Godfather “As you know, my son, I’ve seen plenty of things in life. I’m old now, I can talk this way”
Godfather “But you… you’re still so young. Always remember who we are. Father, mother, and me. God knows, all the good we’ve had in life came from the desert”
Young man “Other people told me so”
Godfather “We’re nomads, the desert is where we come from and there we have to go. Always.”
Godfather “Look at you! You’re skinny and tempered, nervous as a purebred. Your body is shaped for you to exist in the desert”
Young man “I see Baba. I want you to bring me across the desert until we get to see the Ocean.
And then France, Barcelona, Rome…”
Young man “You never went that far, I know”
conversation, Timbuktu, time ago