Character: Felix Leiter

- Quite a bit, and Goldfinger has got to be the jackpot.
- Did you catch him?
- Not yet, but it has not gone far.
- A Pussy?
- She helped to change the gas cylinders. By the way, why is it called DC?
- I must have awakened her maternal instinct.
James, hurry up to come aboard. You can't keep the President waiting. A special plane, lunch at the White House.
To what do I owe this honor?
The President wants to greet you personally.

- "M" is listening.
Is Lightyear. We picked up the signal of agent 007. He just landed in Baltimore.
- Baltimore. Well, that made itself felt. And I heard he was in Switzerland.
- He arrived on a private plane from Geneva, owned by our friend Goldfinger.
Glad to see he's making progress. Keep an eye on him. His plane should arrive in Kentucky. Only do not interfere, so as to not contaminate. Now it's all good.

- What happened? I'm on vacation.
No. A message from London.
- I knew that "M" will not get me best hotel just.
We've been watching him. Auric Goldfinger.
- Like the French nail Polish.
- Despite this, he's an Englishman. Owns companies known worldwide.

- Crab Key is starting to interest me. What else is known about this Chinese guy?
Nothing but his name. Dr. No.

- It is interesting. Who were you measured for this? My tailor, Savile row.
- My tailor operates in Washington. Felix Leiter, Central Intelligence Agency.

Quairel if you see the dragon, jump on him and blow as hard as you so pumped rum that he would die happy!