The Monkees (TV Series)

The Wild Monkees (1967)

Peter Tork: Peter

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Quotes 

• Mike : [has a nasty reaction to drinking some water]  Where did you get that water?

  Peter : From the car, like Micky said,

  Mike : Where in the car?

  Peter : From the radiator.

  Davy : [Micky starts flipping out]  Oh, Micky, don't wo--Listen, it's a good job he didn't get it from the petrol tank.

  Peter : That's what I meant, the petrol tank.

• Micky : Where can we eat?

  Mike : Yeah, we'd like to eat.

  Blauner : Eat? How can you eat when I have no waiter?

  Peter : Where's your waiter?

  Blauner : Oh, I have a waiter, and I have a bellhop and I have a gardener but they're not working...

  Mike : You should go out there to wherever they're at, and as an employer, demand that they go to work.

  Blauner : Right.

  [shouts] 

  Blauner : Go to work!

  Mike : What do you mean, "Go to work"? We're a band.

  Blauner : Oh, I hire no bands at this hotel, I hire waiters and I hire gardners and I hire bellhops and if they happen to play a few musical intruments, wonderful, wonderful!

• Davy : Who-who-who-who-who what are we gonna do?

  Peter : I don't know, your guest is as good as mine!

  [laughs] 

• Peter : A jug of bread, a loaf of wine, and thou beside me in the wilderness.

  Jan : Oh, Peter, you've quoted the most beautiful poetry I've ever heard.

  Peter : Does that mean we can go out together tonight?

  Jan : No.

  Peter : Why not?

  Jan : Let's face it, man, you're a sissy.

• Peter : I think we're not treating those girls rough enough.

  Davy : What makes you say that?

  Peter : She called me a sissy.

• Micky : Al right, now let's take the pledge.

  [picks up script] 

  Micky : it says here, in the script...

  Mike : Handbook.

  Micky : Handbook. We pledge to obey the laws of dirt and violence.

  Davy : I do that.

  Peter : Right.

  Mike : I do that.

  Micky : To curb our desire for a bath.

  Mike , Davy , Peter : Right.

  Micky : And to offend all living things.

  Mike , Davy , Peter : Right.

• Big Butch : All right, punk. What's the name of your club, punk?

  Micky : Eh, we're The Chickens.

  Peter : Yeah, yeah.

  Mike : Yeah, the Chickens. We used to be called like the Fearful Four and we also used to be called like The Cowards...

  Davy : Yellow Bill... Yellow Bell...

  Mike : The Yellow Bellies.

• Peter : I move we fight! Our honor has been smeerched.

  Mike : What?

  Peter : Eh, smirked.

  Mike : What?

  Peter : Bedirtied.

  Mike : What?

  Peter : Well, they hurt my feelings.