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Aw, another film people disregard and don't seem to like. But they're always comparing it to A Hard Day's Night, and you just can't do that, folks! It's like comparing brothers and sisters...it's not fair. A Hard Day's Night is great, but Help! isn't not great!
Not to say that more people hate this film than love it. This movie is funny and different from A Hard Day's Night. It has a little more adventure in it, the Beatles travelling to different places around the world. It has an interesting plot...a weird one to explain...Well, Ringo has a sacrificial ring and the religous group it belongs to is after the Beatles and Ringo to paint Ringo red and sacrifice him!
In some things that I've read it says the Beatles didn't like this film as much as A Hard Day's Night, but they were probably stoned half the time they showed up for filming...they're probably high through much of this film, which makes it even more amusing, and even if they aren't it's a fun and enjoyable movie!
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Lyrics to the HELP! Album
HELP! Quiz
HELP! Quotes
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Pictures and other goodies coming soon!
Here are the quotes from Help! What I have done is just sat down and watched the movie, and put some of my favorite quotes down that I like or just think are funny. If you have a favorite quote from this movie or any other Beatles movie send it to me! Please send it in this format: Give me the quote, who said the quote, and if you would like include your name and I'll post the quote up on the page and put "submitted by..." or something. All quotes are welcome! And now...the quotes!
Clang: Without the ring, there is no sacrifice, without the sacrifice, there is no congregation, without the congregation, there'll be no...more...me.
Clang: We must find the ring!
Bhuta: Has nobody looked in the wash basin?
Ringo: Hey! Someone's got hold of me finger!
John: Are you trying to attract attention again?
John: Stop trying to drag things down to your level. It's immature, son.
Ringo: Well, I...well, I thought she was a sandwhich 'till she went spare on me finger.
Ringo: Hey! Have you been messing about with me in my kip?
John: Eh?
Ringo: No, I mean, you know, with a fishing rod.
John: I wouldn't touch you with a plastic one. What are you doing on the floor?
Ringo: I'm tired.
Clang: Hey Be-a-tle! How about this, eh? Shufty...Gold! All of it pure gold in easy to handle denominational
nuggets. Not marked, not a mark on 'em, eh?
Paul: No, I hate them.
Ahme: No!
Paul: I, I do! I mean they make your fingers go green.
Ahme: It is the not the Beatle with the ring, he.
Paul: Aren't I?
Clang: (Offering him the same bag of gold)...you should have fun, eh?
John: No, thanks, I'm rhythm guitar and mouth organ.
George: I didn't encourage that wink.
Ringo: What was it that first attracted you to me?
John: Well, you're very polite, aren't you?
John: (To Ringo, who is yelling and screaming as his finger is being attacked from within the mail box.) What
are you doing?
Ringo: (Calmly, as he suddenly stops screaming.)Posting a letter.
John: Was that you?
Ringo: No.
George: Well, don't look at me!
(Ringo and his drum set fall through the floor.)
John: It was you buzzing--you naughty boy!
Ringo: There's more here than meets to the eye!
George: Ho ho.
John: Ho.
George: Ho ho.
John: Ho.
George: Ho ho ho.
John: Ho ho!
George: Ho ho.
John: Huh ho.
John: (Talking to an Indian man, whom is standing on his head.)Doesn't the blood rush to your head, sir?
George: (Talking to a man working in the resturant kitchen.) Doesn't the eastern flavor come rather
expensive?
Paul: (Speaking to a belly dancer.) Doesn't the blood rush to your stomach?
Ahme: He has three hours to live.
Paul: Say no more.
Ahme: I can say no more.
John: What's this?
Ringo: It's a season ticket. What do you think it is?
John: Oh. I like a lot of seasoning in me soup.
George: There's somebody been in this soup.
Ringo: You can see a lot of the world from railings.
Ringo: I like operations. They give a sense of outlook, don't they?
Foot: MIT was after me, you know. Wanted me to rule the world for them.
George: What's your electric bill like?
Algernon: Sort of a long counterfoil!
Ringo: It's not dropping off. Not even a tingle.
Paul: Some places get brown, you know.
Foot: Voltage, VOLTAGE!!! Up, up. Up up.
Paul: Up, up.
John: Up.
Ringo: Are you sure I'm earthed?
Algernon: Oh, no! Er, hold on, thank you.
John: How do you feel?
Ringo: I used to use me hands.
John: He used to use his hands.
George: His hands! Will he still be able to drum, eh?
Foot: Did he use to do a lot of it? Voltage! Up! Up! Up!
Paul: Hey, he's calling you. Up, up.
Foot: Give it the gun, Algernon!
Foot: He's an idiot. Degree in woodwork. I ask you!
Algernon: Stop him? Me? It's more than my job's worth to stop him once he gets started. He's out to rule the world...if he can get a government grant.
George: Hey, there might be some insurance.
John: I wouldn't think of some insurance! (Quietly) Find out, eh?
Paul: Are you sure it's not main-lining or habit-forming?
George: No. As long as you don't swallow it.
John: Where are ya, Paul? It's his best suit!
John: Hello, who is it? Get me the home office! He's wrecking my home!
John: (He is being choked by George.) It's me, you fool!
George: Beat, beat! You're on Paul!
Paul: My skin's soaked right though to the skin!
Ringo: (Offering the ring.) And it's yours, it's yours.
George: Hey, it's worth something, isn't it? A couple of bob at least.
Foot: My little black bag--I shall have to operate.
John: How do you know you're not just as filthy and sent by him to nick the ring by being filthy when you have lulled
us with your filthy eastern ways?
Paul: What filth eastern ways are these?
George: Hey, it's a thingy! A fiendish thingy!
Superintendent: So this is the famous Beatles?
John: So this is the famous Scotland Yard, eh?
Superintendent: How long do you think you'll last?
John: Can't say fairer than that. Great Train Robbery, eh? How's that going?
Ringo: They have to paint me red before they chop me. It's a different religion from ours, I think.
John: Hold on, it's them! Only me and Paul know we're here.
George: I know we're here.
(The man imitates Ringo on the phone.)
George: Not a bit like Cagney.
Foot:With a ring like that I could--dare I say it?--rule the world.
Ringo: You've lied again, George.
George: How do you know it's not you who's lied?
Ringo: 'Cause I never am, am I?
George: (His voice is slow and distorted.) Bad ma-chine!
Paul: (Trying to convince Ringo to cut his finger off, along with John.)You don't miss your tonsils, do yer?
John: Now what are you choppin' off, Ringo!
Ringo: Now John, I've had some great times with this finger.
George: I'm always getting winked at these days. It used to be you didn't it, Paul?
(Ringo is trapped in the cellar with the tiger.)
Superintendent: Oh, look! It's Raj, the famous Bengal man-eater who escaped from the London Zoo this morning.
John: Good Lord! So famous it is!
Superintendent: Oh, don't worry, he's absolutely harmless. All you have to do is sing Beethoven's "Ode to Joy"
from the famous ninth Symphony in D minor.
John: Of course! Why didn't you think of that you twit?
(All of the Beatles are disguised at the airport. All the people around are reading the newspapers about how the Beatles
are going to travel to the Bahamas, their destination of which they are about to board for.)
Ringo: Okay, who let it out?
John: Nobody'll know!
Paul: We're not going there.
John: We just put it 'round we're going there.
Paul: We're not going there.
John: We just put it 'round we're going there.
George: Just so everybody would think we were going there.
Ringo: I'd like to go there.
John: You wouldn't like it.
Ringo: Where are we going, then?
John: Never you mind!
John: Keeps you busy, eh?
Paul: Hey, do you know Clang?
Washerwoman: I'm his mother, and he's a good boy!
George: I don't want to knock anyone's religion, but--(Opens up the tomb and looks to jump in.)
John: Let's go back and get 'em, eh?
(Paul is studying the red footprints.)
Paul: Easterner with greast feet speak with fork tongue.
John: Does he? What does he say?
Paul: Passing this way, hot foot, many moons to temple.
George: Don't encourage him. You've got the part, Paul!
John: Dare we ask how you know?
Ringo:How?
Paul: How! I saw these footprints and this guide book, which points out places of local worship.
John: To the temple!
Superintendent: Oh, come on now, lads, don't be windy, where's that famous pluck?
John: I haven't got any, have you, George?
George: Did have.
Paul: I have had.
Ringo: I will have! Lead on!
Foot: Fix it, Algernon!
George: Hey, you're all red again.
Ringo:I know, I'm beginning to like it!
Ringo: Get sacrificed! I don't subscribe to your religion!
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HELP! Homepage--All you ever needed to know about HELP!
Stop worrying! A tribute to HELP!--So much about the film...deleted scenes, pictures, cast information, and more...much, much more!
The Beatles Feature Film Page--Trivia, photos, and more about HELP! and other Beatles films.
The Reel Beatles--Information about all the Beatles films.
Beatles Movies Page: HELP!--Doesn't get much cooler than this...