-Half of everything is luck. -...and the other half?
-Disable the security! -Shouldn't take long. Hmmh the root password has been changed.
-It appears that we are cellmates. -Who are you, anyway?
Ourumov has activated the Goldeneye satellite! It's going to fire on Severnaya!
Good evening, Mr. Bond. These are strange times...
No gun, 007? MI6 must be cutting their budget these days.
It appears you were correct, Mr. Bond. General Ourumov is our traitor.
-A simple phone call and my men will delay them. -What's in it for you, Valentin?
Good luck with the floor, James.
Boris is still backing up his files. I can find out where they're going...
Goldeneye is set to fire on London! I'll try to override the guidance controls. If I can just get the yaw oscillation above 5 degrees [Bond protects Natalya, she thanklessly says:]
[Bond toggles the radio.]
For England, James?
Finish the job, James-
From the Cradle-
What's the matter, James? No glib remark?
-James, are you alright? -Yes, I'm fine thank you.
[Bond blows up helicopter and runs down into Bunker, getting captured, guard says...]
[After Bond shoots one too many scientists dead...]
[In the Jungle, Natalya picks off a guy with her Cougar Magnum from long distance, saying something braggy like:]
-Guard! My stomach hurts. I'm going to be sick! -[Sigh] You must think I was born yesterday.
Ah, Mr. Bond, I see you've taken it upon yourself to liven up the nightlife in St. Petersburg.
[After Bond bursts into the Archives room where Natalya is captured, he shoots one too many bullets in her general direction, she saying...]
James, what an unpleasant surprise. Do come in... That's close enough! Two targets. Time for one shot.
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