Hamilton:
Whose funeral is this?
New Orleans Assassin:
Yours.
[stabs Hamilton]

Hamilton:
Whose funeral is this?
New Orleans Assassin:
Yours.
[stabs Hamilton]
Neville:
[talking to Anna about Bob Marley]
He had this idea. It was kind of a virologist idea. He believed that you could cure racism and hate… literally cure it, by injecting music and love into people’s lives. When he was scheduled to perform at a peace rally, a gunman came to his house and shot him down. Two days later he walked out on that stage and sang. When they asked him why – He said, ”The people, who were trying to make this world worse… are not taking a day off. How can I? Light up the darkness.”
Slumber Inc. Attendant:
The stiff, ehm, the deceased back there… Your brother, Mr. Franks?
James Bond:
Yes, it was.
Slumber Inc. Attendant:
I got a brudder.
James Bond:
Small world.
Dr. Kyrie:
Doctors are men who prescribe medicines of which they know little to cure diseases of which they know less for men of whom they know nothing at all.
James Bond:
[to the camera]
This never happened to the other fellow.
Dignam:
[observing an exchange of microprocessors for money between Costello and Chinese triad members]
This is unbelievable. Who put the fuckin’ cameras in this place?
Police Camera Tech:
Who the fuck are you?
Dignam:
I’m the guy who does his job. You must be the other guy.
Captain Joe Glass: I know you speak English
[first lines]
Captain Andropov: Fuck You
Captain Andropov: [dryly] Well… that's a start
James Bond:
Still here, Moneypenny? You should be in bed.
Miss Moneypenny:
James, we *both* should be!
Ethan Hunt:
[sitting in an outdoor café]
So, how does it feel to be a solid citizen again?
Luther Stickell:
Man, I don’t know. I’m gonna miss bein’ disreputable.
Ethan Hunt:
Well, Luther, if it makes you feel any better, I’ll always think of you that way.
Blofeld:
…You made a mistake, my friend. No astronaut would enter the capsule carrying his air conditioner. Let’s see who he is.
[the guards remove 007’s helmet]
Blofeld:
James Bond. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Ernst Stavro Blofeld. They told me you were assassinated in Hong Kong.
James Bond:
Yes, this is my second life.
Blofeld:
You only live twice, Mr. Bond.
James Bond:
[DELETED LINE]
Well, they say twice is the only way to live.