Casino Royale (1967)
Joanna Pettet: Mata Bond
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Quotes
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Mata Bond : [In front of 10 Downing Street] Oh, Daddy, I do so long to meet him. All the girls do. He really turns me on!
Sir James : Did that finishing school teach you to talk like that?
Mata Bond : No, I taught them. Oh, do be a pet, Daddy.
Sir James : Be a good girl, do run along and watch the changing of the guard.
Mata Bond : I bet Mummy would have taken me in.
Sir James : Mummy took everyone in.
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Frau Hoffner : Hmmm, it is little Otto. He was one of your mother's lovers. We often find him lying around.
Mata Bond : Is he dead?
Frau Hoffner : Hard to tell. He always looked like that.
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Polo : You're so like your mother, you're driving me insane.
Mata Bond : Well, you haven't got far to go.
Polo : Come to me. Come to me, my little Mata. Come to me. Come!
[He falls off the bed, Mata opens the door]
Mata Bond : About time you were back in your box, innit?
Polo : You must forgive me. I lose control of myself. I'm a mad fool. Mad.
Mata Bond : You want an argument?
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Sir James : [In Mata's room] Who are all these people?
Mata Bond : They're the high priests of the temple. Okay, Fred, up it!
[a priest gets up and bows as he leaves]
Sir James : What an extraordinary performance. They seem to treat you like some kind of goddess.
Mata Bond : Well, I am the celestial virgin of the sacred altar.
Sir James : Figuratively speaking, of course.
Mata Bond : Of course.
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Frau Hoffner : The Mata Hari School of Dancing is the only truly international school of espionage in the world.
Polo : In the world.
Frau Hoffner : There is no political prejudice here.
Polo : Prejudice.
Frau Hoffner : We train Russian spies for America.
Polo : America.
Frau Hoffner : And American spies for Russia.
Mata Bond : Very democratic.
Frau Hoffner : *Very* democratic.
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Frau Hoffner : Come along, child. The auction is about to begin.
Mata Bond : Auction?
Frau Hoffner : Tonight we are selling one of the finest art collections in Europe.
Mata Bond : Le Chiffre's collection?
Frau Hoffner : Who?
Mata Bond : Le Chiffre.
Frau Hoffner : Who's Le Chiffre?
Mata Bond : The man who owns the collection.
Frau Hoffner : What collection?
Mata Bond : The collection that's about to be auctioned.
Frau Hoffner : Who said anything about an auction?
Mata Bond : You did.
Frau Hoffner : Who am I?
Mata Bond : Frau Hoffner.
Frau Hoffner : Never heard of her. You're insane, my child, quite insane.
Mata Bond : I think she's right!
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Mata Bond : [Pulls down the handle on a toilet and floor circulates to another room] It's the first john I've ever gone around with.
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Frau Hoffner : [Mata just arrived at International Mother's Help] Who are you? What do you want?
Mata Bond : I'm here to enroll as a student.
Frau Hoffner : What are you qualifications, hmmmm?
Mata Bond : I am the daughter of Mata Hari.
Polo : Mata Hari!
Frau Hoffner : You are a liar.
Mata Bond : Am I? What about this, then?
[She takes off her coat to reveal a belly-dancing outfit]
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Mata Bond : Oh! You want me to be a spy - like mum, huh? Well.
Sir James : Family tradition, my dear.
Mata Bond : Do I get an exploding brief case and a secret transmitter?
Sir James : That won't be necessary.
Mata Bond : Well, I have to have some equipment.
Sir James : Your mother wiped out three divisions of infantry and five brigades of calvary and, well, frankly, she had much less equipment than you have.
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Mata Bond : You know, if you weren't my dad I think I could fancy you.
Sir James : That's very good of you, my dear. Rather warm in here, don't you think?
Mata Bond : Cool it, Charlie. So you want me to go to Berlin, huh?
Sir James : Now Mata, you remember the old house on the Felmannstrasse?
Mata Bond : Yeah, where Mum had a dancing school.
Sir James : That has now become International Mother's Help. But that's just a cover for its real function. It is... Does he speak English?
Mata Bond : Hey Charlie, you speak English?
Charlie : No.
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Sir James : It's uncanny, quite uncanny. What memories it brings back: Paris, Berlin, Vienna. How madly we danced through the night. I was disguised as a Hungarian hussar...
Mata Bond : [puzzled] What are you going on about?
Sir James : You're the very image of your mother, and every bit as beautiful.
Mata Bond : You knew my mum?
Sir James : I am Sir James Bond.
Mata Bond : Daddy!
Sir James : My child!
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Taxi Driver : Taxi!
Mata Bond : Tally-ho!
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Sir James : They seem to treat you like some kind of a goddess.
Mata Bond : Well, I am the Celestial Virgin of the Sacred Altar.
Sir James : Figuratively speaking, of course.
Mata Bond : Of course! Some tea?
Sir James : Ah, cup of tea, splendid.
Mata Bond : Its made from poppy seeds. Two cups of this and you're stoned out of your mind!