George: That's not your grandfather.
Paul: It is, you know.
George: But I've seen your grandfather, he lives in your house.
Paul: Everyones entitled to two, aren't they? He's my other one.
(I LOVE this part)
John: He can talk then, can he?
Paul: 'Course he can talk. He's a human being, isn't he?
Ringo: Well if he's your grandfather, who knows! Ha ha ha!
Norm: Well who is he?
Ringo: He belongs to Paul.
The boys are listening to the radio
Man on Train: And we'll have that thing off as well, thank you.
Man on Train: An elementary knowledge of the Railway Acts would tell you that I'm perfectly within my rights.
Paul: Yeah, but we want to hear it, and there's more of us than you. We're a community, like, a majority vote. Up the workers and all that stuff!
Man on Train: Then I suggest you take that damned thing to the corridor or some other part of the train where you obviously belong.
Leaning over to the man
John: Give us a kiss (batting eyes)
Man on train: Don't take that tone with me young man. I fought the war for your sort.
Ringo: I bet you're sorry you won.
Man On Train: I shall call the guard.
Paul: Ah, but what? They don't take kindly to insults you know.
George: What's the matter with you, then?
Ringo: It's his grandfather. I can tell he doesn't like me. It's cause I'm little.
George: Ah, you've got an inferiority complex, you have.
Ringo: Yeah, I know, that's why I play the drums. It's me active compensatory factor.
Norm: The place is surging with girls.
John: Please sir, sir, can I have one to surge me sir, please sir? (Volunteers?)
Huge stacks of fan mail is delivered.
Ringo: None for me, then?
handing Ringo one letter
Grandfather: It's your nose you know. Fans are funny that way, they take a dislike to things. They'll pick on a nose.
Ringo: Aw...you pick on your own.
After Ringo gets a pile of fan mail.
John: Must have cost you a fortune in stamps Ringo.
George: He comes from a large family.
Ringo: Any of you lot put a man in the cupboard?
Paul: Don't be soft!
George has a look in the cupboard and sits back down
George: He's right you know
John: There you go.
George: Honestly! Me mind boggles at the very idea, a grown man and you haven't shaved with a safety razor.
Shake: It's not my fault. I come from a long line of electricians.
Reporter: How did you find America?
John: Turned left at Greenland.(GREAT LINE!!)
Reporter: Has success changed your life?
Reporter: Are you a mod, or a rocker?
Ringo: Um, no. I'm a mocker.
Reporter: Do you think these haircuts have come to stay?
Ringo: Well, this one has. You know, it's stuck on good and proper now.
Reporter: What would you call that hairstyle you're wearing?
Reporter: What do you call that collar?
Ringo: A collar.
Reporter: Do you often see you father?
Paul: No, actually were just close friend.
Ringo: There you go, hiding behind a smokescreen of bourgeois cliches!
George: He's very fussy about his drums, you know. They loom large in his legend.
T.V. Director: Get me a bottle of milk and some tranquilizers. I see it all now.... It's a plot... a plot.
George: Sorry we hurt your field mister.
Lady: Oh wait a minute, don't tell me who you are.
John: No I'm not.
Lady: Oh you are.
John: I'm not.
Lady: Oh you are, I know you are.
John: I'm not, no.
Lady: You look just like him.
John: Do I? You're the first one that's said that ever.
Lady: Yes you do, look.
John: No my eyes are lighter. The nose.
Lady: Oh yes your nose is very.
John: Is it?
Lady: I would have said so.
John: You know him better though.
Lady: I do not. He's only a casual acquaintance.
John: That's what you say.
Lady: What have you heard?
John: It's all over the place.
Lady: Is it? Is it really?
John: But I wouldn't have it. I stuck up for you.
Lady: I knew I could rely on you.
puts on her glasses
John walks away pouting
John: She looks more like him than I do.
John: I bet he hasn't even got a wife. Look at his sweater.
Paul: You never know, she might have knitted it.
John: She knitted him.(Hee-hee)
John: Standin' about, eh? Some people have it dead easy.
Norm: Shake, take that wig off! It suits you.
Norm: Ringo, what are you up to?
Ringo is getting his hair done and reading a magazine.
Ringo: Page five!
Paul: Oh, that this too, too solid flesh would melt...Zap!
Having makeup applied
George: Hey, you won't interfere with the basic rugged concept of me personality, will you madam?
Grandfather: I thought I was supposed to be getting a change of scenery. But so far I've been in a train and a room, a car and a room, and a room and a room.
John: We know how to behave! We've had lessons.
George runs into Ringo in hallway
George: Hey, do you know what happened to me?
Ringo: No I don't.
Ringo walks on
Norm: God knows what you've unleashed on the unsuspecting South. It'll be wine, women, and song all the way with Ringo when he gets the taste for it.
John: Control yourself. You'll spurt.(LOVE IT)
Police Inspector: What's his name?
Ringo: Well, if you're gonna get technical about it.
T.V. Director: You don't know what this means to me. If you hadn't come back it would have meant... the epilogue or the news... in Welsh... for life!
There you have it; oh, and also where Granddad says to the buxom girl:
"I'll bet you're a great swimmer."
And when he goes:
"Congratulate me, boys! I'm engaged!"
WHO'S THAT LITTLE OLD MAN?
HE'S VERY CLEAN.
Somebody stop me, I've seen this movie more than 100 times!!!!!!!!!!!!
PEACE ON YA!
[This Message Has Been Edited By angelgodiva On July 22, 2002 08:30 PM]