Road to Morocco

Turkey Jackson:
This must be the place where they empty all the old hourglasses.

Male Camel:
This is the screwiest picture I was ever in.

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.

Orville 'Turkey' Jackson/Aunt Lucy:
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.

Turkey Jackson:
We're going to get married on, uh, when is the big day, Dream Thing?

Princess Shalmar:
When the moon, in it's last quarter, silvers the blossoms of the almond tree. That's Tuesday night, about nine.

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 out 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 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!