History of the World: Part I Quotes

  • Auctioneer: What country are you from?

    Josephus: Ethiopia.

    Auctioneer: What part?

    Josephus: 125th Street!

  • Count de Monet: Don't get saucy with me, Bearnaise!

  • Dole Office Clerk: Occupation?

    Comicus: Stand-up philosopher.

    Dole Office Clerk: What?

    Comicus: Stand-up philosopher. I coalesce the vapors of human experience into a viable and meaningful comprehension.

    Dole Office Clerk: Oh, a *bullshit* artist!

    Comicus: *Grumble*...

    Dole Office Clerk: Did you bullshit last week?

    Comicus: No.

    Dole Office Clerk: Did you *try* to bullshit last week?

    Comicus: Yes!

  • Jew #1: I was sittin' flickin' chickens / And I'm looking through the pickins' / When suddenly these goys break down my walls / I didn't even know them / And they grab me by the scrotum / And they started playing ping-pong with my balls / Oy the agony / Oh the shame / To make your privates public for a game!

  • [Rimbaud's father has been thrown in prison for making an offhand remark at a party]

    King Louis XVI: What did he say?

    Mademoiselle Rimbaud: He said, "The poor ain't so bad."

    King Louis XVI: [shocked] "The poor ain't so bad?" Huh, you're lucky he's still alive!

  • [while disguised as King Louis, Jacques agrees to release Mademoiselle Rimbaud's father]

    Jacques: [searching the forms in Louis's desk] Execution, Execution, Execution, Execution, Execution... tough guy.

  • Jacques: Don't cry, my dear. I may not have been born a king, or lived like a king. But at least I can die like a king!

    [He strides to the guillotine with dignity]

    Citizen Official: Your Majesty, do you require a blindfold?

    Jacques: None!

    Citizen Official: Have you any last request?

    Jacques: None!

    Citizen Official: Test the guillotine!

    [Another executioner triggers the guillotine; the blade comes down and chops the head off a wooden dummy]

    Jacques: *Holy shit!* Uh, wait! Wait! Last request! I have a last request!

    Citizen Official: What is your last request?

    Jacques: Novocaine!

    [the Official confers with the Executioner]

    Citizen Official: There is no such thing known to medical science!

    Jacques: I'll wait!

  • King Louis XVI: Ah, now there's a naughty bit o' crumpet!

  • Jew #2: I was sitting in a temple / I was minding my own business / I was listening to a lovely Hebrew mass / Then these papist persons plunge in / And they throw me in the dungeon / And they shove a red-hot poker up my ass / Is that considerate? / Is that polite? / And not a tube of Preparation-H in sight!

  • Count de Monet: Where is the King?

    Gerard: Playing chess.

    Bearnaise: Chess! I hate chess!

  • Bearnaise: Pardon! Pardon! Pardon!

    Count de Monet: Yes?

    Bearnaise: You are pissing on my shoe.

    Count de Monet: [grinning] Sorry...

  • Empress Nympho: Bob?

    Bob: Yes, Your Highness?

    Empress Nympho: Oh, Bob, do I have any openings that this man might fit?

    Crowd: Whooooaaaaaaa!

    Bob: Well, we could use another wine steward.

    Josephus: I got a great corkscrew!

    Crowd: Whoooaaaaaaa!

    Josephus: Damn, this a hip crowd!

  • Marcus Vindictus: Don't you know your right flank from your left flank?

    Captain Mucus: I'm sorry sir, I flunked flank.

    Marcus Vindictus: You flunked flank? Get the flunk out of here!

  • Oedipus: [walking around collecting donations] Give to Oedipus! Give to Oedipus! Hey, Josephus!

    Josephus: Hey, motherfucker!

  • Swiftus: Oh, you are nuts. N-V-T-S, nuts!

  • Madame DeFarge: We are so poor, we do not even have a language! Just this stupid accent!

    Fellow Revolutionist: She's right, she's right! We all talk like Maurice Chevalier!

    [impersonates the Chevalier laugh]

    Fellow Revolutionist: Au-haw-haw.

    Crowd: Au-haw-haw.

  • Empress Nympho: [to her litter bearers] Could you *please* step on the same foot at the same time! My tits are falling off!

  • Empress Nympho: Virgins, put on your "no entry" signs! We are about to confront... guys!

  • Narrator: And of course, with the birth of the artist came the inevitable afterbirth... the critic.

  • Marcus Vindictus: Oh Nympho, I would do anything to gain your favor. How can I catch you? How can ensnare you? What bait must I use to catch your love? I am your servant!

    Empress Nympho: Ah, but the servant waits, while the *master* baits!

  • Comicus: Have you heard of this new sect, the Christians? They are a laugh riot! First of all, they are so poor...

    Swiftus: How poor are they?

    Comicus: Thank you! They are so poor... that they only have *one* God!

    [drumbeat, everyone laughs]

    Comicus: But we Romans are rich. We've got a lot of gods. We've got a god for everything. The only thing we don't have a god for is premature ejaculation... but I hear that's coming quickly.

  • [Condemned for offending Emperor Caesar with his stand-up routine]

    Comicus: Boy, when you die at the palace, you really DIE at the palace!

  • Count de Monet: It is said that the people are revolting.

    King Louis XVI: You said it! They stink on ice!

  • Plumbing Salesman: Yes, citizens, plumbing! It's the latest invention to hit Rome! It moves water from one place to another! It's astounding, it's amazing! Get on the bandwagon! Pipe the shit right out of your house!

  • Leader of Senate: All fellow members of the Roman senate hear me. Shall we continue to build palace after palace for the rich? Or shall we aspire to a more noble purpose and build decent housing for the poor? How does the senate vote?

    Entire Senate: FUCK THE POOR!

  • Count de Monet: Your Majesty, you look like the piss-boy!

    King Louis XVI: And you look like a bucket of shit!

  • Insolent Flunky: Count Da Money!

    Count de Monet: De Monet! Say it... Mo - nay! Say it with me, Mo - nay!

  • Dole Office Clerk: Occupation?

    Gladiator - The Roman Empire: Gladiator.

    Dole Office Clerk: Did you kill last week?

    Gladiator - The Roman Empire: No.

    Dole Office Clerk: Did you try to kill last week?

    Gladiator - The Roman Empire: Yeah.

    Dole Office Clerk: Now, listen, this is your last week of unemployment insurance. Either you kill somebody next week or we're going to have to change your status, got it?

  • Miriam: Miracle! Oh, what a beautiful name! What's yours?

    Comicus: Miracle... uh, Comicus. I'm a stand-up philosopher.

    Miriam: Oh, I'm Miriam. I'm a Vestal Virgin.

    Comicus: I'm really sorry to hear that!

  • Narrator: See: Hitler on Ice!

  • Chief Monk: Torquemada - do not beg him for mercy. Torquemada - do not ask him for forgiveness. Let's face it - you can't Torquemada anything!

  • Dole Office Clerk: I'm sorry, I'm on my wine break.

  • Emperor Nero: Here, wash this!

  • King Louis XVI: [sniffs cocaine into each nostril] Everything's so green.

  • Bearnaise: I don't like your cuffs!... I don't like your cuffs! I don't like your cuffs! A man's cuffs should be even with the tip of his 'pee-pee'. Yours are all the way down to your balls!

    Count de Monet: At least I have them!

    Bearnaise: Bitch!

  • Monsieur Rimbaud: [falls flat on face] What fool put a carpet on the wall?

  • Marcus Vindictus: ...There he is! Seize him!

    Josephus: [grabs crotch] Seize *this*, honkus!

    Comicus: [confidentially] NO! Don't ever say that to the Fuzz!

    Marcus Vindictus: Arrest him!

    [His troops grab Josephus]

    Marcus Vindictus: Do you know the punishment for a slave who strikes a Roman citizen?

    [onlookers raise their hands]

    Marcus Vindictus: Okay... You had your hand up first.

    1st Onlooker: Death by torture!

    Marcus Vindictus: No. You?

    1st Onlooker: Crucifixion!

    Marcus Vindictus: Wrong. You?

    2nd Onlooker: Crucifixion!

    3rd Onlooker: They shove a living snake up your ass!

    Marcus Vindictus: Uh, no. But that's very creative.

  • King Louis XVI: Knight jumps queen! Bishop jumps queen! Pawns jump queen! *Gangbang*!

  • Poppinjay: [muffled in to megaphone] Pawn threatens bishop!

    King Louis XVI: What the hell did you say?

    Poppinjay: [turning to King Louis XVI without removing the megaphone] Pawn threatens bishop!

  • Judas: No, No! Leave us alone!

    Comicus: All right, all right! Jesus!

    Jesus: Yes?

    Comicus: What?

    Jesus: What?

    Comicus: What?

    Jesus: Yes?

    Comicus: Jesus!

    Jesus: Yes?

    Comicus: What?

    Jesus: What?

    Comicus: You said what.

    Jesus: Yes?

    Comicus: Nothing.

  • Moses: The Lord, the Lord Jehovah has given unto you these fifteen...

    [drops one of the tablets]

    Moses: Oy! Ten! Ten commandments for all to obey!

  • Jaques: Josephus! How did you get here from the Roman Empire?

    Josephus: Don't be square, mon cher! Movies is magic!

  • Josephus: Not to worry, not to worry... we are now armed with *mighty joint!*

  • Mademoiselle Rimbaud: Your Majesty! I was raised in a convent. I don't indulge in pleasures of the flesh.

    King Louis XVI: You don't put out, he don't get out.

    Mademoiselle Rimbaud: Your Majesty, I simply don't do it.

    King Louis XVI: Come on, you do it. You love to do it. We all do it. You do it...

    Mademoiselle Rimbaud: No, I don't!

    King Louis XVI: I do it, I love to do it. I just did it and I'm ready to do it again, don't tell me you don't do it!

  • Josephus: [pouring the Empress some wine] Say when.

    Empress Nympho: [she looks him up and down] 8:30.

  • King Louis XVI: Ah, the Count Da Money!

    Count de Monet: It's "De Mon... "

    King Louis XVI: DON'T correct me!

  • Madame DeFarge: We, the people of France...

    Fellow Revolutionist: Fraunce.

    Madame DeFarge: Fraunce...

  • Comicus: I'm fighting with cardboard!

  • Captain Mucus: [stoned] You men go northwest! You men go southwest! I'm gonna walk around right here in a circle.

  • Chemist: What are you looking for?

    Marcus Vindictus: A pack of Trojans!

    Chemist: Gee, I just ran out!

  • Marcus Vindictus: [lifts sword] Goodbye, head!

    Comicus: [grabs Marcus's sword arm] Hello, balls!

    [kicks Marcus in the groin]

  • King Louis XVI: It's good to be the king.

  • [as Marcus approaches the Emperor's throne in triumph]

    Court Spokesman: [whispering in his ear] Remember, thou art mortal! Remember, thou art mortal! Remember, thou art mortal! Remember, thou...

    Marcus Vindictus: [whispering] Oh, blow it out your ass!

  • [while Josephus is hiding among the eunuchs, Caladonia dances erotically in front of them to test them]

    Marcus Vindictus: He's a eunuch.

    Captain Mucus: Mmm-hmm.

    [she moves to another one, dancing harder]

    Marcus Vindictus: *He's* a eunuch.

    Captain Mucus: Mmm-hmm.

    [she moves to a third one, dancing even harder]

    Marcus Vindictus: He's *dead!*

    Captain Mucus: Hmm.

  • Marcus Vindictus: Oh, Caesar. I've spread civilization to the farthest reaches of the Empire! I've conquered and subdued the barbaric hordes in the name of Rome! I've penetrated into the farthest...

    Emperor Nero: What's under the sheet?

    Marcus Vindictus: Sheet?

    Emperor Nero: SHEET!

    Marcus Vindictus: Oh! Oh, the sheet! Yes, to begin with, Number One, a beautiful, hand-carved, alabaster...

    [whips off the sheet]

    Marcus Vindictus: Bathing basin!

    Emperor Nero: Nice. Nice. Not thrilling, but nice.

  • [Comicus escapes by kicking Marcus in the groin]

    Captain Mucus: Commander, what happened? Where are they?

    Marcus Vindictus: [high-pitched voice] Get the horses! Get the chariots! Get the men!

    Captain Mucus: Onward!

    [the soldiers start to run, but Marcus stops him]

    Marcus Vindictus: Get me an ice pack! Hurry!

  • Miriam: We've got to get out of Rome!

    Josephus: But how? The streets are crawling with soldiers! See?

    [they look down and see soldiers crawling, literally, across the street]

  • Count de Monet: [to the piss boy] Wait for the shake!

  • [hawking in the Forum]

    Column Salesman: Columns, columns! Get your columns here! Ionic, Doric, Corinthian! Put a few columns in front, turn any hovel into a showplace! Columns...! Sir, don't touch the merchandise! All right now, columns, columns!

  • Stoned Soldier: Do you care if it falls?

    Stoned Soldier: What?

    Stoned Soldier: The Roman Empire?

    Stoned Soldier: [laughs] Fuck it!

  • Torquemada: [singing] I asked 'em nicely! I said pretty please! They wouldn't convert, so I'll bang on their knees!

  • Marcus Vindictus: The rest of you will run with Mucas!

    [all soldiers start muttering 'ewwww']

  • Chief Monk: Torquemada... do not implore him for compassion.Torquemada... do not beg him for forgiveness.Torquemada... do not ask him for mercy.Let's face it,you can't Torquemada anything!

  • Marcus Vindictus: Caladonia! Let's make their big head so hard!

  • Marcus Vindictus: [When a feather on Josephus' fan rises depicting an erection] The jig is up!

    Josephus: And gone!

  • Jacques: [about to be executed in Louis's place] Please, please believe me, I'm not the king!

    Crowd: BULLSHIT!

    Jacques: This is a very hard crowd!

  • Bob: Move that miserable piece of SHIT!

  • Josephus: You're the first white person I even *considered* liking.

  • Entrepreneur - The Roman Empire: I'm very excited about it. It's a new concept. It's called a centerfold.

  • Soothsayer - The Roman Empire: Sooth! Soothsaying! Get your sooth said right here. I can tell the future. You, sir! For a wee fee of two drachmas, I can tell you your future. Yes, yes, I see... I see... I see that you are going on a long journey. Yes. You, sir, are going to Rome.

    Roman Citizen - The Roman Empire: But I am in Rome.

    Soothsayer - The Roman Empire: Do I lie? Sooth, sooth! We give great sooth!