Road to Morocco

thumb Road to Morocco is a 1942 film about two carefree castaways on a desert shore who find an Arabian Nights city, where they compete for the luscious Princess Shalmar. Directed by David Butler. Written by Frank Butler. It's a Harem-Scarem Riot of Song and Laughter!  (taglines) Orville "Turkey" Jackson [seeing the desert for the first time] This must be the place where they empty all the old hourglasses. Jeff Peters [Turkey Jackson is frightened when a camel sneaks up behind them] What are you yelling about? It's only a kangaroo! Other Male Camel: This is the screwiest picture I was ever in. Dialogue [after Mullay Kasim rides through town with his men yelling and firing their rifles in the air] Jeff Peters: Say fuzzy, who is that headstrong impetuous boy? Bystander: He is Mullay Kasim, the Desert Sheik. Turkey Jackson: What'd he come to town for, a manicure? Bystander: Oh, he loves the Princess Shalmar of Karameesh. He has come here to ask her to marry him. Jeff Peters: I'd hate to be around when he comes for a divorce! Turkey Jackson: A fine thing. First, you sell me for two hundred bucks. Then I'm gonna marry the Princess; then you cut in on me. Then we're carried off by a desert sheik. Now, we're gonna have our heads chopped off. Jeff Peters: I know all that. Turkey Jackson: Yeah, but the people who came in the middle of the picture don't. Jeff Peters: You mean they missed my song? Turkey Jackson: I hope she didn't hear that. The dead have a way of coming back you know. Jeff Peters: Get out, when they're dead they're dead. Turkey Jackson: Not Aunt Lucy, she was a Republican. Jeff Peters: We must storm the place. Turkey Jackson: You storm. I'll stay here and drizzle. Turkey Jackson: Aunt Lucy. I can see her now, lying on her dying bed, looking at you with those big, trusting eyes. 'Before I go, Jeff, promise me one thing,' she said. 'Promise me you'll always be a friend to little Orville,' she said. 'No matter what happens, you'll never leave the little jerk,' she said. 'Promise me, Jeff, promise me,' she said. Jeff Peters: Yeah, then she up and died before I had the chance to say no. Princess Shalmar: [about Jeff] Now, Orville, I want you to tell me the truth. Do you know him? Turkey Jackson: Well I used to but I kinda outgrew him, I don't dally much with riff-raff these days and he's a pretty raffy kind of a riff. Turkey Jackson: We're going to get married on... . uh... . when is the big day, Dream Thing? Princess Shalmar: When the moon, in its last quarter, silvers the blossoms of the almond tree. That's Tuesday night, about nine. Jeff Peters: Orville, where are you? Turkey Jackson: Right over here, behind these goosepimples. Jeff Peters: Turkey, from now on you're sacred. Turkey Jackson: What do you mean, sacred? Jeff Peters: You just became a full-blooded American idiot. Turkey Jackson: No, you do it! Who's gonna believe I'm an idiot? Jeff Peters: Will you look at the head start you got? Turkey Jackson: How do you figure on paying for all this? Jeff Peters: What are you, scared? You got red blood, ain't you? Turkey Jackson: Yeah, but I don't want to get it all over strangers. Jeff Peters: Go ahead, eat up, eat up son. I'll think of something. Turkey Jackson: These guys don't monkey around, they got knives, they're liable to try and get the food back the hard way. [after an Arab gives Jeff a pile of money] Turkey Jackson: How'd you get the spinach, old boy? Jeff Peters: Funny thing, a guy I've never seen before in my life gives me 2,500 Kolacs... . that's 200 federal diplomas, are you listening? Turkey Jackson: 200 skins? Why, what for? Jeff Peters: I sold him something. Turkey Jackson: Well you've got nothing to sell! We've already hocked your pivot tooth. Jeff Peters: It wasn't much, but it was all I had, and was he anxious to get it! Turkey Jackson: What did you sell him? Jeff Peters: Look, uh, Orville, I want you to keep very calm now. Don't get excited. Turkey Jackson: [grabbing Jeff, nervous] What did you sell him? Jeff Peters: You. Turkey Jackson: Oh, well, for a minute I - HUH? Me? Wait a minute, get that guy and give him those fish back! What's the matter with you, you can't sell me, I'm not a horse! It's just the way I comb my hair! Turkey Jackson: I can't go on! No food, no water. It's all my fault. We're done for! It's got me. I can't stand it! No food, nothing! No food, no water! No food! Jeff Peters: What's the matter with you, anyway? There's New York. We'll be picked up in a few minutes. Turkey Jackson: You had to open your big mouth and ruin the only good scene I got in the picture. I might have won the Academy Award! Taglines It's a Harem-Scarem Riot of Song and Laughter! Cast Bing Crosby — Jeff Peters Bob Hope — Orville "Turkey" Jackson Dorothy Lamour — Princess Shalmar Anthony Quinn — Mullay Kasim Dona Drake — Mihirmah Vladimir Sokoloff — Hyder Khan Mikhail Rasumny — Ahmed Fey George Givot — Neb Jolla Leon Belasco — Yusef External links 0035262 Road to Morocco 41576 Road to Morocco Category:1942 American films Category:Films set in Morocco Category:Road comedy films Category:American romantic comedy films Category:Buddy comedy films Category:United States National Film Registry films Category:1942 English-language films Category:American adventure comedy films Category:American musical comedy films Category:American self-reflexive films