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Quotes from Gay Purr-ee (1962)

10 quotes
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Jean Tom: Oh, it's such a big ocean, Robespierre... Bigger than the whole world...
Robespierre: You gotta look at it differently, Jean Tom. Why, it's only little drops...

Paul Frees
Meowrice: [singing] When teacher can't teach you, and preacher can't preach you, when agents can't reach you... the money cat can! The money cat knows where the money tree grows!

Paul Frees
Meowrice: As they say, evil is the root of all money... money trees, that is! Big, green money trees.

Paul Frees
Meowrice: Boys, if you ever marry, marry for love... of money.

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Robespierre: [barely wakes up] Good morning, Jean Tom. Nighty night.
[falls asleep]

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Robespierre: Jean Tom, do we have to keep doing this? I think we should stop. We could get killed on this track!
Jean Tom: But I'm not going to stop until I find Mewsette.
Robespierre: Fine. You look for Mewsette. I'm gonna look for trains.

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Robespierre: Mewsette's gone.
Jean Tom: What do you mean Mewsette's gone?
Robespierre: She just got on a carriage.
Jean Tom: Carriage? What carriage?
Robespierre: The one that took her to Paris.
Jean Tom: Why did she go to Paris?
Robespierre: All felines go to Paris, I guess.

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Robespierre: Why don't you go to Paris? Then you can drink "sham-pahg-nee" and eat "sham-pig-nons" and "champs ulysses"...

Paul Frees
Bartender: What'll ya have?
Jean Tom: Er, uh... milk.
Bartender: Uh... milk?
Robespierre: No, no, no! C'mon Jean Tom, let's live it up! STRAIGHT CREAM!
Meowrice: No, no, no, Robespierre. Here we have a little something called champagne.

Judy Garland
Jeanette: [to her sister] But darling, think of Paris! Lovely, gay Paris! Have you forgotten the sidewalk cafés and how we sipped champagne?
Mewsette: Champagne? That must be what they call catnip in Paris. How nice!
Jeanette: ...the button champignons sautéed in butter with tiny shreds of herbs...
Mewsette: I know what they are - mushrooms! And delicious, too!
Jeanette: And oh, my dear, the Champs-Elysées!
Mewsette: Champs-Elysées? I wonder what they taste like.