Jake: Burnt! "Geoff Woade is feeling better and is now prepared to step back into society and start tossing his orb about." Monty: [lunges towards the sink] Marwood: (Takes the shotgun) Well let me tell you something, Withnail. It's society's crime, not ours. I have of late, but wherefore I know not, lost all my mirth. If I medicined you, you'd think a brain tumour was a birthday present. . As a youth, I used to weep in butchers' shops! The movie, which takes place in England in late 1969, involves the misadventures of a pair of chronically unemployed actors. Danny: If you're hanging on to a rising balloon, you're presented with a difficult decision - 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? Sherry? Withnail: It's society's crime, not ours. Monty: His head must weight fifty pounds on its own. Withnail: Withnail: Bastard asked me to understudy Konstantin in The Seagull. Time change. [pulling a pheasant out of his coat] "Oh no, please, don't pull my head off." [after having entirely covered himself in muscle embrocation to keep warm] And now I'm calling you one. We live in a kingdom of reigns, where royalty comes in gangs. Goes into court in his caftan and a bell. [about Danny] If The Crow and Crown ever had life it was dead now. Marwood: No, I'd better go. Hello? withnail and i 96119 GIFs. Marwood: Get out of it for a while. [the bedroom door slowly opens and the intruder enters with a torch] Withnail: [screwing his eyes shut in terror, moaning] We mean no harm! Rejuvenate? The movie, which takes place in England in late 1969, involves the misadventures of a pair of chronically unemployed actors. Marwood: I'd never have wanted it, not with him in it! I might come and see you lads in the week. There must and shall be aspirin! Discover the priceless words that sparkle and shine here. It'll happen. [overtaking a car on the motorway] 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. If you don't leave, we'll call the police. He told me about your arrest in the Tottenham Court Road. Withnail: Man delights not me. [narrating over scene] Mrs. Parkin: Monty: Throwing themselves into the road to escape all this hideousness! Your sensitivity overwhelms me. There's nothing out there except a hurricane. They can handle the caftan but they cannot handle the bell. Withnail: Withnail: Look at my tongue. The man is rich and homosexual and he tries to persuade them, but he gives up because he's convinced there's something between them. I must be ill. Withnail: Right, you f***er, I'm going to do the washing up. Marwood: [getting up at the same time] "It's gone. Withnail: The carrot has mystery. I think you've been punished enough. He's so mauve, we don't know what he's planning. Uncle Monty: (referring to his cat) Yet again that oaf has destroyed my day! Policeman 1: Even the wankers on the site wouldn't drink that! No! I've been watching you, especially you, prancing like a tit. I feel unusual. They can handle the kaftan, they can't handle the bell. 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. I'm in a park and I'm practically dead; what good's the countryside? I brought two of these in case either of you is any good in the kitchen. Hair are your aerials. Withnail: Cunt gave him two years. A pair of quadruple whiskies and another pair of pints, please. Withnail: Then the f***er will rue the day! Miss Blennerhassett, telephone the police. Marwood: Well, don't. You haven't got a chance! Withnail: They don't like me being on stage. Change down, man, find your neutral space. What's your name, MacFuck? It's wearing a yellow sock. [leaning out the car window] I can never touch meat until it's cooked. Oh, Baudelaire. Come on, old boy. How like a *god*! [Withnail sees Marwood eating some brownish fluid out of a bowl with a spoon] Marwood: [pulling back the lace curtain] How can I possibly know what we should do? Start shouting. Much more of this and I'm going to apply for meals on wheels. How dare you tell him I'm a toilet trader?! Then why has my head gone numb? Marwood: I've no idea, I've never met him. Hare. They pick up signals from the cosmos and transmit them directly into the brain. Monty: Please, let's go. You can never, never disguise it. Withnail: No, nor woman neither nor woman neither. I mean look at us! You got to throttle him. What on Earth are those? We are 91 days from the end of this decade and there's gonna be a lot of refugees. Just think of it with bacon across its back. Maybe he's written this in some moment of drunken sincerity! What have you done to them? Withnail: You mean we've come out here in the middle of f***ing nowhere without aspirins? She said she'd closed. It has felt like listening to a symphony and here comes the crescendo. There are are things in there; there's a teabag growing! He winces as he stretches his leg]. Danny: [telephoning his agent] Withnail: Then stick it in the soap tray and save it for later. Withnail: Monty: Withnail: It's impossible to make a Camberwell Carrot with anything less. What happened to your cigar commercial? [he swerves dangerously through the motorway traffic]. He winces as he stretches his leg, the drunken, elderly pub landlord opens the till and it hits it him the chest and he almost falls down, they go and sit down at a table with their drinks, fondling the money Monty has given them to buy Wellingtons, a poacher enters the pub with pheasants stuffed under his coat, making him look like a hunchback, he pulls Withnail's cigarette out of his mouth and puts it in his, after having entirely covered himself in muscle embrocation to keep warm, Withnail laughs uncontrollably and drops to the floor, Marwood comes out of the bathroom wearing a towel, Withnail has been pulled over by the police for speeding down the motorway in the beat-up Jaguar, gesturing at the wine bottles and Marwood in the back, in a telephone box, speaking to an operator, noticing the plastic bags that Withnail is wearing over his shoes, after being threatened by Jake the poacher, Danny offers Withnail his huge Camberwell Carrot spliff, Marwood is leaving to go to Manchester to do a play. Danny: Cool your boots, man. Marwood: Very, very foolish words, man. Withnail: You've got soup. Four floors up on the Charing Cross road and never a job at the top of them. [he throws the shopping the air and it scatters in the mud. Look at my tongue. I'm not gonna understudy anybody. Monty: Danny: This is a British cult classic. You fill this with piss, take this pipe down the trouser and sellotape this valve to the end of the old chap. Oh, don't tell me you're not aware of it, I know what you're up to and so do you. Those are the kind of windows faces look in at. Withnail: Why have you drugged their onions?! He had a weight under his fez. Jesus Christ, this huge, thatched head with its earlobes and cannonball is now considered sane. Hairs are your aerials. I demand to have some booze!. Marwood: You been away? Danny's a genius. Marwood: "Oh no, please, don't pull my head off." Here.". Free to those that can afford it, very expensive to those that can't. All right here? Danny: Flowers are essentially tarts. The only programme I'm likely to get on is the f***ing news. Withnail: [points a fencing sword at Marwood face] Just run at it! Withnail: That's what you'd say, but that wouldn't wash with Geoff. *I'll show the lot of you*! How like an angel, in apprehension how like a god! Nonsense. This doll is extremely dangerous. Withnail: I didn't think he'd come all this way. You mustn't blame him. Withnail freezes in terror with a mouthful of pie]. Here was a man with 3/4 of an inch of brain who'd taken a dislike to me. you little traitors. Monty: Scrubbers! Withnail: Listen, we're bona fide, we're not from London. I'm preparing myself to forgive you. Now, which of you is going to be a splendid fellow and go down to the Rolls for the rest of the wine? Screaming like a madman he moves towards the bull, which turns around and runs back through the gate. Withnail: Will it? They walk down to the cottage. https://www.quotes.net/movies/withnail_and_i_quotes_14074. Maybe he's written this in some moment of drunken sincerity. Monty: Marwood: It's available on I don't consciously offend big men like this. But sooner or later you got to get out, because it's crashing. I'll show the lot of you! You love him. Prostitutes for the bees. It's like a bloody rugby ball now, it will die, it will die! Why don't you wash up occasionally like any other human being? He won't gore you. Will we never be set free? Look out that window, if you see anything, anything at all, tell me. Marwood: My thumbs have gone weird! No, no, no, dear boy, you must leave, you must leave. You mustn't blame yourself. Find helpful customer reviews and review ratings for Gold, Guns and God: Swami Bhaktipada and the West Virginia Hare . Withnail: How right you are, how right you are. We've gone on holiday by mistake. Let him get his drugs out. Withnail: Withnail & I (1987) clip with quote "Here hare, here." Yarn is the best search for video clips by quote. Withnail: The only programme I'm likely to get on is the f***ing news! [voiceover] Have you been away? That's what I want to know! 'He used to pick on me. Danny: Relax, man, find your neutral space. Danny: Withnail: I'm in a park and I'm practically dead; what good's the countryside? Cooking's one of the natural instincts. And I'm sitting in this bloody shack and I can't cope with Withnail. What goods the countryside? Oh, Oxford Marwood: And if I spike you, you'll know you've been spoken to. I'm in the middle of a bloody overdose! Danny: Don't get uptight with me, man. Monty: I've been to drama school. Withnail:I'll not have this shag sack insulting me! Danny: Withnail: That's what you'd say, but that wouldn't wash with Geoff. [ruefully] I'm good looking. Marwood: (Voice-over) I could hardly piss straight with fear. Danny: And that's why you mustn't hold back, let it ruin your youth as I nearly did over Eric. Danny: General: Withnail: So he looks at the Coalman and says, "What's all this? Marwood: Well, I don't know. Bastard must have died. Listen, you young prat. The joint I'm about to roll requires a craftsman. But I never really had it in my blood, and that's what's so essential, isn't it, theatrical zeal in the veins. Keep back, keep back! Look at my tongue, it's wearing a yellow sock. Withnail: If I ever see that silage-heap hanging about up here, I'll take the bastard axe to him. A coward you are, Withnail, an expert on bulls you are not! When I strike they won't know what hit them! So, there's this judge sitting there in a cape like fucking Batman with this really rather far-out looking hat. Press question mark to learn the rest of the keyboard shortcuts . Peter Marwood (I): Even a stopped clock tells the right time twice a day. But old now, old. Marwood: No we're not, we're here. The wankers don't drink it because they can't afford it! Haven't seen Gielgud down the labour exchange! Danny: Danny: Marwood: Imagine the size of his balls. Withnail: First thing we've got to do is get this fire alight, then we split into two fact-finding groups. The only people he converses with are his clients, and occasionally the police. It's the only solution to this intense cold. To tutor it in the ways of righteousness, and procure some uncontaminated urine. It can utilise up to 12 skins. "I'm gonna pull your head off because I don't like your head.". You're not leaving me in here alone. I can't take aspirins without a drink. https://en.wikiquote.org/w/index.php?title=Withnail_and_I&oldid=3185462. Irishman: Withnail: You've had an audition. [holding up a pill] Because I don't advise it. Marwood: Well, I'd hardly say that. Night must fall and we shall be forced to camp. withnail magazinweb. Gi' me one in t' knee. I can't. These aren't mine, they belong to him. Withnail: [takes pill out of doll] Trade: Pheno-dihydrochloride-benzorex. Street: the embalmer. That means we'll miss out Monday but come up smiling Tuesday morning. Monty: Withnail: I could take double anything you could! [clearly drunk] Monty: Withnail: Why can't I get on television? And indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory. Flowers are essentially tarts. What are you doing up here, then? I adore you. Withnail: I think it's time to release you from the lgumes, and transfer your talents to the meat. And this one has a definite imbalance of hormone in him. [Withnail picks up a bottle of lighter fluid]. Clearly a myth. Marwood: Browse Recommendations; Choice Awards; Genres; Giveaways; New Releases; Genres Tea Shop Proprietor: The beauty of the world! You don't deserve such loyalty. the web and also on Android and iOS. Withnail: Half an hour? Withnail: I ain't got no pheasants, ain't got no birds. 100% Upvoted. [extends arm with umbrella straight up to sky]. It's like Greenland in here. If you don't remember the sixties, don't worry - neither did they. There is a hare tied to the door with a note attached. In fact, he'd probably tell you what he was going to do before he did it. Be seated. Withnail: In that case, "To a delightful weekend in the country.". Danny: 4 Mar. Marwood: I must go home at once and discuss his problems in depth. And how dare you tell him I love you?! Why can't I get on television? [Withnail has been pulled over by the police for speeding down the motorway in the beat-up Jaguar]. Why don't you go back? I've never met him. *What are you doing prowling around in the middle of the fucking night*? Danny: I'm the firelighter and fuel collector. I can never touch meat until it's cooked. For reasons I can't really discuss with you, he had to go to Jamaica. Alas I have little more than vintage wine and memories. Any minute now he's going to rush out and get into his tights. I imagine they're talking to each other. I've told you why. You'll have to find us first. Stop saying that! Monty: Here hare here. Withnail: He says he won't come in for lunch without an apology. This is ridiculous. Alright, we're going to have to work quickly. [with his mouth full] Have you had any training in the martial arts? A little before your time. Don't threaten me with a dead fish! Now, come along, I'm going to teach you how to peel a potato. Half an hour? Withnail: That's what you say. No, man, this was more like a long white hat. 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. I assure you I'm not [drunk], officer, honestly. We are indeed drifting into the arena of the unwell. Danny: We get in there and get wrecked, then we eat a pork pie, then we drop a couple of Surmontil-50s each. It's all your fault. Throw yourself into the road, darling! How dare you! Survey of rural types. Withnail: [reading from the paper] "In a world exclusive interview, 33-year-old shotputter Geoff Woade, who weighs 317 pounds, admitted taking massive doses of anabolic steroids, drugs banned in sport. These aren't accidents, they're throwing themselves into the road! Dead down the drain? I'm not having this shag sack insulting me! Marwood: Marwood: How you feel. Stop saying that, Withnail! I don't advise a haircut, man. [while high on drugs] He went to the other place, Monty. How infinite in faculties! Who says it's a Camberwell Carrot? Grab its ring. How dare you tell him I'm a toilet trader! He says he won't come in for lunch without an apology. So there's this judge sitting there in the cape like f***ing Batman with this really rather far out-looking hat. Withnail: Jake: Marwood: Suits me. That's a very good idea. That is an unfortunate political decision. Eggs and things. I've gone and fucked my brain! These pheasants are for my pot. Withnail: All right, this is the plan. Probably on a tenner a day, and I know what for! Oh, of course you are. Withnail: (He spits out a globule of phlegm) Jesus, look at that. Uncle Monty: Oh! You been away? If I see that silage heap hanging about up here, *I'll take the bastard axe to him*! You got a rush. No fridges, no televisions, no phones. This thread is archived. [they've arrived at the cottage, it's cold and dark]. Now, would you leave? [Heckles pedestrian] Throw yourself into the road, darling, you haven't got a chance! Irishman: It's the only solution to this intense cold. Don't get uptight with me, man. 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. This doesn't go down at all well. Withnail and I is a TV program that first aired in 1970 . We want the finest wines available to humanity. Course you have, you're the poacher. How can it be so cold in here? Here was a man with 3/4 of an inch of brain who'd taken a dislike to me.
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