Aldo Vanucci: Aagghh! If only I could steal enough to become an honest man.
Vesper Lynd: Mr Evelyn Tremble?
Evelyn Tremble: Yes, that's right.
Vesper Lynd: Isn't Evelyn a girl's name?
Evelyn Tremble: No, it's mine, actually.
Piper: Excuse me. Are you Richard Burton?
Evelyn Tremble: No, I'm Peter O'Toole.
Piper: Then you're the finest man that ever breathed.
Evelyn Tremble: If I'm not back in five minutes, start without me.
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.
President Merkin Muffley: Gentlemen, you can't fight in here! This is the War Room!
General "Buck" Turgidson: As you may recall, sir, one of the provisions of Plan 'R' provides that once the go-code is received, the normal SSB Radios on the aircraft are switched into a specially coded device which I believe is designated as CRM-114. Now, in order to prevent the enemy from issuing fake or confusing orders, CRM-114 is designed not to receive at all. Unless the message is the correct three-letter recall code prefix.
President Merkin Muffley: You mean to tell me, General Turgidson, that you will be unable to recall the aircraft?
General "Buck" Turgidson: That's about the size of it. However, at this moment our men are plowing through and transmitting every possible three-letter combination of the recall code. But since there are over 17,000 permutations... It's going to take us about two-and-a-half days to transmit them all.
President Merkin Muffley: How soon did you say our planes will be entering Russian radar cover?
General "Buck" Turgidson: About 18 minutes from now, sir.
Fred Kite: Me and my colleagues are the Works Committee. Would you mind producing your union card.
Stanley Windrush: I'm afraid I can't. It's not compulsory, is it?
Shop Steward: No, it's not compulsory. Only you've got to join, see?
Fred Kite: My daughter, Cynthia. She works 'ere, spindle polishing.
Stanley Windrush: Oh, really? That room you were talking about just now. Perhaps I could pop round and have a look at it.
Fred Kite: My politics is a matter between my conscience and the ballot box.
Stanley Windrush: Your politics - to each according to his needs, from each as little as he can get away with. And no overtime except on Sundays, at double the rate. That's a damn fine way to build a new Jerusalem.
Fred Kite: I see from your particulars you was at college in Oxford. I was up there meself. I was at the Balliol summer school in 1946. Very good toast and preserves they give you at tea time, as you probably know.
Fred Kite: I've got to be off. I can't stay here arguing. I've got a lot to do. Report to the Executive, check up on the pickets.
Mrs. Kite: From what I can see, the only time you ever jolly well do any work is when you're on strike.
Hrundi V. Bakshi: It's good to have a laugh.
C. S. Divot: You mashuga.
Hrundi V. Bakshi: I am not your sugar.
Hrundi V. Bakshi: Hrundi V. Bakshi.
Michelle Monet: Pardon?
Hrundi V. Bakshi: That is what my name is called.
Hrundi V. Bakshi: This is a particularly good one because it helps you always to remember how many days there are in each month. It goes like this: Thirty days have September, October, June and February, all the rest have 29, except my brother who got six months.
Hrundi V. Bakshi: We have a saying in India.
Michelle Monet: Yes?
Hrundi V. Bakshi: Yes.
Michelle Monet: Well?
Hrundi V. Bakshi: Well what?
Director: You.
Hrundi V. Bakshi: Me?
Director: Yes, you. Get off my set, and out of my picture. Off, off! You're washed up, you're finished! I'll see to it that you never make another movie again.
Hrundi V. Bakshi: Does that include television, sir?
'Wyoming Bill' Kelso: Where are you from?
Hrundi V. Bakshi: I am from India.
'Wyoming Bill' Kelso: Got you covered, Injun.
Hrundi V. Bakshi: Oh! Bang! Howdy, partner.
'Wyoming Bill' Kelso: Pretty quick on the draw there.
Hrundi V. Bakshi: Never I believed in my whole life I would meet him, and he would go "Bang, partner." Listen to me: white man speak with forked tongue.
