Joanna Pettet credited as playing...
Mata Bond
- 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: 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.
- 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]
- 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.
- 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!
- 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!