Popeye Quotes
The adventures of the sailor man and his friends in the seaside town of Sweethaven.
Popeye: I'm your one and only exspring. See, we got the same bulgy arms.
Poopdeck Pappy: No resemblance.
Popeye: We-we got the same squinky eye.
Poopdeck Pappy: What squinky eye?
Popeye: That's going to be hard for you to see. Oh, we even got the same pipe, Pap.
Poopdeck Pappy: You idiot, you can't inherit a pipe! Ooh, I am poppa to no male. Nor no female child. That no court could prove otherwise.
Poopdeck Pappy: No resemblance.
Popeye: We-we got the same squinky eye.
Poopdeck Pappy: What squinky eye?
Popeye: That's going to be hard for you to see. Oh, we even got the same pipe, Pap.
Poopdeck Pappy: You idiot, you can't inherit a pipe! Ooh, I am poppa to no male. Nor no female child. That no court could prove otherwise.
Popeye: How come carrots is a dollar?
Geezil: $1.50. You buy what I don't feel like selling will cost you $2.00.
Popeye: [Takes the carrots and tosses Geezil a nickel]
Geezil: Ah ah. Nope, this is a nickel.
Popeye: I'm payin' what I feels like payin'.
The Tax Man: You're not up to no good are you? Because if you are there's a 25¢ up to no good tax.
Geezil: $1.50. You buy what I don't feel like selling will cost you $2.00.
Popeye: [Takes the carrots and tosses Geezil a nickel]
Geezil: Ah ah. Nope, this is a nickel.
Popeye: I'm payin' what I feels like payin'.
The Tax Man: You're not up to no good are you? Because if you are there's a 25¢ up to no good tax.
Olive Oyl: Goochy goo.
Popeye: None of that baby talk around me son. Me son is gonna be a man infink, not a baby infink. Come to poppa, me little Swee'Pea. You're me little Swee'Pea.
Olive Oyl: Swee'Pea? You're bats.
Popeye: I found him in Sweethaven, that's why he is me Swee'Pea. I am calling him Swee'Pea and that is his name. Ain't that the truth?
Olive Oyl: Swee'Pea is the worst name I've ever heard on a baby.
Popeye: Well what do you wants me to call him? Baby Oyl?
Popeye: None of that baby talk around me son. Me son is gonna be a man infink, not a baby infink. Come to poppa, me little Swee'Pea. You're me little Swee'Pea.
Olive Oyl: Swee'Pea? You're bats.
Popeye: I found him in Sweethaven, that's why he is me Swee'Pea. I am calling him Swee'Pea and that is his name. Ain't that the truth?
Olive Oyl: Swee'Pea is the worst name I've ever heard on a baby.
Popeye: Well what do you wants me to call him? Baby Oyl?
Chorus: [singing] He's Popeye the Sailor Man. He's Popeye the Sailor Man. He's strong to the finich cause he eats his spinach, he's Popeye the sailor man.
Popeye: [singing] I'm one tough gazookas that hates all palookas that ain't on the up and square. I biffs 'em and buffs 'em and always out-roughs 'em and none of 'em gets nowhere.
Chorus: [singing] If anyone dashes to risks his fists, it's buff, and it's wham, understand?
Popeye: [singing] So keep good behavior, it's your one lifesaver, with Popeye the Sailor Man.
Popeye: [singing] I'm one tough gazookas that hates all palookas that ain't on the up and square. I biffs 'em and buffs 'em and always out-roughs 'em and none of 'em gets nowhere.
Chorus: [singing] If anyone dashes to risks his fists, it's buff, and it's wham, understand?
Popeye: [singing] So keep good behavior, it's your one lifesaver, with Popeye the Sailor Man.
Poopdeck Pappy: Eat that spinach.
Popeye: I don't wanna eat that spinach.
Poopdeck Pappy: Eat that spinach, you brat!
Popeye: I don't wanna eat that spinach!
Poopdeck Pappy: Uuuuuggggghhh!
Popeye: I don't wanna eat that spinach! I don't wanna! Waaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!
Poopdeck Pappy: You eat that spinach!
Popeye: Waaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!
Poopdeck Pappy: You disobedient brat!
Popeye: Waaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!
Poopdeck Pappy: You was disobedient when you was two, and you're still disobedient now!
Popeye: I don't wanna eat that spinach.
Poopdeck Pappy: Eat that spinach, you brat!
Popeye: I don't wanna eat that spinach!
Poopdeck Pappy: Uuuuuggggghhh!
Popeye: I don't wanna eat that spinach! I don't wanna! Waaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!
Poopdeck Pappy: You eat that spinach!
Popeye: Waaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!
Poopdeck Pappy: You disobedient brat!
Popeye: Waaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!
Poopdeck Pappy: You was disobedient when you was two, and you're still disobedient now!
Popeye: Oh, what am I? Some kind of barnicle on the dinghy of life? Oh, I ain't no doctors, but I knows that I'm losing me patience. What am I? Some kind of judge or lawyers? Maybe not, but I knows what law suitks me.
[to the prositute]
Popeye: Careful there, don't ruffle me feathers. What am I? I ain't no physcikisk, but I knows what matters. What am I? I'm Popeye the Sailor.
[to the prositute]
Popeye: Careful there, don't ruffle me feathers. What am I? I ain't no physcikisk, but I knows what matters. What am I? I'm Popeye the Sailor.
Popeye: What are you doing, there? No childs 'o mine will be exploiticated for ill-gotten gains.
[takes Swee'Pea]
Popeye: Yeah, that's true. You're gonna be president one day...
Olive Oyl: It is not ill-gotten, it's GOOD-gotten gains. These races will clothe us, and feed us, and save us.
Popeye: Wrong is wrong, even when it helps ya.
Wimpy: The horses are at the gates.
Olive Oyl: I think family is more important than dumb morality, hmm?
[takes Swee'Pea]
Popeye: Yeah, that's true. You're gonna be president one day...
Olive Oyl: It is not ill-gotten, it's GOOD-gotten gains. These races will clothe us, and feed us, and save us.
Popeye: Wrong is wrong, even when it helps ya.
Wimpy: The horses are at the gates.
Olive Oyl: I think family is more important than dumb morality, hmm?
Poopdeck Pappy: His mother ups and dies, and he wouldn't eat his spinach.
Popeye: She choked on it, pop.
Poopdeck Pappy: His poppa out of work, and he wouldn't eat his spinach.
Popeye: It wasn't my fault.
Poopdeck Pappy: The whole country in a depressigan. Oooooohhhh, and he wouldn't eat is spinach.
Popeye: That was Coolidge, Poppa.
Poopdeck Pappy: His poppa going hungry. Going off to steal. Stealing what?
Poopdeck Pappy, Popeye: Spinach!
Poopdeck Pappy: So his ungrate son could grow up big and strong.
[Popeye throws the spinach behind his back]
Poopdeck Pappy: You know what I done? You know what I done when the G Man catched me and thrung me in jail?
Popeye: No.
Poopdeck Pappy: Hmm? I laughed.
Popeye: Yeah. You laughed?
Poopdeck Pappy: I laughed a whole year. Ha ha ha.
Popeye: She choked on it, pop.
Poopdeck Pappy: His poppa out of work, and he wouldn't eat his spinach.
Popeye: It wasn't my fault.
Poopdeck Pappy: The whole country in a depressigan. Oooooohhhh, and he wouldn't eat is spinach.
Popeye: That was Coolidge, Poppa.
Poopdeck Pappy: His poppa going hungry. Going off to steal. Stealing what?
Poopdeck Pappy, Popeye: Spinach!
Poopdeck Pappy: So his ungrate son could grow up big and strong.
[Popeye throws the spinach behind his back]
Poopdeck Pappy: You know what I done? You know what I done when the G Man catched me and thrung me in jail?
Popeye: No.
Poopdeck Pappy: Hmm? I laughed.
Popeye: Yeah. You laughed?
Poopdeck Pappy: I laughed a whole year. Ha ha ha.
The Tax Man: You just docked?
Popeye: I has.
The Tax Man: Ah ha, let's see here, that'll be 25¢ docking tax.
Popeye: What for?
The Tax Man: Where's your sea craft?
Popeye: It ain't no sea craft, it's me dinghy and it's under the wharf.
The Tax Man: Ah ha. ahh-ha. This your goods?
Popeye: They is.
The Tax Man: Yeah. You're new in town right?
Popeye: If you call this a town, yes.
The Tax Man: Well, first of all, there's 17¢ new-in-town tax, and there's 45¢ rowboat-under-the-wharf tax, and one dollar leaving-your-junk-lying-around-the-wharf tax, so all together, you owe the Commodore $1.87.
Popeye: Uh, who's this Commodore?
The Tax Man: Is that the nature of question? There's a nickel question tax.
Popeye: I has.
The Tax Man: Ah ha, let's see here, that'll be 25¢ docking tax.
Popeye: What for?
The Tax Man: Where's your sea craft?
Popeye: It ain't no sea craft, it's me dinghy and it's under the wharf.
The Tax Man: Ah ha. ahh-ha. This your goods?
Popeye: They is.
The Tax Man: Yeah. You're new in town right?
Popeye: If you call this a town, yes.
The Tax Man: Well, first of all, there's 17¢ new-in-town tax, and there's 45¢ rowboat-under-the-wharf tax, and one dollar leaving-your-junk-lying-around-the-wharf tax, so all together, you owe the Commodore $1.87.
Popeye: Uh, who's this Commodore?
The Tax Man: Is that the nature of question? There's a nickel question tax.
Poopdeck Pappy: Cut me down. Cut me down.
Popeye: [Grabbing a knife] Cut ya down, cut ya down.
Poopdeck Pappy: Cut me down.
[Popeye does. Pappy lands flat on his face and breaking the chair]
Poopdeck Pappy: Ugh, you idiot.
Popeye: You said cut you down.
Poopdeck Pappy: I didn't say *cut* me down. I said *get* me down, *get* me down. And don't you ever pick up another knife, if you do, I'll make you eat it. You'll be known as the Sword Swallowin' Sailor.
Popeye: [Grabbing a knife] Cut ya down, cut ya down.
Poopdeck Pappy: Cut me down.
[Popeye does. Pappy lands flat on his face and breaking the chair]
Poopdeck Pappy: Ugh, you idiot.
Popeye: You said cut you down.
Poopdeck Pappy: I didn't say *cut* me down. I said *get* me down, *get* me down. And don't you ever pick up another knife, if you do, I'll make you eat it. You'll be known as the Sword Swallowin' Sailor.
Popeye: Ya got a room for renk?
Nana Oyl: What for what?
Popeye: Renk, renk. Your sign says ya got a room for renk.
Nana Oyl: Oh, my stars and gardens! My mind was a million miles away. Come in before you catch your death of mud.
Popeye: Mud?
[Reads name on mailbox]
Popeye: Oyls. That explains it. She's down a quart.
Nana Oyl: What for what?
Popeye: Renk, renk. Your sign says ya got a room for renk.
Nana Oyl: Oh, my stars and gardens! My mind was a million miles away. Come in before you catch your death of mud.
Popeye: Mud?
[Reads name on mailbox]
Popeye: Oyls. That explains it. She's down a quart.
Bluto: [singing] I'm so mean, I had a dream of beatin' myself up. 'Broke my nose, I broke my hand, I wrestled myself to the ground and then, I choked myself to death and broke the choke, and woke up. Aaaarrrrrrgh. I'm mean. You know what I mean. If you know what I mean, you'll know what I mean! I'm mean! Meaner than... , I sure am mean. Yeah, mean. I'm meaner than that. You know what I mean. I'm so damn mean! I'm mean!
