Micky Dolenz Quotes in Head (1968)

Micky Dolenz: We told you a hundred times, good officer, sir. We last saw him inside the john... er... comfort room.

Peter: MICKY! Micky! Micky! I'm the dummy, Micky. I'm always the dummy.

Micky Dolenz: You're right, Pete. You're always the dummy. I forgot. I'm sorry. Sorry. You're always the dummy, Pete. I'm sorry, sorry...

Micky's conscience: Pathetic!

Micky Dolenz: I can't...

Micky's conscience: It's pitiful!

Micky Dolenz: Shut up.

Micky's conscience: You shut up.

Micky Dolenz: No, YOU shut up!

Micky's conscience: YOU shut up!

Micky Dolenz: Shut up!

Micky's conscience: You!

Micky Dolenz: [completely losing his temper] SHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPYOOOOUUUUU!

Micky's conscience: Okay, I will.

[total silence]

Peter Tork: Everybody's where they wanna be.

Micky Dolenz: That is a particularly inept thing to say, Peter, considering that we are in a vacuum cleaner.

Peter Tork, Micky Dolenz, Mike, Davy Jones: [chanted in unison] Hey hey we are the Monkees, you know we aim to please. A manufactured image with no philosophies.

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

Mike: Ask me how does it feel.

Peter Tork: What?

Mike: Ask me how does it feel.

Peter Tork: How does it feel?

Mike: 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, wha - 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: 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!

[embarrassed murmer from party guests]

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

[shocked gasps from the guests]

Mike: Well, how 'bout THEM apples!

Mike: [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: 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: Hey... well, Mickey...

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]

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

Micky Dolenz: Ten dollars, huh?

The Jumper: I'm gonna do it!

Davy Jones: [The Monkees are in a trench in a W.W. II movie] I can't see it's too deep!

Mike Nesmith: What you say?

Mike Nesmith: I said I can't see, it's too deep. I need another boost or something.

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

Mrs Ace: But what about the food?

Mike: Have it cleaned and burned!