Captain Joe Glass: I know you speak English
[first lines]
Captain Andropov: Fuck You
Captain Andropov: [dryly] Well… that's a start

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.
Fiona:
[after Bond finds her in the bathtub in his hotel room]
Since you’re here, would you mind giving me something to put on?
[Bond casually hands Fiona her shoes]
Arthur Fleck:
You don’t listen, do you? I don’t think you ever really hear me. You just ask the same questions every week. ”How’s your job?” ”Are you having any negative thoughts?” All I have are negative thoughts.
Vincent:
You want to know how I did it? This is how I did it, Anton: I never saved anything for the swim back.
Elise:
Invite me to dinner, Frank?
Frank Taylor:
What?
[Elise gives Frank a look]
Frank Taylor:
Would you like to have dinner?
Elise:
Women don’t like questions.
Frank Taylor:
Join me for dinner.
Elise:
Too demanding.
Frank Taylor:
Join me for dinner?
Elise:
Another question.
Frank Taylor:
[thinks for a moment]
I’m having dinner, if you’d care to join me.
[Elise smiles at Frank]
James Bond:
Red wine with fish. Well, that should have told me something.
Donald ”Red” Grant:
You may know the right wines, but you’re the one on your knees. How does it feel old man?
Allan Trumbull:
It is our moments of struggle that define us.