Dr. No - Closing Sequence

Setting: Bond and Honey Ryder are on a small boat, having just escaped Dr. No's laboratory.

James Bond (Checking the gauge): We've run out of fuel.
Honey Ryder: What are we going to do now?
James Bond: Well, we can swim, or, er...
Honey Ryder: Or what?
James Bond: Come here.
(Honey Ryder moves in toward him. In the background, a navy vessel approaches with Felix Leiter on it)
Felix Leiter: Ahoy, Mr Bond! Ahoy, Mr Bond!
James Bond: Well, well! What's the matter? Do you need help?
Felix Leiter: I'm quite sure you don't.
James Bond: Now that you're here, you'd better give us a tow.
Felix Leiter: Throw us your line.
(James Bond and Honey Ryder remain on the small boat and kiss. As they do so, Bond releases the tow line...)

Dr. No - Meeting Honey Ryder for the first time

Setting: Dr. No's private island, on the beach.

(Bond sees Honey Ryder exiting the sea, examining her shells. He interrupts her singing)

Honey Ryder: Who is that?
James Bond: It's all right. I'm not supposed to be here, either. I take it you're not. Are you alone?
Honey Ryder: What are you doing here? Looking for shells?
James Bond: No. I'm just looking.
Honey Ryder: Stay where you are.
James Bond: I promise I won't steal your shells.
Honey Ryder: I promise you you won't, either.
(Bond steps forward. Honey Ryder reaches for her knife)
Honey Ryder: Stay where you are!
James Bond: I can assure you, my intentions are strictly honourable.
(She walks along the beach, away from Bond. Bond catches up and walks alongside her)
James Bond: What's your name?
Honey Ryder: Ryder.
James Bond: Ryder what?
Honey Ryder: Honey... Ryder.
(Bond looks at her in disbelief, and tries to hold back a smile)
Honey Ryder: What's so funny about it?
James Bond: Nothing. It's a very pretty name.
Honey Ryder: What's your name?
James Bond: James.

Dr. No - Arranging a date with Miss Taro

Setting: Jamaica

(After leaving a meeting, Bond catches Miss Taro listening in through the keyhole)

James Bond: That's a naughty little habit. Listening at keyholes?
Miss Taro: I wasn't listening, I was looking for those files. Anything that can't be found, I get the blame.
James Bond: Oh, forget it. Actually, it's not very important anyhow. I hate to think of you spending all afternoon looking for them.
Miss Taro: No. I have the afternoon off.
James Bond: There's a coincidence. So have I. Why don't you show me round the island?
Miss Taro: What should I say to an invitation from a strange gentleman?
James Bond: You should say yes.
Miss Taro: I should say maybe.
James Bond: Three o'clock, my hotel. Maybe?
Miss Taro: Yes, maybe.
James Bond: Good.

Dr. No - Getting Acquainted with Sylvia Trench

Setting: Bond's Hotel Room.

(Bond enters his room with a gun after hearing movement, only to find Sylvia practising her putting with a golf club and some balls. She is wearing negligée).

Sylvia Trench (Holding a golf club): There! Now you made me miss it.
James Bond: You don't miss a thing. How did you get in here?
Sylvia Trench: I decided to accept your invitation.
James Bond: That was for tomorrow afternoon. Tell me... Do you always dress this way for golf?
Sylvia Trench: I changed into something more comfortable. I hope I did the right thing.
James Bond: You did the right thing, but you picked the wrong moment. I have to leave immediately.
Sylvia Trench: Oh, that's too bad. Just as things were getting interesting again.
(Sylvia leans in and kisses bond)
Sylvia Trench: When did you say you had to leave?
James Bond: Immediately... Almost immediately.

Meeting Miss Moneypenny For The First Time

Setting: Miss Moneypenny's office at MI6.

(Bond throws his hat on to the hat stand. It lands perfectly.)

Miss Moneypenny (To the telephone): See if he's there, will you?
Miss Moneypenny (Seeing Bond for the first time): James, where on earth have you been? I've been searching London for you!
Miss Moneypenny (To the telephone): 007 is here, sir.
Miss Moneypenny (To Bond): He'll see you in a minute.
(Bond flips through Miss Moneypenny's papers, so she slaps his hand away)
James Bond: Moneypenny!
(Bond takes her hand)
James Bond: What gives?
Miss Moneypenny: Me. Given an ounce of encouragement.
(She admires his dinner suit)
Miss Moneypenny: You never take me to dinner looking like this, James. You never take me to dinner. Period.
James Bond: I would, you know. Only M would have me court-martialled for illegal use of government property.
Miss Moneypenny: Flattery will get you nowhere... But don't stop trying. Now...
James Bond: What's all this to-do about?
Miss Moneypenny: Strangways. And it looks serious. We've been burning the air between here and Jamaica for three hours.
(The door buzzes and the light turns from red to green)
Miss Moneypenny: Oh. In you go.
James Bond: Don't forget to write.

Meeting Bond For The First Time

Setting: Interior of "Le Cercle - Les Ambassadeurs London" during a game of chemin-de-fer.

Croupier: 200,000 à la banque.
Sylvia Trench: Suivi.
Croupier: Suivi.
Sylvia Trench: Carte.
Croupier: Carte.
(The cards are dealt to Sylvia)
Croupier: Sept à la banque. 200,000 à la banque.
Sylvia Trench: Suivi.
Croupier: Banco suivi.
(Sylvia examines her cards)
Sylvia Trench: Carte.
Croupier: Carte.
(Bond reveals his cards - he has an 8 and a Jack, which beats Sylvia's 3 and a Queen)
Croupier: Huit à la banque.
Sylvia Trench: Suivi.
Croupier: C'est suivi.
Sylvia Trench: The house will cover the difference?
Croupier: Oui, madame. Changeur, s'il vous plaît.
Sylvia Trench: Carte.
Croupier: Carte.
(Bond reveals his cards - he has a King and a 9, which beats Sylvia again)
Croupier: Neuf à la banque.
Sylvia Trench: I need another thousand.
James Bond: I admire your courage, Miss... uh...?
Sylvia Trench: Trench... Sylvia Trench. I admire your luck, Mr...?
James Bond: Bond... James Bond.
Sylvia Trench: Mr Bond, I suppose you wouldn't care to... um... raise the limit?
James Bond: I have no objections.
Croupier: Pas possible, madame. Ce n'est pas légal.
Sylvia Trench: Now...
Croupier: C'est suivi, monsieur.
James Bond (Holding her gaze): Looks like you're out to get me.
Sylvia Trench: It's an idea, at that.
Sylvia Trench: Eight.
Croupier: Huit à la banque.
(Bond reveals his cards, which causes much upbeat chatter around the table. He has won again.)
Croupier: Neuf à la banque.
(A waiter interrupts Bond and presents him with a card)
Waiter: Excuse me, sir.
James Bond: Thank you. André, I must pass the shoe.
James Bond (To Sylvia): I hope you'll forgive me, but it's most important. Thank you.
James Bond (Passing his chips to the Croupier): Have those changed, will you?
Sylvia Trench (Walking with Bond): Too bad you have to go. Just as things were getting interesting.
James Bond: Yes... Tell me, Miss Trench, do you play any other games? I mean, besides chemin-de-fer?
Sylvia Trench: Hmm. Golf... amongst other things.
James Bond: Tomorrow afternoon, then.
Sylvia Trench (Surprised): Tomorrow? Let me see...
James Bond: And, uh, we could have dinner afterwards, perhaps?
Sylvia Trench: Sounds tempting. May l, um, let you know in the morning?
James Bond: Splendid.
(Bond hands her a business card)
James Bond: My number's on the card.
(Sylvia watches him leave)