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Goldfinger (film)

1964 film by Guy Hamilton

Goldfinger is a 1964 film in the James Bond series. Agent Bond attempts to stop Auric Goldfinger, a gold-obsessed smuggler who plans to invade the U.S. Bullion Depository at Fort Knox.

Directed by Guy Hamilton. Written by Richard Maibaum, based on the novel by Ian Fleming.
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James BondEdit

  • [after killing Capungo by electrocuting him in the bathtub, Bond puts his harness on and gets dressed] Shocking. [Bond sees a woman moaning] Positively shocking.

Auric GoldfingerEdit

  • Man has climbed Mount Everest. Gone to the bottom of the ocean. He has fired rockets at the Moon. Split the atom. Achieved miracles in every field of human endeavour... except crime!
  • Mr Bond, they have a saying in Chicago: "Once is happenstance. Twice is coincidence. The third time it's enemy action." [from the original Ian Fleming novel]

DialogueEdit

M: Gold? All over?
Bond: She died of skin suffocation. It's been known to happen to cabaret dancers. It's all right as long as you leave a small bare patch at the base of the spine to allow the skin to breathe.
M: Someone obviously didn't.
Bond: And I know who.

Bond: What do you know about gold, Moneypenny?
Moneypenny: Oh, the only gold I know about is the kind you wear. You know, [makes motion of inserting ring] on the third finger of your left hand.
Bond: One day we really must look into that.
Moneypenny: What about tonight? You come round for dinner and I'll cook you a beautiful Angel Cake.
Bond: Nothing would give me great pleasure but unfortunately I have a ... business appointment.
Moneypenny: That's the flimsiest excuse you've ever given me. Ah well some girls have all the luck. Who is she James?
M: [Over the intercom] "She" is me, Miss Moneypenny. And kindly omit the customary byplay with 007, will you? He's dining with me, and I don't want him to be late.
Moneypenny: [hopeful] So there's hope for me yet?
Bond: Moneypenny...won't you ever believe me?

[Q explains the devices on Bond's Aston Martin DB5]
Q: Now this one I'm particularly keen about. You see the gear lever here? [points to transmission lever] Now, if you take the top off, you will find a little red button. Whatever you do, don't touch it.
Bond: Yeah, why not?
Q: Because you'll release [points out roof] this section of the roof, and engage and then fire the passenger ejector seat. Whish!
Bond: Ejector seat? You're joking!
Q: I never joke about my work, 007. [Bond falls silent]

[Goldfinger shows off his industrial laser by having it slowly track toward Bond, lying supine and lashed to slab of gold.]
Goldfinger: This is gold, Mr Bond. All my life, I have been in love with its color, its brilliance, its divine heaviness. I welcome any enterprise that will increase my stock- which is considerable.
Bond: I think you've made your point, Goldfinger. Thank you for the demonstration.
Goldfinger: Choose your next witticism carefully, Mr Bond — it may be your last. The purpose of our two previous encounters is now very clear to me. I do not intend to be disturbed by another. Goodnight, Mr Bond. [leaves Bond]
Bond: Do you expect me to talk?
Goldfinger: [looks back, laughing] No, Mr Bond, I expect you to die! There's nothing you can talk to me about that I don't already know!
Bond: You're forgetting one thing. If I fail to report, 008 replaces me.
Goldfinger: [sarcastically] I trust he will be more successful.
Bond: But he knows what I know.
Goldfinger: You know nothing, Mr. Bond.
Bond: Operation Grand Slam, for instance.
[Goldfinger stops, and consults with Mr Ling as the laser beam gets closer to Bond.]
Goldfinger: Two words you may have overheard, which cannot possibly have the slightest significance to you or anyone in your organization.
Bond: Can you afford to take that chance?
[Goldfinger stops, considers what Bond just said, then orders to shut off the laser.]
Goldfinger: You are quite right, Mr. Bond. You are worth more to me alive.

[After his laser encounter, Bond awakens to find a woman staring at him.]
Bond: Who are you?
Pussy Galore: My name is Pussy Galore.
Bond: [looks away and smiles] I must be dreaming. [wakes up] I thought I'd wake up dead.
Pussy Galore: Tranquiliser gun, knockout shot.
Bond: I see. Well, I'm delighted to be here. And...by the way, where is here?
Pussy Galore: 35,000 feet flying southwest over Newfoundland.
Bond: Oh. That explains the humming.
Pussy Galore: The humming means you're in Mr. Goldfinger's Lockheed JetStar heading for Baltimore, and you're his guest.
Bond: I'm honoured. I never realized he enjoyed my company that much.
Pussy Galore: I don't suppose it will be all fun and games. [turns to Mei-Lei] Mei-Lei!

[Mei-Lei arrives]
Mei-Lei: Can I do something for you, Mr. Bond?
Bond: Uh...just a drink. A martini. Shaken, not stirred. [turns to Pussy Galore]

[after ordering his signature martini]
Bond: Why don't you join me?
Pussy Galore: Not on duty. I'm Mr. Goldfinger's personal pilot.
Bond: You are? And, uh, just how personal is that?
Pussy Galore: I'm a damn good pilot. Period.
Bond: Well that's good news. And by the way, where is our host?
Pussy Galore: He flew on ahead.
[Mei-Lei arrives with Bond's martini as Bond takes it]
Bond: Thank you.
[Mei-Lei nods]
Bond: I guess to Operation Grand Slam.
[Bond grabs his glass of martini]
Bond: This should be a memorable flight.
Pussy Galore: You can turn off the charm. I'm immune.
[Bond drinks the martini]

[after burning Oddjob with his hat on metal bars]
Felix Leiter: You OK, James? Where's your butler friend?
Bond: Oh, he blew a fuse.

[onboard Goldfinger's airplane]
Goldfinger: I'm glad to have you aboard, Mr. Bond.
Bond: Well, congratulations on your...promotion, Goldfinger. Are you having lunch at the White House, too?
Goldfinger: In two hours, I shall be in Cuba. And you have interfered with my plans for the last time, Mr. Bond!
Bond: It's--uh--very dangerous to fire guns in planes. I even had to warn Pussy about it. By the way, where is she?
Goldfinger: I will deal with her later. At the moment, she's where she ought to be, at the controls.
[Bond wrestles for Goldfinger's gun and fights him until Bond shoots the plane's window, sucking Goldfinger out as the plane starts to crash]
Pussy Galore: What happened? Where's Goldfinger?
Bond: Playing his golden harp.

TaglinesEdit

  • James Bond is back in action! Everything he touches turns to excitement!
  • Miss Honey and Miss Galore Have James Bond Back For More!
  • Mixing business and girls! Mixing thrills and girls! Mixing danger and girls!

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