Casino Royale

Casino Royale

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  • CASİNO ROYALE

    Director: Martin Campbell
    Stars:Daniel Craig, Eva Green, Mads Mikkelsen

    CAST:

    Daniel Craig… James Bond
    Eva Green … Vesper Lynd
    Mads Mikkelsen … Le Chiffre
    Judi Dench … M
    Jeffrey Wright … Felix Leiter
    Giancarlo Giannini … Mathis
    Caterina Murino … Solange
    Simon Abkarian … Alex Dimitrios
    Isaach De Bankolé … Steven Obanno (as Isaach De Bankole)
    Jesper Christensen … Mr. White
    Ivana Milicevic … Valenka
    Tobias Menzies … Villiers
    Claudio Santamaria … Carlos
    Sebastien Foucan … Mollaka (as Sébastien Foucan)
    Malcolm Sinclair … Dryden
    Richard Sammel … Gettler
    Ludger Pistor … Mendel
    Joseph Millson … Carter
    Daud Shah … Fisher
    Clemens Schick … Kratt
    Emmanuel Avena … Leo
    Tom Chadbon … Stockbroker
    Ade … Infante
    Urbano Barberini … Tomelli
    Tsai Chin … Madame Wu
    Charlie Levi Leroy … Gallardo
    Lazar Ristovski … Kaminofsky
    Tom So … Fukutu
    Veruschka von Lehndorff … Gräfin von Wallenstein (as Veruschka)
    Andreas Daniel … Dealer (as Daniel Andreas)
    Carlos Leal … Tournament Director
    Christina Cole … Ocean Club Receptionist
    Jürgen Tarrach … Schultz
    John Gold … Card Player
    Jerry Inzerillo … Card Player -2
    Diane Hartford … Card Player -3
    Jessica Miller … Dealer
    Leo Stransky … Tall Man (as Leos Stránský)
    Paul Bhattacharjee … Hot Room Doctor
    Crispin Bonham-Carter … Hot Room Doctor
    Simon Cox … Hot Room Technician
    Rebecca Gethings … Hot Room Technician
    Peter Notley … MI6 Technician
    John Chancer … Police Commander
    Peter Brooke … Airport Policeman
    Jason Durran … Airport Policeman
    Robert Jezek … Arresting Officer
    Robert G. Slade … Pilot
    Félicité Du Jeu … French News Reporter
    Michaela Ochotská … Shop Assistant
    Michael Offei … Obanno’s Lieutenant
    Makhoudia Diaw … Obanno’s Liaison
    Michael G. Wilson … Chief of Police
    Martina Duravolá … Police Chief’s Girlfriend
    Marcela Martincáková … Police Chief’s Girlfriend
    Vladimir Kulhavy … Croatian General (as Vladimír Kulhavý)
    Valentine Nonyela … Nambutu Embassy Official
    Dusan Pelech … Bartender
    Phil Meheux … Treasury Bureaucrat (as Phil Méheux)
    Alessandra Ambrosio … Tennis Girl
    Veronika Hladikova … Tennis Girl (as Veronika Hladíková)
    Regina Gabajová … Hotel Splendide Clerk
    Olutunji Ebun-Cole … Cola Kid
    Martin Ucik … Barman (as Martin Ucík)
    Vlasta Svátková … Waitress
    Miroslav Simunek … Disapproving Man
    Ivan G’Vera … Venice Hotel Concierge
    Jirí Lenc … Hotel Splendide Limo Driver
    Jaroslav Jankovsky … Hermitage Waiter
    Richard Branson … Man at Airport Security (uncredited)
    Martin Campbell … Airport Worker (uncredited)
    Gunther von Hagens … Himself (uncredited)

    SYNOPSIS:

    In the opening sequence, James Bond is on a mission that, if successful, will qualify him for double-0 status. He goes to Prague and kills an MI6 section chief, Dryden, who has leaked classified information, and his contact, Fisher. With two kills on his record, Bond earns his double-0 status. Elsewhere, Mr. White serves as a middleman introducing a banker, Le Chiffre, to a guerrilla group seeking a safe haven for its funds. Le Chiffre assures them that there is “no risk in the portfolio”, but his investments actually involve considerable risk: he short sells successful companies and then engineers terrorist attacks to sink their stock values.

    In his first mission as Agent 007, Bond goes to Madagascar in pursuit of an international bomb-maker named Mollaka. After a free running chase to the Nambutu embassy, Bond kills his target and blows up a part of the building in order to escape. He obtains Mollaka’s mobile phone and discovers that it has received calls from Alex Dimitrios, an associate of Le Chiffre in the Bahamas. Bond travels there and seduces Dimitrios’ wife, Solange, who reveals that her husband is flying to Miami. Bond leaves to pursue him. In Miami, 007 kills Dimitrios and then follows Le Chiffre’s henchman Carlos to the Miami Airport. There, Bond foils Le Chiffre’s plan to destroy the prototype Skyfleet airliner and thus leaves the banker with a major loss, since he had shorted the company’s shares.

    Now under pressure to recoup his clients’ money, Le Chiffre sets up a high-stakes Texas hold ‘em tournament at the Casino Royale in Montenegro. Hoping that a defeat would force Le Chiffre to aid the British government in exchange for protection from his creditors, MI6 enters Bond into the tournament. He meets up with Mathis, his ally in Montenegro, and Vesper Lynd, a treasury agent, who is assigned to look after his handling of the $10 million buy-in. After the tournament is underway for some time, Bond loses his initial stake. Vesper says that it would be a waste of money to continue to stake Bond and refuses to give him the funds to buy back in.

    Bond (right) and Le Chiffre (left) gamble at the Casino Royale.Distraught over his failure, Bond resolves to assassinate Le Chiffre. However, he is intercepted by CIA officer Felix Leiter, who is also playing in the tournament. Leiter agrees to supply Bond with the funds to rebuy in exchange for custody of Le Chiffre. Back in the game, Bond recoups his losses. Le Chiffre and his associates attempt to kill Bond by poisoning him, but he survives and wins the tournament. Soon afterward, Le Chiffre abducts Vesper and uses her to lure Bond into a near-fatal car chase, which results in his capture as well. Le Chiffre tortures Bond for the access code to the game’s winnings. When it becomes clear that Bond will not give in, Le Chiffre advances to castrate him, but Mr. White enters and kills Le Chiffre and his associates for their failure. Bond and Vesper are left alive.

    Bond awakens in a hospital on Lake Como and orders Mathis, whom Le Chiffre identified as a double agent working for him, arrested. Bond admits his love for Vesper and vows to quit the service before it strips him of his humanity. Accordingly, he posts his resignation to M and goes on a romantic holiday in Venice with Vesper. However, Bond soon learns that his poker winnings were never deposited into the Treasury’s account. Realizing that Vesper has stolen them, he pursues her and members of the organization she is working for into a building under renovation. After killing the enemy guards outside the building, Bond finds Vesper imprisoned in an elevator. Apologizing to him tearfully, she locks the inside door and the elevator plunges underwater. Bond dives in and attempts to rescue her, but she resists him and drowns. Mr. White, watching from a balcony, walks away with the money.

    Bond, feeling betrayed, learns from M that Vesper had a French-Algerian boyfriend who was kidnapped and held for ransom by the organization behind Le Chiffre and Mr White. Bond learns that she agreed to deliver the ransom money (his winnings) only if they would consent to leave Bond alive as well as her boyfriend. He discovers White’s name and number in Vesper’s mobile phone. White, arriving at a palatial estate near Lake Como, receives a phone call. A voice on the line says, “Mr. White? We need to talk.” Upon asking “Who is this?”, Mr. White is shot in the leg. As he crawls painfully towards the villa, Bond appears, gun in hand, and responds, “The name’s Bond, James Bond.”

    QUOTES :
    First Lines]
    Bond: M really doesn’t mind you earning a little money on the side, Dryden. She’d just prefer if it wasn’t selling secrets.
    Dryden: If the theatrics are supposed to scare me, you’ve the wrong man, Bond. If M was so sure I was bent… she’d have sent a double-0. The benefits of being section chief, I know of anyone being promoted to double-0 status, wouldn’t I? Your file shows no kills, and it takes…
    Bond: Two.
    [Dryden pulls a gun on Bond]
    Dryden: Shame. We barely got to know each other.
    [Dryden pulls the trigger; the gun is empty]
    Bond: I know where you keep your gun. Suppose that’s something?
    Dryden: True. How did he die?
    Bond: Your contact? Not well.
    Dryden: Made you feel it, did he? Well, you needn’t worry, the second is…
    [Bond shoots Dryden]
    Bond: Yes…considerably.

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    Le Chiffre: I suppose our friend, Mr. White will have told you that I have provided reliable banking services for many other freedom fighters over the years.
    Steven Obanno: Do you believe in God, Mr. Le Chiffre?
    Le Chiffre: No. I believe in a reasonable rate of return.

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    Bond: I thought M was a randomly assigned letter, I’d no idea it stood for…
    M: Utter one more syllable and I’ll have you killed.

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    M: I knew it was too early to promote you.
    Bond: Well, I understand double-O’s have a very short life expectancy, so your mistake will be short-lived.

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    Villiers: [about Bond] Well, he’s logged into our secure website, using your name and password.
    M: How the hell does he know these things?
    Villiers: Well, I’m doing my best to find out.

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    Vesper Lynd: I’m the money.
    Bond: Every penny of it.

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    Vesper Lynd: So, as charming as you are, Mr. Bond, I will be keeping my eye on our government’s money, and off your perfectly formed arse.
    Bond: [Pauses and smirks] You noticed.
    Vesper: Even accountants have imagination. How was your lamb?
    Bond: Skewered. One sympathizes.

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    Vesper Lynd: Am I going to have a problem with you, Bond?
    Bond: Don’t worry, you’re not my type.
    Vesper: Smart?
    Bond: Single.

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    [Bond orders a drink]
    Bond: Dry Martini.
    Barman: Oui, monsieur.
    Bond: Wait. Three measures of Gordon’s; one of vodka; half a measure of Kina Lillet. Shake it over ice, and add a thin slice of lemon peel.
    Barman: Yes, sir.
    Tomelli: You know, I’ll have one of those.
    Infante: So will I.
    Barman: Certainly.
    Felix Leiter: My friend, bring me one as well, keep the fruit.
    Le Chiffre: [annoyed] That’s it? Hm? Anyone want to play poker now?
    Felix Leiter: Someone’s in a hurry.

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    (sips his drink)
    Bond: You know, that’s not half bad. I’m going to have to think up a name for that.

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    Vesper Lynd: So…?
    Bond: You want to do what to me?
    Vesper: You’ve lost me completely.
    Bond: You just said you can’t wait to get me back to the room. Come on.

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    Le Chiffre: You changed your shirt, Mr. Bond. I hope our little game isn’t causing you to perspire.
    Bond: A little. But I won’t consider myself to be in trouble until I start weeping blood.
    [Le Chiffre weeps blood due to scar across tear duct]

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    Mathis: Has our girl melted your…cold heart yet?

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    Bond: Vodka Martini.
    Bartender: Shaken or stirred?
    Bond: Do I look like I give a damn?

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    Felix Leiter: Sorry, I should have introduced myself, seeing as we’re related. Felix Leiter, your brother from Langley.
    [sees Bond's knife]
    …You should have faith. As long as you keep your head about you, I think you could have him.
    Bond: Had. Excuse me.
    Leiter: You’re not buying in?
    Bond: No.
    Leiter: Listen, I’m bleeding chips. I’m not gonna last much longer. You have a better chance. I’ll stake you. I’m saying I’ll give you the money to keep going. Just one thing, you pull it off, the CIA bring him in.
    Bond: And what about the winnings?
    Leiter: (grins) Does it look like we need the money?

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    [Bond returns to his seat in a game of poker after being poisoned, much to the surprise and dismay of Le Chiffre]
    Bond: I’m sorry. That last hand…nearly killed me.

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    [sips his drink]
    Bond: You know, I think I’ll call that a “Vesper”.
    Vesper Lynd: Because of the bitter after-taste?
    Bond: No, because once you’ve tasted it, it’s all you want to drink.
    [Vesper laughs]
    …I thought it was a quite a good line.
    Vesper: It was a very good line.
    Bond: But you’re laughing at it.
    Vesper: Not so much it, as you.
    Bond: Oh, well that’s fine then.

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    Vesper Lynd: (walks into an elevator) Take the next one! There isn’t enough room for me and your ego. (to Bond)

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    Vesper Lynd: It doesn’t bother you, killing those people?
    Bond: I wouldn’t be very good at my job if it did.
    Vesper: I don’t believe you. You’ve got a choice, you know. Just because you’ve done something, doesn’t mean you have to keep doing it.
    Bond: Why is it that people who can’t take advice always insist on giving it?
    Vesper: You think I can’t take my own advice?
    Bond: I think something is driving you. And I don’t think I’ll ever find out what that is.

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    Le Chiffre: I’m afraid your friend Mathis is really my friend Mathis.

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    Le Chiffre: You know, I’ve never understood all these elaborate tortures. It’s the simplest thing, to cause more pain than a man can endure.
    [Le Chiffre swings knotted rope into Bond's genitals; Bond groans]
    Le Chiffre: And of course, it’s not only the immediate agony, but the knowledge that if you do not yield soon enough, there will be little left to identify you as man. The only question remains: Will you yield in time?
    [Bond smirks and laughs]
    Bond: I’ve got a little itch, down there. Would you mind?
    [Le Chiffre swings again]
    Bond: No! No! No, no, no, to the right. To the right, to the right!
    Le Chiffre: You are a funny man, Mr. Bond.
    [he swings again]
    Bond: Aaagh!! Yeah! Yeah, yeah. Yes, yes, yes, yes. [sobs then laughs] Now the whole world’s gonna know you died scratching my balls.
    Le Chiffre: Er, I died? I died?
    Bond: Yes, ’cause no matter what you do, I’m not gonna give you the password. Which means, your clients are gonna hunt you down and cut you into little pieces of meat while you’re still breathing. Because if you kill me, there’ll be no-where else to hide.
    Le Chiffre: But, you are [shouts] so wrong. Because, even after I’ve slaughtered you and your little girlfriend, your people will still welcome me with open arms. Because they need… what I know.

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    Le Chiffre: I’ll get the money, tell them, I’ll get the money.
    Mr. White: Money isn’t as valuable to our organisation as knowing who to trust.
    [Mr. White shoots Le Chiffre in the head. Le Chiffre is dead.]

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    Vesper Lynd: If all that was left of you was your smile and your little finger, you’d still be more of a man than anyone I know.
    Bond: That’s because you know what I can do with my little finger.

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    Mathis: Anything else you can remember? Anything that might help us?
    Bond: Help us? Or help you?

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    Gettler: [holding a knife to Vesper's throat] I’ll kill her!
    Bond: Allow me.

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    Bond: You knew I wouldn’t let this drop, didn’t you?
    M: Well I knew you were you

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    Bond: The job’s done, and the bitch is dead.

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    [Last Lines]
    Mr. White: Hello.
    Bond: [through phone] Mr. White? We need to talk.
    Mr. White: Who is this?
    [White is shot through leg; Bond walks up]
    Bond: The name’s Bond. James Bond.

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