Goldfinger Quotes

This is gold, Mr. Bond. All my life I've been in love with its color... its brilliance, its divine heaviness.

Jill Masterson : Who are you?
James Bond : Bond, James Bond.

Shocking! Positively shocking!

Bond, James Bond

Pussy Galore to Champagne Leader. Commence rockabye baby. Good luck.

You like a close shave, don't you?

You can turn off the charm. I'm immune.

Pussy! Who taught you judo?

Goodbye, Mr. Bond.

Run along now, man talk...

Discipline, 007. Discipline.

He's quite mad, you know?

I believe that the bourbon and branch water is rather splendid here in Kentucky. Now that we're both off duty, perhaps...

Ah, very chic, Miss Galore. Don't you agree? Please entertain Mr. Bond for me, Pussy. I'll join you later.

Man has climbed Mount Everest, gone to the bottom of the ocean. He's fired rockets at the Moon, split the atom, achieved miracles in every field of human endeavor... except crime!

James Bond : What's your name?
Jill Masterson : Jill.
James Bond : Jill who?
Jill Masterson : Jill Masterson.
James Bond : Tell me, Jill... why does he do it?
Jill Masterson : He likes to win.
James Bond : Why do you do it?
Jill Masterson : He pays me.
James Bond : Is that all he pays you for?
Jill Masterson : And for being seen with him.
James Bond : Just seen?
Jill Masterson : Just seen.
James Bond : Oh, I'm so glad. You're much too nice to be mixed up in anything like this, you know.

Tomorrow, at dawn, the Flying Circus of my personal pilot, Miss Pussy Galore, will spray into the atmosphere!

Q : Now this one I'm particularly keen about. You see the gear lever here? Now, if you take the top off, you will find a little red button. Whatever you do, don't touch it.
James Bond : Yeah, why not?
Q : Because you'll release this section of the roof, and engage and then fire the passenger ejector seat. Whish!
James Bond : Ejector seat? You're joking!
Q : I never joke about my work, 007.

I even had to warn Pussy about it.

Now, let's both play.

I have a slight inferiority complex.

Auric Goldfinger. Sounds like a French nail varnish.

We must have a few fast falls together some time.

You're a woman of many parts, Pussy!

I must have appealed to her maternal instincts.

James Bond : Oh, no you don't.
James Bond : This is no time to be rescued.

My dear girl, there are some things that just aren't done, such as drinking Dom Perignon '53 above the temperature of 38 degrees Fahrenheit. That's just as bad as listening to the Beatles without earmuffs!

Mei-Lei : Can I do anything for you, Mr. Bond?
James Bond : Uh, just a drink. A martini, shaken, not stirred.