Thunderball (1965) Poster

(1965)

Sean Connery: James Bond

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  • [Placing Fiona's body in a chair after she is shot on the dance floor] 

    James Bond : Do you mind if my friend sits this one out? She's just dead.

  • Fiona : You look pale, Mr. Bond. I hope I didn't frighten you.

    Bond : Well you see, I've always been a nervous passenger.

    Fiona : Some men just don't like to be driven.

    Bond : No, some men just don't like to be taken for a ride.

  • Pat Fearing : Funny-looking bruise. A fall?

    James Bond : A poker, in the hands of a widow.

    Pat Fearing : Really? I'd have thought you were just the type for a widow.

    James Bond : Not this one. He didn't like me at all.

  • [Largo dies] 

    Domino : I'm glad I killed him.

    James Bond : *You're* glad?

  • Domino : Vargas's behind you.

    James Bond : Really...

    Domino : He must have followed us.

    James Bond : [shoots Vargas with a spear gun]  I think he got the point.

    Domino : It should have been Largo.

  • [after making love to the evil Fiona Volpe] 

    James Bond : My dear girl, don't flatter yourself. What I did this evening was for King and country. You don't think it gave me any pleasure, do you?

    Fiona : But of course, I forgot your ego, Mr. Bond. James Bond, who only has to make love to a women and she stars to hear heavenly choirs singing. She repents, then immediately returns to the side of right and virtue... .

    [she steps on Bond's foot] 

    Fiona : ... but not this one!

  • James Bond : My dear, uncooperative Domino.

    Domino : How do you know that? How do you know my friends call me Domino?

    James Bond : It's on the bracelet on your ankle.

    Domino : So... what sharp little eyes you've got.

    James Bond : Wait 'til you get to my teeth.

  • [to the shark that almost bit him] 

    James Bond : You can tell of the one that got away.

  • Emilio Largo : Pull!

    [hits the clay pigeon] 

    Emilio Largo : What could be easier?

    Bond : Huh! Perhaps you'd call one for me.

    Emilio Largo : Of course. Pull!

    Bond : Seems terribly difficult.

    [hits the clay pigeon while shooting from the hip] 

    Bond : No, it isn't, is it?

    Emilio Largo : No...

  • Bond : Madame, I've, uh, come to offer my sincere condolences.

    [slugs madame in the jaw] 

    Bond : My dear Colonel Bouvar, I don't think you should have opened that car door by yourself.

  • [after leaving an Irrigation Therapy Room] 

    Bond : See you later, irrigator.

  • Q : Now here's something I want you to use with special care. With special care.

    James Bond : Everything you give me...

    Q : You treat it with equal contempt. Yes, I know, but that's an underwater camera. It takes eight pictures in rapid succession by pressing that button now.

    James Bond : Is that clever?

    Q : If it can take pictures in the dark with an infrared film, yes.

  • Domino : Thank you, Mister...?

    Bond : James Bond. I arrived soon after you went down. I've been admiring your form.

    Domino : Have you, now? You're name's James Bond and you've been admiring my form?

    Bond : Mm, most girls just paddle around. You swim like a man.

    Domino : So do you.

    Bond : Well, I've had quite a bit of practice. Do you come here often?

    Domino : Whenever I am bored. Practically every day.

    Bond : Mm hmm.

  • Emilio Largo : Someone has to lose.

    Bond : Yes, I thought I saw a specter at your shoulder.

    Emilio Largo : What do you mean?

    Bond : The specter of defeat. That your luck was due to change.

    Emilio Largo : We'll soon find out.

  • Bond : I understand you're Mr. Largo's niece?

    Domino : Sounds better than - what would you say? Mistress? Kept woman?

  • [after making love to Pat, Bond sees something suspicious on the grounds, and gets up to investigate] 

    Pat Fearing : James, where are you going?

    James Bond : Oh, nowhere. I just thought I'd take a little, uh... exercise.

    Pat Fearing : You must be joking.

  • Emilio Largo : You wish to put the evil eye on me, eh? We have a way to deal with that where I come from.

    James Bond : You may hex me. Let's see what it does for the cards.

  • [Bond is standing in the doorway between their apartments as Fiona takes a bath] 

    Fiona : Aren't you in the wrong room, Mr. Bond?

    Bond : Not from where I'm standing.

  • Domino : He's a wonderful person. The trouble is, I never meet anyone like him.

    Bond : Only men like Largo and myself.

    Domino : You are not like Largo.

    Bond : Why do you say that?

    Domino : The way you - hold me.

  • Miss Moneypenny : Uh uh. In the conference room. Something pretty big. Every double-oh man in Europe's been rushed in. *And* the Home Secretary, too.

    James Bond : Somebody's probably lost a dog.

  • Miss Moneypenny : James, how else will you recognize her?

    James Bond : Can't miss. She has two moles on her left thigh.

  • [Bond shows M a picture of Dominique Derval, the Vulcan pilot's sister] 

    M : Do we know where she is now?

    James Bond : Nassau.

    M : Do you think she's worth going after?

    James Bond : Well, I wouldn't put it quite like that, sir...

  • [first lines] 

    Madame LaPorte : The coffin - it has your initials: J.B.

    Bond : At the moment, rather him than me.

    Madame LaPorte : At least you've been saved the effort of removing him. Colonel Bouvar passed away in his sleep, so they tell me.

    Bond : Mm...

    Madame LaPorte : You sound disappointed you did not kill him yourself.

    Bond : I am. Jacques Bouvar murdered two of my colleagues.

  • Bond : Keep in touch.

    Pat Fearing : Anytime, James. Anyplace.

    Bond : Another time, another place.

  • Count Lippe : [after Bond slides a broom handle through the handles of doors on a sitting steam bath that Lippe is in]  What the hell do you think you're doing?

    Bond : Now don't you worry, I'll tell the chef!

    Count Lippe : Let me out of this bloody machine!

  • Miss Moneypenny : [Talking on the phone]  A red square with a spike through it?

    Bond : Yes, I think it's a tong sign: the Red Dragon from Macao. Ask Records to verify it, will you?

    Miss Moneypenny : Uh, sorry, sweetie. You're off duty. File it till you get back.

    Bond : Moneypenny, next time I see you, I'll put you across my knee.

    Miss Moneypenny : On yogurt and lemon juice? Ah-ha-ha. I can hardly wait!

  • Pat Fearing : You wouldn't tell Doctor Wade? Please, I'd lose my job.

    Bond : Well, I, I suppose my silence could have a price.

    Pat Fearing : You don't mean - oh, no.

    Bond : Oh, yes!

  • Miss Moneypenny : [Looking at a photograph]  A smashing figure! I don't suppose that has anything to do with your request.

    Bond : Was there ever a man more misunderstood.

    Miss Moneypenny : Now, James, you can't pull the wool over my eyes. You may be able to con the old man, but, I know better.

  • Bond : Have some of my conch chowder.

    Domino : You've been reading the wrong books, Mr. Bond.

    Bond : About conch chowder?

    Domino : About being an aphrodisiac.

    Bond : Well, it just so happens that I like conch chowder.

    Domino : Oh!

  • Emilio Largo : I collect big game fish for various marine institutions. Magnificent creatures.

    Bond : Mm, charming.

    Emilio Largo : The notorious Golden Grotto Sharks. The most savage. The most dangerous.

    Bond : Mm!

    Emilio Largo : They know when it's time for them to be fed.

  • Emilio Largo : Perhaps *you'd* like to take the shoe - my friend won't mind - Mister...

    James Bond : Bond.

    Emilio Largo : Ah yes! Mr. Bond. One of my associates talk about you.

    James Bond : Nothing bad, I hope.

  • James Bond : That gun, it looks more fitting for a woman.

    Emilio Largo : You know much about guns, Mr. Bond?

    James Bond : No, but I know a little about women.

    [Bond and Largo spot Domino eavesdropping] 

  • Bond : [draping arm around nurse]  Do I seem healthy to you?

    Pat Fearing : Too healthy, by far.

  • James Bond : I'm truly sorry to have to dash off like this, but, there's been a bit of a flap at the office.

    Pat Fearing : What kind of work do you do, anyway?

    James Bond : Oh, I travel... a sort of - licensed troubleshooter.

  • [after a narrow escape from a motorized traction table set on overload] 

    James Bond : I must be six inches taller.

  • [last lines] 

    Bond : [helping Domino into a life raft]  Up.

  • James Bond : [donning the underwater jet pack]  ... and the kitchen sink.

    Felix Leiter : On you, anything looks good.

  • Emilio Largo : *Every* man has his passion. Mine is fishing. What is yours, Mr. Bond?

    Bond : Well, I'm not what you'd call a passionate man.

    [eyes Domino] 

    Domino : [chuckles]  I think it's time I went to change.

    Emilio Largo : You must let me show you around.

    Bond : Oh, I'd love that!

    Emilio Largo : I *thought* you might.

  • Pat Fearing : Take off your bath robe, please.

    Bond : You never say that as if you meant it.

    Pat Fearing : Arms above your head, please.

    [Bond makes a pass] 

    Pat Fearing : Behave yourself, Mr. Bond!

  • Fiona : But the music is gonna go on all night, anyhow. Enough to drive you wild. You like wild things, Mr. Bond, Mr. James Bond? Ah!

    Bond : Wild? You should be locked up in a cage.

    Fiona : Mm. Mm, this bed feels like a cage. All these bars. Do you think I'll be... *safe*?

  • Fiona : [after a lovemaking session]  You made a shocking mess out of my hair, you sadistic brute. Will you zip me up, please?

    Bond : Mm! No wonder you can get dressed so quickly. On the way we can have a little talk. You may find it interesting. Come on.

    Fiona : I'm coming. I hate to think I'm going to miss anything.

    [Bond opens the door, Largo's henchmen are there, Bond quickly closes the door] 

    Fiona : And now *we* can go somewhere for an interesting talk.

    Bond : Friends of yours, no doubt.

    [opens the door] 

    Bond : Come in!

    Fiona : You dress quickly, too. I didn't see that gun in the mirror.

    Bond : Not that it matters, but that was under the pillow all the time.

    Fiona : And when did you find out?

    Bond : Well, you're wearing the same ring as Largo.

    Fiona : It's a ring I like to wear.

    Bond : Vanity has its dangers.

    Fiona : Vanity, Mr. Bond? Something you know so *much* about.

  • Radio announcer : ...we have no plans to visit the United States. Now here's a special announcement from the overseas service of the BBC. Big Ben...

    Bond : Shh!

    Radio announcer : ...actually did strike seven times at six o'clock this evening. This was caused by a mechanical failure which last occurred during a violent electrical storm in eighteen hundred and ninety-eight. Now here once again are the headlines...

    Bond : Obviously stalling for time.

  • Domino : Oh, something I remembered. It may not be important.

    Bond : Tell me. Everything's important.

    Domino : There's a small bridge over the canal. Largo never allows strangers to go near it. By the canal there's a flight of steps.

    Bond : Where to the steps lead to?

    Domino : Down into the sea, on the far side of Palmyra. Perhaps it *is* important, after all.

  • Bond : Separate pool. For sharks, no less. Move in. Hold on that line. That's Largo's place, all right. My next port of call.

  • Bond : That boat, is she yours?

    Emilio Largo : The Disco Volante, yes. I'm very proud of her.

    Bond : Uh, what does she do? About fifteen knots?

    Emilio Largo : Better than that: near twenty. Perhaps you'd like to see over her.

    Bond : Yes, I would, very much.

  • Pat Fearing : Oh, those damned airplanes. They're enough to drive you mad.

    James Bond : Mm...

    Pat Fearing : Unless, of course, it's that mink glove of yours.

    James Bond : I'll uh, shut out the noise.

  • Domino : Emilio, lunch is ready.

    Emilio Largo : Thank you, my darling.

    Domino : Come along, Mr. Bond. The conch chowder smells delicious.

    Emilio Largo : Uh, Domino.

    Domino : Yes?

    Emilio Largo : I was just thinking... As I'll be busy this evening, perhaps Mr. Bond will be kind enough to take you to the Junkanoo. It's our local Mardi Gras. You'll be my guest tonight, Mr. Bond.

    Bond : Well, that's very kind of you.

    Emilio Largo : It will be my pleasure.

  • Felix Leiter : Well, that's it, James. We've looked about everywhere.

    Bond : We've got to find that plane.

    Felix Leiter : You won't find it down there. That's the Golden Grotto.

    Bond : Golden Grotto?

    Felix Leiter : Yeah. All you find down there are sharks.

    Bond : Take it down, I want a closer look.

    Felix Leiter : Closer look at what?

    Bond : Never mind, take it down quick!

    [Bond sees a dark object on the sandy bottom] 

    Bond : Set 'er down Felix, I think we've found it.

  • Bond : That much we do know. But there's something we don't. The bombs: when they're being loaded aboard the Disco Volante.

    Domino : How could I know that?

    Bond : That you'll have to find out. It won't be easy. Could be very dangerous.

    Domino : What can he do to me he hasn't already done?

  • Shrublands Receptionist : [the fire alarm is ringing]  What's happened? What's going on?

    Bond : I don't know. Could it be the front door bell?

    Pat Fearing : No, it most certainly could *not*.

    Bond : Oh well, eh...

    Pat Fearing : Haven't you had enough exercise for one evening?

    Bond : Eh, it's funny you should say that.

  • Bond : What else do you do, and where?

    Domino : You don't waste time. Do you?

    Bond : No.

    Domino : [places her sea star against his chest, like a badge]  For effort.

    Bond : Oh, thank you. I'll wear it so you'll know me next time.

  • Bond : Tell Leiter to stay with the girl. I'll get back to him just as soon as I can.

    Pinder : Anything else?

    Bond : Tell him Paula's dead.

    Pinder : OK.

  • Bond : [to the pursuing shark, only in some prints of the film]  Sorry old chap. Better luck next time.

  • Bond : [spots the two moles on her left thigh]  I was right. Couldn't miss.

    Domino : I'm not with you.

    Bond : Oh you soon will be.

  • Fiona : What's your name?

    Bond : James Bond.

    Fiona : Fiona Volpe.

    [Fiona takes a turn at high speed] 

    Bond : Fly here often?

    Fiona : Do I make you nervous?

    Bond : No. It's just that I have no desire to be... capsized twice in one night.

    Fiona : Well, at least you won't have to... swim ashore. Have you been here before, Mr. Bond?

    Bond : No, I haven't. But, uh, this *is* the road to Nassau?

    Fiona : Yes... Eventually.

  • Miss Moneypenny : *You* are late!

    James Bond : Yes. Some people on the roads really burn you up these days.

  • Pinder : Governor's not very happy, but you'll have a power cut as you requested, all over the island.

    Bond : I don't give a damn about the rest of the island. I just want the lights out in Palmyra.

    Pinder : You'll have it.

  • Bond : Look at this! An underwater hatch.

    Felix Leiter : Yeah. So *that's* how they could leave and get back.

    Bond : Yes, and nobody saw them. Obviously the whole operation was carried out underwater. That's where we'll have to look for the plane. Come on, Felix.

  • Bond : Are you sleeping aboard tonight?

    Domino : I *hoped* you'd not be so obvious.

    Bond : Well, when one has little time one sort of *has* to be obvious.

    Domino : You know where you can find me.

  • Fiona : May I cut in?

    Girl in Kiss Kiss Club : You should have told me your wife was here!

    [walks off] 

    Bond : [to Fiona, as they dance]  Do you come here often?

    Fiona : It's no good you trying to escape, Mr. Bond.

    Bond : I don't want to escape. Strange as it may seem, I've grown accustomed to your face.

    Fiona : Why don't you come with us quietly?

    Bond : You don't seem to understand. You see, I *enjoy* my dancing.

    [Deftly moves Fiona so that she blocks a fatal gunshot aimed at him] 

  • Felix Leiter : Well, hello Double-Oh...

    [James slugs Felix to shut him up, then slugs Quist, who was hiding in the shower] 

    Felix Leiter : Fine way to treat the CIA!

    James Bond : I'm sorry about that, Felix, but you were about to say double-O seven. Here.

    [James gives Quist's gun to Felix] 

    Felix Leiter : Well, James, did you kill him?

    James Bond : You know me better than that.

  • M : I've assigned you to Station "C" Canada.

    James Bond : Sir, I'd respectfully request that you change my assignment to Nassau.

    M : Is there any other reason, besides your enthusiasm for water sports?

  • Felix Leiter : What's our next move?

    James Bond : The Disco Volante. If the bombs aren't aboard, they soon will be.

    Felix Leiter : Who you going to ask, Largo?

    James Bond : No, we won't have to.

  • Bond : [massaging Pat]  Mink. It uh, reduces the tensions.

    Pat Fearing : [throaty voice]  Not mine.

  • Bond : [Ordering at Cafe Martinique]  Beluga caviar, Dom Perignon '55.

  • Bond : [Bond sees Q enter the equipment room]  Oh no.

    Q : Ah, double-oh seven.

    Bond : [sarcastically]  What a wonderful surprise.

    Q : Well, for me, too. I must say, I find this business of equipping you in the field, on the run as it were, highly irregular. Here we have a Geiger counter. Useful and unobtrusive. The sweep hand takes the radioactivity count. It's waterproof, of course.

    Bond : But of course.

  • Q : It closes to a convenient pocket size.

    Bond : Assuming one has a convenient pocket.

  • Bond : How far do you go?

    Fiona : You better fasten your safety belt.

  • Palmyra waiter : Drink, Sir.

    Emilio Largo : Rum Collins, Mr. Bond?

    Bond : Yes. Just about that hour, isn't it?

    [checks his Geiger counter watch] 

  • Bond : Domino, I need your help.

    Domino : Of course. That's why you make love to me.

  • Bond : [putting his jet pack into a car trunk]  No well-dressed man should be without one.

    Madame LaPorte : Hmm, yes, very practical.

  • Felix Leiter : Who was he?

    Bond : Like I said, a small fish. Working for a Mr. Largo. They've got a yacht we should take a look at. Later.

  • Bond : There's *something* camouflage down there. I'll take a look. Shoot one of those sharks. It'll keep the others occupied.

    Felix Leiter : Right.

    [shoots a shark dead with a rifle] 

    Bond : I don't know how long the others'll take... before they finish him off. But they'll be back.

    Felix Leiter : I'll keep an eye on 'em.

    Bond : Good.

  • Bond : Perhaps this, Sir.

    [hands M the photo of Francois and Dominique Derval] 

    M : Uh, well?

    Bond : Well, there was a photograph of that man in this dossier you gave us. His name is Derval. Well I saw him last night at Shrublands... but he was dead!

    Group Captain : Oh no, Sir, not possible. He was seen boarding the Vulcan. Took off last night.

    M : If 007 says he saw Derval last night at Shrublands and he was dead, that's enough for me to initiate inquiries.

    Group Captain : Oh well, yes Sir, of course.

  • Bond : By the way, who is the man in the room next to your Count Lippe?

    Pat Fearing : I really don't know too much about him. A Mr. Angelo. He's here with a private physician, recuperating from an awful car crash, I understand.

  • Bond : Tell London I've made contact with the girl.

    Paula : Boy, is that what I call "contact!" I'll pass it through that you've *seen* the girl.

  • Q : Now here's a miniature Very pistol, which fires a bright red flare, a distress signal. You should keep in on you, day and night.

    Bond : I resent that remark.

    [Bond prepares to fire the pistol] 

    Q : Here! Look, do you mind?

  • Q : Now pay attention. A recently developed, harmless, radioactive device.

    Bond : Harmless.

    Q : Which sends out a homing signal to a special receiver.

    Bond : Mm! Well what am I supposed to do with this?

    Q : Obviously you... swallow it.

    Bond : Now?

  • Bond : [after extracting a sea egg spine with his teeth]  It's the first time I've tasted women. They're rather good.

  • Fiona : What a blow it must have been: You having a failure.

    James Bond : Well, you can't win them all.

  • Bond : [after noticing Domino frowning as she notices Quist]  Friend of yours?

    Domino : He works for my guardian.

    Bond : Your guardian has you watched?

    Domino : He likes to know where I am.

    Bond : I don't blame him.

  • Pat Fearing : *Behave* yourself, Mr. Bond! Oh, I can see there's only one place to keep *you* quiet.

    [pulls back a curtain to reveal a traction table] 

    Bond : And what's this?

    Pat Fearing : A motorized traction table for stretching the spine. Some patients call it "The Rack."

    Bond : I'm not surprised.

    Pat Fearing : Oh, get on.

    Bond : Where's the kickstarter?

    Pat Fearing : Oh, stop fooling around, and face down, please.

    Bond : Face...

  • Pat Fearing : [after seeing Bond pause to watch a body being loaded into an ambulance]  Mr. Angelo. Heart attack last night.

    Bond : I'm not surprised.

  • Domino : He's going to be impossible if his luck doesn't change.

    Bond : Somehow I don't think it will, tonight.

  • Bond : Get your radio man onto Orlando Beach. Warn them the target is Miami. Also, the bomb is transferred from the Disco Volante onto a wreck off Fowley Point.

    Felix Leiter : Right. Hang onto that.

  • [James Bond is about to tell Domino about her brother's death, and she thinks he is about to tell her that he is leaving] 

    Domino : [as she is taking out a cigarette; casually]  You're going away? Well, it's all over and done with...

    James Bond : No, it's about your brother.

    Domino : [facing him]  What about him?

    [James holds out Francoise's dog-tag necklace and watch for Domino to see. Domino reacts in surprise as she recognizes her brother's jewelry] 

    Domino : [as she takes her brother's dog tag in a gingerly manner and looks at it in sorrow]  Francoise...

    [Domino then takes the watch and finally realizes what happened to her brother] 

    Domino : [with tears in her eyes; Bond looks down at the ground, feeling her pain]  He's... he's dead...

    [Domino wipes a tear] 

    Domino : [stalwart]  What happened?

    James Bond : It's a long story, that involves your friend... Largo.

  • Bond : I hope we didn't frighten the fish.

    Domino : [they begin to walk ashore]  Ow! Sea egg spines. They're poisonous!

    Bond : Here, give me your arm.

  • Pat Fearing : You better come along with with me. Spend a few minutes in the steam room. That will help to relax you.

    Bond : Yes.

    Pat Fearing : Might even shrink you back to size.

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