The Name's Bond. James Omar Bond.

Hit That Back-stabber Where It Hurts, Right In The Ambition.

Now Before We Get Into Anything, Ladies, No Scratching, No Spitting And No Tattling To Mummy.

Don’t Feel Bad; I Regularly Reduce People To Unintelligible Stammers.

Foaly: Anyone See You Come In Here? Holly: The Fbi, Cia, Nsa, Dea, Mi6. Oh, And The Eib. Foaly: The Eib? Holly: (smirking) Everyone In The Building.

Artemis Fowl Grinned Right Back At Him And Pointed His Index Finger To The Sky... From The Tip Of This Finger Sprang A Small Blue Spark That Exploded Like A Tiny Firework. “i Know Magic Can Be Stolen,” Said Artemis. “because I Stole Some Myself.