"(mid-credits:) Hey, thanks for watching my movie. Yeah, my movie, even though we called it Inspector Gadget. I know you all are wondering; Things with the Volkswagen are workin' out real good. We got married in Las Vegas, in a drive-through Chapel. We're expecting a little subcompact any day now, thinking of calling him "The Love Bug", which is in no way a plug for my employer, The Walt Disney Company. Although, when our little one is old enough, I'm sure his first words will be, "I'm going to Disneyland!" But don't any of you leave for theme parks just yet. All these fine people made me look good."

"(post-credits:) Wow! You made it through the credits, and we didn't offer you anything for free! Movie audiences are the best audiences in the world. Now, get out, go home, leave, vamoose. You got to go. I am tired. Please go home, go home, go home, go home. Good night, Riverton!"

"Throw us your line."

"I'll show you."

"Oh, no, you don't. This is not time to be rescued."

"It will be a pleasure sir."

"Four, three, two."

"It's no hurry, really. All the time in the world."

"James, how do we get those diamonds down again?"

"Just being disarming, darling."

"Goodnight, sir."

"Keeping the British end up, sir."

"Bond, Bond, Bond!"

"Oh, James."

"So, why don't you ask me?"

"Darling, what could possibly go wrong, okay?"

"Let's stay undercover."

"I thought Christmas only comes once a year."

"Especially, when your bad."

"The names Bond. James Bond."

"I never left."

"With pleasure, M. With pleasure."

"There's just one thing I need."

"I'm going to tell you a story...about a man. His name is Bond, James Bond."

"I can't imagine why."

"Sure they did."

"All right!"

"There they were, all hundred of them!"

"What's that noise?"

"Walter, what?"

"Smoldering."

"I don't know if we already agreed on that."