James Bond: One takes cyanide, another would let her arm be broken, neither will talk. Who puts that sort of fear into people?
Hotel Valet: One medium dry vodka martini, mixed like you said, sir, and not stirred.
James Bond: Thank you.
Dr. No: That's a Dom Perignon '55. It would be a pity to break it.
James Bond: I prefer the '53 myself.