Donald 'Red' Grant
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Donald 'Red' Grant (Character)
from From Russia with Love (1963)

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From Russia with Love (1963)
James Bond: Red wine with fish. Well that should have told me something.
Donald "Red" Grant: You may know the right wines, but you're the one on your knees. How does it feel old man?

[pointing a gun at Bond]
Donald "Red" Grant: The first one won't kill you; not the second, not even the third... not till you crawl over here and you KISS MY FOOT!

Donald "Red" Grant: Is any of the opposition around?
James Bond: Not in any condition to be worried about.

Donald 'Red' Grant: Klebb works for SPECTRE now. The girl doesn't know that.
James Bond: Well, then I kill her?
Donald 'Red' Grant: Orders. That's only half of it, old man. Here's a roll of film. She'll have this in her handbag. And on you, they'll find this letter. It's from her. Planning to give the film to the press unless you marry her for helping you get the Lektor.
James Bond: What film?
Donald 'Red' Grant: Taken in the bridal suite at your hotel. Something else the girl didn't know about. Or you.
[Sinister laugh]
James Bond: That must have been a pretty sick collection of minds to dream up a plan like that.
Donald 'Red' Grant: Wish you'd see the headlines, "British agent murders beautiful Russian spy, then commits suicide."
James Bond: Tell me, which lunatic asylum did they get you out of?
Donald 'Red' Grant: [angered] Don't make it tougher on yourself!
[Grant slaps Bond across the face]
Donald 'Red' Grant: My orders are to kill you and deliver the Lektor. How I do it is my business. It'll be slow and painful.

James Bond: How about a cigarette?
Donald 'Red' Grant: Not a chance.
James Bond: I'll pay for it.
Donald 'Red' Grant: What with?
James Bond: Fifty gold sovereigns.

Donald "Red" Grant: We were keeping you alive until you could get us the Lektor.
James Bond: So, you had me deliver it on a silver plate? That's brilliant. Go on, I'm fascinated.
Donald "Red" Grant: Now that we've got it, you and the girl are expendable... from here onto Trieste.
James Bond: The girl? Isn't she working for SPECTRE too?
Donald "Red" Grant: No. She thinks she's doing it all for Mother Russia. She takes her orders from Colonel Klebb. And so do I.
James Bond: Rosa Klebb? But Colonel Rosa Klebb is a Russian, head of operations for SMERSH.
Donald "Red" Grant: Correction: was. Klebb works for SPECTRE now. The girl doesn't know that.
James Bond: But why kill her?
Donald "Red" Grant: Orders. That's only half of it, old man.
[Grant pulls out a roll of 8mm film and an envelope from his suit pocket]
Donald "Red" Grant: Here's a roll of film. She'll have this in her handbag. And on you they'll find this letter. It's from her, threatening to give the film to the press unless you marry her for helping you steal the Lektor.
James Bond: [confused] What film?
Donald "Red" Grant: [sneers] Taken in the bridal suite at your hotel. Something else the girl didn't know about... or you.

[refering to the irriating catchphrase Grant keeps repeating]
James Bond: "Old man?" Is that what you chaps in SMERSH call each other?
Donald "Red" Grant: SMERSH? I'm not with them.
James Bond: [after a pause] Of course... SPECTRE. So this wasn't a Russian show at all. You've been playing us off against each other, haven't you? So it was SPECTRE who killed that Bulgar agent in the St. Sophia mosque. Was that you?
Donald "Red" Grant: [quitely] Uh-huh.
James Bond: Kerim and the other man?
Donald "Red" Grant: Uh-huh.
James Bond: And Nash?
Donald "Red" Grant: Never mind. Oh, it's not that I don't mind talking. I get a kick out of watching you, the great James Bond, find out what a bloody fool he's been making of himself. We're pros, Mr. Bond. We sweated your little "may I borrow a match" recognition code out last month from one of your men in Tokyo before he died. Ever since your arrived in Istanbul, I've been keeping tabs on you. I've even been your guardian angel. Saved your life at the Gypsy camp.
[there is a short pause as Bond thinks back and remembers]
James Bond: Oh, yes. I'm... much obliged.


From Russia with Love (2005) (VG)
Red Grant: The first one won't kill you; not the second, not even the third... not till you crawl over here and you KISS MY FOOT!
James Bond 007: Tell me, what lunatic asylum did they let you out of?