Psychologist: Country.
Bond: England.
Psychologist: Gun.
Bond: Shot.
Psychologist: Agent.
Bond: Provocateur.
Psychologist: Murder.
Bond: Employment.
Psychologist: Skyfall.
Bond: ...
Psychologist: Skyfall.
Bond: ...done.
(Walks away)
Bond: England.
Psychologist: Gun.
Bond: Shot.
Psychologist: Agent.
Bond: Provocateur.
Psychologist: Murder.
Bond: Employment.
Psychologist: Skyfall.
Bond: ...
Psychologist: Skyfall.
Bond: ...done.
(Walks away)
— Abridged Word Association Test from first trailer:
Q: It always makes me feel a little melancholy. A grand old warship, being ignomoniously hauled away for scrap... Inevitability of time, don't you think? What do you see?
Bond: A bloody big ship.
(...)
Q: I'm your new quartermaster.
Bond: You must be joking.
Q: Why, because I'm not wearing a lab coat?
Bond: Because you still have spots.
Q: My complexion is hardly relevant.
Bond: Your competency is.
Q: Age is no guarantee of efficiency.
Bond: And youth is no guarantee of innovation.
Q: I'll hazard I can do more damage on my laptop, sitting in my pyjamas before my first cup of Earl Grey, than you can do in a year in the field.
Bond: Oh, so why do you need me?
Q: Every now and then a trigger has to be pulled.
Bond: Or not pulled. It's hard to know which in your pyjamas ... Q.
Q: Double-Oh-Seven.
(they shake hands)
Bond: A bloody big ship.
(...)
Q: I'm your new quartermaster.
Bond: You must be joking.
Q: Why, because I'm not wearing a lab coat?
Bond: Because you still have spots.
Q: My complexion is hardly relevant.
Bond: Your competency is.
Q: Age is no guarantee of efficiency.
Bond: And youth is no guarantee of innovation.
Q: I'll hazard I can do more damage on my laptop, sitting in my pyjamas before my first cup of Earl Grey, than you can do in a year in the field.
Bond: Oh, so why do you need me?
Q: Every now and then a trigger has to be pulled.
Bond: Or not pulled. It's hard to know which in your pyjamas ... Q.
Q: Double-Oh-Seven.
(they shake hands)
— Bond and Q meeting at the National Gallery, looking at The Fighting Temeraire:
Sévérine: What do you know about fear?
Bond: All there is.
Sévérine: Not like this. Not like him.
"Some men are coming to kill us. We're gonna kill them first."
Bond: All there is.
Sévérine: Not like this. Not like him.
"Some men are coming to kill us. We're gonna kill them first."
—James Bond
"She sent you after me, knowing you're not ready, knowing you would likely die. Mommy was very bad."
—Raoul Silva
"I only have one question: why not stay dead? There's no shame in saying you've lost a step."
—Gareth Mallory
"Good luck, Double-Oh-Seven. Don't cock it up."
—Gareth Mallory
This is the end.
Hold your breath and count to ten.
Feel the earth move, and then,
Hear my heart burst again.
For this is the end.
I've drowned and dreamed this moment.
So overdue, I owe them,
Swept away, I'm stolen.
Let the sky fall, when it crumbles
We will stand tall,
And face it all together
At Skyfall.
Skyfall is where we start,
A thousand miles and poles apart,
When worlds collide, and days are dark.
You may have my number, you can take my name,
But you'll never have my heart.
Let the sky fall, when it crumbles
We will stand tall,
And face it all together...
Let the sky fall, when it crumbles
We will stand tall,
And face it all together
At Skyfall.
Where you go I go, what you see I see.
I know I'd never be me without the security
Of your loving arms keeping me from harm.
Put your hand in my hand and we'll stand.
Let the sky fall, when it crumbles
We will stand tall,
And face it all together...
Let the sky fall, when it crumbles
We will stand tall,
And face it all together
At Skyfall.
Hold your breath and count to ten.
Feel the earth move, and then,
Hear my heart burst again.
For this is the end.
I've drowned and dreamed this moment.
So overdue, I owe them,
Swept away, I'm stolen.
Let the sky fall, when it crumbles
We will stand tall,
And face it all together
At Skyfall.
Skyfall is where we start,
A thousand miles and poles apart,
When worlds collide, and days are dark.
You may have my number, you can take my name,
But you'll never have my heart.
Let the sky fall, when it crumbles
We will stand tall,
And face it all together...
Let the sky fall, when it crumbles
We will stand tall,
And face it all together
At Skyfall.
Where you go I go, what you see I see.
I know I'd never be me without the security
Of your loving arms keeping me from harm.
Put your hand in my hand and we'll stand.
Let the sky fall, when it crumbles
We will stand tall,
And face it all together...
Let the sky fall, when it crumbles
We will stand tall,
And face it all together
At Skyfall.
— "Skyfall," by Adele
Though much is taken, much abides; and though
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven; that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven; that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
—M, quoting from Lord Tennyson (Ulysses, specifically)
"My grandmother had an island. Nothing to boast of — you could walk along it in an hour — but still, it was a paradise for us. One summer, we went for a visit and discovered the place had been infested with rats. They'd come on a fishing boat and gorged themselves on coconut. So how do you get rats off an island, hmm? My grandmother showed me. We buried an oil drum and hinged the lid. Then we wired coconut to the lid as bait, and the rats would come for the coconut, and thum-thum-thum-thum-thum, they would fall into the drum. And after a month, you've trapped all the rats. But what do you do then? Throw the drum into the ocean? Burn it? No. You just leave it. And they begin to get hungry, and one by one... (smacks lips repeatedly) ...they start eating each other until there are only two left. Two survivors. And then what? Do you kill them? No. You take them and release them into the trees. But now they don't eat coconut anymore. Now they only eat rat. You have changed their nature. The two survivors. This is what she made us."
—Raoul Silva
