Top 50 Quotes From Easy Rider

Stranger on the Highway: I sometimes say it all day.
Billy: Really? You say it all day?
Stranger on the Highway: We don't have much longer, we'll be there soon.

Mime: You shall hear this! Evil eye on this place! A double whammy for all of you.

Billy: I just want to know where you're from.
Stranger on the highway: The city.
Billy: You're from the city?
Stranger on the highway: It doesn't make any difference what city, all cities are alike. That's why I'm out here now.
Billy: That's why you're out here now? Why?
Stranger on the highway: Cause I'm *from* the city; a long *way* from the city, and that's where I wanna be right now.

Captain: I'm hip about time.

Deputy: Whatcha think we oughta do with them?
Cat: I don't never know. But I don't think they'll make the parish line.

Billy: [smoking joints at a campfire in the middle of nowhere] I'm goin' down to Mardi Gras, I'm gonna git me a Mardi Gras Queen. Yeah, oh, man, wow, Mardi, that's gonna be the weirdest trip, you know. You know what we ought to do, man? First thing, man, go and get us a groovy dinner. Yeah, break out some of that cash, man.
[dog barks - Billy barks back]
Billy: Out here in the wilderness, fightin' Indians and Cowboys on every side. What's the matter? You zoned? What? You're really zoned, huh?
Captain: No, I'm just, kinda tired, man.
Billy: You're pullin' inside, man. You're gettin' a little distance, tonight. You're gettin' a little distance, man.
Captain: Yeah. Well, I'm just - gettin' my thing together.

Captain: [reading inscription] If god did not exist it would be necessary to invent him.
Billy: That's a humdinger!

Billy: Where ya from man?
Stranger on the Highway: Hard to say.

Captain: Did you ever wanna be somebody else?
Stranger on the Highway: I'd like to try Porky Pig.
Captain: I never wanted to be anybody else.

Lisa: I guess nobody else here is interested, but, I would sure like to meet your friend.
Stranger on the Highway: I bet you'd like to do more than that.
Lisa: I think he's beautiful.

Billy: You must be some important dude, man. Like, that treatment...
George: Dude? What does he mean, dude? Dude ranch?
Billy: Dude!
Captain: Hell no. Dude means - nice guy, you know. Dude means: regular sort of person.
George: Well, you boys don't look like you're from this part of the country.

Captain: I keep seeing things jumping all over the place.

George: [waking up, finding himself in jail] I know, what did I do now? Oh, what am I gonna do now? Oh, my head. Alright, now, George, what are you gonna do now? I mean, you promised these people, now. You promised these people and you promised these people.

Captain: Have you got a helmet?
George: Oh, I've got a helmet.
[laughs boisterously]
George: I got a beauty!

Billy: There's nothin' but sand, man. They're not gonna make it, man. They ain't gonna grow anything here.
Captain: They're gonna make it. Dig. They're gonna make it.

George: I mean, it's real hard to be free when you are bought and sold in the marketplace.

George: [holding up a business card] The governor of Louisiana gave me this. Madame Tinkertoy's House of Blue Lights, corner of Bourbon and Toulouse, New Orleans, Louisiana. Now, this is supposed to be the finest whorehouse in the south. These ain't no pork chops! These are U.S. PRIME!

George: That was a - UFO beamin' back at ya. Me and Eric Heisman was down in Mexico two weeks ago, we seen 40 of 'em flyin' in formation. They - they -they've got bases all over the world now, you know. They've been comin' here ever since 1946, when the scientists first started bouncin' radar beams off of the moon. And they have been livin' and workin' among us, in vast quantities, ever since. The government knows all about 'em.
Billy: What are you talkin', man?
George: Well, you just seen one of 'em, didn't ye?
Billy: Hey, man, I saw somethin', man; but, I didn't see 'em workin' here. You know what I mean?
George: Well, they are people just like us. From within our own solar system. Except that their society is more highly evolved. I mean, they don't have no wars, they got no monetary system, they don't have any leaders; because, I mean, each man is a leader. I mean, each man - because of their technology, they are able to feed, clothe, house, and transport themselves equally and with no effort.
Captain: Wow!
Billy: Well, you know something, man, I think, you want to know what I think? I think this is a crackpot idea! That's what I think. How 'bout that? How 'bout a little of that? I think it's a crackpot idea! I mean, if they're so smart, why don't they just reveal themselves to us, huh, and get it over with?
George: Why don't they reveal themselves to us - is because if they did, it would cause a general panic. Now, I mean, we still have leaders upon whom we rely for the release of this information. These leaders - have decided to repress this information because of the tremendous shock that it would cause to our antiquated systems. Now, the result of this has been that the Venutians have contacted people at all walks of life, all walks of life -
[laughs]
George: Yes! It would be a devastin' blow to our antiquated systems. So, now Venutians are mating with people in all walks of life in an advisory capacity. For once, man will have a god-like control over his own destiny. He will have a chance to transcend and to evolve with some equality for all.
Captain: How was your joint, George?

Rancher: Turn that thing off, you're makin' my horse skittish. That chopper's a good lookin' machine.
Captain: Yeah.

George: See there, twenty-five dollars. Not too bad. No razor blade, you know what I mean.
Captain: Very groovy, George. Thank you.
George: Very groovy. Very groovy.
[to policemen Bob and Pat]
George: See there. I bet nobody ever said that to you!

George: You know, I must've started off to Mardi Gras six or seven times. Never got further than the state line.

Captain: You gotta room? Hey man! You gotta room?
Billy: [after being flaked off by a motel manager] You asshole!

Billy: Hey, man! We've done it! We've done it! We're rich, Wyatt. Yeah, man. Yeah. Say, we did it, man. We did it! We did it. We're rich, man! We're retirin' in Florida now, mister.
Captain: You know Billy, we blew it.

Captain: Do this instead.
George: Oh, no thanks. I got some store bought right over here on my own.
Captain: No, man. This is grass!
George: You mean marijuana?
Captain: Yeah.
George: Lord have mercy, is that what that is?

Billy: Weirdo hicks, man. A bunch of weirdo hicks, here!

George: What do you say we take a look at these super machines we've been hearin' so much about.
Billy: Let's get it on.

George: You know, this used to be a helluva good country. I can't understand what's gone wrong with it.
Billy: Man, everybody got chicken, that's what happened. Hey, we can't even get into like, a second-rate hotel, I mean, a second-rate motel, you dig? They think we're gonna cut their throat or somethin'. They're scared, man.
George: They're not scared of you. They're scared of what you represent to 'em.
Billy: Hey, man. All we represent to them, man, is somebody who needs a haircut.
George: Oh, no. What you represent to them is freedom.
Billy: What the hell is wrong with freedom? That's what it's all about.
George: Oh, yeah, that's right. That's what's it's all about, all right. But talkin' about it and bein' it, that's two different thangs. I mean, it's real hard to be free when you are bought and sold in the marketplace. Of course, don't ever tell anybody that they're not free, 'cause then they're gonna get real busy killin' and maimin' to prove to you that they are. Oh, yeah, they're gonna talk to you, and talk to you, and talk to you about individual freedom. But they see a free individual, it's gonna scare 'em.
Billy: Well, it don't make 'em runnin' scared.
George: No, it makes 'em dangerous. Buhhhh! Neh! Neh! Neh! Neh! Neh! Neh! Swamp!

Stranger on the Highway: You see, what happened here, these people got here late in the summer, too late to plant. But, the weather was beautiful and it was easy livin' and everything was fine and then came that winter. Now, there were 40 or 50 of 'em here livin' in this one-room place down here. They had nothin' to eat, starvin', out by the side of the road lookin' for dead horses, anything they could get ahold of. Now, there's 18 or 20 of 'em left. And they're city kids. Look at 'em. But, they're gettin' this crop in. They're gonna stay here until it's harvested. That's the whole thing.
Captain: You get much rain here, man?
Stranger on the Highway: I guess we're gonna have to dance for that.

Billy: Say, what is that weird thing up there on the hill, man. It looks like a stage. You got a light opera coming here or something?
Lisa: That's the mime troupe's stage. They've gone down to the hot springs to bathe.
Billy: Mime troupe?

Billy: [after being thrown in jail] Parading without a permit? You gotta be kidding! I mean, you know who this is, man? This is Captain America! I'm Billy! Hey, we're headliners, baby! We've played every fair in this part of the country, I mean, for top dollar, too!

George: They'll talk to ya and talk to ya and talk to ya about individual freedom. But they see a free individual, it's gonna scare 'em.

Billy: [while smoking a Joint] Oh wow! What? Who's that man? What the hell was that, man?
Captain: Huh?
Billy: [nervous] No, man, like hey, man. Wow. I was watching this object man, li-like the satellite that we saw the other night, right? And, like, it was going right across the sky, man, and then... I mean it just suddenly, uh, it just changed direction and went whizzin right off, man. It flashed...
Captain: [interupting him] You're stoned out of your mind, man.
Billy: Oh, yeah, man, like I'm stoned, you know, man. But, like, you know, I saw a satellite, man. And it was going across the sky and it flashed three times at me and zigzagged and whizzed off! Man, and I saw it!

George: Well, um, that's got a real nice, eh, taste to it. Though, I don't suppose it'll do me much good, though, I mean, I'm so used to the booze and everything.
Captain: You've got to hold it in your lungs longer, George.

Jack: We have planted our seeds. We ask - that our efforts be worthy - to produce simple food - for simple taste. We ask that our efforts be rewarded. We thank you for the food we eat from other hands - that we may share it with our fellow man - and be even more generous - what it is from our own. Thank you for our place - to make a stand.
Commune: Amen.
Jack: Let's eat.

George: They got this here, see, scissor-happy, beautify America thing going on around here. They're tryin' to make everybody look like Yul Brynner. They use rusty razor blades on the last two long hairs that they brought in here and I wasn't here to protect 'em. See, I'm a - I'm a law-er. Done a lot of work for the ACLU.

Stranger on the Highway: [giving Capt America some LSD] When you get to the right place, with the right people, quarter this. You know, this could be the right place. The time's running out.
Billy: Hey, man! Hey! If we're goin', we're goin'! Let's go!
Captain: [to the Stranger] Yeah, I'm, I'm hip about time. But I just gotta go.

George: [sitting down in diner] I think I'll order kidneys, 'cause I left mine out there on the road somewhere.

George: I guess I really tied one on last night. I must have had a helluva good time. I wish I could remember it.

Captain: Do they know you in this place?
Stranger on the Highway: This place we're coming to? Or, the place we're at now?
Captain: This place.

Billy: That's what it's all about, man, I mean, like, you know. You go for the big money, man, and you're free! You dig?
Captain: We blew it. Good night, man.

Lisa: Are you an Aquarius?
[Capt America shakes his head no]
Lisa: Pisces?
Captain: Uh-hum.
Lisa: I guessed right. Do you like our place here?
Captain: Yeah.

George: [Seeing his first marijuana cigarette] Lord have mercy! Is that what that is?

Mime: [singing] How do you wear your hair? Does your hair hang low? Do you tie it in a ribbon? Do you tie it in a bow? Do you wear it over your shoulder? Like a continental soldier? Does your hair hang low?

George: [Drinking his Jim Beam] Here's the first of the day, fellas! To old D.H. Lawrence.
[He starts flapping one arm like a chicken]
George: Neh! Neh! Neh! Fuh! Fuh! Fuh! Indians.

Mime: Here ye, here ye, here ye! We've come to play for our dinner. Or, should I say - stay for our dinner. Or, even - *slay* for our dinner.

Captain: No, I mean it, you've got a nice place. It's not every man that can live off the land, you know. You do your own thing in your own time. You should be proud.

Rancher: Where you fellas from?
Captain: LA.
Rancher: L. A.?
Captain: Los Angeles.
Rancher: Los Angeles, is that a fact?

Billy: I'm sorry about that, eh, you know, that misunderstanding.
George: Oh, that's alright. There's no misunderstanding. We're all in the same cage, here.

Billy: Hey, man, what are you doing? Come over here, I gotta talk to you man. Hey man, everything that we ever dreamed of is in that teardrop gas tank and you gotta stranger over there pourin' gasoline all over it. All he's got to do is turn and look over into it, man, and he can see that...
Captain: He won't know what it is, man. He won't know what it is. Don't worry, Billy. Everything's alright.
Billy: Alright, man. I don't know, man.
Captain: I do. Everything's fine, Billy.

Billy: Listen, do you think you can help us get outta here with no sweat?
George: Well, I imagine that I can if you haven't killed anybody - at least, nobody white.