Road to Morocco Page #6
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We're not afraid
of him... are ya?
Enough!
You are coming with me.
Caspa, take one of
the girls for yourself.
Just a minute.
Okay, pal,
I'm with ya.
He says she's
going with him.
She's going
with him?
He says she's
going with him.
He make joke.
Funny boy.
Patty cake, patty cake,
baker's man!
Bake a cake as--
Yes, sir,Junior!
That thing
sure got around.
Yeah, and back to us.
Run for your lives.!
This way!
Come on, nipper.
Shake a slipper!
Okay, lover.
Head for cover!
Hurry!
You two girls hide
in there, quick!
No, not you!
We'll stay here
and hold them off.
Yeah, we'll--
Who, us?
Who are you kidding?
Let's spread out.
Two of you that way.
Search the tower!
Search the palace!
Two of you
in there.
Search,you dogs.!
They must learn what it means to
incur the wrath of Mullay Kassim.
They're not in here.
There's no
trace of them.
Highness,
we cannot find them.
We must find them and
slit their throats.
Yes, Your Highness.!
They shall die slowly.
Their tongues shall
be ripped out.!
Their ears shall be sliced off
and dried on sticks.
Search the corridors!
We'll find them if we have
to tear down the palace!
Yes, Your Highness.
Ah... ah...
ah, ah, ah...
ah-choo!
Call the men!
Stand up,
you dog.!
You thought you'd slip
through my fingers, huh?
After him!
Get the horses ready!
I was just going for
a broom to sweep
this stuff up.
Mullay Kassim will
take care of you
in the desert!
Aunt Lucy!
in a camel's snood!
A fine pal you are,
letting me give her up!
And all the time you knew
you weren't gonna die!
That's what's killing me.
You weren't gonna die!
Give me credit.
That's pretty hard to do,
beatin' you and the embalmer.
I feel like the
morning mail.
R.F.D.
Look, they're leaving us!
All alone in the desert.
No food, no water,
no nothing!
Come on. Let's start
the sack race.
Where do we go?
Let's hop over the hill
and see what's doin'.
Must be a gas station
somewhere around here.
What are you still
hoppin' for?
We've been out of
those nets all day.
I want to keep my watch going.
How did we get loose with
our hands and feet tied
and everything?
If we told anybody,
Oh.
Let's not
tell 'em, huh?
Shh... proceed.
See anything?
Nothing.
Come on.
Courage, boy!
Courage, he says.
Look at that!
You know what they are?
They're buzzards.!
They're carrying
finger bowls too.
Fine way to end up.
A box lunch for a bird.
Turkey, look!
What's a drive-in doing
in the middle of the desert?
I'm no quiz kid.
Come on, let's eat!
I'll force something.
Toss us a couple
of mugs of java!
We got our own sugar.
Two tall double-dip
hamburgers!
Not too well done.
And a couple
of mile-high beers!
It's moving!
Better grab it.
Hey, come back!
Hey!
Hey!
Hey, what's this
''now you see it,
now you don't'' stuff?
We might have known.
It's a mirage!
I could
even smell the onions.
I'm getting
out of here.
Yeah, me too!
# The moonlight
becomes you so #
Why, it's Shalmar!
# It goes with
your hair #
She must've been
visiting a gopher friend.
#You certainly know
# I want you to know #
#It's notjust because
there's moonlight #
#Although...#
# Moonlight
becomes you so #
# It goes with
your hair #
#You certainly know #
#The right thing
to wear #
[Jeff s Voice ]
[Jeff s Voice ]
#And I could get so romantic #
#Tonight #
# Ba-ba-ba-be-bah
bobba bobba boo #
# I'm all dressed up
to go dreaming #
# Now don't tell me I'm wrong #
#And what a night
to go dreaming #
# Mind if I tag along #
# If I say I love you #
# I want you to know #
# It's not just because
there's moonlight #
# I know #
Shalmar
needs a shave!
That's an omen.
We've gotta find the girls
and save them from Kassim.
Come on!
I don't know whether
I can make it.
My legs feel like
they're cut off
near my Adam's apple.
I guess that kiss took
too much out of you, huh?
Come on.
Get aboard.
If I'm too heavy,
I'll throw my hat away.
Leave your head
in it, huh?
Hey, come on!
Look! Water!
Water!
Oh, oh, oh!
This is a bit
of all right!
How about this!
What are you doing?
My radiator's dry.
Where there's water,
there's life, people!
All we gotta do is
follow the stream.
Oh, there's a herring.
Come along!
Ya-hoo!
What do you make of it?
We'd better
take it easy...
until we find out
whose joint it is.
It might be
a camel motel.
[ Shouting ]
Those are Mullay Kassim's
gorillas!
That joint must
be their hideout.
We gotta save the girls.
We'll have to
storm the place.
You storm.
I'll stay here and drizzle.
I got something
that can't miss!
So have they... guns!
Listen
to every word.
We don't have to
wait for night.
We just go up
on the place...
There's no one.
There were two men
in the horse lines.
When they ran,
I shot at them.
You've been drinking
koolash again!
Think they know
we're here?
We're still
wearing our heads.
That was the dopiest idea,
a horse and put me inside.
How would I look
being a horse?
Just the same.
We gotta get back to
where we started from
and wait till dark.
I think we just went
through a red light.
I'd feel better if
we had a periscope.
Trust me!
I've got a great
sense of direction.
Think we're
still okay?
Sure, sure.
We were headed due north.
North, huh?
Yeah.
Don't look now,
but I think we're
standing on a rug.
It is those pigs!
Don't stand there.
Hurry, run!
Take them outside
No, wait!
There must be no shedding of
blood on our wedding night.
Did you hear that?
''Wedding''!
I stopped listening
when he said ''blood.''
Lock them up!
I just had
this pressed!
Let's not be vulgar,
bully!
A fine thing!
First you sell me
for 200 bucks.
then you cut in on me!
We're carried off by a sheik,
now we're gonna have
I know all that.
The people who came in the
middle of the picture don't!
You mean,
they missed my song?
Who's that?
Who are they?
That's the great sheik
Neb-Jolla and his men.
Friend of Kassim's?
No, the enemy
of Kassim.
For ten years
they have been at war,
but Kassim has invited
him to his wedding
as a token of peace.
But I do not trust
either one of them.
Halt.!
You oughta take
something for your throat.
What have you got?
Food for these men.
They have not eaten.
It cannot matter
when it is their
last night to live.
Give it to them
through the window.
Any word from
the governor?
Shh!
In this bowl there's
a magic ring from the princess.
You can make three wishes.
Perhaps it will help
us all to escape.
Why didn't you bake us
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