Sons of the Desert

Synopsis: So that he and Stan can sneak away to Chicago and attend the annual "Sons of the Desert" lodge convention, Ollie pretends to be sick, and gets a doctor (who turns out to be a veterinarian) to prescribe a long ocean voyage to Hawaii. Decked out in leis and strumming ukeleles, they return home only to learn that the ship supposedly carrying them has sunk. Their hastily- contrived tale of "ship-hiking" their way back cuts no ice with their wives, who've been at the movies watching a newsreel of the lodge's convention parade, starring... guess who?
Genre: Comedy
Director(s): William A. Seiter
Production: MGM Home Entertainment
  1 win.
Rotten Tomatoes:
68 min

# And here's a hand, my trusty fiere

# And gie's a hand o' thine

# We'll tak' a cup o' kindness now

# For auld lang syne

Brothers, Sons of the Desert.

We are all familiar with the business of

this special meeting.

This oasis must meet the situation

with determination.



Thank you.

I repeat. This oasis must face

the situation with determination.

Every man must be accounted for.

Every man must do his part.

There must be no weaklings in our midst.

We must put our very hearts and souls

into this great undertaking.

There must be no thought of failure.

We must stand shoulder to shoulder.

We must work, we must sacrifice.

The weak must be helped by the strong.

For gentlemen, this, the oldest lodge

in the Great Order of the Sons of the Desert

must be represented 100%

at our annual convention in Chicago next week.

We will now take the oath.

And remember:
once taken,

this oath has never been broken by any man,

down through the centuries of time,

in the history of this fraternal organisation.

If any member is doubtful of his strength

to keep this solemn pledge,

he will please be seated.


Get up!

- I don't want to...

- Shh!

Place yourself in position to receive the oath.

Do you all swear to be present

at our 87th annual convention in Chicago?

I do!

Me, too.

Wholeheartedly unanimous.

# We are the Sons of the Desert

# Having the time of our lives

# Marching along 10,000 strong

# Ta ta, my sweetheart and wife,

God bless them

# Tramp, tramp, tramp

the boys are marching

# As a unit melody


# The Sons of the Desert are we.

- Why didn't you want to take the oath?

- I was afraid.

Afraid of what?

I was afraid that if I took the oath to go to the

convention, maybe my wife wouldn't let me go.

Of course she'll let you go.

Why, she'll have to let you go.

- You took an oath!

- I know. That's what I'm worrying about.

The Exhausted Ruler said that if you took an oath,

it would have to be broken for generations

of centuries of hundreds of years.

- My wife wouldn't...

- Do you have to ask your wife everything?

If I didn't ask her,

I wouldn't know what she wanted me to do.

- Hm!

- I didn't want...

I never realised that

such a deplorable condition existed in your home.

Why don't you pattern your life after mine?

I go places and do things and then tell my wife.

Every man should be the king in his own castle!




Now, buck up. Go in

and tell her that you're going to the convention.

Be a man. I'll see you in the morning.

- Good night.

- (HARDY):
Good night.

- Ollie, dear.

- Yes, sugar?

- Is Stanley with you?

- He just went in the house.

You'd better tell him that Betty went

duck-hunting and won't get back until late.


- (BETTY):

- Yes, baby?

Please close the door.

There's an awful draught in here.


What do you want?

How did you get in there?

I was looking for Betty

and came in the back way. I thought...

Betty has gone duck-hunting

and won't be home until late.

- Oh. Well, good night.

- Good night.



Do you realise that you have locked me out?

Why don't you ring the bell?

She'll let you in.


Don't get nervous. She'll be here in a minute.

Where do you think I live?


What do you think this is? Halloween?

Come in here, you bad boy.

Come on!



- What do you want?

- I've locked myself out.

- Oh, sugar?

- Yes?

Do you mind if Stanley

stays with us until Betty comes home?

- He's locked out.

- Oh, alright.



What are you eating?

- An apple.

- Where did you get it?

- In there.

- Why, that's not real fruit! It's imitation!

It's made of wax!

What has he been doing now?

He's been eating that phoney fruit.

Oh, so that'swhere it's been going!

That's the third apple I've missed this week!

- What's new, sugar?

- Oh, nothing much. What's new with you?

- Oh, nothing to speak of.

- Yes, there is.

You didn't tell her about going to the convention.

What convention?

That's right. I'm glad you reminded me.

The Sons of the Desert are giving

their annual convention in Chicago next week

and Stan and I are going.

- Oh, you are?

- We thought that the trip would do us good.

Besides being good for us in a business way.

You see, we'll meet new friends

and... see a lot of new faces

and the change of climate will be good for us

in a good many ways.

And besides, all work and no play

makes Jack a dull boy.

Jack who?

I hope you have a nice time, dear.

- Thank you, sugar.

- Ha, Ha!

- What's that for?

- Just this:
you are not going.

- What do you mean I'm not going?

- Just that!

You're not going to the convention.

You're going to the mountains with me.

But he can't go to the mountains.

He took an oath.

- The Exhausted Ruler said that...

- Now, listen, dodo! You keep out of this!

Wait a minute, sugar.

There's no use getting excited.

You're making a mountain out of a molehill.

Certainly, life isn't short enough.

- Are you going?

- Huh?

- I said, ''Are you going?''

- Yes, sugar... Mrs Hardy.

- Who said so?

- Him.

Oh... Well, you can do as you please,

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Frank Craven

Frank Craven (24 August 1875 – 1 September 1945) was an American stage and film actor, playwright, and screenwriter, best known for originating the role of the Stage Manager in Thornton Wilder's Our Town. more…

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