Emilio Largo
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Emilio Largo (Character)
from Thunderball (1965)

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Thunderball (1965)
Emilio Largo: [lighting a cigar] You've given me much pleasure, Domino. But in return, unless you tell me how much Bond knows, I'll be forced to cause you great pain.
[picks up a handful of ice cubes]
Emilio Largo: This for heat, these for cold. Applied scientifically and slowly. Very, very slowly.

Emilio Largo: For you? Of course. Vargas does not drink, does not smoke, does not make love. What do you *do*, Vargas?

Emilio Largo: Pull!
[hits the clay pigeon]
Emilio Largo: What could be easier?
Bond: Huh! Perhaps you'd call one for me.
Emilio Largo: Of course. Pull!
Bond: Seems terribly difficult.
[hits the clay pigeon while shooting from the hip]
Bond: No, it isn't, is it?
Emilio Largo: No...

James Bond: That gun, it looks more fitting for a woman.
Emilio Largo: You know much about guns, Mr. Bond?
James Bond: No, but I know a little about women.
[Bond and Largo spot Domino eavesdropping]

Emilio Largo: You wish to put the evil eye on me, eh? We have a way to deal with that where I come from.
James Bond: You may hex me. Let's see what it does for the cards.

Emilio Largo: Like your friend you've been a little too clever, and now you are caught!

Emilio Largo: *Every* man has his passion. Mine is fishing. What is yours, Mr. Bond?
Bond: Well, I'm not what you'd call a passionate man.
[eyes Domino]
Domino: [chuckles] I think it's time I went to change.
Emilio Largo: You must let me show you around.
Bond: Oh, I'd love that!
Emilio Largo: I *thought* you might.

Emilio Largo: Someone has to lose.
Bond: Yes, I thought I saw a spectre at your shoulder.
Emilio Largo: What do you mean?
Bond: The spectre of defeat. That your luck was due to change.
Emilio Largo: We'll soon find out.

Emilio Largo: Pull! Of course they are watching us, my dear. What else have they to do?
Fiona: You would like Bond dead.
Emilio Largo: I can think of no better arrangement.
Fiona: Because he tries to make love to your... woman?
Emilio Largo: Because he is Bond, and, as an enemy of SPECTRE, *should* be killed.
Fiona: Mark! If Bond had died last night as a result of your hastiness, his government would have known for certain the bombs are here. When the time is right, he will be killed. Pull! I shall kill him.

Palmyra waiter: Drink, Sir.
Emilio Largo: Rum Collins, Mr. Bond?
Bond: Yes. Just about that hour, isn't it?
[checks his Geiger counter watch]

Emilio Largo: [the lights go out] What's wrong? Dmitry, is it a power failure?
Dmitry: Yes, all over the island!
Emilio Largo: Switch over to the emergency generator.
Janni: Yes, Sir.

Emilio Largo: I collect big game fish for various marine institutions. Magnificent creatures.
Bond: Mm, charming.
Emilio Largo: The notorious Golden Grotto Sharks. The most savage. The most dangerous.
Bond: Mm!
Emilio Largo: They know when it's time for them to be fed.

Bond: That boat, is she yours?
Emilio Largo: The Disco Volante, yes. I'm very proud of her.
Bond: Uh, what does she do? About fifteen knots?
Emilio Largo: Better than that: near twenty. Perhaps you'd like to see over her.
Bond: Yes, I would, very much.

Domino: Emilio, lunch is ready.
Emilio Largo: Thank you, my darling.
Domino: Come along, Mr. Bond. The conch chowder smells delicious.
Emilio Largo: Uh, Domino.
Domino: Yes?
Emilio Largo: I was just thinking... As I'll be busy this evening, perhaps Mr. Bond will be kind enough to take you to the Junkanoo. It's our local Mardi Gras. You'll be my guest tonight, Mr. Bond.
Bond: Well, that's very kind of you.
Emilio Largo: It will be my pleasure.

Ernst Stavro Blofeld: Let us now proceed with new business. We will hear from Number Two, who's in charge of our NATO project, the most ambitious SPECTRE has ever undertaken. Your report, Number Two.
Emilio Largo: Thank you, Number One. Our intention is to demand the ransom of the North Atlantic treaty powers, of two hundred and eighty million dollars: a hundred million pounds. I have sent SPECTRE agent Count Lippe to the south of England, where he is making the necessary preparations. He is at a health clinic, conveniently located near the NATO air base.

Emilio Largo: Is there anything else in sight?
Hydrofoil Captain: No, all clear.
Emilio Largo: Switch on the underwater landing lights.

Emilio Largo: Perhaps *you'd* like to take the shoe - my friend won't mind - Mister...
James Bond: Bond.
Emilio Largo: Ah yes! Mr. Bond. One of my associates talk about you.
James Bond: Nothing bad, I hope.

Emilio Largo: [to his men] It's Quist!
[to a shark]
Emilio Largo: Gently, my friend, gently.
[to Quist]
Emilio Largo: What did you find?
Quist: Nothing.
Emilio Largo: You saw Bond?
Quist: Yes, I saw him.
Emilio Largo: What happened?
[Quist is silent, Largo slaps him with towel]
Emilio Largo: You let him get the better of you.
[gestures toward shark pool, Largo's men throw Quist in]
Quist: No!

Emilio Largo: Turn the underwater lights on. TV closed circuit. Hand grenades.

Emilio Largo: Stop it! Stop it! You fools! He's got you all shooting at each other!

Emilio Largo: No no! No! I've got a better idea.
[Largo activates the pool cover motor]
Emilio Largo: Lift the tunnel hatch and let them eat.

Disco Volante radio operator: Paris, Sir. Number One on the scrambler.
Emilio Largo: Number Two speaking. Phase Two completed.
Ernst Stavro Blofeld: Number Two has done well. Unlike Count Lippe, whose choice of Angelo might have jeopardized the success of our project. Send a message to the Execution Branch.

Never Say Never Again (1983)
Domino Petachi: [after Largo forces her to break the statue] You're crazy!
Largo: Crazy? Yeah... maybe. I'm crazy.

Largo: Do you lose as gracefully as you win?
James Bond: I don't know, I've never lost.

Largo: Are you a man who enjoys games?
James Bond: Depends with whom I'm playing.

Largo: Tears of Allah. The story is that the prophet wept for the baroness of the desert and his tears made a well. It's a legend, of course. But, like all great legends, it is also the truth.

Fatima Blush: I think you have lost her.
Largo: Do you actually imagine that I could lose a woman to an underpaid British agent? Ya?
Fatima Blush: Yeah. And I warn you, if he is not executed at once, he'll have your Domino turned over.

Fatima Blush: Maximillian, why torture yourself over that kind of woman?
Largo: Maybe one day you have to kill her, Fatima.
Fatima Blush: Your sense of humor is delicious!

Largo: So, a drink?
James Bond: Vodka martini.
Largo: Of course.