Head (1968)

Michael Nesmith: Mike

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Quotes 

• Davy Jones , Micky Dolenz , Mike Nesmith , Peter Tork : [chanting in unison]  Hey, hey, we are The Monkees, to that we all agree. A manufactured image with no philosophies.

• Testy True : [holding out her snakebitten finger]  Quick! Suck it before the venom reaches my heart.

  Mike Nesmith : WHAT heart?

• Mike Nesmith : [Mike holds an enormous marijuana cigarette stub he has just found and laughs]  This is not one of your standard brands.

  Micky Dolenz : Oh, an El Zoomo!

• Mike Nesmith : What's the matter with her?

  Micky Dolenz : [Micky begins kicking a prostrate, apparently dead Testy]  Come on, get up.

  Testy True : Hey, what is this?

  Micky Dolenz : Come on, get up, you're not dead.

  Testy True : Well, stop kicking me!

  Micky Dolenz : Aw, I don't wanna do this anymore, man.

  [he is shot in the stomach with two arrows, which he ignores] 

  Micky Dolenz : All these fake arrows and the fake trees. Bob, I'm through!

  Mike Nesmith : Hey... well, Micky...

  Micky Dolenz : Let's get going, man.

  [grumbles to himself as he tears a hole in the painted backdrop and walks off the set through it] 

• Mike Nesmith : [ordering at the studio commissary]  I'll have a finger sandwich, hold the mold.

  Davy Jones : And, uh, I'd like a glass of cold gravy with a hair in it, please.

  Mrs Ace : [sarcastically]  One of your own?

• Davy Jones : [the Monkees are in a trench in a World War II film]  I can't see, it's too deep!

  Micky Dolenz : What you say?

  Davy Jones : I said I can't see, it's too deep. I gotta have a boost or something.

  Mike Nesmith : Here, you can stand on my helmet. It's too heavy, I don't want to wear it, it's a drag, it presses down on my head.

  Peter Tork : You really ought to wear your helmet, Micky.

• Mike Nesmith : All right, need a volunteer, we're out of ammo.

  Peter Tork : I'll go.

  Mike Nesmith : See that you do.

• Peter Tork : Hey, Mike, son of a gun, a millionaire at 25.

  Mike Nesmith : Ask me how does it feel.

  Peter Tork : What?

  Mike Nesmith : Ask me how does it feel.

  Peter Tork : How does it feel?

  Mike Nesmith : I'll tell you how it feels. I don't like it, that's how it feels! I don't like surprises, I don't like all these people jumping around and shouting, why - I don't even wanna HEAR what you're saying! Because you know what you're saying to me? You're saying "Happy Birthday" and you're jumping out of the walls and it's scaring me to death, and I'm supposed to be HAPPY about that?

  Micky Dolenz : Aww, come on, Mike. Be a good sport.

  Mike Nesmith : Well, WHO NEEDS IT? Who needs surprises and pajamas? You want to throw a birthday party, you don't kidnap me, you send me an invitation. Besides, I probably would have been happier where I was, sleeping. 'Happy Birthday'... HAH!

  [an embarrassed murmur from the party guests] 

  Mike Nesmith : And I'll tell you something else too: the same thing goes for Christmas.

  [shocked gasps from the guests] 

  Mike Nesmith : Well, how 'bout THEM apples!

• Micky Dolenz : [watching Davy in the boxing ring]  Stay down, dummy!

  Mike Nesmith : You're the dummy.

  Micky Dolenz : Nah. No-no. He's the dummy.

  Mike Nesmith : You're the dummy.

  Micky Dolenz : No! No-no! He's the dummy!

  Mike Nesmith : *You* are the dummy! Dummy!

  Micky Dolenz : No, he's the dummy! I'm not the dummy.

• Mike Nesmith : Okay. You think they call us plastic now, babe, but wait 'til I get through telling them how we do it.

• Micky Dolenz : C'mon, let's get outta this nightclub!

  Mrs Ace : But what about the food?

  Mike Nesmith : Have it cleaned and burned!

• The Jumper : [threatening to jump off a tall building]  I'm gonna do it! I'm gonna do it! I swear I'm gonna do it!

  Micky Dolenz : I say she won't.

  Mike Nesmith : Of course she will! Ten dollars says she will.

  Micky Dolenz : Ten dollars, huh?

  The Jumper : I'm gonna do it!

• Davy Jones , Micky Dolenz , Mike Nesmith , Peter Tork : [chanting in unison]  Hey, hey, we are The Monkees, we've said it all before. The money's in, we're made of tin, we're here to give you more, the money's in, we're made of tin, we're here to give you...

• Mike Nesmith : [singing]  Hamilton, Smiling down, Telling more, Than before, And it looks like we've made it once again, Yes, it looks like we've made it to the end.