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Vesper Lynd (Character)
from Casino Royale (2006)

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Casino Royale (2006)
Vesper Lynd: You can switch off so easily, can't you? It doesn't bother you? Killing those people?
James Bond: Well I wouldn't be very good at my job if it did.

James Bond: [stepping out of the bathroom showing her his dinner jacket] I have a dinner jacket.
Vesper Lynd: There are dinner jackets and dinner jackets; this is the latter. And I need you looking like a man who belongs at that table.
James Bond: [irritated] How?... It's tailored.
Vesper Lynd: I sized you up the moment we met.

Vesper Lynd: [standing inside the elevator to James who is standing in front of her outside the elevator] There isn't enough room for me and your ego.

Vesper Lynd: [sitting on opposite sides of the dinner table, discussing poker skills on the train heading towards Montenegro] What else can you surmise, Mr. Bond?
James Bond: About you, Miss Lynd? Well, your beauty's a problem. You worry you won't be taken seriously.
Vesper Lynd: Which one can say of any attractive woman with half a brain.
James Bond: True. But this one overcompensates by wearing slightly masculine clothing. Being more aggressive than her female colleagues. Which gives her a somewhat *prickly* demeanor, and ironically enough, makes it less likely for her to be accepted and promoted by her male superiors, who mistake her insecurities for arrogance. Now, I'd have normally gone with "only child," but, you see, by the way you ignored the quip about your parents... I'm gonna have to go with "orphan."
Vesper Lynd: All right... by the cut of your suit, you went to Oxford or wherever. Naturally you think human beings dress like that. But you wear it with such disdain, my guess is you didn't come from money, and your school friends never let you forget it. Which means you were at that school by the grace of someone else's charity: hence that chip on your shoulder. And since your first thought about me ran to "orphan," that's what I'd say you are.
[he smiles but says nothing]
Vesper Lynd: Oh, you are? I like this poker thing. And that makes perfect sense! Since MI6 looks for maladjusted young men, who give little thought to sacrificing others in order to protect Queen and country. You know... former SAS types with easy smiles and expensive watches.
[Glances at his wrist]
Vesper Lynd: Rolex?
James Bond: Omega.
Vesper Lynd: Beautiful. Now, having just met you, I - wouldn't go as far as calling you a cold-hearted bastard...
James Bond: No, of course not.
Vesper Lynd: But it wouldn't be a stretch to imagine. You think of women as disposable pleasures, rather than meaningful pursuits. So as charming as you are, Mr. Bond, I will be keeping my eye on our government's money - and off your perfectly-formed arse.
James Bond: You noticed?
Vesper Lynd: Even accountants have imagination. How was your lamb?
James Bond: Skewered! One sympathizes.
Vesper Lynd: Good evening, Mr. Bond.
James Bond: Good evening, Ms. Lynd.

Vesper Lynd: [introducing herself to Bond on the train traveling towards Montenegro ] I'm the money.
James Bond: Every penny of it.

James Bond: [Reading about their alias covers] We've been involved for quite a long while. Hence, the shared suite.
Vesper Lynd: But, my family is strict Roman Catholic. So, for appearances sake, it'll be a two bedroom suite.
James Bond: I do *hate* it when religion comes between us.
Vesper Lynd: Religion - and a securely locked door. Am I going to have a problem with you, Bond?
James Bond: No, don't worry, you're not my type.
Vesper Lynd: Smart?
James Bond: Single.

Vesper Lynd: You love me?
James Bond: Enough to travel the world with you until one of us has to take an honest job... which I think is going to have to be you, because I have no idea what an honest job is.

Vesper Lynd: I can't resist waking you. Every time I do, you look at me as if you hadn't seen me in years. Makes me feel reborn.
James Bond: If you had just been born, wouldn't you be naked?

James Bond: [after tasting the Dry Martini] I think I'll call it a Vesper.
Vesper Lynd: Because of the bitter aftertaste?
James Bond: No, because once you've tasted it, that's all you want to drink.

Vesper Lynd: [smiling] You know, James, I just want you to know that if all that was left of you was your smile and your little finger, you'd still be more of a man than anyone I've ever met.
James Bond: [sitting in a wheelchair next to her, outside a clinic] That's because you know what I can do with my little finger.
Vesper Lynd: [smiles] I have no idea.
James Bond: But you're aching to find out.

Vesper Lynd: Ten million was wired to your account in Montenegro, with the contingency for five more if I deem it a prudent investment. I suppose you've given some thought to the notion that if you lose, our government will have directly financed terrorism.

Vesper Lynd: You're not going to let me in there, are you? You've got your armour back on. That's that.
James Bond: I have no armour left. You've stripped it from me. Whatever is left of me - whatever is left of me - whatever I am - I'm yours.

James Bond: [upon receiving their alias documents] I'm Mr. Arlington Beech, professional gambler, and you're Miss Stephanie Broadchest...
Vesper Lynd: I am not!
James Bond: You're going to have to trust me on this.
Vesper Lynd: Oh no I don't.

Vesper Lynd: I'm afraid I'm a complicated woman.
James Bond: That is something to be afraid of.

[Bond, having been poisoned, is attempting to use a defibrillator on himself while a doctor talks him through the process over the phone, but the defibrillator has come disconnected. Bond passes out and his heart stops. Vesper arrives, reconnects the defibrillator, and uses it to restart Bond's heart. He regains consciousness]
James Bond: [having woken up] You OK?
Vesper Lynd: [confused] Me?
James Bond: Thank you.
Hot Room Doctor: You're welcome. Now get yourself off to a hospital.
James Bond: I will do. As soon as I've won this game.
Vesper Lynd: You're not seriously going back there?
James Bond: I wouldn't dream of it.

Vesper Lynd: [to Bond] This is me in character pissed off because you're losing so damn hard we won't be here past midnight. Oddly enough, my character's feelings mirror my own.

James Bond: [talking privately at the bar to Mathis and Vesper referring to Le Chiffre] It was worth it to discover his "tell".
Mathis: What'd you mean "tell"?
James Bond: The twitch he has to hide when he bluffs.
Vesper Lynd: Bluffs? He had the best hand.

James Bond: [talking privately to Vesper after losing all of his chips] Well, I'm gonna need the other five million to buy back in.
Vesper Lynd: I can't do that, James.
James Bond: Look, I made a mistake. I was impatient, maybe I was arrogant, but I can beat him.
Vesper Lynd: [quietly] I'm sorry.
James Bond: [angrily grabs Vesper's arm] "Sorry?" Sorry! Why don't you try putting that in a sentence, like maybe, "Sorry Le Chiffre's gonna win, continue funding terror and killing innocent people!" That kind of "sorry"?
Vesper Lynd: You lost because of your ego, and that same ego can't take it! That's what this is all about. All you're going to do now is lose more.
James Bond: [mumbling] Well then, you're an idiot.
Vesper Lynd: I'm sorry?
James Bond: I said you're a bloody idiot! Look in my eyes. I can beat this man - you know that.
Vesper Lynd: [quietly] Get your hand off my arm.

Vesper Lynd: So you're telling me its a matter of probability and chance. I was worried there wasn't chance involved.
James Bond: Well, usually the player with the best hand wins.
Vesper Lynd: So, that would be what you call bluffing.
James Bond: You've heard the term. Then you also know in poker you never play your hand. You play the man across from you.
Vesper Lynd: And you're good at reading people?
James Bond: Yes, I am. Which is why I've been able to detect an undercurrent of sarcasm in your voice.

James Bond: You don't think this is a very good plan, do you?
Vesper Lynd: So there is a plan? I got the impression we were risking millions of dollars and hundreds of lives on a game of luck.

James Bond: [after checking in the hotel using his real name as opposed to his alias, walking towards to elevator] Look, if Le Chiffre is that well connected, he knows who I am and where the money's coming from. Which means he's decided to play me anyway. So, he's either desperate or he's overly confident. But, either way, that tells me something about him. And all he gets in return is a name he already has.
Vesper Lynd: And now he knows something about you. He knows you're reckless.

James Bond: [Bond walks up and kisses Vesper] You taste nice.
Vesper Lynd: Have we dispensed with the covers?
James Bond: No. We dispensed with one that was of no use and created another that is.

James Bond: You want to do what to me?
Vesper Lynd: [Under her breath] You've lost me, completely.
James Bond: [Under his breath] You said you can't wait to get me back to the room, come on.

James Bond: [Referring to Vesper's necklace] I figured out what that is. It's an Algerian love knot.
Vesper Lynd: Really? I thought it was just something pretty.
James Bond: Oh, no you didn't. Someone gave that to you. He's a very lucky man.

Vesper Lynd: You think I can't take my own advice?
James Bond: I think something is driving you - and I think I'll never find out what that is.

Vesper Lynd: You can have me - anywhere.
James Bond: I can?
Vesper Lynd: Yeah. Here. There. Anyway you like.
James Bond: Does this mean that you're... warming to me?
Vesper Lynd: Yeah. That's how I would describe it.
James Bond: It's just that not so long ago, I would have described your feelings towards me as, eh, I'm trying to think of a better word than - loathing.
Vesper Lynd: I'm afraid I'm a complicated woman.
James Bond: There is something to be afraid of.

Casino Royale (1967)
Sir James: My dear, Miss Lynd.
Vesper Lynd: Who are you, sir?
Sir James: I am Sir James Bond.
Vesper Lynd: But, I thought you were retired, Sir James?
Sir James: The whole world believes that you were eaten by a shark, Miss Lynd.
Vesper Lynd: That was no shark. That was my personal submarine. But enough of this polite conversation. What is the purpose of your visit?
Sir James: I desperately need your help.

Vesper Lynd: Mr Evelyn Tremble?
Evelyn Tremble: Yes, that's right.
Vesper Lynd: Isn't Evelyn a girl's name?
Evelyn Tremble: No, it's mine, actually.

[Evelyn is afraid of looking through a window]
Vesper Lynd: Don't worry it's a one-way mirror.
Evelyn Tremble: Which way?

Vesper Lynd: Haven't you read the papers today?
Evelyn Tremble: I don't normally get them quite so early.
Vesper Lynd: I get them before they're printed.
Evelyn Tremble: Well, I suppose you can do anything if you have money.

Sir James: [Eyeing Miss Lynd's ostentatious pantsuit with extravagant feathered headdress] What a charming outfit that is. Do you often wear it in the office?
Vesper Lynd: If I wore it in the street, people might stare.

Vesper Lynd: So nice of you to come.
Evelyn Tremble: My pleasure.

Evelyn Tremble: Do you know me from somewhere?
Vesper Lynd: Your book, "Tremble and Baccarat". I've studied it very closely - at night - in my bed.
Evelyn Tremble: Is that where you study it?

Vesper Lynd: Why don't you come down to me?
Evelyn Tremble: Thank you very much. Lovely place you've got down there.

Vesper Lynd: I do so like to feel comfortable with whatever I'm doing.
Evelyn Tremble: Oh, yes, in deed. Yes. The more relaxed the muscles, the - better the synchronization between mind and body.
Vesper Lynd: I should think you're frightfully synchronized, Mr. Tremble. Martini?
Evelyn Tremble: What about them?
Vesper Lynd: I was about to offer you one.

Vesper Lynd: There are things I didn't understand to well in your book. Let me see, eh, was it in Chapter 7 or Chapter 6?
Evelyn Tremble: Chapter 6, probably. Then, of course, it could have been, Chapter 7. Have you got the book or is it still in your bed?
Vesper Lynd: I believe it is.

Cashier: Thank you, Monsieur. Could we have the name please?
Evelyn Tremble: Bond. James Bond.
Cashier: James Bon - James Bond?
Vesper Lynd: Yes. James Bond.
Evelyn Tremble: Yes. James Bond.
Cashier: I wonder if you'd be kind enough to sign my autograph book. It's not for me, you understand, it's, eh, my little sister.

Vesper Lynd: Never trust a rich spy!

Vesper Lynd: I went through a lot of trouble to bring you here.
Sir James: Dear Vesper, the things you do for money.
Vesper Lynd: This time it's for love, Sir James.

"Climax!: Casino Royale (#1.3)" (1954)
James Bond: [In elevator] Yes, you said you were on the sixth. I'll see you to your room.
Valerie Mathis: I'd rather see you to yours.
James Bond: Well, why would I argue with that.

Valerie Mathis: [Leaving casino] And perhaps we can go together.
James Bond: Well if you don't mind going through a barage of bullets. Right now I'm not a very good risk.
Valerie Mathis: So it was you those men were shooting at. But why ?
James Bond: Maybe they needed the practice.

Valerie Mathis: [Tied up]
Le Chiffre: [Untying Valerie] Oh pardon me beautiful. I... I didn't mean to neglect you. No. Who knows maybe... maybe you can persuade him, huh?
Le Chiffre: Basil. Hey Basil
[Basil enters]
Le Chiffre: Take her in and ah, but if she screams, at her first scream, he's dead

Le Chiffre: All right. See this tool Mr Bond. It's very handy little tool. Serves all sorts of purposes. Oh. my little friend - you remember the one that had a gun that passed for a cane. Oh he was an expert with this. Huh. Unfortunately he's gone but I've learned a few of his tricks
[Moves closer to James Bond and puts the pliers in his face]
Le Chiffre: Now Mr Bond are you going to tell me where that check is?
James Bond: [Snigger. No response]
Le Chiffre: You won't, huh?
[Moves pliers away. James Bond looks away]
Le Chiffre: [Moves to end of the bathtub] All right. I think I know how to make you deal
[Tortures James Bond on the feet and toes with pliers]
James Bond: [Screams] Aargh.
Valerie Mathis: [Screams] Aargh.
Le Chiffre: Excruciating, huh?
[Hands Zuroff the pliers and sits on bathtub]
Le Chiffre: Look Mr Bond if you... if you continue like this I... I have to start on poor Valerie.

Valerie Mathis: Good evening Mr Bond. I'd like you to meet an old friend of mine.
Valerie Mathis: James Bond - Herr Ziffer.
James Bond: I've always heard of you as Le Chiffre.
Le Chiffre: Well that's the same you see it's a nickname of mine. After the war I was a displaced person, just a number on a passport. Le Chiffre means a mere cipher. Seemed a suitable name.
James Bond: May I say you are a very important cipher.
Le Chiffre: You flatter me sir. Ah... we play tonight, huh? Good luck.
James Bond: Thanks. To you.
Valerie Mathis: [Leaves with Le Chiffre]
Le Chiffre: [Leaves with Valerie Mathis]

James Bond: That was quite an act.
Valerie Mathis: Not all of it.
James Bond: Which part of it was true?
Valerie Mathis: That Le Chiffre will kill you.
James Bond: Valerie.
Valerie Mathis: He will kill you.
James Bond: Well you've done your job well Valerie. I hope he pays you well.
Valerie Mathis: Jimmy I still love you. Le Chiffre will kill you.
James Bond: Well you can tell your employer he's wasting his time
[Elevator door opens. Cynically]
James Bond: Sixth floor I guess
[Waaves hard]
James Bond: - for the lady!

Valerie Mathis: [James Bond opens door to other room in his hotel suite, looks then closes door] Did you expect your room to be searched?
James Bond: No - I don't know what anyone would find. It's just you can't be too careful.
Valerie Mathis: You live dangerously?
James Bond: Dangerously? Gambling?
Valerie Mathis: Depends on how and where.
[James Bond walks over to turn up the volume of the radiogram. It is playing the music of Chopin]
James Bond: [James Bond walks back to centre of room and holds Valerie and kisses her. Le Chiffre and his henchmen listen in the room upstairs] That's for old times sake. This is for now.
[They embrace passionately again]
Valerie Mathis: [Passionately] Jimmy!

James Bond: Le Chiffre sent you to me, didn't he? Don't deny it, I know you're with him. He told you to come to my room. Because of the microphone.
Valerie Mathis: Microphone?
James Bond: In the fireplace - with Le Chiffre listening just above.
Valerie Mathis: What are you talking about?
James Bond: [Pointing to the fireplace] You mean he didn't tell you about the mike
[Pointing upwards]
James Bond: The wires go through the chimney to his room just above here!
Valerie Mathis: I didn't know.
James Bond: [Holding Valerie's chin with his hand] Let me look at you. You can't lie to me, you never could.
Valerie Mathis: [James Bond holds Valerie's chin firmly with his hand] I didn't know. When was it fixed?
James Bond: [Takes his hand off Valerie's chin] Today while I was out
Valerie Mathis: To listen to you?
James Bond: [Pontificating] If you didn't know about it - To listen to you - He sent you here but he doesn't trust you. He wants to be sure that you ask the things he said.
Valerie Mathis: Jimmy listen to me.
James Bond: I'm going to. And so's he. You're going to tell me those things right now. Word for word. But who's fooling who?
[James Bond walks over to radiogram and turns down the volume]
Valerie Mathis: Jimmy! - Don't turn down the music!

Le Chiffre: Very lucky of Mr Bond.
Valerie Mathis: Yes.
Le Chiffre: And very handsome. Tell me... has he changed much since the days when you two were...
Valerie Mathis: He looks just the same.
Le Chiffre: A-ha.
Valerie Mathis: You want me to talk with him now?
Le Chiffre: Plenty of time. I'll tell you when.

Le Chiffre: I've always been able to protect myself. Now that they chose Mr Bond to take me on and your... your Mr Bond is very lucky and... Mr Bond has card sense and I don't like it. Tell me... does he still love you Valerie?
Valerie Mathis: Of course he doesn't, not now.
Le Chiffre: Because you see tomorrow... tomorrow night I have to win. I have to have eighty million francs. And no one is going to stand in my way. You hear. No one.