AR-7 folding sniper's rifle, .25 caliber, with an infrared telescopic sight. Then if you pull out these straps, inside are 50 gold sovereigns, 25 in either side. Now, watch very carefully. An ordinary tin of talcum powder. Inside, a tear gas cartridge. That goes in the case
against the side here like that. It's magnetized so it won't fall. Shut the case. Now, normally, to open a case like that, you move the catches to the side. If you do, the cartridge
will explode in your face. Now, to stop the cartridge exploding, turn the catches horizontally like that, then open normally. Now you try it.

— Siamese fighting fish, fascinating creatures. Brave, but on the whole, stupid. Yes, they're stupid. Except for the occasional ones such as we have here, who lets the other two fight while he waits. Waits until the survivor is so exhausted that he cannot defend himself. And then, like SPECTRE, he strikes.
— I find the parallel amusing.
— Our organization did not arrange for you to come over from the Russians just for amusement. Number Three.

— According to your instructions, I've planned for SPECTRE to steal from the Russians their new Lektor decoding machine. For this we need the services of a female member of the Russian
Cryptograph section in Turkey and the help of the British Secret Service. Naturally, neither the Russians nor the British will be aware that they are now working for us.
— Number Three, is your section ready to carry out Kronsteen's directives?
— Yes, Number One. The operation will be organized according to Kronsteen's plan. I've selected a suitable girl from the Russian Consulate in Istanbul She's capable, cooperative, and her loyalty to the state is beyond question.
— And you're absolutely sure she believes you're still Head of Operations for Soviet Intelligence?
— It is unlikely she would know I'm now working for SPECTRE. Moscow has kept my defection secret from everyone but a few members of the presidium.
— For your sake, I hope so. Kronsteen, you are sure this plan is foolproof?
— Yes, it is, because I have anticipated every possible variatio of counter-move.
— What makes you think that M, the Head of British Intelligence, will oblige you by falling in with your plan?
— For the simple reason that this is so obviously a trap. My reading of the British mentality is that they always treat a trap as a challenge.

— I get a kick out of watching the great James Bond find out what a bloody fool he's been making of himself. We're pros, Mr. Bond. We sweated your recognition code out of one of your men in Tokyo before he died. I've been keeping tabs on you. I've been your guardian angel. Saved your life at the gypsy camp.
— Yes. I'm much obliged.
— We were keeping you alive until you could get us the Lektor.