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Eve: I may have a shot. [beat.] It's not clean. Repeat, I do not have a clean shot. Eve: There's a tunnel ahead. I'm going to lose them. M: Can you get into a better position? Eve: Negative, there's no time. M: [beat.] Take the shot. M: I said, take the shot! Eve: I can't, I may hit Bond! M: Take the bloody shot! Eve: [on speaker-phone, solemn.] Agent down.

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M: Where the hell have you been? James Bond: Enjoying death. 007 reporting for duty. M: Why didn't you call? James Bond: You didn't get the postcard? You should try it sometime. Get away from it all. It really lends perspective. M: Ran out of drink where you were, did they? James Bond: What was it you said? Take the bloody shot. M: I made a judgment call. James Bond: You should have trusted me to finish the job. M: It was a possibility of losing you or the certainty of losing all those other agents. I made the only decision I could and you know it. James Bond: I think you lost your nerve. M: What are you expecting? A bloody apology? You know the rules of the game. You've been playing it long enough. We both have. James Bond: Maybe too long. M: Speak for yourself. James Bond: Ronson didn't make it, did he? M: No. James Bond: So this is it. We're both played out. M: If you believed that, why did you come back? James Bond: [sarcastically] Good question. M: Because we're under attack. And

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Doctor Hall: I'd like to start with some simple word associations. Just tell me the first word that pops into your head. For example, I say, "Day" and you might say… James Bond: Wasted. Doctor Hall: All right. Gun? James Bond: Shot. Doctor Hall: Agent. James Bond: Provocateur. Doctor Hall: Woman? James Bond: Provocatrix. Doctor Hall: Heart? James Bond: Target. Doctor Hall: Bird? James Bond: Sky. Doctor Hall: M. James Bond: Bitch. Doctor Hall: Sunlight? James Bond: Swim. Doctor Hall: Moonlight? James Bond: Dance. Doctor Hall: Murder. James Bond: Employment. Doctor Hall: Country. James Bond: England. Doctor Hall: Skyfall. [Bond says nothing] Skyfall. James Bond: Done. [walks out] Gareth Mallory: [to M; sarcastically] This is going well.

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James Bond: I am sorry, but we have met before? Eve: I am the one who should say sorry. James Bond: It was only four ribs; some of the less vital organs. Nothing major. [he and Eve walk into a big room of the building.] Not enough excitement in Istanbul? Eve: I've been reassigned. Temporary suspension from field work. James Bond: Really? Eve: Mm. Something to do with killing 007. James Bond: Well, you gave it your best shot. Eve: It was hardly my best shot. James Bond: I'm not sure I can survive your best. Eve: Doubt you'll get the chance. Bond: Well, do me a favor, will you. If they do ever let you back out there, warn me first. Eve: I'm assisting Gareth Mallory in the transition and then I'll be back in the field. James Bond: It's what you want? Eve: Yes, of course. James Bond: It's not for everyone. Bill Tanner: [directing Bond into M's office] Ah, 007. It's this way. James Bond: [to Eve.] In your defense, a moving target is much harder to hit. Eve: Then you'd better keep moving.

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Q: It always makes me feel a little melancholy - a grand old war ship, being ignominiously hauled away to scrap. The inevitability of time, don't you think? What do you see? James Bond: A bloody big ship. Excuse me. [rising to leave.] Q: 007. [Bond reacts and sits back down.] I'm your new Quartermaster. James Bond: You must be joking. Q: Why, because I'm not wearing a lab coat? James Bond: Because you still have spots. Q: My complexion is hardly relevant. James Bond: Your competence is. Q: Age is no guarantee of efficiency. James Bond: And youth is no guarantee of innovation. Q: I'll hazard I can do more damage on my laptop sitting in my pyjamas before my first cup of Earl Grey than you can do in a year in the field. James Bond: Oh, so why do you need me? Q: Every now and then, a trigger has to be pulled. James Bond: Or not pulled. It's hard to know which in your pyjamas. [Beat] Q. [offers his hand.] Q: [shakes his hand.] 007.

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James Bond: [on receiving his equipment from Q.] A gun and a radio. It's not exactly Christmas, is it? Q: Were you expecting an exploding pen? We don't really go in for that anymore.

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Eve: [watches Bond shave] Cut-throat razor. How very traditional. James Bond: [suggestively] Well, I like to do some things the old-fashioned way. Eve: [smiles] Sometimes the old ways are the best.

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Sévérine: It's not too late. We could turn back now. James Bond: [eyes armed guards standing behind them menacingly] I wouldn't be so sure.

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Raoul Silva: Just look at you, barely held together by your pills and your drink. James Bond: Don't forget my pathetic love of country. Raoul Silva: You're still clinging to your faith in that old woman, when all she does is lie to you. James Bond: She never lied to me. Raoul Silva: No? James Bond: No. Raoul Silva: What did you score on your marksmanship evaluation? James Bond: Seventy. Raoul Silva: [laughs mockingly] Forty. Did she tell you the psychologist cleared you for duty? James Bond: Yes. Raoul Silva: No. No. [sighs, reads test results from a laptop] "Medical evaluation: Failed. Physical evaluation: Failed. Psychological evaluation: Alcohol and substance addiction indicated." Ooh! "Pathological rejection of authority based on unresolved childhood trauma. Subject is not approved for field duty and immediate suspension from service advised." What is this if not betrayal? She sent you after me, knowing you were not ready, knowing you would likely die. Mommy was very bad. Hmm? [he

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Raoul Silva: [seeing M for the first time after years] You're smaller then I remember. M: Whereas I barely remember you at all. Raoul Silva: It's strange; for me, it just feels like yesterday. Are you surprised? M: Not particularly, but then you always were a slippery one. Raoul Silva: Maybe that's why you liked me so much. M: You flatter yourself. Raoul Silva: No remorse. Just as I had imagined. M: Regret is unprofessional. Raoul Silva: [laughs] "Regret is unprofessional?" They kept me for five months in a room with no air. They tortured me and I protected your secrets. I protected you. But they made me suffer and suffer [beat.] and suffer. Until I realized, it was you who betrayed me. You betrayed me. So I had only one thing left: my cyanide capsule in my back left molar. You remember, don't you? So, I broke the tooth and bit into the capsule. It burned all of my insides, but I didn't die. Life clung to me like a disease. And then I understood why I had survived. I needed to look int

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Q: If you're through that door, you should be in the Tube. James Bond: [deadpan] I'm in the Tube. Q: Bond, this isn't an escape, this was years in the planning. He wanted us to capture him, he wanted us to access his computer. It was all planned - blowing up HQ, knowing all the emergency protocols, knowing we'd retreat down here. James Bond: I got all that. It's what he's got planned next that worries me. Q: District line is the closest. There should be a service door on your left. James Bond: Got it. [he tries the door handle] It won't open. Q: Of course it will, put your back into it. James Bond: Why don't you come down here and put your back into it?! [he tries again.] No, it's stuck. [a rumble is heard, and Bond looks along the tracks] Oh good. There's a train coming. Q: Hmm. That's vexing. James Bond: I'm through. Q: Told you. We've alerted security. Police are on their way.

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James Bond: There's too many people, I can't see him. Q: Welcome to rush hour on the Tube. Not something you'd know much about. James Bond: The train's leaving. Do I get on the train? Q: [hesitant.] Don't get on the train, I'm not sure he's on it. Give us a minute. James Bond: [impatient.] Do I get on the train? Q: Bond? James Bond: What? Q: Get on the train. Man at Tube Station: He's keen to get home. James Bond: [to train conductor.] Open the door, please! James Bond: Open. The door! James Bond: Health and Safety. Carry on. Q: Where are you? James Bond: [moving through the carriages.] Take a wild guess, Q. Q: He's in disguise now. He's dressed as a policeman. James Bond: [sarcastic.] Of course he is. Q: [tracking the train's path, muttering.] Where's he going? Where's he going? James Bond: [realising.] He's going for M. Tell Tanner - get her out of there.

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M: Well I'm not hiding in there, if that's your brilliant plan. James Bond: We're changing vehicles. The problem with company cars is they have trackers. M: [sarcastic.] Well, I suppose that's completely inconspicuous. James Bond: Get in. M: It's not very comfortable, is it? James Bond: [flips up the cap on the gearstick to reveal the ejector seat button underneath.] You gonna complain all the way? M: Oh, go on then, eject me. See if I care. M: Where are we going? James Bond: Back in time. Somewhere we'll have the advantage.

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Q: It's a fine line. Make the breadcrumb too small, and he might miss it. Too big, and Silva will smell a rat. Bill Tanner: Yes, but you'd think even Silva will be able to spot that. Q: He's the only one who could. Tanner: Sir? Q: Oh... Gareth Mallory: What are you doing? Q: We're just... monitoring. Mallory: Creating a false tracking signal for Silva to follow. Tanner: Well, sir, um... Q: Well, no... Mallory: Excellent thinking. Get him isolated. Send him on the A9, it's a direct route. You can monitor his progress more accurately and confirm it with the traffic cameras. Tanner: But, uh... what if the PM finds out? Mallory: Then we're all buggered. Carry on.

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Kincade: So who are we supposed to be fighting? James Bond: No "we" in it, Kincade. This is not your fight. Kincade: Try and stop me, you jumped-up little shit. Now remember what I taught you. Don't let it pull to the left. James Bond: [deadpan] I'll do my best. Kincade: What did you say you did for a living?

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M: I fucked this up, didn't I? James Bond: No. You did your job. [beat] I read your obituary of me. M: And? James Bond: Appalling. M: Yeah, I knew you'd hate it. I did call you an exemplar of British fortitude. James Bond: Oh, that bit was alright. James Bond: Are you ready? Kincade: I was ready before you were born, son.

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Raoul Silva: [on seeing that M is wounded, panicked] You're hurt. You're hurt! What have they done to you? What have they done to you? [puts his gun in her hand, and presses it to her head, and rests his head against hers, directly in the path of the gun] Free us both. With the same bullet. Do it. Do it. Only you can do it. Now do it. [he screams as Bond lobs a knife into his back. He turns and glares at Bond, groaning with impotent rage. He kneels onto the floor.] James Bond: Last rat standing. M: 007, what took you so long? James Bond: Well, I got into some deep water. M: I suppose it's too late to make a run for it? James Bond: Well, I'm game if you are. M: I did get one thing right.

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James Bond: You know, we've never been formally introduced. Eve: Oh. Well, my name's Eve... Eve Moneypenny. James Bond: I look forward to our time together, Miss Moneypenny. Eve: Me, too. I'm sure we'll have one or two close shaves.

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Gareth Mallory: [now promoted to become the new head of MI6 as the new M] So, 007… [gives Bond his next assignment] Lots to be done. Are you ready to get back to work? James Bond: With pleasure, M. With pleasure.