Ringo: Do you have any vintage Coca Cola?
Ringo: Some of them even threw jelly babies in bags and they hurt like hailstones but they could have ripped me apart and I couldn't have cared less. What an audience! I could have played for them all night!
Ringo: He's great. Especially his poetry.
Ringo: Yeah; it's healty.
But aren't you embarrased be all the lunacy?
Ringo:No, it's crazy.
Ringo, why do you wear two rings on each hand?
Ringo: Because I can't fit them through my nose.
What do you think of Christine Keeler?
Ringo: She's a great comic.
Do you think it's wrong to set such a bad example to teenagers, smoking the way you do?
Ringo: It's better than being alcholics.
What started your practice of wearing four rings at once?
Ringo: Six got ot be too heavy.
Why do you think you get more fan mail than anyone else in the group?
Ringo: I dunno. I suppose it's because more people write me.
Do you date much?
Ringo: What are you doing tonight?
What do you miss most now that your fame prohibits your freedom?
Ringo: Going to the movies.
How do you like this welcome?
Ringo: So this is America. They all seem out of their minds.
Do you like fish and chips?
Ringo: Yes, but i like steak and chips better.
How tall are you?
Ringo: Two feet, nine inches.
How did you find America?
Ringo: We went to Greenland and made a left turn.
How do you keep your psychic balance?
Ringo: The important thing is not to get potty. There's four of us so, whenever one of us gets a little potty the other three bring him back to earth.
What do you think you've contributed to the musical field?
Ringo: Records.
How does it feel puttin on the whole world?
Ringo: We enjoy it.
Do you resent fans ripping up your sheets for souvenirs?
Ringo: No I don't mind. So long as I'm not in them while the ripping is going on.
Paul: I once knew a fellow on the Dingle who had two dad. He used to call them number one dad and two dad. Now apparently number one dad wasn't nice. He used to throw the boy on the fire- which can develope a lot of complexes in a young lad.
Ringo: I remember my uncle putting the red-hot poker on me, and that's no lie. He was trying to frighten me.
Paul: Tell me, Ringo, do all your relatives go around applying red-hot pokers to you?
John: It's the only way they can identify them.
Paul: You see, Ringo comes from a depressed area.
John: Some people call it the slums.
Ringo: No, the slums are further.
Ringo: [imitating Elvis' dancing] it's not true! it's not true!
Ringo: We've been wearing them for years.
Ringo: I could never understand him.
Ringo: None of us has quite grasped what it is all about yet. It's washing over our heads like a huge tidal wave. But we're young. Youth is on our side. And it's youth that matters right now. I don't care about politics, just people.
Ringo: The sun. I dind't know what it meant until I got there. But I am breathtaken to be back in England.
Ringo: That was us.
Ringo: Let's buy it!
Ringo: There's a woman in the United States who predicted the plane we were travelling on would crash. Now a lot of people would like to think we were scared into saying a prayer. What we did actually- we drank.
Ringo: How tall is she?
Ringo: Anytime you spell Beatle with and "a" in it, we get some money.
Ringo: I don't know. I just end up at them.
Paul: On tour we don't go out much. Ringo's always out though.
John: Ringo freelances.
Ringo: We get 2,000 letters a day.
Ringo: I'm hung up on hamburgers.
Ringo: The only time it bothers us is when they get us to the floor and really mangle us.
Ringo: A haridresser.
Ringo: The real Santa Claus.
Ringo: Hello, fellas.
Ringo: Still eating.
Ringo: Sometimes I try to figure that out too.
Ringo: We burry it.
Ringo: What else is there to do?
Paul: From Napolen. And Julius Ceaser too. We cut it anytime we feel like it.
Ringo: We may do it now.
Ringo: What d'you mean? We got them yesterday.
Ringo: The atom bobm. We've already got dandruff.
Paul: In Febuaray.
George: We have no story for it yet.
Ringo: We have no story for it yet.
John: We have no actors for it yet.
Ringo: It would be joyous.