
Road to Morocco
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- Year:
- 1942
- 82 min
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''Flash! The freighter,
Star of Capetown,
''was sunk today off
''by a mysterious explosion.
with the exception of...
two unidentified
stowaways.''
Look at us.
Two on a raft,
sunny side up.
''I'll tell you how to get home.
We'll stow away,'' you said.
''No, sir,'' I said.
''Don't be a sap,'' you said.
''We're stowing away,
and that's that,'' you said.
''No, sir.''
Yak-yak-yak.
What a brilliant
conversationalist you are!
I took one look at that
crate and knew it would
blow up in our faces.
Wait till they find out who
was smokin' in the powder room.
Never mind that.
Look at us--
Food gone,
water gone.
What's that bulge
in your pocket?
Oh, that's--
Yeah, that.
That's an old
tobacco pouch.
When did you
start smokin' a pipe?
Ever since this morning,
cigarettes make me nervous.
You went to the store
and got tobacco?
You notice--
That's clever.
Come on, dig.
Hand it over here.
Let's see, reach.
Ohhh!
I forgot.
Surprised?
I figure two of'em for
one of us is better...
than one of'em
for two of us.
You can spit
your teeth in there.
Just dunk it lightly.
Well,Junior,
we gotta face it.
We may be days and days
without seeing a ship or land.
We're gonna get
mighty hungry.
- What do you mean, get hungry?
- We'll toss a coin.
What's the date?
Hea--
1910!
Pretty close...
1911 .
That's the way it goes--
somebody loses, somebody wins.
So you win the nickel!
See if you can find any
white meat on that buffalo.
I got a T.L. for you.
We tossed for something
much deeper than that.
I remember a story
about two fellows like us,
castaways.
They tossed a coin, too.
Uh-huh.
They figured there's no use
both of them starving.
Naturally.
to tell his grandchildren
about his pal's sacrifice.
That's very--
Wait a minute.
What pal's sacrifice?
I don't know, though.
You should've
eaten more oatmeal.
You're kind of scrawny.
I don't think you'd
do me more than a week,
and there's no icebox aboard.
Jeff, you're losing
your buttons.
You mean, you'd eat me,
without vegetables?
Calm down,Junior.
I'm not gonna do
anything right away.
I might not do
anything for a week.
Not until I get desperate.
You wouldn't like me.
Once I bit my tongue
and I tasted awful.
Help!
Jeff, don't--
Turkey, look!
Am I seeing things?
What?
What is that
over there?
Land! Land!
We're saved!
We're saved!
Yo-ho!
Yo-ho!
Hey! Hey!
A submarine!
Man the pumps!
Man the pumps!
Last stop!
Got a stone
in my shoe.
Wait a minute!
I hope Aunt Lucy's
lookin' down...
and seein' the way
you're treating me.
You gonna stuff
Aunt Lucy down
my throat again?
Never mind. She saw you tossin'
the coin and lickin' your chops.
You're certainly sloughing off
your promise to her.
Aunt Lucy... I can see her now
lying on her dying bed...
lookin' at you with those
big, trusting eyes.
''Before I go,Jeff, promise me
one thing,'' she said.
''Promise me you'll always be
''No matter what happens, you'll
Promise me,Jeff.
Promise me,'' she said.
Then she up and died before
I had a chance to say no.
Shh!
Who you shushing?
What's the matter?
I hope she didn't hear.
The dead have a way
of comin' back.
When they're dead,
they're dead.
Not Aunt Lucy.
She was a Republican.
Okay,Junior,
I'm sorry.
I guess I shouldn't
have said that.
You know how
I feel about ya.
I guess in my own way
I sorta love you.
All right, but you don't
have to slobber all over me.
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