Robert Shaw

James Bond: "Red wine with fish. Well that should have told me something."
Donald Grant: "You may know the right wines, but you're the one on your knees. How does it feel old man?"

"The first one won't kill you; not the second, not even the third... not till you crawl over here and you kiss my foot!"

James Bond: "That must have been a pretty sick collection of minds to dream up a plan like that."
Donald Grant: "Wish you could see the headlines, 'British agent murders beautiful Russian spy, then commits suicide'."
James Bond: "Tell me, which lunatic asylum did they get you out of?"
Donald Grant: "Don't make it tougher on yourself, Mr. Bond! [slaps Bond] My orders are to kill you and deliver the Lektor. How I do it is my business. It'll be slow and painful."

Donald Grant: "Is any of the opposition around?"
James Bond: "Not in any condition to be worried about."

James Bond: "How about a cigarette?"
Donald Grant: "Not a chance."
James Bond: "I'll pay for it."
Donald Grant: "What with?"
James Bond: "Fifty gold sovereigns."