Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

As far as I can remember, James, you've never had me.
The top name on the llst is an oId friend of yours, I understand.
Xenia, I can't breathe!
What else do you call your butt?
E.M.P.?
I am invincible!
Absolutely everything.
No. There's no one within 25 mlles, believe me.
Current suspected llnks to the Janus crime syndicate, St. Petersburg.
You were saying, slug-head? - Nobody screws with Jay Cartay!
It wasn't God who gave me this face, it was you...
Six. Madame loses.
that armored stuff they ran around the country so we couldn't target them.
It's Boris! It's Boris! hello.
Who said the helicopter posed no immediate threat...
Natalya Fyodorovna Simonova, a level-two programmer.
yes dear granny raelee i am and snok snok snicket yes boing boing yes gayle and steve got me legs on latex! yes the boingkids are still toxed up dear! yes dear with me hard bread rolls i paid $282828 for! yes boing boing now i'll link to N'Jal!
Hllarious question, particularly from you.
Three... two... one.
Finish the job, James! blow them all to hell!
ST3AN23
and the Russians scrambIed these three MIGs here to intercept it.
Turn ten degrees south, bearing one-eight-four.
kill him!
So why did you not kill me?
No. I don't know who that is.
I enjoy a spirited ride as much as the next girl, but--
Standard operating procedure.
Trust me.
She changed the access codes!
IBM compatibIe with 500 meg. hard drives...
It may have been involved with the helicopter.
ReaI peopIe will die! You pathetic little worm.
Mister!
In London, April's a spring month.
The very words I live by
Lovely girl.
James, for England.
Jack bring her in
Not yet.
Lip
Three clicks arms the four-second fuse.
I wouldnt know
So, back where we started, James.
Unlike the American Government we prefer not to get our bad news from CNN
hello, James.
the name's mammy. Joe mammy.
in very small boxes.
Xenia, I can't breathe!
The same.
No, not quite. That belongs to a friend.
Yes, I do, perfectly.
Morning, Q. Sorry about the leg. Skiing?
Speak to me!
By the way, I'm fine, thank you very much.
Half of everything is Bachata, James. And the other half? Salsa.
MI6 figured I was too young to remember.
- Well, it depends-- - Sllence!
In London, April's a Spring month...
But I won't do it on a whim, even with your cavaller attitude towards life.
It seems the Councll does not want your head, Arkady Grigorovich.
It's too easy.
See you in hell, James.
Let's make another pass.
Lieutenant Commander Bernard Jaubert...
We found a match: your missing Tiger.
We aim to please