Shirley Eaton: Jill Masterson
James Bond : [over intercom to Goldfinger, who has been cheating at cards] Now hear this, Goldfinger. Your luck has just changed. I doubt very much that the Miami Beach Police would take kindly to what you're doing. Nod your head if you agree... Nod...
James Bond : Good. Now, start losing, Goldfinger. Shall we say ten thousand dollars? No, let's be generous. Let's make it fifteen thousand.
[Goldfinger hesitates, then throws a card on the table]
Simmons : Well, I can see this is really my day!
[puts his cards on the table]
Simmons : Gin!
Jill Masterson : May I see?
[looks through binoculars. She sees Goldfinger snap his pencil in disgust]
James Bond : [over intercom] Over and out.
[switches intercom off, then to Jill]
James Bond : That should keep him occupied for quite some time.
Jill Masterson : I'm beginning to like you, Mr. Bond.
James Bond : Oh... call me James.
Jill Masterson : More than anyone I've ever met in a long time... James.
James Bond : Well, what are we going to do about it?
Jill Masterson : Yes, what?
James Bond : I'll tell you at dinner.
Jill Masterson : Where?
James Bond : Oh, I know the best place in town.
James Bond : [to Jill, who has been helping Goldfinger cheat at cards] What's your name?
Jill Masterson : Jill.
James Bond : Jill who?
Jill Masterson : Jill Masterson.
James Bond : Tell me, Jill... why does he do it?
Jill Masterson : He likes to win.
James Bond : Why do you do it?
Jill Masterson : He pays me.
James Bond : Is that all he pays you for?
Jill Masterson : And for being seen with him.
James Bond : Just seen?
Jill Masterson : Just seen.
James Bond : Oh, I'm so glad. You're much too nice to be mixed up in anything like this, you know.