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Clips from The Monkees - One Man Shy (S01E01)

"Out! All the way out! Out."
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"Okay, go ahead, spin."
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"It always happens this way."
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"This boy is very depressed. He needs help."
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"Now tell me your problems, my boy."
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"Well, when I was very young, I used to be embarrassed about kissing,"
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"but now I can talk very openly about... S-E-X."
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"Oh, ja, ja, ja. Your problem is kaput! I know. I know the problem. Mother fixation."
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"You're too close to your mother. Now then, don't you feel better? Ja?"
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"Uh, ja, yes. Yes, Mother. Mother, I will."
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"I promise, I will. Yes, I-I will."
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"I promise, I will, yeah. That was my mother!"
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"She tells me to put on my galoshes all the time."
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"It's not even raining, and she wants me to put on my galoshes."
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"You know, when I was a little boy,"
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"my mother used to wrap my lunch in a road map. I..."
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"Man, I still think Freud could help."
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"Well, then let Freud take her to the party; I can't go through with it."
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"Oh, sure you can. Besides, we'll be right up"
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"there on the bandstand giving you moral support."
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"Promise?"
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"Remember, talk music, books, and politics."
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"I read an interesting music about books and politics today. It was very interesting."
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"Oh, man, he's gonna blow it."
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"I was re-reading Hamlet the other day. It's about this Danish prince."
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"Hey, we'd better do something before he starts to cry."
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"Come on."
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"And then the queen drinks the poison, and then she dies."
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"Peter, would you mind refilling this for me?"
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"Yes. No."
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"Mr. Tork? Mr. Tork? Uh, Mr.- I'm looking for Mr. Mr. Tork?"
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"Is he-oh, excuse me. Mr. Tork? I'm looking for a Mr. Peter Tork."
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"Is there-oh, yes! Uh, hello. Um, I'm looking for Peter Tork."
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"I'm his stockbroker."
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"I have to tell him to sell short, before Short changes his mind."
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"I thought Peter was just a musician; is he very wealthy?"
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"We-we-wealthy? Oh! He smokes ten cigars a"
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"day and lights them with hundred dollar bills."
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"That's an expensive habit."
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"Well, not really; he gets his cigars wholesale."
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"Here's your drink, Miss Cartwright."
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"Peter, your stockbroker is here."
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"My wha-"
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"Good evening, Mr. Tork. Have a cigar."
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"Uh, I, I don't smoke."
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"Oh, his accountant told him to cut down. Oh, go ahead, Mr. Tork, light up."
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"If you don't have any hundred dollar bills, here, I have a blank check."
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"Peter, you didn't tell me you were in the market."
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"In the mark-market?"
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"In the market?"
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"Oh, in the market. You've heard of the New York Stock Exchange?"
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"Why, yes."
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"Yes, well, he owns the New Tork Stock Exchange."
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"Oh, hello. Have you seen Mr. Tork? No, you haven't?"
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"Thank you very much, excuse me. Yes."
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"Oh, hello. I'm Mr. Tork's private English tailor."
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"Oh, really?"
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"Yes, isn't that nice? Yes. Excuse me. Uh, now, Mr. Tork, I've told you before,"
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"if you want that jacket by Thursday,"
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"you're gonna have to have a fitting right now."
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"Could you hold me cloth, please? Thank you very much."
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"Oh, of course, yeah. Hold your cloth."
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"Now, let me see. Shoulders, shoulders are thirty-eight."
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"Shoulders thirty-eight."
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"Could you hold that, please? Thank you."
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"- Shoulders are thirty-eight. - Waist eighteen."
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"- I see. Yes, yes. - Um, thirty."
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"- Head? Neck. - Neck."
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"Twenty-eight. Oh, you've got a big neck, haven't you?"
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"- Could I have my cloth, please? - The cloth? Sure. Right away."
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"Thank you very much. Here we go."
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"You're gonna just have a great hunting jacket;"
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"Now let's drape it over his head."
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"The shoulders are a little wide, I think."
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"Hold it. Wait. Over here."
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"Uh, yes, we need to cut it. Uh, don't worry,"
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"be with you in a minute yet. A line down here, line here. There, yeah."
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"Peter, you're a surprise a minute."
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"The next thing I expect to see is the captain of your yacht."
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"Uh, Mr. Tork, would you like for me to br-bring the yacht around?"
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"I'm the captain of his yacht, there."
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"No, I came by bus."
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"Oh, he came by bus. That's very funny."
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"Um, will you be, will you be shipping the custom-customary twenty people tonight?"
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"No, not tonight."
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"No? Well, uh, look at the map here, I'll show you."
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"You like to look at the map here. See the, see the map there? The map-"
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"Gonna make a lovely-"
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"Oh, excuse me."
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"A-ha!"
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"Ronnie! What are you doing here?"
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"Oh! I am here to expose some Monkees"
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"who are making a monkey out of you."
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"Oh, I better get back to the stock market."
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"Yeah, I left the yacht running."
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"And I've got some alterations to make."
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"Stop!"
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"Frauds, every one of 'em. Yachtsmen, brokers, tailors."
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"Ha! They are just fifth-rate musicians."
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"Third-rate musicians!"
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"Third-rate musicians. You are being paid to play."
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"Play!"
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"Huh. It's, it's true, isn't it, Tork?"
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"Frauds. Fraudulent frauds."
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"It's true. It's true."
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"They're just my friends,"
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"but they knew how much you meant to me,"
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"and they wanted to make me out something special."
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"But you are something special, Peter."
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"Me?"
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"You didn't have to do all of this;"
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"I think you're a fine enough person just being yourself."
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"Hello, everybody. We're The Monkees, and for the first song this evening,"
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"we'd like to do "You May Just Be The One"."
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"The first dance is mine."
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"No, no, no, no, no. Valerie, this, uh, dance is mine."
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"Valerie, you decide."
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"All men must have someone, have someone"
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"Who would never take advantage Of a love bright as the sun."
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"Someone to understand them, And you just may be the one."
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