Vesper Lynd: Never trust a rich spy.
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.
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.
Honey Ryder: Have you any idea what they'll do with us?
James Bond: No idea. No door handles or windows, either.
Honey Ryder: It's a prison, then.
James Bond: Mink-lined with first-class service.
Mr. Graham: I live alone, I'm not married.
Lady Britt Dorset: Are you queer or divorced?
Lady Britt Dorset: I must be absolutely your most troublesome customer Mr Graham.
Lady Britt Dorset: Ooh Mr Graham, I'm quite frightened to come and see you again.
Mr. Graham: What's the trouble?
Lady Britt Dorset: Money trouble.
