Popeye quotes

View Quote J. Wellington Wimpy [singing] I would gladly pay you Tuesday for a hamburger today.

View Quote Another thing I got is a sensk of humiligration. Now, maybe you swabs can pool your intelligensk and sees that I'm axsking you for an apologeky.

View Quote If I was gonna be Swee'Pea's mother, I should've at least let Olive be his father. Or viska versa. I ain't man enough to be no mother.

View Quote Bluto, even though you're larger than me, you can't wins, 'cause you bad, and the good always wins over the bad.

View Quote [to the Oyls when they enter the gambling den] Oh, what is this? A house of ill repukes? Ooh, who'd bring me infant to this den of immoraliky? Don't touch nothin'. You might get a venerable disease.

View Quote [about children] Bless their little hears, if they was made out of gold, I'd like to sell 'em on the open market. I could make me a fortune. Kids! Eh, they don't what they're doing. Kids, dadblast 'em! They're gonna lead you to ruin. That's what they're gonna do, lead you to ruin. They cry at you when they're young, they yell at you when they're older, they borrows from you when they's middle-aged and they leave you alone to die. Without even paying you back. Children, phooey. You give them everything they want, and what do you get back in return? You get nothing! Why they're just smaller versions of us you know, but I'm not so crazy about me in the first place, so why would I want one of them. I'm asking ya. Children. Ah, children. Little children. You'll pour your heart to them, you give them everything they want. Give them candy and a lot of toys, and what do you get in return? You get a lot of noise: Nyah, nyah, nyah, nyah, nyah, nyah, my poppa's a mean old man! I'm through with children, I'm through with kids. They ain't nothing I'm never gonna do about it.

View Quote [repeated line] Haul ass, haul ass.

View Quote Popeye: Oh, Pap... father. It's me, it's me, your oxspring son.
Poppdeck Pappy: Stand to, you swab!
Popeye: Yes, sir.
Poopdeck Pappy: Your casking shadows on Poopdeck Pappy. Pride to the Pacifiric. And father to the shark. Brother to the piranhaca. Cousin to the whale. And uncle to the octopussy.
Popeye: But pap, I'm your one and only exspring. See, we got the same bulgy arms.
Poopdeck Pappy: No resemblance.
Popeye: We-we got the same squinky eye.
Poopdeck Pappy: What squinky eye?
Popeye: That's going to be hard for you to see. Oh, we even got the same pipe, pap.
Poopdeck Pappy: You idiot, you can't inherit a pipe! Ooh, I am poppa to no male. Nor no female child. That no court could prove otherwise.

View Quote Bluto: Okay, Shorty, from now on the whole world is gonna be double taxed! Triple taxed! Quadruple taxed! Surtaxed! EXERCISE taxed! OVER taxed! And, THUMB taxed!

View Quote [to a photo of his Pappy] Poppa. Pretty soon, you and me are going to be together again, huh? Yeah. Thirty years ain't that long. Besides, next Wednesday's our annual-versity. Yeah? Yeah. Stay alive. That's all I'm axskin' you. Good night, Poppa.

View Quote Eau de toilette, yeh, eau de toilette.

View Quote I know you ain't down there. Truth is you ain't here. Now, where ain't you? Where ain't me Swee'Pea?

View Quote Oh, what am I? Some kind of barnicle on the dinghy of life? Oh, I ain't no doctors, but I knows I'm losing me patience. What am I? Some kind of judge or lawyers? Maybe not, but I knows what law suitks me. [to the prostitute] Careful there, don't ruffle me feathers. What am I? I ain't no physcikisk, but I knows what matters. What am I? I'm Popeye the Sailor.

View Quote [singing] And I yam what I yam and I yam what I yam that I yam / And I gotta lotta muscle and I only gots one eye / And I never hurts nobody and I'll never tell a lie / Top to me bottom and bottom to me top / That's the way it is 'til the day that I drop, what am I / I yam what I yam

View Quote [cartoon version] Hey, what's this? One of Bluto's tricks? I'm in the wrong movie.