Withnail: Are you the farmer? Withnail hands Marwood the bag of shopping and jumps over the wall to safety. Isaac Parkin: And that's why you mustn't hold back, let it ruin your youth as I nearly did over Eric. Marwood: All right, this is the plan. Why don't I get any soup? I need at least an hour for lunch. Two out-of-work actors -- the anxious, luckless Marwood and his acerbic, alcoholic friend, Withnail -- spend their days drifting between their squalid flat, the unemployment office and the pub. I could hardly piss straight with fear. There are things in there, there's a tea-bag growing! So, he looks at the Coalman and says "What's all this? For all of us, quotes are a great way to remember a book and to carry with us the author's best ideas. Making enemies of our own futures. Irishman: It's the only solution to this intense cold. I don't want to hear anything. My brain's capsizing, I've gotta unfuck my brain! Im in a park and Im practically dead. Danny's here. I fail to see my family's of any interest to you. And we want them here, and we want them now! Law rather appeals to me actually. Something's got to be done. It's impossible, I swear it. You will make it low. Withnail: Talk. Yes, you are! Marwood: Opened the oven door and it was in there looking at me. How dare you. And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of *dust*? That's politics, innit? What have you done to them? [fondling the money Monty has given them to buy Wellingtons] Listen to this. Come on lads, let's get home. Jake: It's too hot so he drops it, on top of a hill, shouting into a valley, his voice echoing, Withnail's lonely, aging homosexual uncle Monty has gone home, leaving a note humbly apologising for the desperate sexual advances he made on Marwood the night before, Jake has left a dead hare hanging on the cottage door, along with a note, wakes up in the back seat of the car, which is moving along the motorway, he swerves dangerously through the motorway traffic, holding up a Fairy Liquid bottle with a strap and a tube, Marwood knocks on the door of a farmhouse. They pick up signals from the cosmos, and transmit them directly into you brain! Anyway, I loathe those Russian plays. Withnail: Tell him if you must, I no longer care. Withnail: Withnail: Scrubbers! He used to pick on me. Marwood puts his hand on Withnail's shoulder, they've arrived at the cottage, it's cold and dark, amorously puts his hand on Marwood's arm as he peels vegetables, he pulls its head off and tips some pills out of it, stands barefoot, about to leave Withnail and Marwood's flat. The only thing youre in that Ive been in is this ****ing bath! Look at this - accident blackspot? All right, get hold of it. What happened to my agent? Danny: Then why's he wearing that old suit? Monty: Here hare here! Here was a man with 3/4 of an inch of brain who'd taken a dislike to me. Oh God, it's a nightmare, I tell you, it's a nightmare. STANDS4 LLC, 2023. [the bedroom door slowly opens and the intruder enters with a torch] Withnail: [screwing his eyes shut in terror, moaning] We mean no harm! Easily "It's gone. Probably wintering with his mother in Guildford. So there's this judge sitting there in the cape like f***ing Batman with this really rather far out-looking hat. We worked out it would be very handy karma for him to get hold of a suit. Withnail:I'll not have this shag sack insulting me! Danny: It's a bloody chicken! Nothing that reasonable members of society demand as their rights! Oh, don't tell me you're not aware of it, I know what you're up to and so do you. Marwood: We are not drunks, we are multi-millionaires! Listen, I pay you 10 percent to do that. Suits me. [Marwood is leaving to go to Manchester to do a play. Will we never be set free? Here was a man with 3/4 of an inch of brain who'd taken a dislike to me. The cottage. move forward or backward to get to the perfect spot. This *is* the morning. What's your name, MacFuck? How like a *god*! Ive absolutely no interest in yours. Oh no, we'd be sucked into his trap! What we need is harmony, fresh air, stuff like that., Flowers are essentially tarts. Withnail: These are the sort of windows faces look in at! Cake. *What are you doing prowling around in the middle of the fucking night*? You mustn't blame him. Bastard asked me to understudy Konstantin in The Seagull. Amy Audrey Locke's 1912 In Praise of Winchester offers an anthology of over 100 pages of prose and verse about Winchester College. Withnail: There must and shall be aspirin, or I shall die, here, on this f***ing mountainside! Let him get his drugs out. Marwood: How like an angel in apprehension! Withnail is walking him to the station in the heavy rain]. The police, Miss Blennerhassett. Withnail: Marwood: [Contemplating how to kill a chicken for supper] It's got dreadful beady eyes, they stare at you. Monty: Withnail: Withnail. Hello? Then it was a rodent. Marwood: Oh, how I tried not to. Imagine the size of his balls. This is ridiculous. I'm the firelighter and fuel collector. https://www.quotes.net/movies/withnail_and_i_quotes_14074. He wants to get down there and have sex with those cows. Withnail: I think an evening at The Crow. Withnail and I is a TV program that first aired in 1970 . What the fuck are you talking about? Withnail: Maybe he's written this in some moment of drunken sincerity. What a piece of work is a man! I feel unusual. How you feel. Sons are the anchors of a mother's life. Do as he says. : Withnail and I. I find the quote read by Monty from the note written by the poacher very usable: "Here, Hare, here." Surely Herr Hare Here. I will say one thing for Monty, he keeps a sensational cellar. Marwood: Withnail: Shat on by Tories, shovelled up by Labour. Reflecting these times. "Oh no, please, don't pull my head off." by Anonymous: . . The wankers don't drink it because they can't afford it! Maybe he f***s arses! Flowers are essentially tarts. My heart's beating like a fucked clock! I mean to have you, even if it must be burglary! Withnail: Jake: Me? Withnail and I is a 1986 film comedy written and directed by Bruce Robinson and starring Richard E. Grant (Withnail), Paul McGann (Marwood, the "I" of the title), Richard Griffiths (Uncle Monty) and Ralph Brown (Danny). Marwood: The paragon of animals. So, there's this judge sitting there in a cape like fucking Batman with this really rather far-out looking hat. Right can anybody explain the here hare here joke from withnail and I? Pin By Lucy MckFunkdrick On Sunny Side | Withnail And I, Mens www.pinterest.com. Withnail: We are multimillionaires. Anyway, I loathe those Russian plays. Withnail: How should I know where we are? Nor women neither. We are indeed drifting into the arena of the unwell. I feel unusual. I don't want to hear it. No, I'd better go. save. Uncle Monty: Sherry? He says he wont come in for lunch without an apology. Withnail: Then stick it in the soap tray and save it for later. Beastly, ungrateful little swine! [to Withnail] I think there may be something living in there, I think there may be something alive. You lose, you gain. Balls! Why can't I have an audition? This pill's valued at two quid. Balls! Withnail: Then why has my head gone numb? Danny: Don't get uptight with me, man. Jake: Withnail: Apart from a raw potato, that's the only solid to have passed my lips in the last 60 hours. Withnail: Then the f***er will rue the day! Marwood: Marwood: You dont deserve such loyalty. Monty: Now, what makes you think I should give you something for your pot? It's like great yellow sock. All hairdressers are in the employment of the government. Goes into court in his kaftan and a bell. No it doesn't. Marwood: They are flat broke, so they move to the house of Withnail's uncle in the countryside. 'S alright, 's alright, s'alright We're going, our car has arrived! Withnail is cowering under the covers]. "I'm going to pull your head off." Forgive me, it was inconsiderate of me not to have telegrammed. Marwood: The beauty of the world! Its landlord was a retired alcoholic with military pretensions and a complexion like the inside of a teapot. quotes military heroes famous quotesgram. He'd like a bit of pleading. How *dare* you! You're looking very beautiful, man. "Curse of the Superman. Withnail: St Peter preached the epistles to the apostles looking like that. No, man, this was more like a long white hat. Look at me, I'm 30 in a month and I've got a sole flapping off my shoe . Marwood: Find the exact What are we going to do about it? The older order changeth, yielding place to new. 'He used to pick on me. I'll sleep here. I've been to drama school. Withnail is cowering under the covers, the bedroom door slowly opens and the intruder enters with a torch, screwing his eyes shut in terror, moaning, the man who called Marwood a ponce gets up and walks over to them. Monty: She said she'd closed. That means we'll miss out Monday but come up smiling Tuesday morning. I've some extremely distressing news. We want the finest wines available to humanity. Withnail: Marwood: Do you grow? Find your neutral space. Don't be ridiculous. Withnail: Let him get his drugs out. "Oh no, please, don't pull my head off." I demand to have some booze!. That's what you say. Add spice to it. It's a part I intend to play, Uncle. Got busted coming back through Heathrow. Get any more masculine than him and you'd have to live up a tree. I'll swallow it and run a mile! Withnail: Monty: [looking at the kitchen sink overflowing with dirty dishes] Withnail: Withnail: I demand to have some booze! Bates novel I'd read. His mechanism's gone, he's had more drugs than you've had hot dinners! He says he won't come in for lunch without an apology. Withnail: (Stirring) I deny all accusations. How noble in reason, how infinite in faculties! I know you're not asleep, boy. Well, lick 10 percent of the arses for me, then! I've no idea. [while high on drugs] I thought they'd all be out the back, drinking cider and discussing butter. This was more like a long white hat. If I lay 10 mils of diazepam on you, it will do something else to your brain. Hey, give us a wheeze on that fag. The movie, which takes place in England in late 1969, involves the misadventures of a pair of chronically unemployed actors. Browse Recommendations; Choice Awards; Genres; Giveaways; New Releases; Genres Withnail: It's trying to get itself in with you, it's trying for even more advantage! Monty: These eels here are for his pot. Always full of women staring out of windows, whining about ducks going to Moscow. The wankers on site don't drink it because they can't afford it! Uncle Monty: I've been preparing myself to forgive you. *Bastards*! You lead him astray. The purveyor of rare herbs and proscribed chemicals is back. Well, don't. According to these instructions, you refuse everything but a urine sample. Prostitutes for the bees. Monty: We live in a land of weather forecasts and breakfasts that set in. All right, this is the plan. The only thing you're in that I've been in is this fucking bath! Marwood: Monty: Well, that can't be sensible, can it? We'll be back. Free to those that can afford it, very expensive to those that can't. It's ridiculous. You're out of your mind! All hairdressers are in the employment of the government. When they take a holiday "by mistake" at the country house of Withnail's flamboyantly gay uncle, Monty, they encounter the unpleasant side of the . There's the supper. Bastard asked me to understudy Konstantin in The Seagull. Danny: Withnail: [high-pitched voice] We want the finest wines available to humanity, we want them here and we want them now! Withnail: No you won't, you're not leaving me in here alone. Withnail: (Appalled) How dare you! No, his dog doesn't come up here. withnail magazinweb. I've absolutely no interest in yours. Even a stopped clock gives the right time twice a day And for once I'm inclined to believe that Withnail is right We are indeed, drifting into the arena of the unwell making an enemy of our own future What we need is harmony, fresh air, stuff like that. Let go before it's too late or hang on and keep getting higher, posing the question: how long can you keep a grip on the rope? Danny: Don't get uptight with me, man. *Scrubbers*! He gags and gasps]. And we want them here, and we want them now! [after trying the Camberwell Carrot] https://en.wikiquote.org/w/index.php?title=Withnail_and_I&oldid=3185462. Withnail: Good old Jake. Withnail: A Massachusetts man was sentenced to probation for running an illegal hare trapping operation in Maine. Works the lake, but keep it under your hat, hm? Marwood: Why don't you wash up occasionally like any other human being? A little before your time. Withnail: Street: the embalmer. 'He used to get in bad tempers and act up,' said his wife. Tea Shop Proprietor: I've looked into it. Monty: "I'm gonna pull you head off." Before I became a journalist I was in the Territorials. Marwood: No we're not, we're here. Change down, man. Withnail: And as Presuming Ed here has so consistently pointed out, we have failed to paint it black. Will it? How like an angel, in apprehension how like a god! My thumbs have gone weird! [in a telephone box, speaking to an operator] [the bedroom door slowly opens and the intruder enters with a torch]. And you'd be marvellous. There is, youll agree, a certain je ne sais quoi oh so very special about a firm, young carrot.. In fact, he'd probably tell you what he was going to do before he did it. Withnail: No you can't, I can't get my boots on when they're hot. Chin-chin. What do you want? I think we'd better release you from the lgumes and transfer your talents to the meat. [she still doesn't answer. I think we better release you from the lgume, and transfer your talents to the meat. Marwood puts his hand on Withnail's shoulder]. There can be no true beauty without decay. Speed, is like a dozen transatlantic flights without ever getting off the plane Time change. Marwood: (Voice-over) Danny's here. Do you realise this gaff's overrun with rodents? There is a hare tied to the door with a note attached. Marwood: I must be ill. Monty: What have you done to them? [he throws the shopping the air and it scatters in the mud. You haven't got a chance! This suit was cut by Hawke's of Savile Row! He leans up close to her, speaking into to her hearing aid]. Saint Peter preached the epistles to the apostles looking like that. Alas I have little more than vintage wine and memories. Withnail: I have of late, but wherefore I know not, lost all my mirth. It takes away your appetite just looking at it. Probably wintering with his mother in Guildford. Here hare here? Withnail: Dont be ridiculous. Withnail: Get out of it for a while. Marwood: Suits me. Withnail: In that case, "To a delightful weekend in the country.". Get that damned little swine out of here! Withnail : Right, you fucker, I'm going to do the washing up! It's society's crime, not ours. Flowers are essentially tarts. And if I spike you, you'll know you've been spoken to. Withnail: But now he's stopped, he's much better in our sex life and in our general life.'" Withnail: ""Here. hide. Withnail: You've had an audition. It's available on Headhunter to his friends. Peter Marwood: That's alright, I'll go alone. Withnail: We want the finest wines available to humanity, we want them here and we want them now! Withnail: The carrot has mystery. And all at once those frozen hours, melt through the nervous system, and seep out the pores. Now, would you leave? The thermostats. [voiceover] He's been fed from arsehole to beak. How can it be so cold in here? What have you done to them? Scrubbers! Withnail: Yet again that oaf has destroyed my day! Belongs to the fellow downstairs. Monty: How right you are, how right you are. Marwood: Monty: It's obsessed with its gut, it's like a bloody rugby ball now! Withnail: I think we've been in here too long. General: Withnail: By the time the doors opened he was arseholed on rum and got progressively more arseholed until he could take no more and fell over at about 12 o'clock. Wake up you bastard, or I burn this bastard bed down! Monty: To tutor it in the ways of righteousness, and procure some uncontaminated urine. What fucker said that? Danny: "Here, Hare, Here" -Monty (responding to rabbit nailed to door . We get in there and get wrecked, then we eat a pork pie, then we drop a couple of Surmontil-50s each. No! Marwood: The beauty of the world. [reading a newspaper] Withnail: Listen, Withnail, it's a stinker. I dislike relatives in general and in particular mine. Look out that window, if you see anything, anything at all, tell me. Marwood: Marwood: Eat some cake. And the Coalman looks at him and says "You think *you* look normal, your honour?" Oh dear no no No, I'd be sucked into his trap! Monty: Marwood: I say, you know what we should do? Scrubbers! These aren't accidents, they're throwing themselves into the road! We've gone on holiday by mistake. Be seated. Uncle Monty: I can never touch raw meat until it's cooked. As a youth I used to weep in butcher's shops. And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? Withnail: How dare you! The only programme I'm likely to get on is the fucking news! [lunges towards the sink] And at the end, it seems Withnail is sad that Marwood is leaving him and regrets his choices. I feel dreadful, I feel really dreadful. I hope you guys like our collection. Monty: Well, of course you dont, you are incapable of indulging in anything but pleasure, am I not right? Here it is: Movie Drone: I Heart - Withnail And I moviedroneblog.blogspot.com. What have you found? [as Marwood walks past him] I really don't want you to. We're doing a feature for Country Life. This is the reason bald-headed men are uptight. Danny: Here is the clip. We can't go on like this. I think the carrot infinitely more fascinating than the geranium. The old bugger's come a long way and I didn't want to put the wind up him. [They drunkenly barge into some tearooms]. What should we do? Withnail: Youre not in the same boat. Don't look, don't look! Have you been at the controls? I'm in a park and I'm practically dead; what good's the countryside? I feel unusual. If you don't remember the sixties, don't worry - neither did they. Withnail And I - Wikipedia en.m.wikipedia.org. It's like a tide. Withnail: You want me to call what's-his-name and ask him about his house? Throwing themselves into the road gladly to escape all this hideousness. [takes pill out of doll] Trade: Pheno-dihydrochloride-benzorex. [picking up an apron] It's got to warm up. is the clip Thanks! Withnail: Don't threaten me with a dead fish! Here comes another fucker! You can never, never disguise it. How dare you! Withnail: [reading the note] St Peter preached the epistles to the apostles looking like that. Hurry up, Mabs. He can eat his ****ing radish. Marwood: I've already put two shilling pieces in. Withnail and I is a 1986 film comedy written and directed by Bruce Robinson and starring Richard E. Grant (Withnail), Paul McGann (Marwood, the "I" of the title), Richard Griffiths (Uncle Monty) and Ralph Brown (Danny). You merely imagined it. It's trying to get itself in with you. Find *anything*. DRIVE WITH EXTREME CARE", shouts out of the car window at a man standing on the pavement, Withnail and Marwood are lying in bed together, listening to a man coming inside the cottage. The only people he converses with are his clients, and occasionally the police. I think you've been punished enough. Marwood: Screaming like a madman he moves towards the bull, which turns around and runs back through the gate. [amorously puts his hand on Marwood's arm as he peels vegetables] Look at my tongue. Marwood: Danny: It's true, I crept the boards in my youth. It'll pass. Trade: Phenodihydrochloride benzorex. 2023. Marwood: I shall miss you too. Wake up, you bastard or I burn this bastard bed down! I'll be sprouting bloody feelers soon. Just because the best tailoring you've ever seen is above your fucking appendix doesn't mean anything! Sitting down to enjoy my holiday. We shall buy this place and fire you immediately. "Geoff Woade is feeling better and is now prepared to step back into society and start tossing his orb about." We are not drunks, we are multi-millionaires! Eggs and things. If you don't remember the sixties, don't worry neither did they. Withnail freezes in terror with a mouthful of pie, ripping Withnail's tartan scarf off his neck, Withnail suddenly runs out of the pub, so does Marwood, Marwood is in the pub toilets, after walking past a hulking Irishman who's called him a ponce, Withnail picks up a bottle of lighter fluid, he pours the lighter fluid down his throat.
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