The World Is Not Enough1999

James Bond:
Expecting Davidov? He caught a bullet instead of the plane. [grabs Renard and holds him at gunpoint] Get off and keep your mouth shut!

Renard:
You can't kill me. I'm already dead.

James Bond:
Not dead enough for me.

Renard:
You could show a little gratitude. I did spare your life at the banker's office. That's right; I couldn't kill you, you were working for me. You delivered the money, killed King and now you've brought me the plane.

James Bond:
What's your plan for the bomb?!

Renard:
You first. Or could it be you don't have a plan?

James Bond:
That bomb will never leave this room!

Renard:
Neither will you. How sad…to be threatened by a man who can't grasp what he's involved in.

James Bond:
Revenge is not hard to fathom for a man who believes in nothing.

Renard:
And what do you believe in? Preservation of capital?

[Renard pulls away from Bond]

Renard:
Go ahead. Shoot me. I welcome it. My men will hear the shot and kill you.

James Bond:
And the firefight will bring down half the army from above.

Renard:
But when a certain phone call isn't made in twenty minutes, Elektra dies.

James Bond:
You're bluffing.

Renard:
She's beautiful, isn't she? You should have had her before, when she was innocent. How does it feel to know that I broke her in for you?

[Bond gets angry and pistol-whips Renard across the forehead. Renard falls to the ground]

James Bond:
[as the puts the silencer on his P99] I usually hate killing an unarmed man. Cold-blooded murder is a filthy business.

Renard:
A man tires of being executed.

James Bond:
But in your case, I feel nothing, just like you.