James Bond:
So you want me to be half-monk, half-hitman.
M:
Any thug can kill. I need you to take your ego out of the equation.


M:
You've got a bloody cheek!
James Bond:
Sorry. I'll shoot the camera first next time.
M:
Or yourself. You stormed into an Embassy. You violated the only absolutely inviolate rule of international relations, and why? So you could kill a nobody. We wanted to question him, not to kill him! For God's sake! You're supposed to display some kind of judgement.
James Bond:
I did. I thought one less bomb maker in the world would be a good thing.
M:
Exactly. One bomb maker. We're trying to figure out how an entire network of terrorist groups is financed and you give us one bomb maker. Hardly the big picture, wouldn't you say?


Vesper Lynd:
It doesn't bother you? Killing all those people?
James Bond:
Well I wouldn't be very good at my job if it did.


James Bond:
I have a dinner jacket.
Vesper Lynd:
There are dinner jackets and dinner jackets; this is the latter. And I need you looking like a man who belongs at that table.
James Bond:
How?... It's tailored.
Vesper Lynd:
I sized you up the moment we met.


James Bond:
I've got a little itch, down there. Would you mind?


M:
Arrogance and self-awareness seldom go hand in hand.


Vesper Lynd:
There isn't enough room for me and your ego.


James Bond:
Why is it that people who can't take advice always insist on giving it?


Mr. White:
Hello?
James Bond:
Mr. White? We need to talk.
Mr. White:
Who is this?
[a shot rings out. White's leg is shattered. He drops to the ground in obvious pain and drags himself toward the house. He is stopped at the steps by the feet of a man in a suit. He looks up to see Bond with a cell phone in one hand and an assault weapon in the other]
James Bond:
The name's Bond. James Bond.


James Bond:
Stop touching your ear.
Carter:
Sorry?
James Bond:
Put your hand down!


Villiers:
[calling M up in the middle of the night] He's in the Bahamas.
M:
You woke me to share his holiday plans?


Le Chiffre:
[trying to keep calm] I'll get the money. Tell them I'll, I'll get the money.
Mr. White:
Money isn't as valuable to our organization as knowing who to trust.
[shoots him]