Help! (1965)

Paul McCartney: Paul

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• Paul : My skin's soaked right through to the skin!

• Cameo : Boys, are you buzzing?

  John : No thanks, I've got the car!

  Cameo : No no no. I'll have to play it back. You'll have to do it again!

  [He plays the recording back so they can hear the buzzing sound] 

  John : Is that you?

  Paul : No.

  George : Well don't look at me.

  [Ringo and his drums crash through the sawn-through floor to the room below] 

  John : That was you buzzing! You naughty boy!

• George : [referring to a drill coming through a painting]  What's that?

  Austrian Waiter : What's what?

  George : That little whirly thing coming out of his stomach.

  Austrian Waiter : I can't look!

  [a hose comes through the whole the drill made] 

  John : It's only a hose.

  [the waiter faints as the Beatles investigate the hose] 

  Paul : [listens into the hose then hands it to John]  It's for you.

  John : Who is it?

  Paul : The gardener.

• John : Oh, why don't you chop it off, Ringo?

  Ringo : Look John, I've had some great times with this finger.

  [to Paul] 

  Ringo : And how do you know I wouldn't miss it?

  Paul : You're a rat underneath, aren't you?

• [Offering gold to Paul] 

  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 not the Beatle with the ring, he.

  Paul : Aren't I?

  Ahme : No unfortunately!

  [laughs as Paul gives her a dirty look] 

• [to an Indian man standing on his head] 

  John : Doesn't the blood rush to your head Sir?

  [In the restaurant kitchen] 

  George : Doesn't the eastern flavor come rather expensive?

  [Paul to belly dancer] 

  Paul : 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.

• 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!

• John : [George has just passed out from seeing the size of Ahme's hypodermic needle]  Now see what you've done with your filthy Eastern ways!

  Ahme : No! It is Clang, the high priest, who is filthy in his Eastern ways.

  John : How do we know you're not just as filthy, and sent by him to nick the ring by being filthy when you've lulled us with your filthy Eastern ways?

  Paul : What filthy ways are these?

• Paul : [voice distorted]  It is one of those rela tela camenzas!

  George : Bad machine!

• [John and Paul are trying to get Ringo to cut his finger off] 

  Paul : You don't miss your tonsils, do yer?

• [In disguise at the airport. Newspapers have discovered their destination] 

  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'd 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.

• Ringo : [Paul returns to normal after hiding in the ashtray on the floor]  Look!

  Paul : Yech, I'm all sticky.

  [sees Ringo covered in paint] 

  Paul : You're all red!

• Paul : [Speaking to washer woman]  Do you know Clang?

  Washerwoman : I'm his mother, and he's good boy!

• [Paul tracking foot prints] 

  Paul : Easterner with greasy feet speak with fork tongue.

  John : Does he? What's 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!

• George : How's your equilibrium ring?

  Ringo : How's yours? You lied again, George.

  George : How'd you know it's not you that's lied.

  Ringo : Cause I never am. Am I, Paul?

  Paul : Yeah, you are.

• Professor 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.

• Paul : My skin's soaked right through to the skin!