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Le Chiffre (Character)
from Casino Royale (2006)

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"Climax!: Casino Royale (#1.3)" (1954)
James Bond: [James Bond in bathtub. Zuroff is tying rope on him. Le Chiffre, Valerie, Basil enter bathroom]
Le Chiffre: All right Mr Bond where's that money? Look Mr Bond, as you should know by now I... I'm quite without mercy and if you continue to be that obstinate, I... I'll have to torture - - - you'll be tortured to the edge of madness. Believe me. You have no hope whatsoever. You hear. None
[Turns to face Valerie]
Le Chiffre: Nor has she.

James Bond: Give me the check.
Le Chiffre: [Attempting to get the blade from behind the band of his hat] Huh?
James Bond: [to Valerie] Go on. Call the police.

James Bond: Le Chiffre... can I have some water?
Le Chiffre: Oh yes, with pleasure. Basil, give him all the water he wants. Get me some water, too.

James Bond: [In pain] Aargh.
Le Chiffre: Oh Basil you are so clumsy. I... I just asked you to hit him. I didn't ask you to hit him so hard.
[Basil and Zuroff scuffle with a reacting James Bond and hit him]
Le Chiffre: Eh. Easy - not so hard! Tough man ah. Very tough. Well if he fights again, hit him again - huh. But please, only a little at a time.

Le Chiffre: Now Mr. Bond as you might have noticed we... we are very serious people. Your good health is of no concern to us whatsoever.
[Phone Rings]
Le Chiffre: [to Zuroff] . Answer that.
[to Basil]
Le Chiffre: Pick him up.
[Pointing gun at Valerie]
Le Chiffre: And just in case you get ambitious Mr Bond, believe me.

James Bond: [On telephone to Clarence Leiter. Hangs up]
Le Chiffre: [Pointing gun at James Bond] Maybe. Maybe you'll talk to him tomorrow. But only if you've given us that check.
James Bond: Took me long enough to win it. Take you longer to get it back.
Le Chiffre: I don't think so. I honestly don't think so.
[Zuroff pulls out rope]
Le Chiffre: It's about time we stopped joking, huh? I... I think he's ready for the bathtub
[Basil and Zuroff manhandle James Bond away to the bathroom]

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?
[Laughing]
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.

Le Chiffre: [Sitting on end of bath] You leave me no choice, I... I cannot let you destroy me.
James Bond: I've already destroyed you.
Le Chiffre: [Having his cigarette lit by Zuroff] You think so, huh?
James Bond: I'm no hero, I don't like pain. But I can tell you one thing right now. You won't get anything out of me. Pain and killing's part of my job.
Le Chiffre: And of mine too Mr Bond.
James Bond: [Sniggering] Huh huh - I bet you love it.
Le Chiffre: [Cynically] How did you find that out, huh?
[Laughing]
Le Chiffre: Oh - you're an obstinate man, Mr Bond!

James Bond: [Tortured and lying in bathtub. Le Chiffre, Basil and Valerie in bathroom]
Le Chiffre: [to James Bond] All right. All right
[Motions to Basil to leave bathroom and points at James Bond]
Le Chiffre: Have it your way then Mr Bond. We have searched your rooms now we're gonna take them apart
[Moves to leave bathroom then stops]
Le Chiffre: And if I don't find it, we'll take you apart
[Looking at Valerie]
Le Chiffre: Both of you.

Valerie Mathis: Good evening Mr Bond. I'd like you to meet an old friend of mine.
[Introducing]
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]

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.

Le Chiffre: Oh, as you most certainly know, Mr. Bond, no secret agent can ever be quite sure when another agent isn't working for the other side. Although I... I always thought that mutual love means mutual trust.


Casino Royale (2006)
Le Chiffre: [trying to keep calm] I'll get the money. Tell them I'll, I'll get the money.
Mr. White: Money isn't as valuable to our organization as knowing who to trust.
[shoots him]

James Bond: [laughing - after being stuck five times with a knotted rope] Now the whole world's gonna know that you died scratching my balls!
Le Chiffre: [holding the rope over one shoulder] Oh... I died? I died?
James Bond: [laughing] Yeah! 'Cause no matter what you do, I'm not gonna give you the password which means your clients are gonna hunt you down and cut you into little pieces of meat while you're still breathing. Because if you kill me, there'll be nowhere else to hide.
Le Chiffre: [rounds on Bond] But you are SO WRONG! 'Cause even after I slaughtered you and your little girlfriend, your people would still welcome me with open arms... because they need... what I know.
James Bond: [quietly] The big picture.
[in another room, Vesper screams. Bond and Le Chiffre notice this]
Le Chiffre: Give me the password, and I will at least let her live.
[slaps Bond on the cheek again]
Le Chiffre: Bond, do it soon enough and she might even be in one piece.
[Bond considers this, then looks at Le Chiffre and laughs. Le Chiffre laughs as well, and realizes that Bond will not give in to the torture]
Le Chiffre: You *really* aren't going to tell me, are you?
James Bond: [laughing] No.

Le Chiffre: [after striking Bond with a knotted rope] You know, I never understood all these elaborate tortures. It's the simplest thing... to cause more pain than a man can possibly endure.
[strikes Bond again, this time harder]
Le Chiffre: And of course, it's not only the immediate agony, but the knowledge... that if you do not yield soon enough... there will be little left to identify you as a man.
[drags up a stool, sits down next to Bond and slaps him on the cheek]
Le Chiffre: The only question remains: will you yield, in time?

Le Chiffre: Wow. You've taken good care of your body. Such... a waste.

Le Chiffre: You changed your shirt, Mr Bond. I hope our little game isn't causing you to perspire.
James Bond: A little. But I won't consider myself to be in trouble until I start weeping blood.

James Bond: Dry Martini.
Bartender: Oui, monsieur.
James Bond: Wait... three measures of Gordon's; one of vodka; half a measure of Kina Lillet. Shake it over ice, and add a thin slice of lemon peel.
Bartender: Yes, sir.
Tomelli: You know, I'll have one of those.
Infante: So will I.
Bartender: Certainly.
Felix Leiter: My friend, bring me one as well, keep the fruit.
Le Chiffre: [annoyed] That's it? Hm? Anyone want to play poker now?
Felix Leiter: Someone's in a hurry.

Le Chiffre: I'm afraid that your friend Mathis... is really... my friend Mathis.

Steven Obanno: Do you believe in God, Mr. Le Chiffre?
Le Chiffre: No. I believe in a reasonable rate of return.

Le Chiffre: Weeping blood comes merely from a derangement of the tear duct, my dear General. Nothing sinister.
[considers his cards and moves his chips forward]
Le Chiffre: All in. I have two pair and you have a 17.4% chance of making your straight.

Alex Dimitrios: I'm having a hard time seeing how this is my fault. It's your plan. All I did was get you the man.
Le Chiffre: A man who was under surveillance by the British Secret Service... which makes me wonder if I can trust you at all.
Alex Dimitrios: Then don't. I couldn't care less. But, I do care about my reputation. I have someone else willing to do the job. He just needs the particulars, and payment.

Le Chiffre: Give our guests five minutes to leave... or throw them overboard.

Le Chiffre: You are a funny man, Mr. Bond.


Casino Royale (1967)
James Bond: What are you going to do?
Le Chiffre: Physically, I'm not going to do anything.
James Bond: Ah, you're going to nothing me to death.
Le Chiffre: Torture of the mind. The most exquisite torture is all in the mind.

Le Chiffre: Don't worry about that chair with a hole in the middle. It's merely waiting to be reupholstered.

Le Chiffre: I see everything that goes on at this table. Nothing escapes me.
Evelyn Tremble: I'm quite sure it doesn't. But, you know, we mustn't forget, that...
[Begins speaking in an Indian accent]
Evelyn Tremble: the beggar who is sitting in the market place, he is completely deaf, in so much as far as listening to the song that is coming from the mockingbird, is concerned.
Le Chiffre: I'm sorry, Mr. Bond, I don't get the connection.
Evelyn Tremble: Aw, you will. You will.

Le Chiffre: Bond? James Bond? The name is familiar.
Evelyn Tremble: I don't believe I've had the pleasure. Though, I'm flattered you've heard of me.
Le Chiffre: I have heard of you; but, not as an expert on baccarat.

Le Chiffre: It looks as though luck isn't on your side of the road tonight, old man.
Evelyn Tremble: She has a habit of moving around.