The Monkees (1966–1968)
Peter: Cross at the green, not in between!
Davy: He's been out in the sun too long.
Micky: He was no bargain in the shade.
Peter: Oh no, foot prints! Someone else is on this island!
Micky: Oh don't worry, those are ours, we don't have a larger set so we had to use the same one twice.
Mike: Welcome to Swineville, Peter, a happy, sleepy, little hillbilly town where seemingly innocent, nice, naive people turn just like that
Mike: to a vengeful, hateful mob!
Peter: How do you know that?
Mike: Because these are my people.
[Entering a spooky mansion]
Mike: Well, uh, it's a little gloomy, but we could probably work wonders with just a few geraniums.
Micky: Uh-huh. YOU decorate. I'M leaving!
Davy: What's in the morning paper, Peter?
Peter: Oh, "Li'l Abner," "Peanuts"... Oh, say, this is funny!
Peter: This big guy hits the little guy with a club, and the little guy hits the big guy in the jaw!
[laughs some more]
Davy: What comic strip is that?
Peter: What, comic strip? This is the editorial page.
Mike: Ooh! So, uh... That's, uh... That's what
Mike: is all about.
Davy: It's pretty scary.
Micky: You know what's even more scary?
Micky: You can't say
Micky: on television.
Peter: [as the rigged blimp carrying the muscle man floats away] Well, there he goes.
Davy: Yeah, where's that uh der-uh... der-uh blimp headed for?
Peter: [almost comically] Bayonne, New Jersey.
Davy: Bayon-Bayonne, New Jer-? You know, I used to have a girlfriend in Bayonne, New Jersey.
Peter: Anything like the Secaucus girls?
Davy: [nonchalantly] No, I don't know, her name was MaryAnn.