Quotes - Tomorrow Never Dies

Bond: [punching a man who is lighting a cigarette] Filthy habit.

Carver: Let the mayhem begin.

Bond: Oh, Moneypenny. Um... I'm just up here at Oxford, brushing up on a little Danish.
Professor Inga Bergstrom: Little?
Moneypenny: You'll have to kiss off your lesson, James.
Bond: Uh-huh. I'll be there in, uh... in an hour.
Moneypenny: Better make that 30 minutes.
Moneypenny: You always were a cunning linguist James.

Roebuck: With all due respect, M, sometimes I don't think you have the balls for this job.
M: Perhaps. But the advantage is that I don't have to think with them all the time.

Paris: Tell me James, do you still sleep with a gun under your pillow?

Carver: So much for German efficiency.

Moneypenny: You'll just have to decide how much pumping is needed James.

Carver: Words are the new weapons, satellites the new artillery.


Carver: The distance between insanity and genius is measured only by success.

Wai Lin: Every now and then, you get to work with a decadent agent of a corrupt Western power.
Bond: And they say Communists don't know how to have fun.

Bond: If I might say so, you've found the right decadent, corrupt western agent as a partner.

Wade: You know that, officially, Uncle Sam is completely neutral in this turkey shoot.
Bond: And unofficially?
Wade: We have no interest in seeing World War III - unless we start it!

Kaufman: I am to torture you if you do not do it.
Bond: You have a doctorate in that, too?
Kaufman: No, this is more like a hobby. But I am very gifted.

Carver: What you're about to witness, Ms Lin is not so much a missile attack but the launch of a new world order.

Gupter: Ready to rock and ruin.

BMW narration: [midway through a high-speed chase] Warning, unsafe driving will void warranty.

Carver: Good morning, my golden retrievers! What kind of havoc shall the Carver Media Group create in the world today? News?
Journalist: Floods in Pakistan, riots in Paris, and a plane crash in California.
Carver: Excellent!

M: You had a relationship with Carver's wife, Paris.
Bond: That was a long time ago, M, before she married. I didn't realise it was public knowledge.
Moneypenny: Queen and country, James.
M: Find out whether Carver sent that ship off-course and why. Use your relationship with Mrs Carver.
Bond: I doubt if she'll remember me.
M: Remind her. Then pump her for information.
Moneypenny: You just have to decide how much pumping is needed, James.


Carver: Mr Wallace, call the President. Tell him if he doesn't sign the bill lowering the cable rates, we will release the video of him with the cheerleader in the Chicago motel room.
Wallace: Inspired, sir.
Carver: And after he signs the bill, release the tape anyway.
Wallace: Consider him slimed.

Gupter: I call it "Gupter's Law of Creative Anomalies". If it sounds too good to be true, it always is.

Bond: Elliot, I was wondering about your satellites, your global position.
Carver: They're merely tools for information, Mr Bond.
Bond: Or disinformation. If you wanted to manipulate the course of governments or people, or even a ship.
Carver: You have a vivid imagination... for a banker. You should write a novel.
Bond: Heavens, no. I'd be lost at sea. Adrift.

Paris: I used to look in the papers every day for your obituary.
Bond: Sorry to disappoint you.

Bond: I always enjoyed learning a new tongue.

Wai Lin: What kind of banking do you specialise in, Mr Bond?
Bond: Hostile take-overs.

Carver: Mr Jones, are we ready to release our new software?
Jones: Yes, sir. As requested, it's full of bugs, which means people will be forced to upgrade for years.
Carver: Outstanding!

Carver: I want magazine stories, books, films, TV, radio! I want us on air 24 hours a day! This is our moment!

News Anchor: And in a rather embarrassing note, media mogul Elliot Carver was cut off the air tonight during the inaugural broadcast
of his satellite network. Sorry, Elliot, but we didn't do it.

Q: If you just sign here, Mr Bond. It's the insurance damage waiver for your beautiful new car. Will you be needing collision coverage?
Bond: Yes.
Q: Fire
Bond: Probably.
Q: Property damage?
Bond: Definitely.
Q: Personal injury?
Bond: I hope not, but accidents do happen.
Q: They frequently do with you.

Q: Thought you'd pay more attention to a female voice.
Bond: I think we've met.


US officer: The high-altitude, low-opening jump (the HALO jump) is where we get the most fatalities. For five miles use your oxygen, or you'll die of asphyxiation.
Wade: Sounds like my first marriage.

Q: Your new telephone. Talk here, listen here.
Bond: So that's what I've been doing wrong.

Bond: Was it something I said?
Paris: How about the words, I'll be right back?
Bond: Something came up.

Carver: When you remove Mr Bond's heart, there should be enough time for him to watch it stop beating.

Waiter: Drink, Mrs Carver?
Paris: Mr Bond will have a vodka martini, shaken, not stirred.
Bond: Mrs Carver will have a tequila. Straight shot.
Paris: No. Mrs Carver will have a glass of Mr Carver's champagne.

Carver: You're too late again, Mr Bond. It's a bad habit of yours. There's nothing you can do - the missile's fully programmed, it can't be stopped. In a matter of minutes, my plan will succeed, and, thanks largely to your efforts, the British Navy will destroy the evidence. And I'll be out of here, in a Carver news helicopter, covering the event. It's going to be a fantastic show!
Bond: I may have some breaking news for you, Elliot. You forgot the first rule of mass media, Elliot - give the people what they want.

Carver: There's no news... like bad news.

Bond: [cuffed to Wai Lin] We seem to have developed an attachment to each other.

Officer: This is the new banker, Mr...
Bond: Bond. James Bond.
Carver: Another banker, I seem to collect them.


Bond: It won't look like a suicide if you shoot me from over there.
Kaufman: I am a professor of forensic medicine. Believe me, Mr Bond, I could shoot you from Stuttgart und still create the proper effect.

Wai Lin: Still interested in hostile take-overs?
Bond: It's the opportunities to travel that I like about banking.

Carver: [taunting Wai Lin] We're on a stealth boat... they can't see me. Or you. Or even your friend, the late Commander Bond, who at this moment is on his way to the bottom of the South China Sea. He's my new anchorman.

Bond: Another Carver building. If I didn't know better, I'd say he developed an edifice complex.

Bond: You were pretty good with that hook.
Wai-Lin: Thanks. It comes from growing up in a rough neighbourhood. You were pretty good with the bike.
Bond: Thank you. It comes from not growing up at all.