Yellow Submarine (film)

Yellow Submarine is a 1968 British animated film designed to present The Beatles music set to various images. Directed by George Dunning and written by Al Brodax and Jack Mendelsohn. It's all in the mind, y'know! (taglines)

Ringo Starr

 * Woe is me, heh...Liverpool 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 could have sworn I was being followed by a yellow submarine... But that isn't logical now, is it? It must have been one of them unidentified flying cupcakes, or a figment of me imagination... But I don't HAVE an imagination.
 * I warned you not to eat on an empty stomach.
 * [regarding Jeremy] He's so smart, he doesn't even remember what he knows.
 * "H" is for hurry! "E" is for ergent! "L" is for love me! "P" is for please!

Chief Blue Meanie

 * A thing of beauty... destroy it forever!
 * A pun on the opening line of the John Keats poem Endymion: "A thing of beauty is a joy forever."
 * Glove, Glove, come here, Glove. Look out there, and what do you see? Tell him, Max. [Max: Someone running, Glove.] Yes. Well, you'll soon put a stop to that, won't you, Glovey? Go, Glove! Point, and having pointed, POUNCE! GO!
 * Oh, I haven't laughed so much since Pompeii!
 * What, WHAT, WHAT?! THE GLOVE'S LOSING HIS TOUCH! DO YOU WORST! Explode them!
 * My dear friend... let us not forget that heaven is blue... TOMORROW THE WORLD!!! BRING IN MY BLOOPERS...
 * Ah, here you are, my glovey-dovey. Go get thee hence, and destroy yon upstarts. Smash them, squash them, crush them! O-BLUE-TERATE THEM!

Jeremy Hillary Boob, Ph.D, the Nowhere Man

 * Yes! Ah, "yes" is a word with a glorious ring! A true universal, euphonious thing! Engenders embracing and chasing of blues! The very best word for the whole world to use!
 * [writing with his foot] The footnotes for my 19th book! This is my standard procedure for doing it; and while I compose it, I'm also reviewing it!
 * Ad hoc, ad loc, and quid pro quo! So little time. So much to know!

John Lennon

 * [After transforming from a Frankenstein's monster] Hey Ringo, I've just had the strangest dream.
 * It's time for time. [raises eyebrows repetitively]
 * I'm the ego-man, goo goo g'joob.

Dialogue

 * Big Blue Meanie: Pepperland is a tickle of joy upon the blue belly of the universe...it must be scratched. Right, Max?
 * Max: [saluting] Yes, Your Blueness!
 * Big Blue Meanie: WHAAAAAAT?!?! [he grabs Max by his ears] We Meanies only take NO for an answer! IS THAT UNDERSTOOD, MAX?!
 * Max: No, Your Blueness!
 * Big Blue Meanie: That's better. Are the troops in readiness?
 * Max: No, Your Blueness!
 * Big Blue Meanie: The Bonkers?
 * Max: No!
 * Big Blue Meanie: Clowns?
 * Max: No!
 * Big Blue Meanie: Snapping Turks?
 * Max: No!
 * Big Blue Meanie: Anti-Music Missile?
 * Max: No!
 * Big Blue Meanie: The Dreadful Flying Glove?
 * Max: No!
 * Big Blue Meanie: Splendid! Today, Pepperland goes blue-y! FIREEEE!
 * [Anti-Music Missile is fired, encasing Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band in a giant bubble. General panic ensues.]


 * [In a room full of trophies]
 * Old Fred: Hey, what would your friends be doing here?
 * Ringo: Displaying.
 * Old Fred: Displaying what?
 * Ringo: Displaying around.


 * Ringo: Hey. I wonder what would happen if I pull this lever.
 * Old Fred: You mustn't do that!
 * Ringo: Can't help it, I'm a born Lever-puller.
 * "Lever-puller" is a pun on "Liverpooler", as Ringo and indeed all the Beatles are. (The usual term for people from Liverpool, England is "Liverpudlian".)


 * Old Fred: Well, lads, what do you think?
 * John: Well, I think that-
 * Old Fred: Remember, there'll be rough seas ahead! What do you think?
 * Paul: Well, erm-
 * Old Fred: Pounding, overwhelming waves! What do you think of that, eh?
 * George: Well, I think that-
 * Ringo: As a matter of fact, I-
 * All: Well, I think-
 * Old Fred: Well?
 * All: I've forgotten.


 * Old Fred: I don't mean to alarm you, mates, but the years are going backwards!
 * George: What's that mean, Old Fred?
 * Old Fred: It means if we slip back in time at this rate, very soon we'll all disappear up our own existence!


 * [Passing themselves as they go backwards in time]
 * Ringo: Look, there's another yellow submarine ...and they're waving at us!
 * John: Wave back!


 * George: Hey! There's a Cyclops!
 * Paul: Can't be. It's got two eyes.
 * John: Must be a "bi-cyclops" then.
 * Ringo: There's another one.
 * John: A whole "cyclopedia"!


 * Paul: Look, it's a school of whales.
 * Ringo: They look a little bit old for school.
 * Paul: University then.
 * Ringo: University of whales...
 * John: They look like drop-outs to me.


 * George: Is that the motor?
 * Fred: Can't you tell one when you see one?
 * George: Course I can, let me peruse it.
 * [George pokes the motor and electrocutes himself]
 * Fred: Well, what do you think?
 * George: I think I burnt me finger...


 * Jeremy: 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!
 * John: Well, can you tell us where we're at?
 * Jeremy: A true Socratic query, that!
 * John: Oh yeah? And who the Billy Shears are you?
 * Jeremy: Who? Ah, who indeed am I? [hands out several business card to the Beatles]
 * John: 'Jeremy?'
 * Paul: 'Hillary?'
 * George: 'Boob?'
 * Ringo: 'P'hhhhhhd.'
 * All: Who?
 * Jeremy: Eminent physicist, polyglot, classicist, prize-winning botanist, hard-biting satirist, talented pianist. Good dentist too. Ha-ha!
 * George: Lousy poet.
 * Jeremy: Critic's voice, take your choice.
 * Ringo: Must be one of them angry young men.
 * Paul: Or a daffy old creep.
 * Jeremy: I, daffy old creep?
 * John: You speak English?
 * Jeremy: Old English, middle, a dialect, pure.
 * Paul: Well, do you speak English?
 * Jeremy: You know, I'm not sure!
 * Ringo: He's so smart, he doesn't even remember what he knows.


 * Jeremy: I must complete my bust, two novels, finish my blueprints, begin my beguine.
 * John: Hey, Jeremy, must you always talk in rhyme?
 * Jeremy: Ha-ha! If I spoke prose, you'd all find out, I don't know what I talk about. Ad hoc, ad loc and quid pro quo. So little time, so much to know.
 * Paul: Hey, fellas. Look.
 * Jeremy: The footnotes for my 19th book. This is my standard procedure for doing it. And while I compose it, I'm also reviewing it.
 * George: A Boob for all seasons.
 * Paul: How can he lose?
 * John: Were your notices good?
 * Jeremy: It's my policy never to read my reviews!


 * [In the Sea of Holes]
 * John: This place reminds me of Blackburn, Lancashire.
 * Paul: Oh boy...
 * A reference to their song, A Day in the Life


 * George: John!
 * John: George?
 * George: How do we get them out?
 * John: Break the glass.
 * Ringo: We can't, it's Beatle-proof.
 * John: Nothing is Beatle-proof.

Taglines

 * The forces of good! The forces of evil!
 * It's all in the mind, y'know!
 * Nothing is real.