Casino Royale (1967)

Joanna Pettet: Mata Bond

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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.

• 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.

• Polo : This is your mother's room. It has not been opened since the day she left here in 1916. You see. Nothing has been touched.

  Mata Bond : It's a wild room! Hey, what an enormous bed!

  Polo : The German army was very large in those days.

• 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?

• 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.

• 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.

• Mata Bond : Who is Le Chiffre?

  Polo : Nobody knows, not even Le Chiffre.

• 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!

• 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.

• 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] 

• Polo : [struggling up the stairs]  My battery needs recharging.

  Mata Bond : Maybe your head needs examining.

  Polo : No, I had that examined last week.

• 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.

• 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.

• Polo : You must forgive me, I lose control of myself. I'm a mad fool. Mad.

  Mata Bond : You want an argument?

  Polo : Remember, forget everything I tell you.

  Mata Bond : My lips are sealed.

  Polo : Lips! Those lips that...

  Mata Bond : Run. Run along, son.

• 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!

• Taxi Driver : Taxi!

  Mata Bond : Tally-ho!

• 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!