HEAD Quotes

Peter:
Micky:
Peter:
Micky:

Micky:


"Purpoise Song":

Photographer:

Micky's conscious:

Male Voice:

Arabian Dude:

Italian Dude:

Testy True:

Caped Dude:

Waitress:

Micky:
Peter:
Micky:
Peter:
Micky:
Peter:

Davy:

Waitress:
Micky:
Waitress:
Micky:

Waitress:
Mike:

Davy:

Davy:


Mike:

Peter:

Factory Dude:


Box Voice:

Frank Zappa:
Davy:

FZ's Cow:

Micky:

Cop:

Cop:

Davy:
Mike:

Peter:

Peter:

Micky:

Micky:


Mike:


Mike:

Poll Dude 1:


Poll Dude 2:

You really ought to wear your helmet, Micky.
What for?
Well, you might get a shot to the head, for one thing.
A shot to the head, wow ...." (stands, hits his head) OW!

What about a shot to the arm, or a shot to the leg? Man, a sniper could be on top of that building and blow off the right half of my chest, or a plane could come zooming in through that pass and drop a bomb on me.

Hold it! This is for LIFE!

Pathetic!

Quiet, isn't it, George Michael Dolenz?

Psst!

Surrender. Boom boom!

Quick, suck it before the venom reaches my heart.

Nobody walks out on me! Not even myself!

Well, look, if it isn't God's gift to the eight-year-old.

What's wrong?
What's wrong with you?
I asked you first.
I bought this ice cream cone and I don't want it.
Then throw it away.
I can't -- there are starving Chinese!

I'd like a glass of cold gravy with a hair in it, please.

Are you still paying tribute to Ringo Starr?
Would you like a pinch in the mouth?
I'll think about it.
Don't hurt yourself.

What about the food?
Have it cleaned and burned.

Hold it right there. I want to forget you just as you are!

What you say mean and you go someplace where we won't bump into each other again?

You are the dummy, *dummy*!

I'm the dummy, Micky. I'm always the dummy.

The tradegy of your times, my young friends, is that you may get exactly what you want.

Your supposed to be dandruff, fellas, will ya work at it?

That song was pretty white.
Well, so am I, what can I tell ya?

Monkees is ze craziest people!

Hi, what's goin' on?

Okay, weirdos ....

You -- (points to Micky) Fuzzy wuzzy!

Mike, will you excuse me a minute?
Au contrair ....

Talk about police brutality!

Nobody ever lends money to a man with a sense of humour!

It's the Manchester midgit greenie! AH!

We've told you a hundred times, officer, sir, we last saw him in the john -- er, COMFORT ROOM.

You think it's plastic now, babe, but wait'll I get through tellin' 'em how we do it!

How about THEM apples??

When someone comes up and giggles at you, that's a violation of your civil rights.

Are you telling me that you don't see the connection between the government and laughing at people?


SWAMI'S SPEECH
We were speaking of beliefs. All beliefs possibly could be said to be the result of some conditioning. Thus, the study of history is simply the study of one system of beliefs deposing another. And so on and so on and so on. A psychologically tested belief of our time is that the central nervous system, which feeds its impulses directly to the brain -- the conscious and subconscious -- is unable to disern between the real and the vividly imagined experience. Is there is a difference. And most of us believe there is. Am I being clear? For to examine these concepts requires tremendous energy and discipline. To allow the unknown to occur and to occur requires clarity. Now, where there is clarity, there is no choice. And where there is choice, there is misery. But then, why should anyone listen to me, or should I speak, since I know nothing?


Mike:

Davy:


Micky:
Peter:
Micky:

"Purpoise Song":

Peter, DON'T BE RUDE.

What do you mean, nothing's wrong? You've got a sheet on you -- you look weird!

(nodding off)
Now this concept, unless we pay *tremendous* attention ....
(looks up, tries to pay attention)

Clicks, clacks, riding the backs of giraffes for laughs is all right for a while ....


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