[M comes home to find Bond waiting for her]
M: You've got a bloody cheek.
Bond: Sorry. I'll shoot the camera first next time.
M: Or yourself. You stormed into an embassy. You violated the only absolutely inviolate rule of international relationships, and why? So you could kill a nobody. We wanted to question him, not to kill him! [Angrily throws down a newspaper headlined MI6 KILLS UNARMED PRISONER onto a table in front of Bond] For God's sake, you're supposed to display some kind of judgment.
Bond: I did. I thought one less bomb maker in the world would be a good thing.
M: Exactly. One bomb maker. We're trying to figure out how an entire network of terrorist groups is financed and you give us one bomb maker. Hardly the big picture, wouldn't you say? The man isn't even a true believer; he's a gun for hire. And thanks to your overdeveloped trigger finger, we have no idea who hired him, or why. And how the hell did you find out where I lived?
Bond: Same way I found out your name. I thought "M" was a randomly assigned letter. I had no idea it stood for--
M: [interrupts Bond] Utter one more syllable, and I'll have you killed. [Bond remains silent in agreement] I knew it was too early to promote you.
Bond: Well, I understand 00's have a very short life expectancy, so your mistake will be short-lived.
M: Bond, this may be too much for a blunt instrument to understand, but arrogance and self-awareness seldom go hand-in-hand.
Bond: So you want me to be half monk, half hit-man?
M: Any thug can kill. I want you to take your ego out of the equation, and to judge the situation dispassionately. I need to know that I can trust you, and that you know who to trust...and since I don't know that, I need you out of my sight. Go and stick your head in the sand somewhere and think about your future, because these bas**** want your head. And I'm seriously considering feeding you to them. [Bond heads for the elevator] And Bond...don't ever break into my house again.
Bond: Ma'am.
M: You've got a bloody cheek.
Bond: Sorry. I'll shoot the camera first next time.
M: Or yourself. You stormed into an embassy. You violated the only absolutely inviolate rule of international relationships, and why? So you could kill a nobody. We wanted to question him, not to kill him! [Angrily throws down a newspaper headlined MI6 KILLS UNARMED PRISONER onto a table in front of Bond] For God's sake, you're supposed to display some kind of judgment.
Bond: I did. I thought one less bomb maker in the world would be a good thing.
M: Exactly. One bomb maker. We're trying to figure out how an entire network of terrorist groups is financed and you give us one bomb maker. Hardly the big picture, wouldn't you say? The man isn't even a true believer; he's a gun for hire. And thanks to your overdeveloped trigger finger, we have no idea who hired him, or why. And how the hell did you find out where I lived?
Bond: Same way I found out your name. I thought "M" was a randomly assigned letter. I had no idea it stood for--
M: [interrupts Bond] Utter one more syllable, and I'll have you killed. [Bond remains silent in agreement] I knew it was too early to promote you.
Bond: Well, I understand 00's have a very short life expectancy, so your mistake will be short-lived.
M: Bond, this may be too much for a blunt instrument to understand, but arrogance and self-awareness seldom go hand-in-hand.
Bond: So you want me to be half monk, half hit-man?
M: Any thug can kill. I want you to take your ego out of the equation, and to judge the situation dispassionately. I need to know that I can trust you, and that you know who to trust...and since I don't know that, I need you out of my sight. Go and stick your head in the sand somewhere and think about your future, because these bas**** want your head. And I'm seriously considering feeding you to them. [Bond heads for the elevator] And Bond...don't ever break into my house again.
Bond: Ma'am.
[M comes home to find Bond waiting for her]
M: You've got a bloody cheek.
Bond : Sorry. I'll shoot the camera first next time.
M : Or yourself. You stormed into an embassy. You violated the only absolutely inviolate rule of international relationships, and why? So you could kill a nobody. We wanted to question him, not to kill him! [Angrily throws down a newspaper headlined MI6 KILLS UNARMED PRISONER onto a table in front of Bond] For God's sake, you're supposed to display some kind of judgment.
Bond : I did. I thought one less bomb maker in the world would be a good thing.
M : Exactly. One bomb maker. We're trying to figure out how an entire network of terrorist groups is financed and you give us one bomb maker. Hardly the big picture, wouldn't you say? The man isn't even a true believer; he's a gun for hire. And thanks to your overdeveloped trigger finger, we have no idea who hired him, or why. And how the hell did you find out where I lived?
Bond : Same way I found out your name. I thought "M" was a randomly assigned letter. I had no idea it stood for--
M : [interrupts Bond] Utter one more syllable, and I'll have you killed. [Bond remains silent in agreement] I knew it was too early to promote you.
Bond : Well, I understand 00's have a very short life expectancy, so your mistake will be short-lived.
M : Bond, this may be too much for a blunt instrument to understand, but arrogance and self-awareness seldom go hand-in-hand.
Bond : So you want me to be half monk, half hit-man?
M : Any thug can kill. I want you to take your ego out of the equation, and to judge the situation dispassionately. I need to know that I can trust you, and that you know who to trust...and since I don't know that, I need you out of my sight. Go and stick your head in the sand somewhere and think about your future, because these bas**** want your head. And I'm seriously considering feeding you to them. [Bond heads for the elevator] And Bond...don't ever break into my house again.
Bond : Ma'am.
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