Q Bond Quotes

Live Another Sol! (Starring Mark Watney as…probably Q. I’m no James Bond.)

I'm sort of like Q in the James Bond films. Except, you know, I only get to hand out this one thing.

I was wearing my EVA suit at the same time; I'm not a fucking idiot. So I get to... Live Another Sol! (Starring Mark Watney as... probably Q. I'm no James Bond.)

Some kids dream of being James Bond when they grow up, some kids dream about being Q.

Q: Are there any secrets to long-lasting relationships?     A: Infidelity. Not the act itself, but the threat of it. For Proust, an injection of jealousy is the only thing capable of rescuing a relationship ruined by habit. —Alain de Botton, How Proust Can Change Your Life The bonds of wedlock are so heavy that it takes two to carry them, sometimes three. —Alexandre Dumas

The torpedo launch console has big square plastic buttons—Flood Tube, Open Shuttle, Ready to Fire—that flash red or green, like something Q would have built into James Bond’s Aston Martin. The missile compartment has similarly retro-looking panels of buttons. They provided the setup for one of the more quotable things Murray said to me—a line that, were fewer precautions in place, could have joined “Houston, we’ve had a problem” or “Watch this” in the pantheon of understated taglines for calamity: “I wouldn’t lean on that.

EPHESIANS 4 I therefore,  m a prisoner for the Lord, urge you to  n walk in a manner worthy of  o the calling to which you have been called, 2with all  p humility and  q gentleness, with  r patience,  s bearing with one another in love, 3eager to maintain the unity of the Spirit in  t the bond of peace.

Mr. 2nd Comptroller Cutts came into my office to shew me the papers in the case of the late Purser Josiah Tatnal, Jr. (I had asked him for copy of the bond). That done, he stated, at cruel length, his difficulty with the Q.[uarter] M.[aster] Genl’s office... He is a polite man, and I think means well, but [is] excessively dull and vain. I really pity him. It is a great misfortune to any gentleman to have no sense.

It can be proven that wounded people wound others. Walk circumspectly among wounded people, their injuries are deeply submerged in their brain's amygdala, and without the time-tested practice of emotional intelligence, you might find yourself scarred by association. Give your associations time to reveal their emotional intelligence or lack thereof; employers measure their associates seasonally, quarterly, and or annually; but ask yourself the question: (Q) WHY haven't you?

I therefore,  m a prisoner for the Lord, urge you to  n walk in a manner worthy of  o the calling to which you have been called, 2with all  p humility and  q gentleness, with  r patience,  s bearing with one another in love, 3eager to maintain the unity of the Spirit in  t the bond of peace. 4There is  u one body and  v one Spirit—just as you were called to the one  w hope that belongs to your call— 5 x one Lord,  y one faith,  z one baptism, 6 a one God and Father of all,  b who is over all and through all and in all.

Is not this the fast that I choose:          j to loose the bonds of wickedness,         to undo the straps  k of the yoke,     to let the oppressed [2] go free,         and to break every yoke? 7    Is it not  l to share your bread with the hungry         and bring the homeless poor into your house;     when you see the naked, to cover him,          m and not to hide yourself from your own flesh? 8     n Then shall your light break forth like the dawn,          o and your healing shall spring up speedily;      p your righteousness shall go before you;          q the glory of the LORD shall be your rear guard.

him?     Will you call this a fast,         and a day acceptable to the LORD?     6 “Is not this the fast that I choose:          j to loose the bonds of wickedness,         to undo the straps  k of the yoke,     to let the oppressed [2] go free,         and to break every yoke? 7    Is it not  l to share your bread with the hungry         and bring the homeless poor into your house;     when you see the naked, to cover him,          m and not to hide yourself from your own flesh? 8     n Then shall your light break forth like the dawn,          o and your healing shall spring up speedily;      p your righteousness shall go before you;          q the glory of the LORD shall be your rear guard. 9    Then

About midnight Paul and Silas were praying and singing hymns to God, and the prisoners were listening to them, 26and suddenly  q there was a great earthquake, so that the foundations of the prison were shaken. And immediately  r all the doors were opened, and  s everyone’s bonds were unfastened. 27When the jailer woke and saw that the prison doors were open, he drew his sword and  t was about to kill himself, supposing that the prisoners had escaped. 28But Paul cried with a loud voice, “Do not harm yourself, for we are all here.” 29And the jailer [5] called for lights and rushed in, and trembling with fear he  u fell down before Paul and Silas. 30Then he brought them out and said, “Sirs,  v what must I do to be  w saved?” 31And they said,  x “Believe in the Lord Jesus, and you will be saved, you  y and your household.” 32And they spoke the word of the Lord to him and to all who were in his house. 33And he took them  z the same hour of the night and washed their wounds; and he  a was baptized at once, he and all his family.

Just think about the incredible transformation that took place in Steve’s life and career after Pixar. In 1983, Apple launched their computer Lisa, the last project Jobs worked on before he was let go. Jobs released Lisa with a nine-page ad in the New York Times spelling out the computer’s technical features. It was nine pages of geek talk nobody outside NASA was interested in. The computer bombed. When Jobs returned to the company after running Pixar, Apple became customer-centric, compelling, and clear in their communication. The first campaign he released went from nine pages in the New York Times to just two words on billboards all over America: Think Different. When Apple began filtering their communication to make it simple and relevant, they actually stopped featuring computers in most of their advertising. Instead, they understood their customers were all living, breathing heroes, and they tapped into their stories. They did this by (1) identifying what their customers wanted (to be seen and heard), (2) defining their customers’ challenge (that people didn’t recognize their hidden genius), and (3) offering their customers a tool they could use to express themselves (computers and smartphones). Each of these realizations are pillars in ancient storytelling and critical for connecting with customers. I’ll teach you about these three pillars and more in the coming chapters, but for now just realize the time Apple spent clarifying the role they play in their customers’ story is one of the primary factors responsible for their growth. Notice, though, the story of Apple isn’t about Apple; it’s about you. You’re the hero in the story, and they play a role more like Q in the James Bond movies. They are the guy you go see when you need a tool to help you win the day.

2) ‘Always have an escape plan’ – now this sounds like something our beloved Q would say, especially as he was forever building shit gadgets that necessitated urgent escpape plans.

Amongst the comedy-muffling noises coming from John Cleese’s wallet, Bond asks Q if he’s really retiring, which seems a stupid question to ask a man of 109. Of course he’s retiring, James, he’s Facebook mates with Moses.

Q tries to demonstrate how it works, but seeing as it requires the lightest of touches to operate it and he has a pair of spam mountains for hands, his attempt doesn’t go very well, so Bond takes over and is immediately able to drive it perfectly, like my kids playing Mario Kart.

he begins to bleed red emulsion, and they’re able to follow the trails (and take a bit of it to B&Q so they can match that colour to do the spare room).

Q’s men set about building the mini-plane while Tanaka looks on like the last lad at the disco. He tells Bond it’s a toy and that he should take one of his real helicopters. Q essentially tells him to fuck off, and then gives a quick debrief of Nellie’s gear, weapons and camera.

Maybe he's like James Bond and has his own Q." "Maybe. But he doesn't strike me as

Q,” T. Laine said. “Ms. Marsters still hate the James Bond nickname?

The Minister demands to know what he is doing, and Q, checking the radar and not looking at the screen, answers that he’s ‘attempting re-entry, sir’. M sits back in his seat, shaking his head to himself. This is it, this is the fucking limit, in front of the Queen, Bond, for fuck’s sake.

The computer is booted up by inserting a gigantic data disk into what looks like a washing machine, and Q explains that it’s still at an experimental phase. As it beeps and whirs into life, the lights dim to a menacing red. Q asks Bond to describe the man he saw, and begins to type in stuff. Within about 64 hours, a real 3D photofit of our man emerges, looking every inch like a photograph.

Well, if you think about it, the only people who get to give Bond crap without getting killed for it are M, Moneypenny, and Q. Bond comes into the office, gets talked down to and bossed around, then he goes out into the field to get shot at. M sits in an office, looking miserable, and Moneypenny spends her day being used as a target dummy for flirt practice. Q has a lab, underlings, and gets to play with all the toys. He’s got the best job of anyone.

The movie played to a completely packed house and it was a smash. I was waiting with Bruce and Joe Lansdale up near the screen as the end credits rolled, ready for the filmmaker Q&A afterward, and something incredible happened that cemented it for me. Since the film ended on such a melancholy and downbeat note as Elvis closes his eyes at the finale, to raise the audience’s spirits and give them some hope, I inserted a line in the end credits that read, “Elvis returns in … BUBBA NOSFERATU—Curse of the She-Vampires.” As a kid I always got a thrill watching the James Bond movie end credits where they would announce the next 007 that way, so I figured why not try that with Elvis. As this announcement rolled on-screen, suddenly a guttural roar erupted from the crowd and they burst into riotous applause. Three hundred people wanted a sequel, like, immediately.

Slowly, then all at once. Slowly, as I take my time to know the things that would endear me to you. Slowly, as I attempt to cultivate a bond I hope would never easily sever. Slowly, as I get to know all your demons, and try to decide if I’m okay living with them everyday. Slowly, I also unleash my demons on you, hoping they won’t make me look ugly, wouldn’t make you think less of me. Slowly, as I let myself get used to the idea that you can be a possible permanent fixture in my life. Slowly, as I tell the difference between what I think I see, and what’s really there. Slowly, as I find myself looking to you for reassurance that hey, I’m alright. Slowly, as I find my thoughts drifting toward you when I see or hear or find things that remind me of you. Slowly, as I catch myself dedicating to you all of the pieces that I’ve been writing.

SOE "boffins" (or scientific blue-sky inventors) based at the Thatched Barn, a former hotel on the Barnet bypass in north London, had secretly designed a range of ingenious explosive devices to cause maximum impact in the most challenging situations. These real-life forerunners of James Bond's Q had come up with milk bottles that exploded if the cap was removed, loaves of bread that would "cause devastation" when cut in half, and fountain pens that squirted poison. Perhaps the most popular was fake horse dung that exploded if driven over- but there were also tiny but lethal charges that could be inserted into cigarettes, matchboxes, bicycle pumps, fountain pens, or hair brushes, and perhaps most usefully railway engines or fuel tanks. p138