[Sanchez is about to kill James]
Franz Sanchez:
You could have had everything.
James Bond:
Don’t you want to know why?
[Shows Sanchez Felix’s lighter, then sets Sanchez on fire]

[Sanchez is about to kill James]
Franz Sanchez:
You could have had everything.
James Bond:
Don’t you want to know why?
[Shows Sanchez Felix’s lighter, then sets Sanchez on fire]
James Bond:
Cheer up, Saunders. The operation’s a success. And officially, its still yours.
Saunders:
I have no intention of leaving it at that, 007! I’m reporting to M that you deliberately missed. Your orders were to kill that sniper!
James Bond:
*Stuff* my orders! I only kill professionals. That girl didn’t know one end of her rifle from the other. Go ahead. Tell M what you want. If he fires me, I’ll thank him for it. Whoever she was, it must have scared the living daylights out of her.
[the morning after Bond sleeps with May Day]
Max Zorin:
You slept well?
James Bond:
A little restless but I got off eventually.
Mike Wallace: Who are these people?
Lowell Bergman: Ordinary people under extraordinary pressure, Mike. What the hell do you expect? Grace and consistency?
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.
[last lines]
Optimus Prime:
With the All Spark gone, we cannot return life to our planet. And fate has yielded its reward: a new world to call home. We live among its people now, hiding in plain sight, but watching over them in secret, waiting, protecting. I have witnessed their capacity for courage, and though we are worlds apart, like us, there’s more to them than meets the eye. I am Optimus Prime, and I send this message to any surviving Autobots taking refuge among the stars. We are here. We are waiting.
State Trooper:
[sobbing]
Please! I have a wife and kids. Please!
Thelma:
You do? Well, you’re lucky. You be sweet to ’em, especially your wife. My husband wasn’t sweet to me. Look how I turned out.
Sarah Whittle: You just saw three monkeys go by on a motorcycle, didn't you?
Judy Shepherd: Yeah.
Sarah Whittle: Good girl. Come on.
Professor Minerva McGonagall: [to Harry, Ron, & Hermione] Why is it, when something happens, it is always you three?
Ron Weasley: Believe me, Professor. I've been asking myself the same question for six years.
James Bond:
[entering Greek Confessional Booth]
Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned.
Q:
[removing priest disguise, to Bond’s surprise]
That’s putting it mildly, 007! Your signal nearly sent Whitehall into shock. Do you know, so far we have managed to locate 439 St. Cyril’s in Greece. Heaven only knows to which one Kristatos took the ATAC.
James Bond:
I know a well-informed person to contact about that, Q.