Bond's loyalty to M is tested when her past comes back to haunt her. Whilst MI6 comes under attack, 007 must track down and destroy the threat, no matter how personal the cost.

M: Today I've repeatedly heard how irrelevant my department has become. "Why do we need agents, the Double-0 section? Isn't it all rather quaint?" Well, I suppose I see a different world than you do, and the truth is that what I see frightens me. I'm frightened because our enemies are no longer known to us. They do not exist on a map. They're not nations, they're individuals. And look around you. Who do you fear? Can you see a face, a uniform, a flag? No! Our world is not more transparent now, it's more opaque! It's in the shadows. That's where we must do battle. So before you declare us irrelevant, ask yourselves, how safe do you feel? Just one more thing to say, my late husband was a great lover of poetry, and... I suppose some of it sunk in, despite my best intentions. And here today, I remember this, I believe, from Tennyson: "We are not now that strength which in old days moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are. One equal temper of heroic hearts, made weak by time and fate, but strong in will. To strive, to seek, to find, AND NOT TO YIELD."
[as Bond is tied to a chair, an elevator lowers in front of him, and Silva appears and walks toward him]
Raoul Silva: Hello, James. Welcome. Do you like the island? My grandmother had an island. Nothing to boast of. You could walk around it in an hour, but still it was, it was a paradise for us. One summer, we went for a visit and discovered the place had been infested with rats. They'd come on a fishing boat and gorged themselves on coconut. So how do you get rats off an island? Hmm? My grandmother showed me. We buried an oil drum and hinged the lid. Then we wired coconut to the lid as bait and the rats would come for the coconut and... they would fall into the drum. And after a month, you have trapped all the rats, but what do you do then? Throw the drum into the ocean? Burn it? No. You just leave it and they begin to get hungry. And one by one...
[mimics rat munching sound]
Raoul Silva: they start eating each other until there are only two left. The two survivors. And then what? Do you kill them? No. You take them and release them into the trees, but now they don't eat coconut anymore. Now, they only eat rat. You have changed their nature. The two survivors. This is what she made us.
Q: It always makes me feel a bit melancholy. Grand old war ship. being ignominiously haunted away to scrap... The inevitability of time, don't you think? What do you see?
James Bond: A bloody big ship. Excuse me.
Q: 007. I'm your new Quartermaster.
James Bond: You must be joking.
Q: Why, because I'm not wearing a lab coat?
James Bond: Because you still have spots.
Q: My complexion is hardly relevant.
James Bond: Your competence is.
Q: Age is no guarantee of efficiency.
James Bond: And youth is no guarantee of innovation.
Q: Well, I'll hazard I can do more damage on my laptop sitting in my pajamas before my first cup of Earl Grey than you can do in a year in the field.
James Bond: Oh, so why do you need me?
Q: Every now and then a trigger has to be pulled.
James Bond: Or not pulled. It's hard to know which in your pajamas. Q.
Q: 007.
Doctor Hall: [Bond enters the interrogation room to take his psychological test, looking toward the one way mirror. M and Mallory stand on the other side with Tanner] I'd like to start with some simple word associations. Just tell me the first word that pops into your head. For example, I say, "Day" and you might say...
James Bond: Wasted.
Doctor Hall: [sighs] All right.
Doctor Hall: Gun.
James Bond: Shot.
Doctor Hall: Agent.
James Bond: Provocateur.
Doctor Hall: Woman?
James Bond: Provocatrix.
Doctor Hall: Heart.
James Bond: Target.
Doctor Hall: Bird.
James Bond: Sky.
Doctor Hall: M.
James Bond: Bitch.
[M sighs from the other side of the interrogation room]
Doctor Hall: Sunlight
James Bond: Swim
Doctor Hall: Moon
James Bond: Dance
Doctor Hall: Murder.
James Bond: Employment.
Doctor Hall: Country.
James Bond: England.
Doctor Hall: Skyfall.
[Bond suddenly pauses]
Doctor Hall: Skyfall.
[Continued pause]
Doctor Hall: Done.
[Bond walks out - looking coldly through the one-way mirror]
Gareth Mallory: Hmm, this is going well
[he leaves, M sighs again]
[Bond stares at the porcelain bulldog statue on M's desk]
James Bond: The whole office goes up in smoke and that bloody thing survives.
M: Your interior decorating tips have always been appreciated, 007.
James Bond: So this is it. We're both played out.
M: Well, if you believe that, why did you come back?
James Bond: Good question.
M: Because we're under attack. And you know we need you.
James Bond: Well, I'm here.
M: You'll have to be debriefed and declared fit for active service. You can only return to duty when you've passed the tests, so take them seriously. And a shower might be in order.
James Bond: I'll go home and change.
M: Oh, we've sold your flat, put your things into storage. Standard procedure on the death of an unmarried employee with no next of kin. You should have called.
James Bond: I'll find a hotel.
M: Well, you're bloody well not sleeping here.
[Bond is chasing Silva who escaped, trying to open a door]
James Bond: It won't open.
Q: Of course it will, put your back into it.
James Bond: Why don't you come down here and put your back into it?
Raoul Silva: [Silva goes to the desk, accessing Bond's debriefing results from his computer] Medical evaluation: fail. Physical evaluation: fail. Psychological evaluation, alcohol and substance addiction indicated. Ooh! Pathological rejection of authority based on unresolved childhood trauma.
[glances to Bond then back to the computer]
Raoul Silva: Subject is not approved for field duty and immediate suspension for service advised.
[rises from the desk, going to Bond]
Raoul Silva: What is this if not betrayal? She sent you off to me, knowing you're not ready, knowing you're likely die. Mommy was very bad.
Raoul Silva: If you wanted, you could pick your own secret missions. As I do. Name it, name it. Destabilize a multinational by manipulating stocks. Bip. Easy. Interrupt transmissions from a spy satellite over Kabul... done. Hmm. Rig an election in Uganda. All to the highest bidder.
James Bond: Or a gas explosion in London.
Raoul Silva: Mm-hm. Just point and click.
James Bond: Well, everybody needs a hobby.
Raoul Silva: So what's yours?
James Bond: Resurrection.
Q: What did you expect, an exploding pen?
M: Is this where you grew up?
James Bond: Mm.
M: How old were you when they died?
James Bond: You know the answer to that. You know the whole story.
M: Orphans always make the best recruits.
M: I know I can't do this job forever, but I'll be damned if I'm going to leave the department in worse shape than I found it.
Gareth Mallory: M, you've had a great run. You should leave with dignity.
M: Oh, to hell with dignity. I'll leave when the job's done.
M: I fucked this up, didn't I?
James Bond: No. You did your job.
Raoul Silva: [caresses Bond] There's always a first time...
James Bond: [tied to a chair] What makes you think this is my first time?
M: Regret is not part of our profession.
Raoul Silva: They kept me for five months in a room with no air. They tortured me, and I protected your secrets. I protected you. But they made me suffer. And suffer. And suffer. Until I realized, it was you who betrayed me. You betrayed me. So, I had only one thing left. My cyanide capsule in my back left molar. You remember, right? So, I broke the tooth and bit into the capsule. It... burned all my insides, but I didn't die. Life clung to me like a disease. And then I understood why I had survived. I needed to look in your eyes one last time.
Kincade: [after shooting two of Silva's men dead] Welcome to Scotland!
James Bond: I read your obituary of me.
M: And?
James Bond: Appalling.
M: Yeah, I knew you'd hate it. I did call you "an exemplar of British fortitude".
James Bond: That bit was all right.
Q: Good luck out there in the field... And please return the equipment in one piece.
[At Q's lab, Q and Tanner try to create a false trail for Silva to follow]
Q: It's a fine line. If the breadcrumb's too small, then he might miss it. Too big, and Silva will smell a rat.
Tanner: Yes, but you'd think even Silva will be able to spot that.
Q: He's the only one who could.
[Tanner turns and sees Mallory standing behind them]
Tanner: Sir.
Q: Oh.
Gareth Mallory: What are you doing?
Q: We're just... monitoring.
Gareth Mallory: Creating a false tracking signal for Silva to follow.
Tanner: Well, sir, um...
Q: Well, no...
Gareth Mallory: Excellent thinking, get him isolated. Send him on the A9. It's a direct route. You can monitor his progress more accurately and confirm it with the traffic cameras.
Q: But, uh... what if PM finds out?
Gareth Mallory: Then we're all buggered. Carry on.
Eve: [watches Bond shave] Cut-throat razor. How very traditional.
James Bond: Well, I like to do some things the old-fashioned way.
Eve: Sometimes the old ways are best.
[last lines]
Gareth Mallory: So, 007... Lot's to be done. Are you ready to get back to work?
James Bond: With pleasure, M. With pleasure.
Raoul Silva: [Silva unbuttons Bond's shirt and peels back the shirt to expose the scar tissue where Bond removed the bullet] Ooh! See what she's done to you.
James Bond: [suspicious] Well, she never tied me to a chair.
Raoul Silva: Her loss.
[Silva begins caressing Bond's neck]
James Bond: Are you sure this is about M?
Raoul Silva: It's about her... and you, and me. You see, we are the last two rats. We can either eat each other... mmm... or eat everyone else.
[Silva strokes Bond's neck]
Raoul Silva: How you're trying to remember your training now.
[Silva smiles]
Raoul Silva: What's the regulation to cope with this?
[Silva strokes both of Bond's upper legs]
Raoul Silva: Well, first time for everything.
[Bond smiles]
Raoul Silva: Yes?
James Bond: Hm. What makes you think this is my first time?
Raoul Silva: [sits back] Oh, Mr Bond.
[M arrives at her home and prepares a drink when she suddenly hears the sound of glass clanging from behind her. She sees a silhouette of Bond near the window]
M: Where the hell have you been?
James Bond: Enjoying death. 007 reporting for duty.
James Bond: [speaking of M] She never tied me to a chair.
Raoul Silva: Her loss.
James Bond: Some men are coming to kill us. We're going to kill them first.
[from trailer]
James Bond: Everyone needs a hobby...
Raoul Silva: So what's yours?
James Bond: Resurrection.
Q: I'm guessing this is not official.
James Bond: Not even remotely.
Q: So much for my promising career in espionage.
Eve: She's pretty.
James Bond: Now, now.
Eve: If you like that sort of thing.
James Bond: I'll keep you posted.
[puts his earpiece into her glass]
Sévérine: Would you mind if I ask you a business question?
James Bond: Depends on the question.
Sévérine: It has to do with death.
James Bond: A subject in which you're well-versed.
Sévérine: And how would you know that?
James Bond: Only a certain kind of wears a backless dress with a Beretta 70 strapped to her thigh.
Sévérine: One can never be too careful when handsome man in tuxedos carry Walthers.
[from trailer]
Raoul Silva: She sent you after me, knowing you're not ready, knowing you would likely die. Mommy was very bad.
[Bond and M drive off in the Aston Martin DB5]
M: It's not very comfortable, is it?
James Bond: [Flips up the shift knob cap to reveal the ejector seat button underneath] Are you gonna complain all the way?
M: Oh, go on, then, eject me. See if I care.
[Bond reconsiders the thought and closes the shift knob while driving]
James Bond: [a mirror on Land Rover's right door falls] That's all right. You weren't using it.
Eve: [makes left mirror fall] I wasn't using that one, either.
James Bond: Oh good, here comes a train.
Q: Where are you?
James Bond: [He's on the train] Take a wild guess, Q.
[Bond runs and jumps on the end of the train, hanging on the door as the female conductor looks at him in confusion]
James Bond: Open the door, please!
[Conductor still stares at him]
James Bond: Open the door!
[Conductor finally opens the door before Bond walks in]
James Bond: Health and Safety. Carry on.
Raoul Silva: You caught me... Now, here's your prize. The latest thing from my local toy store. It's called... radio.
James Bond: Not enough excitement in Istanbul?
Eve: I've been reassigned. Temporary suspension from field work.
James Bond: Really?
Eve: Mmm. Something to do with killing 007.
James Bond: Well, you gave it your best shot.
Eve: That was hardly my best shot.
James Bond: I'm not sure I could survive your best.
Eve: I doubt you'll get the chance.
Husband at Tube Station: [after Bond has leapt onto a moving underground train] He's keen to get home.
Raoul Silva: Do you see what comes of all this running around, Mr. Bond? All this jumping and fighting, it's exhausting! Relax. You need to relax... Ah well, mother's calling. I will give her a good-bye kiss for you.
Q: Oh, no. Can someone tell me how he got into our system?
Raoul Silva: [program from his computer] Not such a clever boy.
Q: Oh, shit. Oh, shit, shit, shit. He hacked us.
[Bond opens a garage door to reveal his Aston Martin DB5]
M: Oh, and I suppose that's completely inconspicuous.
James Bond: Get in.
Q: There are only about six people in the world who could set up fail-safes like this.
James Bond: Can you get past them?
Q: I invented them.
James Bond: [as his boyhood home burns down] I always hated this place.
[Bond is gifted the porcelain bulldog]
Eve: I think she was encouraging you to take a desk job.
James Bond: Just the opposite.
James Bond: [about getting shot] In your defense, a moving target is harder to hit.
Eve: Then you'd better keep moving.
Gareth Mallory: There's a hearing at ten tomorrow. You're expected to attend.
M: Attend in stocks? Who's old-fashioned now?
Gareth Mallory: Oh, please! This is a democracy, we're responsible to the people we're supposed to defend! We can't walk in the shadows anymore, there are no more shadows!
M: Don't you get it? He knows us! He's one of us! He comes from the same place as Bond, a place you say doesn't exist: the shadows!
[from trailer]
Sévérine: What do you know about fear?
James Bond: All there is.
Sévérine: Well not like this. Not like him.
M: I suppose... It's too late to make a run for it?
James Bond: Well, I'm game if you are.
M: I did get one thing right.
Eve: You know, Mallory's not as bad as you think.
James Bond: He's a bureaucrat.
Eve: You should do your homework. Gareth Mallory was a Lieutenant Colonel...
James Bond: Lieutenant Colonel in Northern Ireland. Hereford Regiment. Spent three months at the hands of the IRA.
Eve: So there's more to him than meets the eye.
Raoul Silva: You know what it does to you, hydrogen cyanide?
[prises out his upper jaw to show M]
M: 007, what the hell are you doing? Are you kidnapping me?
James Bond: That would be one way of looking at it.
James Bond: What a waste of good scotch.
Sévérine: How much do you know about fear?
James Bond: All there is.
Sévérine: Well, not like this... Not like him...
Q: So much for my promising career in espionage.
James Bond: [dodging an explosion] Was that for me?
Raoul Silva: [laughing] No, but that is.
[a subway train crashes after Bond]
James Bond: [Silva's men are approaching] You ready?
Kincade: I was ready before you were born, son.
James Bond: The latest thing from Q branch; called a radio.
James Bond: Age is no guarantee of efficiency and youth is no guarantee of innovation.
Raoul Silva: Say my name. Say it. My real name. I know you remember it.
M: Your name is on a memorial wall of the very building you attacked. I will have it struck off. Soon your past will be as nonexistent as your future. I'll never see you again.
James Bond: [as Silva falls] Last rat standing.
[from trailer]
Q: The Walther PPK/S nine-millimeter short. It's been coded to your palmprint so only you can fire it. Less of a random killing machine, more of a personal statement.
Eve: She's ready for you.
James Bond: I'm sorry, have we met before?
Eve: I'm the one who should say sorry.
James Bond: It was only four ribs. Some of the less vital organs. Nothing major.
Raoul Silva: Just look at you, barely held together by your pills and your drink.
James Bond: Don't forget my pathetic love of country.
Gareth Mallory: Excuse me, Prime Minister. I don't mean to interrupt, but just for the sake of variety, might we actually hear from the witness?
James Bond: [Looking round Skyfall one last time] I always did hate this house.
James Bond: [the fat bodyguard is about to be bitten by a komodo dragon, failed to pull the trigger to James Bond] Good luck with that.
Sévérine: Be careful what you wish for...
Eve: Agent down.
M: [via Eve's earpiece] What was that?
Eve: VW Beetles... I think.
James Bond: [as Silva arrives at Skyfall in a helicopter while playing loud music] Always got to make an entrance.
[first lines]
James Bond: Ronson's down!
Raoul Silva: [on seeing that M is wounded] You're hurt. You're hurt! What have they done to you? What have they done to you?
[puts his gun in her hand]
Raoul Silva: Free us both. With the same bullet. Only you can do it. Do it! Do it!
M: This is where you grew up.
James Bond: Mm.
Kincade: So who is it we're supposed to be fighting?
James Bond: No "we" in it. Kincaide. This is not your fight.
Kincade: Try and stop me, you jumped-up little shit.
Q: [Via Bond's earpiece] Where are you?
James Bond: [He's on the train] Take a wild guess, Q.
James Bond: [after a scene with heavy shooting] Are you hurt?
M: Only my pride is hurt.
James Bond: [to Sévérine when they are in the shower together] I like you better without your Beretta.
Sévérine: I feel naked without it.
Q: Why are the doors opening?
[Bond runs]
Sévérine: Will you... kill him?
James Bond: Someone always dies.
M: [quoting the poem Ulysses by Lord Alfred Tennyson] Though much is taken, much abides, and though we are not now that strength which in old days moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are... One equal temper of heroic hearts, made weak by time and fate, but strong in will to strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
[from trailer]
Raoul Silva: The two survivors. This is what she made us.
M: I suppose it's too late to make a run for it?
James Bond: Well, I'm game if you are.
James Bond: A storm's coming.
[repeated line]
Raoul Silva: Think on your sins.
James Bond: [fighting Patrice] Who's got the list? Who are you working for?
James Bond: [gives suitcase of money to Eve] Bet it all on red.
Raoul Silva: [about M] Everyone, listen to me. Don't you dare touch her. She's mine!
[from trailer]
Raoul Silva: England... Mi6... so old-fashioned!
James Bond: [to M] So this is it, then. We're both played out.
[from trailer]
M: [Writing Bond's obituary] What do you say about a man like that?
James Bond: Ronson didn't make it, did he?
Gareth Mallory: Three months ago, you lost the drive containing the identity of every agent embedded in terrorist organizations across the globe.

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