I've got a hole in me pocket!
Yellow Submarine (1968) · 73 quotes
Tied for most-quoted character in Yellow Submarine (1968): in 26 of its 73 quotes
Most scenes with: John Lennon (11), Young Fred (8), George Harrison (7)
I could've sworn I saw a yellow submarine. But that's not logical now, is it? It must've been one of them "Unidentified Flying Cupcakes". Or a figment of me imagination. But I don't have an imagination.
More lines from Ringo Starr
5 quotesLiverpool can be a lonely place on a Saturday night, and this is only Thursday morning.
I'd jump into the river Mersey, but it looks like rain. [sighs] Nothing ever happens to me.
I warned you not to eat on an empty stomach. Just listen to Old Fred.
He's so smart, he doesn't even remember what he knows.
Scenes with Ringo Starr
20 scenesSteady on! I mean, you don't want to be showing your motor to just anybody!
Yeah, but this is a nobody.
. . .
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?
Hilary…
Boob…?
Phuddt!
Who?
Eminent physicist, polyglot cladicist, prize-winning botanist, hard-biting satirist, talented pianist. Good dentist, too! Ha-ha!
Lousy poet.
Critic's voice — take your choice!
I wonder what would happen if I pull this lever.
You musn't do that!
I can't help it, I'm a born Liver-pooler.[2]
Hey Ringo, I just had the strangest dream.
I warned you not to eat on an empty stomach.
Jeremy! Can it be you?
Can it be me? I think you'd better inquire of the guards, for when I was captured, they took all my cards!
Oh! Frankenstein!
Yeah, I used to go out with his sister.
His sister?
Yeah, Phyllis.
Now whatever you do, don't touch that button!
'Ringo: Which button?
That one.
This button? [presses the button and is ejected] Aaaahhhhh!
That was the panic button.
Look, it's a school of whales.
They look a little bit old for school.
University then.
University of whales.
They look like drop-outs to me.
Help! Help! Help!
No thanks, don't need any.
Won't you please, please help me!
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!]
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"!
All right then. Let's get this vessel shipshape.
I kind of like it the way it is. Submarine shape.
Four scores and 32 bars ago, our four fathers
A quartet?
And four mothers
A Mother quartet?
Made their way in this yellow submarine...
What, that little thing?
...to Pepperland.
Catchy tune, that.
I can't seem to get it out of my head.
Well shake it!
That's what we've been doing all night.
Oh?
Yeah, it was a great party.
And we brought back lots of lovely souvenirs. [takes out a kite string with a wind-up mistaken for a motor] Here's the motor.
And I've got a little...love! [the word "love" comes out of his hand]
And I've got a hole in my pocket [takes out a fake hole from his pocket]
A hole?
Well, half a hole anyway. I gave the rest to Jeremy.
What can he do with half a hole?
Fix it to keep his mind from wandering! Ha ha!
Hey! Look at John, will ya?
What's the matter, John love? Blue Meanies?
Newer and bluer meanies have been sighted within the vicinity of this theater! There's only one way to go out.
How's that?
Singing!
Hey, what would your friends be doing here?
Displaying.
Displaying what?
Dis-playing around.
[Vaudeville rimshot music plays]
Siturday.
Then George will be in here. [opens a door]
Look, there's another yellow submarine...and they're waving at us.
Wave back.
There's only two of us.
Well, then, I would suggest that yonder yellow submarine is none other than ourselves...
Going backwards.
In time.
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.'
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.
Here, Bubo; Bubo! come with us!
Really? You'd take a Nowhere Man?
If I could come in, here, I think the theory put forward by Einstein.
Could well be applied here. The people in the ball are obviously extensions of our own personalities, suspended, as it were, in time, frozen in space.
Uh, John.
According to the now-famous theory of relativity.
Beating lightly, and adding a little salt and pepper to taste.
John!
How do we get them out?
Break the glass.
We can't!
It's Beatle-proof.
Nothing is Beatle-proof.
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!
Get back! Get back! Once more unto the breach, dear Meanies! You're advancing the wrong way! Retreat backwards! Get back there now! [begins to cry] My kingdom for a horse! [stops crying when he confronts Jeremy] I think I'll tear him up into little pieces.
Oh, he does, does he?
Yes, I think I'll make a blueburger out of him.
I don't care what you think. [turns to go]
Oh, you don't, eh?! [grabs Jeremy] We'll soon see about that!
He does, in truth, seem quite annoyed. Some reference material be-be-before I'm destroyed! [reading from his book] "Where ground is soft most often grows, arise! Arise! Arouse! A rose! [a rose sprouts on the Chief Blue Meanie's nose] A rosy nose?
Peace! Peace! Supplant the doom and the gloom! Turn off what is sour! Turn into a flower and bloom! Bloom! Bloom! [roses sprout all over the Chief Blue Meanie] Bloom! Bloom! Bloom! Bloom! Bloom!
I'LL TEAR YOU TO PIECES!!! [screams as he is now covered himself with roses, and runs away with the rest of the Meanies]
First time I saw that Nowhere Man, that Nobody, "I" knew he was Somebody.
You're right. [calling out to the Blue Meanies] Hello, there, blue people! Won't you join us?! Hook up, and otherwise co-mingle?! What do you say?!
Your Blue - uh, I mean, er, Your Newness?
It's no longer a blue world, Max. Where could we go?
Argentina?
Are you with us?! Will you join?!
Yes! Ah, yes is a word with a glorious ring! [shakes hand with the Chief Blue Meanie] A true universal utopious thing! [helps Max up] Engenders embracing and chasing of blues, the very best word for the whole world to use! [dances away merrily]
Yes, let us mix, Max. [Max nodded] I've never admitted it before, but my cousin is the Bluebird of Happiness!