SYLVIA: Mr. Bond, I suppose you wouldn't care to...um...raise the limit?
Before you can say "shaken, not stirred" Sylvia Trench starts with the double innuendos. The two are competing in a casino game, but we have a feeling that they're putting something other than money on the table.
SYLVIA: Too bad you have to go. Just as things were getting interesting.
As we soon learn, sex is a game for Bond. He enjoys toying with the women he's interested in as much as—maybe even more than—the actual catch.
M: He was checking an inquiry from the Americans. They'd been complaining about massive interference with their Cape Canaveral rockets. They think it comes from the Jamaica area. Does "toppling" mean anything to you?
Maybe the recurring theme here should be "bored dudes." Bond gets his jollies pursuing women. Dr. No excites himself by trying to overthrow the balance of world powers.
M: Maybe not, but it jammed on your last job and you spent six months in hospital in consequence. You carry a double-O number; means you're licensed to kill, not get killed. And another thing. Since I've been head of Ml6, there's been a 40% drop in double-O operative casualties, and I want it to stay that way. You'll carry the Walther. Unless of course you plan to go back to standard intelligence duties.
M appears to care for Bond's safety, but it appears the real reason is because he wants to maintain his low casualty statistics in the department. M might be competing for least-deadly tenure at MI6. We'll see how that goes.
LEITER: I spotted you at the airport, but...when I saw you drive off with the opposition, I figured I must be wrong.
Leiter tests Bond before he can trust him, and for the first half of the movie, Leiter has the upper hand. He's on his home turf, and he has the locals on his side. If Bond were a bad guy, he'd be defeated easily.
BOND: I can assure you my intentions are strictly honorable.
Once again we see Bond playing the innocent flirt with a hot young woman. We have to wonder how this would pan out if he and Honey didn't find themselves in a life-or-death situation.
GUARD: Okay, folks. Come out and you won't get hurt.
Here we see a guard trying to engage Bond in a battle of wits. The guard may be armed with a huge machine gun, but he's severely lacking in the brain cell department. Bond isn't going to fall for it.
DR. NO: A unique feat of engineering, if I may say so. I designed it myself. The glass is convex, ten inches thick, which accounts for the magnifying effect.
BOND: Minnows pretending they're whales. Just like you on this island, Dr. No.
DR. NO: It depends, Mr. Bond, on which side of the glass you are.
Dr. No flaunts his wealth and engineering ingenuity. Is he trying to impress Bond? Whatever he's doing, it isn't working. Bond shoots him down fast, but No proves he's a quick wit with a fast comeback.
DR. NO: I only gratify your curiosity because you're the one man I've met capable of appreciating what I've done and keeping it to himself.
Like Leiter, No appears to have been testing Bond all this time, too. No also likes what he sees and wants Bond to join him. To compete with the world, you have to have the best on your team.
BOND: Correction. "Criminal" brains.
DR. NO: The successful criminal brain is always superior. It has to be.
Dr. No thinks he's beating Bond in the brain game, but which one of these guys is revealing his entire plot to take over the world over a glass of wine, hmm?