Live and Let Die
[To Bond, Indicating Solitaire.]
Mr. Big: Did you mess with that?
Deputy: J.W., this fellow's from England, see, and he's over here workin' with our government, sort of a... secret agent.
Cab driver: You know where you're going?
Bond: Uptown, I believe?
Cab driver: Uptown? You headed into Harlem!
Bond: Well you just stay on the tail of that jukebox and there's an extra twenty dollars in it for you.
Cab driver: For twenty dollars I'll take you to a Ku Klux Klan cookout!
Sharky: Give my regards to the Baron Samedi. Right between the eyes.
Tee-Hee: There are two ways to disable an alligator, Mr. Bond.
Bond: I don't suppose you'd tell me what they are.
Tee-Hee: One way is to jab a pen right above it's eye.
Bond: And the other way?
Tee-Hee: Oh, the other way is twice as simple. Just stick your hand in it's mouth and pull out all it's teeth. Heh, heh.
Kananga: Tee-Hee, on Solitaire's first wrong answer, you will sever the little finger of Mr. Bond's left hand. On the next wrong answer, you will move on to more... *vital* parts of his anatomy.
[Strutter is pursuing James Bond through Harlem]
Harold Strutter: Can't miss him. It's like following a cueball.
James Bond: My name is Bond. James Bond.
Mr. Big: Names is for tombstones, baby!
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