Sir James: My dear, Miss Lynd.
Vesper Lynd: Who are you, sir?
Sir James: I am Sir James Bond.
Vesper Lynd: But, I thought you were retired, Sir James?
Sir James: The whole world believes that you were eaten by a shark, Miss Lynd.
Vesper Lynd: That was no shark. That was my personal submarine. But enough of this polite conversation. What is the purpose of your visit?
Sir James: I desperately need your help.
Evelyn Tremble: Grand Prix enthusiasts may be worried by the amount of time it has taken me to get into this Lotus Formula Three. What they don't realise is, although Le Chiffre thinks he has a faster car than me, I am faster in my Lotus Formula Three. Hee Hee.