Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly
A girl with kaleidoscope eyes
Cellophane flowers of yellow and green
Towering over your head
Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes and she's gone
Lucy in the sky with diamonds Lucyin the sky with diamonds
Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain
Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies
Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers
That grow so incredibly high
Newspaper taxis appear on the shore
Waiting to take you away
Climb in the back with your head in the clouds and you're gone
Picture yourself on a train in a station
With Plasticine porters with looking-glass ties
Suddenly someone is there at the turnstile
The girl with kaleidoscope eyes
Carry on, lad, carry on.
Certainly was carrying on.
I feel a draft.
We must be near the Sea of Holes.
Don't you think we should ask somebody for directions?
Excuse us...
Can you tell us the way to Pepperland?
Thanks.
Gosh, look at all this dust!
Where did it come from?
A chemical error and quite imprecise.
- This is a condiment... - Condi... - A spice.
- He's right, you know. It's pepper. - Pepper?
Pepper.
John?
Paul?
George?
Is anybody home?
- Where are we? - A holey sea.
This place reminds me of Blackburn, Lancashire.
Oh, boy...
How many do you think there are in all?
Enough to fill the Albert Hall.
Didn't Old Fred mention something about the Sea of Holes...
...just before the Sea of Green?
- Yeah. Through one of them slots must be the Sea of Green.
But which? Which one?
Thesis, antithesis,
synthesis,
causes of causal causation.
Hey, Jeremy...
...what do you know about holes?
There are simply no holes in my education.
You mean you haven't composed a hole book?
Great. What shall we do?
Be empirical. Look.
The booby's making more and more sense.
It's getting better all the time.
Great. Come on, let's all look for the Sea of Green.
The Sea of Holes...
...into the Sea of Green.
Hi.
Hydrolate,
verdant chrysodine.
I think we're near the Sea of Green.
I've got a hole in my pocket.
Where's Jeremy?
He was over there.
- He's not here now. - He must have jumped ship, then.
He wouldn't do that. He's our friend.
Booby, Jeremy, Hillary,
where are you?
Sea of Green... Sea of Green... Sea of Green...
Pepperland!
A bit salty around the edges.
- Looks all dingy. - And drab.
And quiet.
Safe at last.
And none the worse for our adventures.
Reminiscent in many ways of the late Mr. Ulysses.
There's an eye in the apples.
There she blows!
Lord Mayor, sir...
I've made it, I'm back.
- Who's this? - Our Lord Mayor.
He's been bonked.
Lord Mayor, sir... unbonk yourself.
Even a little snatch of a tune might get him up again.
All right, let's sing.
Have you got time to rectify, time to rectify...
Do I hear music?
Do I see...
...young Fred?
You do, Lord Mayor.
Bless my metronome.
And did you bring help?
Yes, yes. Look!
Holy pizzicato, Young Fred!
It's quite uncanny,
...your faces...
We're quite cute, really.
You could pass for the originals.
We are the originals.
No, no... Sgt. Pepper's...
...Lonely Hearts Club Band.
They couldn't be much with a name like that.
Sergeant Pepper?
You could impersonate them and rally the land to rebellion.
Where are your instruments?
Lost in the Monstrous Sea.
Sea of Monsters. We'll get other instruments, Lord Mayor.
Not a chance. The Meanies captured
everything that maketh music.
They hate music that much, do they?
They shrink at the very sound.
Okay, you guys. It's shrinking time in Pepperland.
He reminds me of my old English teacher!
Look, if you must shout, shout quietly.
What do we do?
Coagulate with the crowd.
Cut-outs at the ready? Then let's cut out.
What a grand bandstand.
That's where the gear's kept. Come on. Cavey, cavey.
All right, the coast is clear.
Now's our chance.
- But how'll we get over...? - Easy. Follow me.
A-ha! You fools!
It's not very light in here, is it?
Shh! Keep the noise down.
- Look what I found. - It's their uniforms.
- Nice bit of gear, that. - They'll look great on, eh?
- Dey will, won't dey? - Won't dey, dough.
- How do I look? - Groovy.
How about me?
Bad scene, lads. We're surrounded.
Oh, heck.
A million billion Meanies.
They're coming this way.
Hide!
- Do you think they heard us? - I hope not.
- What did you say? - Shh!
Good plan.
Look. They're all asleep.
They look cute when they're asleep.
- Almost human. - Come on. Let's get out of here.
On tiptoe.
- Tiptoe through the Meanies... - Shh!
Let's exude.
Relax, lads. Not a Meanie in sight.
- Not even a teeny Meanie. - Not even a teeny-weeny Meanie..
Look. Breakfast.
I'm dying for a bit of brekky.
Look out.
Sound off, one, two, three, - four...
- One, two, three... - Four...
- One, two, three, four... - Five.
Five?
Sound off,
...one, two, three... - Four.
- One, two, three... - Four.
- One, two,... - Three.
- Three? - Two.
- Two? - One.
One?
Are you Bluish?
You don't look Bluish.
Run for it.
Right, men. We've made it.
- Instruments at the ready. - Okay,
...on the beat. A-one, a-two, a-three,
...a-four, a-five, a-six...
Can't you make it three?
All right. On the beat of three...
A-one, a-two, a-three...
It was twenty years ago today, Sgt. Pepper taught the band to play
They've been going in and out of style, But they're guaranteed to raise a smile
So may I introduce to you, The act you've known for all these years
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band!
We're Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band
We hope you will enjoy the show
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band
Sit back and let the evening go
It's wonderful to be here, it's certainly a thrill
You're such a lovely audience, we'd like to take you home with us
We'd love to take you home
I don't really wanna stop the show, But I thought you might like to know
That the singer's gonna sing a song, And he wants you all to sing along
So let me introduce to you, The one and only Billy Shears
Billy!
Shears!
What would you think if I sang out of tune?
Would you stand up and walk out on me?
Lend me your ears and I'll sing you a song
And I'll try not to sing out of key
The hills are alive...
...with the sound of music.
Who is responsible for this?
Rimsky-Korsakov?
Guy Lombardo?
My...
...dear...
...friend...
Let us not forget...
...that heaven...
...is blue.
Tomorrow, the world!
Bring...
...in my...
...Bloober!
Who?
- Who? - Who?
Who?
- Who? - Who?
Here you are,
my little Glovey-dovey.
Go get thee hence...
and destroy yon upstarts.
Smash them! Squash them!
Crash them!
Oblue-terate them!
Here, your Blueness, have some nasty medicine.
The Glove, the Glove, the Glove!
- Glove? - Glove?
Glove?
He's a clever lad, isn't he?
Open your mouth, it won't hurt.
John, you haven't half got a big mouth, haven't you?
It's easy. All you need is love.
Love, love, love
There's nothing you can do that can't be done
Nothing you can sing that can't be sung
Nothing you can say but you can learn how to play the game
It's easy
All you need is love
All you need is love, love, Love is all you need
Nothing you can know that isn't known, Nothing you can see that isn't shown
There's nowhere you can be that isn't where you're meant to be
It's easy
Go, Glove,
...lovely Glove.
You took the words right out of my mouth, John.
Hey, wait, and watch.
It's all in the mind, you know?
NO
NOW
KNOW
Hey, that's a funny place to leave a goldfish bowl.
In Pepperland, all things are possible.
- It's not a goldfish bowl. - Just a big glass bowl, then.
- It's blue glass. - It must be from Kentucky.
- There's something inside. - Four fellas.
- What are they doing there? They're not having a ball,
that's for sure.
- It can't be. - It's us.
- But we're here. - It's Sgt. Pepper's... Lonely... - Hearts Club... Band.
The resemblance is truly striking.
If I could come in here, I think the theory put forward by Einstein
could well be applied here.
The people in the ball are obviously extensions of our own personalities,...
suspended, as it were, in time,
frozen in space, according to the now famous Theory of Relativity,
- which, briefly explained... - John.
is simply a matter of taking two eggs... - John.
...beating lightly and adding a little salt and pepper to taste... -JOHN!
- George. - How do we get them out?
- Break the glass. - We can't.
- It's Beatle-proof. - Nothing is Beatle-proof.
Have you got your drumsticks with you? A drum break might shatter it.
- No, I haven't. - Have a look in your pocket.
I've got a hole in my pocket.
I wonder if...
Yeah, it still works.
We take back all we said...
You're a genius, a sheer genius.
I know, I know, I know.
- Like coloured telly. - Like crystal.
They're decanting.
Hello, brother.
Yeah, without a doubt.
We're the spitting image of each other.
Golly, yeah.
I'm led to believe that you're an extension of my personality.
Yes, I'm the alter-ego man...
And I'm the ego man, goo goo, g'joob.
I'm glad you asked me that. Because as a matter of fact... there's a war on.
Then, brothers in war, to the skirmish must we hence.
- Shall we hence? - Let's not waste time sitting on the hence.
Beatles to battle. Charge!
- We're surrounded. - Nice dog, though.
Sheepdog... standing in the rain
Bullfrog... doing it again
Some kind of happiness is measured out in miles
What makes you think you're something special when you smile?
Childlike... no-one understands
Jacknife... in your sweaty hands
Some kind of innocence is measured out in years
You don't know what it's like to listen to your fears
You can talk to me, You can talk to me
You can talk to me... if you're lonely you can talk to me
Big man... walking in the park
Wigwam... frightened of the dark
Some kind of solitude is measured out in you
You think you know me but you haven't got a clue
You can talk to me, You can talk to me
You can talk to me... if you're lonely you can talk to me
Hey, bulldog
What do you say? Sing it.
Do you know any more?
Play it!
Hey, bulldog
Jeremy, can it be you?
Can it be me?
I think you'd better inquire of the guards,
for when I was captured, they took all my cards.
Shh, that's enough, Jeremy.
The whole world's being attacked.
What do you want me to do?
Do you recommend fisticuffs versus the guard?
Oh, guard!
Blue Meanio!
Left to the nostril...
...right uppercut, right to the eyebrow, left to the gut.
Jeremy!
Come on, Ringo.
Get back! Get back!
Once more unto the breach, dear Meanies!
You're advancing the wrong way!
Retreat backwards!
Get back there now!
My kingdom for a horse!
I think I'll tear him up into little pieces.
He does, does he?
I think I'll make a blueburger out of him.
Ha-ha, I don't care what you think.
You don't, eh?
We'll soon see about that.
He does in truth seem quite annoyed.
some reference material before I'm destroyed.
Where ground is soft most often grows...
Arise, arise, arouse, a rose.
A rosy nose?
Speak your last piece!
Peace, peace, supplant the doom and the gloom...
...Turn off what is sour...
turn into a flower and bloom.
Ha-ha, bloom, ha-ha,
bloom, bloom, bloom...
Stop it!
First time I saw that Nowhere Man, that nobody,
that nobody, I knew he was somebody.
You're right.
Hello there, blue people!
Won't you join us? Buck up...
and otherwise go mingle.
- What do you say? - Max?
Max...
Your Blue...
I mean, your Newness!
It's no longer a blue world, Max.
Where could we go?
Argentina?
Are you with us?
Will you join?
Shall we?
- No! - AAARRRGHHHH!!!
Yes, your Newness!
Yes...
...Max. Yes!
Engenders embracing and chasing of blues!
The very best word for the whole world to use!
Yes, let us mix, Max.
I've never admitted it before, but my cousin is the Bluebird of Happiness.
It's all too much
When I look into your eyes, Your love is there for me
And the more I go inside, the more there is to see
It's all too much forme to take
The love that's shining all aroundhere
All the world is birthday cake, So take a piece but not too much
Nice to have the time to take this opportunity
Time for me to look at you, and you to look at me
It's all too much for me to see
The love that's shining all around you
Everywhere, it's what you make For us to take
It's all too much
It's too much
- Catchy tune, that. - I can't seem to get it out of my head.
- Then shake it. - That's what we've been doing all night.
- Yeah, it was a great party. - And we brought back lots of lovely souvenirs.
Here is the motor.
I've got a little love.
And I've got a hole in my pocket.
A hole? Half a hole, anyway.
I gave the rest to Jeremy.
What can he do with half a hole?
Fix it to keep his mind from wandering.
Look at John, will you?
What's the matter, John? Blue Meanies?
Newer and bluer Meanies have been sighted...
within the vicinity of this theatre. There's only one way to go out.
- How's that? - Singing.
One... two...
three... four
All togethernow...
1, 2, 3, 4...
Can I have a little more?
5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10
I love you
A, B, C, D
Can I bring a friend for tea?
E, F, G, H, I, J
I love you
Sail the ship
Chop the tree
Skip the rope
Look at me
All together now... All together now...
English subtitles - 2 cd version by: cosmefulanito76@hotmail.com - 8/4/2005