Robin Hood (1973)

Phil Harris: Little John - A Bear

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Quotes 

• Little John : You know somethin', Robin. I was just wonderin', are we good guys or bad guys? You know, I mean, uh? Our robbin' the rich to feed the poor.

  Robin Hood : Rob? Tsk tsk tsk. That's a naughty word. We never rob. We just sort of borrow a bit from those who can afford it.

  Little John : Borrow? Boy, are we in debt.

• Robin Hood : [He and Little John are dressed as Gypsy women]  Ooh-de-la-lay! Ooh-de-la-lay! Fortune tellers!

  Little John : Fortunes forecast! Lucky charms!

  Robin Hood : Catch the dope with your horoscope!

• Little John : [as Robin hums dreamily]  Hey, lover boy. How's that grub comin'? Man, I'm starved.

  [Robin continues humming] 

  Little John : Rob? Robin? Ro-BEAR? Hey!

  Robin Hood : Hmm? What? What do you say?

  Little John : Aw, forget it. Your mind's not on food. You're thinkin' about somebody with long eyelashes, and you're smellin' that sweet perfume.

  [sniffs smoke and starts coughing] 

  Robin Hood : Hey, whoa, it's boiling over!

  Little John : You're burning the chow!

  [takes the pot off the fire and fans it] 

  Robin Hood : Sorry, Johnny. Guess I was thinking about Maid Marian again. I can't help it. I love her, Johnny.

  Little John : Look, why don't you stop moonin' and mopin' around? - Just - Just marry the girl.

  Robin Hood : Marry her? You don't just walk up to a girl, hand her a bouquet and say, "Hey, remember me? We were kids together. Will you marry me?" No. It just isn't done that way.

  Little John : Aw, come on, Robbie. Climb the castle walls. Sweep her off her feet. Carry her off in style.

  Robin Hood : It's no use, Johnny. I've thought it all out, and... it just wouldn't work. Besides, what have I got to offer her?

  Little John : Well, for one thing, you can't cook.

  Robin Hood : I'm serious, Johnny. She's a highborn lady of quality.

  Little John : So she's got class? So what?

  Robin Hood : I'm an outlaw, that's what. That's no life for a lovely lady. Always on the run. What kind of a future is that?

  Friar Tuck : Oh, for heaven's sake, son. You're no outlaw. Why, someday you'll be called a great hero.

  Robin Hood : A hero? Do you hear that, Johnny? We've just been pardoned.

  Little John : That's a gas. We ain't even been arrested yet.

• Little John : [as Sir Reginald]  Ah, milord, the esteemed royal sovereign of the realm. The head man himself. You're beautiful.

  Prince John : Such savoir faire eclat elan, Hiss.

  Little John : You took the words right out of my mouth, P.J.

  Prince John : [Absolutely delighted]  P.J.! I like that, do you know I do! Hiss, put it on my luggage.

• Little John : The prince? Wait a minute. There's a law against robbing royalty. I'll catch you later.

• Friar Tuck : All right, laugh, you two rogues, but there's gonna be a big to-do in Nottingham.

  [tastes the stew and coughs] 

  Friar Tuck : Well done, ain't it? Old Prince John's having a championship archery tournament tomorrow.

  Little John : Archery tournament? Huh! Old Rob could win that standing on his head. Huh, Rob?

  Robin Hood : Thank you, Little John, but I'm sure we're not invited.

  Friar Tuck : No, but there's somebody who will be very disappointed if you don't come.

  Little John : Yeah, ol' Bushel Britches, the Honorable Sheriff of Nottingham.

  Friar Tuck : No, Maid Marian.

  Robin Hood : Maid Marian?

  Friar Tuck : Yeah. She's gonna give a kiss to the winner.

  [laughs] 

  Robin Hood : A kiss to the winner? Oodelaly! Come on, Johnny! What are we waiting for?

  Friar Tuck : Wait a minute, Rob. Hold it. That place will be crawling with soldiers.

  Robin Hood : Ah, but remember, faint hearts never won fair lady. Fear not, my friends.

  [he shoots an arrow, it ricochets off a washing tub; Robin then throws his hat in the air, where it is run through by the arrow and lands back on his head] 

  Robin Hood : This will be my greatest performance.

• Little John : [after sitting on Hiss]  Oh, excuse me, Buster.

  Hiss : Buster? You, sir, have taken my seat!

  Prince John : [laughs]  Hiss, with you around, who needs a court jester?

• Prince John : Stop! Executioner, stop! Hold your axe!

  Little John : [threatening him with a dagger]  Okay, big shot, now tell him to untie my buddy, or I'll.

  Prince John : Sheriff, release my buddy! I mean, release the prisoner!

  Sheriff of Nottingham : Untie the prisoner?

  Clucky : You heard what he said, bushel britches!

  Prince John : Sheriff, I make the rules! And since I'm head man.

  [to Little John] 

  Prince John : Not so hard, you mean thing.

  [back to the Sheriff] 

  Prince John : Let him go, for heaven sakes! Let him go!

• Robin Hood : [sees Maid Marian]  There she is, Little John. Isn't she beautiful?

  Little John : Cool it, loverboy! You're heart's running away with your head!

  Robin Hood : Ah, stop worrying. This disguise will fool my own mother.

  Little John : Yeah, but your mom ain't here. You gotta fool ol' Bushel Britches.

• Little John : I am Sir Reginald, Duke of Chutney. And don't stick your tongue out at me, kid.

• Little John : [singing]  All the world will sing of an English king a thousand years from now / And not because he's passed some law or had that lofty brow / While bonnie good King Richard leads the Great Crusade he's on / We'll all have to slave away for good for nothing, John / Incredible as he is inept / Whenever the history books are kept, they'll call him the Phony King of England.

  Friar Tuck : [singing]  A pox on the Phony King of England.

• Little John : Hey! Who's drivin' this flyin' umbrella?

• Friar Tuck : Little John? It can't be.

  Little John : [unchains Friar Tuck]  Shh. Quiet, we're busting out here.

  Friar Tuck : Thank God. My prayers have been answered.

• Little John : You know something, Robin? You're taking too many chances.

  Robin Hood : Chances? You must be joking! That was just a bit of a lark, Little John.

  Little John : Oh, yeah? Take a look at your hat. That's not a candle on a cake.

  Robin Hood : [regarding the arrow in his hat]  Hello! This one almost had my name on it, didn't it? They're getting better, you know. You've got to admit it! They are getting better.

  Little John : Yeah, the next thing you know, that sheriff will probably have a rope around our necks!

  [gags as he chokes himself] 

  Little John : Pretty hard to laugh hanging there, Rob!

  Robin Hood : The sheriff and his whole posse couldn't lift you off the ground.

• Little John : And now, your mightiness, allow me to lay some protocol on you.

  Prince John : Oh, no, forgive me, but I lose more jewels that way.

• Robin Hood : That's all of them. Get going!

  Little John : This ain't no hayride. Let's move it outta here. Ho!

  Friar Tuck : On to Sherwood Forest!

• Sheriff of Nottingham : [Little John is secretly holding a dagger on Prince John and demanding Robin Hood's release]  There's something funny going on around here.

  Little John : [whispering]  Now, P.J. tell my pal to kiss Maid Marian, or I've just found a new pincushion.

  [the Sheriff goes behind the throne and sees Little John] 

  Sheriff of Nottingham : Why, you!

  [tries to hit Little John with his sword, but misses. Little John lets go of Prince John and hits the Sheriff back] 

  Prince John : [shouts]  Kill him! Don't stand there, kill him!

• Little John : Ooh, what a main event this is! What a beautiful brawl!

• Little John - A Bear : Okay, little fireflies. Glow, babies. Glow.