Are you, uhh... blueish? You don't look blueish...
John Lennon
John Clive · 26 quotes
Ringo Starr
Paul Angelis · 26 quotes
Young Fred
Lance Percival · 17 quotes
George Harrison
15 quotes
Paul McCartney
Geoffrey Hughes · 15 quotes
Jeremy Hillary Boob -- the Nowhere Man
Dick Emery · 13 quotes
Chief Blue Meanie
Paul Angelis · 11 quotes
Max
Dick Emery · 6 quotes
Footnotes
2 quotes
Most scenes together: John Lennon & George Harrison (12), John Lennon & Ringo Starr (11), John Lennon & Paul McCartney (11)
Yellow Submarine quotes
Page 1 of 5Here, Your Blueness... have some nasty medicine!
Chief Meanie
[softly]
Glove? Glove? Come here, Glove. Look out there and what do you see? [aggressively] Tell him, Max.
Chief Meanie
Yes...but you'll soon put a stop to that, won't you, Glovesy? Go, Glove; point and - having pointed - pounce! GO!
Chief Meanie
Ahh...the hills are alive.
Chief Meanie
Pepperland is a tickle of joy on the blue belly of the universe. It must be scratched. Right, Max?
Yes, Your Blueness.
Chief Meanie
WHAT? We Meanies only take "no" for an answer! Is that understood, Max?
No, Your Blueness!
Chief Meanie
That's better.
Chief
It's no longer a blue world, Max. Where could we go?
Argentina?
Hey! There's a Cyclops!
Can't be. It's got two eyes.
Must be a "bicycle-ops" then.
There's another one.
A whole "'cyclopedia"!
Is that the motor?
Can't you tell one when you see one?
Course I can. Let me peruze it. [places his finger on a part of the motor zapping him; he removes his finger from the motor]
What do you think?
I think I burned me finger.
Ad hoc, ad loc, and quid pro quo, I've got to practice, let me go!
Jeremy! Can it be you?
You must inquire with the guards, for when i was captured they took all my cards.
What do you recommend? Fistocufs with the guard? [Ringo nodds] Oh guaarrdd, blue meanial! Left to the nostril, right uppercut, right to the eyebrow and left to the gut!
I must complete my bust, two novels, finish my blueprint, begin my beguine.
Hey, Jeremy, must you always talk in rhyme?
Ha-ha! If I spoke prose, you'd all find out, I don't know what I talk about!
Medic, pedic, zed oblique, orphic, morphic, dorphic, Greek. Ad hoc, ad loc and quid pro quo, so little time, ha-ha, so much to know!
Well, can you tell us where we're at?
A true Socratic query, that!
Oh yeah? And who the Billy Shears are you?
Who? Ah, who indeed am I? [hands out several business card to the Beatles]
'Jeremy'…
'Hillary'…
'Boob'…
'P'hhhhhhd.'
All
Who?
Eminent physicist, polyglot, classicist, prize-winning botanist, hard-biting satirist, talented pianist. Good dentist too. Ha-ha!
Lousy poet.
Critic's voice, take your choice.
Must be one of them angry young men.
Or a daffy old creep.
I, daffy old creep?
You speak English?
Old English, middle, a dialect, pure.
Well, do you speak English?
You know, I'm not sure!
He's so smart, he doesn't even remember what he knows.
Hey, Jeremy, what do you know about holes?
There are simply no holes in my education.
You mean you haven't composed a "hole" book?
It's blue glass.
Must be from Kentucky, then.
Move over, I'm driving.
No, I got here first.
I'll drive if you like...
No, you sit in the middle.
No, I'm sitting in the middle.
You said you were driving.
I am driving.
I'll get in the back, then. [they drive off the screen] [CRASH!]
Siturday.
Then George will be in here. [opens a door]