In From Russia With Love, Bond delivers this line with absolute confidence, as if he just referenced some groundbreaking nugget of English wisdom on the spot. It comes right after he sets fire to the gasoline barrels during the boat escape, which makes the quip feel like it’s trying harder than the situation requires. It’s an example of the early Bond era getting its bearings and slightly faltering as it fine-tunes the character. Connery’s delivery doesn’t really fit the moment and instead is an odd distraction.