Licence to Kill (1989)
Timothy Dalton: James Bond
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Quotes
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[Sanchez is about to kill James]
Franz Sanchez : You could have had everything.
James Bond : Don't you want to know why?
[Shows Sanchez Felix's lighter, then sets Sanchez on fire]
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[M confronts Bond in Key West at the Hemingway House]
M : You were supposed to be in Istanbul LAST NIGHT! I'm afraid this unfortunate Leiter business has
[beat]
M : clouded your judgment! *You have a job to do*! I expect you on a plane this afternoon!
James Bond : I haven't finished here, sir.
M : Leave it to the Americans! It's their mess. Let them clear it up.
James Bond : SIR! They're not going to DO ANYTHING!
James Bond : [calms down] I owe it to Leiter. He's put his life on the line for me many times.
M : Oh SPARE ME this sentimental RUBBISH! He knew the risks.
James Bond : And his WIFE?
M : This private vendetta of yours could easily compromise Her Majesty's government. You have an assignment, and I expect you to carry it out *objectively* and *professionally*!
James Bond : Then you have my resignation, sir!
M : [incensed] We're not a country club, 007!
[pause]
M : Effective immediately, your licence to kill is revoked, and I require you to hand over your weapon. Now. I need hardly remind you that you're still bound by the Official Secrets Act.
James Bond : I guess it's, uh... a farewell to arms.
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[Asked why he has a gun]
James Bond : In my business you prepare for the unexpected.
Franz Sanchez : And what business is that?
James Bond : I help people with problems.
Franz Sanchez : Problem solver.
James Bond : More of a problem eliminator.
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James Bond : Pam, this is Q, my "uncle". Uncle, this is "Miss Kennedy," my "cousin."
Q : Ah! We must be related.
[kisses her]
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[Bond heads for Pam's bedroom]
James Bond : Good night, Q.
Pam Bouvier : Sweet dreams, Mr. Bond.
[closes the door on him]
James Bond : [sighing] I hope you don't snore, Q.
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James Bond : [aiming the signiture gun at Sanchez's office window] Watch the birdy, you bastard.
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[Bond points a harpoon at the man who killed Sharkey]
James Bond : Compliments of Sharkey!
[shoots him]
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[Killifer, who took the bribe, is dangling on a rope over shark-infested water]
Ed Killifer : There's $2 million in that suitcase. I'll split it with you.
James Bond : [menacingly] You earned it. You keep it, Old Buddy!
[Throws the case at him, knocking him into the water]
Sharkey : God, what a terrible waste.
[Bond glares at Sharkey]
Sharkey : Of money.
[Bond stops glaring]
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[a fork lift truck bursts through a wall with a Heller impaled on the forks]
Pam Bouvier : Oh, God, it's Heller.
James Bond : Yeah. Looks like he came to a dead end.
[explosions are heard]
James Bond : Come on!
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[Kwang and his Hong Kong agents have captured Bond]
Kwang : Who would have a signature gun?
Fallon : James Bond.
[examines the gun]
Fallon : This is the property of Her Majesty's Government. How did *you* get it?
James Bond : Piss off!
Kwang : Who ordered you to kill Sanchez?
Fallon : No one! He's a rogue agent. I've got orders to bring him back one way or another.
Kwang : We're Hong Kong Narcotics, you BASTARD!
[grabs Bond]
Kwang : Sanchez is taking us to the heart of his operations. I've been setting it up for years!
[menacingly]
Kwang : I just hope that little stunt of yours hasn't scared him off!
James Bond : [Sanchez' army is at the hideout] Get me out of these bloody things!
Fallon : No, Commander. You're a loose cannon on deck.
[prepares syringe]
Fallon : I'm shipping you straight back to London.
[Bond struggles until Sanchez' army attacks]
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James Bond : [after seeing whip marks on Lupe's back] You'd better find yourself a new lover.
Lupe Lamora : Don't you men know any other way?
James Bond : It's Sanchez's way. You seem to like it.
Lupe Lamora : You know nothing. Please go. If they find you here, we'll both be killed.
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Ed Killifer : Freeze! Over by the trap door, old buddy.
James Bond : Is this where you put your old buddy Felix?
Ed Killifer : Not me. Chalk that one up to Sanchez and Krest.
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Pam Bouvier : Look, I just saved your life back there! If it wasn't for me your ass would have been nailed to the wall.
James Bond : You saved *my life*?
Pam Bouvier : YES!
James Bond : It's a tough business you picked, Miss Bouvier. Leave it to the professionals!
Pam Bouvier : Look, pal, I was an *Army pilot*! I have flown to the toughest hell-holes in South America and I will *not* have you lecture *me* about PROFESSIONALISM!
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James Bond : This is no place for you, Q. Go home.
Q : Oh, don't be an idiot, 007. I know exactly what you're up to, and quite frankly, you're going to need my help. Remember, if it hadn't been for Q Branch, you'd have been dead long ago.
[opens a case]
Q : Everything for a man on holiday. Explosive alarm clock - guaranteed never to wake up anyone who uses it. Dentonite toothpaste - to be used sparingly, the latest in plastic explosive.
James Bond : I could do with some plastic.
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James Bond : [Pam kisses Bond] Why don't you wait until you're asked?
Pam Bouvier : Why don't you ask me?
[kisses Bond again]
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[last lines]
[Bond kisses Pam after jumping into a swimming pool after her]
Pam Bouvier : Why don't you wait until you're asked?
James Bond : So why don't you ask me?
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[Sharkey asks about Felix]
Sharkey : How is he?
James Bond : His left leg's gone below the knee. But they might be able to save his arm.
Rasmussen : You can bet it was a chainsaw. Colombians love to use them on informers. Hell, they sell more here than the state of Oregon.
[Rasmussen leaves]
Sharkey : Chainsaw my ass. I know a shark bite when I see one.
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[Pam saves Bond from Dario, who is then violently decimated in a crushing machine]
Pam Bouvier : Are you all right?
James Bond : SWITCH THE BLOODY MACHINE OFF!
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Ticket Agent : [At the Pan Am ticket counter] Your passport please.
James Bond : What's going on?
Ticket Agent : Some big drug dealer just escaped. Now, will that be smoking or non-smoking, mister...?
[Bond leaves quickly]
Ticket Agent : Your ticket!
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Dario : La Senorita Bouvier, don't I know you from somewhere?
Pam Bouvier : No.
Dario : Oh, yes I do. You used to fly charter planes for some friends of mine. I got a job for you.
[Dario grabs her arm]
Dario : Why don't we go outside and we talk in private.
James Bond : Take your hands off her! She's with me.
Dario : Nobody's asking you gringo.
Pam Bouvier : [she has a shotgun aimed at his groin] He's with *me*! Keep your hands on the table!
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Hawkins : Local cops got a tip about a warehouse last night. Turned up 500 keys of Colombian pure, couple of stiffs, and a little bit of piece of what used to be Killifer.
James Bond : Good. At least someone's on the case.
Hawkins : You may be a pal of Leiter's, but I can only cover up so much. The DEA is screaming to know what happened. You know, we... we've got laws in this country, too.
James Bond : Do you have a law against what they did to Leiter?
[a couple of men arrive to escort Bond]
Hawkins : Look... you're in over your head. This is where it ends, Commander.
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Della Leiter : [kissing Bond] That's a custom, you see. The bride always gets to kiss her best man.
James Bond : I thought it was the other way around.
Della Leiter : Aww...
[kisses him again]
Della Leiter : Oh, James, would you mind? Felix is still in the study and we've got to cut this cake.
James Bond : I'll do anything for a woman with a knife.
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[their boat just died]
Pam Bouvier : Out of Gas. I haven't heard that one in a long time.
James Bond : Well, they must have hit the fuel line.
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[after a gunfight with henchmen]
Felix Leiter : [to Bond] Hey, observer! You trying to get yourself killed?
James Bond : If I don't get you back in time for the wedding, I'm a dead man for sure!
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Felix Leiter : There's only one law down there. Sanchez's Law! Plomo o Plata.
James Bond : [nodding] Lead or Silver.
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[after Bond has introduced Pam as his executive secretary Miss Kennedy]
Pam Bouvier : It's *Ms. Kennedy*. And why can't you be *my* executive secretary?
James Bond : We're south of the border. It's a man's world.
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James Bond : Miss Kennedy would you get me a medium-dry Vodka Martini?
Pam Bouvier : Why don't you ask...
James Bond : Shaken! Not stirred.
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Hotel Assistant Manager : Ah, Señor Bond. You'll be pleased to know your Uncle has arrived. I put him in your suite.
James Bond : Thank you.
[Walks away from Hotel's Front Desk]
Pam Bouvier : Your Uncle?
James Bond : Let's make this a proper family reunion. Give me your gun.
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Pam Bouvier : Just fly me in and leave. $50,000.
Pam Bouvier : It's not that easy! False flight plans, payoffs at Isthmus City Airport. I can't do a job like that for less than 100.
James Bond : 60.
Pam Bouvier : 90.
James Bond : 70.
Pam Bouvier : 80.
James Bond : 75.
Pam Bouvier : You pay the fuel.
James Bond : You get the plane.
Pam Bouvier : Deal.
[kiss]
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James Bond : Where's Sanchez?
Lupe Lamora : Upstairs in his office. He's been there all day. He's planning a big party for some Orientals tomorrow night.
James Bond : And what did you tell him about the Wavekrest?
Lupe Lamora : Nothing. Now go.
James Bond : Take me to him.
Lupe Lamora : You loco? You'll get us both killed.
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James Bond : I used to work for the British government. We kept dossiers on such people.
Franz Sanchez : British agent. I knew it. You have class.
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James Bond : Bond, James Bond
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James Bond : You're bloody lucky to be alive!
Pam Bouvier : Its not luck, its experience.
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Hotel Assistant Manager : This is the master bedroom. I hope everything is satisfactory, Señor?
James Bond : It's adequate. I'd like a case of champagne, Bollinger R.D.
Hotel Assistant Manager : Certainly, Señor.
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James Bond : Who whipped you? Sanchez?
Lupe Lamora : It was my fault. I did something wrong, made him angry.
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James Bond : [to Pam] If you're going to stay and be my executive secretary, you'd better look the part. Here. Buy yourself some decent clothes.
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James Bond : Your job's done. Take Q and fly out of here now. I'll make my own way back.
Pam Bouvier : I'd like to stay.
James Bond : No. I work better alone.
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Pam Bouvier : Aren't you coming?
James Bond : No. They'll be after me. It'll be safer on my own.
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Lupe Lamora : What's gonna happen to us?
James Bond : Don't worry. When this is all over, I'll make sure you get back home.
Lupe Lamora : Home? It took me 15 years to get away from there. I don't wanna go back. Can't we leave together? I'll be safe with you.
[kiss]
James Bond : No, Lupe. I don't think that would work out.
Lupe Lamora : How can we tell unless we try?
[kiss]
Lupe Lamora : I think it's gonna work out very well.
[kiss]
