I never expected to see you again...A lot of water under the bridge.
Play some of the old songs, Sam... Where is Rick?
I don't know. I ain't seen him all night.
Not tonight no more. He ain't comin'...He went home.
Does he always leave so early?
Oh, he never..., well, he's got a girl up at the Blue Parrot. He goes up there all the time.
You used to be a much better liar, Sam.
Leave him alone, Miss Ilsa. You're bad luck to him.
Play it once, Sam, for old times' sake.
I don't know what you mean, Miss Ilsa.
[whispered]
Play it, Sam. Play As Time Goes By. (#28 in the AFI's list of the top 100 movie quotations)
Why, I can't remember it, Miss Ilsa. I'm a little rusty on it.
I'll hum it for you. [Ilsa hums two bars. Sam starts to play] Sing it, Sam.
[singing]
You must remember this
A kiss is just a kiss
A sigh is just a sigh
The fundamental things apply
As time goes by.
And when two lovers woo
They still say, 'I love you'
On that you can rely ,
No matter what the future brings
As Time Goes By.
Lyrics and Music by Herman Hupfeld (1931)
[rushing in]
Sam, I thought I told you never to play... [stares at Ilsa]
[after Laszlo leads the band in playing the French national anthem]
You see what I mean? If Laszlo's presence in a cafe can inspire this unfortunate demonstration, what more will his presence in Casablanca bring on? I advise that this place be shut up at once.
But everybody's having such a good time.
Yes, much too good a time. The place is to be closed.
But I've no excuse to close it!
[walks into the middle of the room and blows his whistle]
Everybody is to leave here immediately! This cafe is closed until further notice. Clear the room, at once!
How can you close me up? On what grounds?
I am shocked—shocked!—to find that gambling is going on in here!
C Croupier
[to Renault]
Your winnings, sir.
Oh, thank you very much. [announcing to the room] Everybody out at once!
I strongly suspect that Ugarte left the letters of transit with Mr. Blaine. I would suggest you search the cafe immediately and thoroughly.
If Rick has the letters, he's much too smart to let you find them there.
You give him credit for too much cleverness. My impression was that he's just another blundering American.
But we mustn't underestimate American blundering. I was with them when they blundered into Berlin in 1918.
I'm not entirely sure which side you're on.
I have no conviction, if that's what you mean. I blow with the wind, and the prevailing wind happens to be from Vichy.
Well, surely the Reich doesn't permit that possibility.
You are concerned about more than Casablanca. We know that every French province in Africa is honey-combed with traitors waiting for their chance, waiting, perhaps, for a leader.
Uh huh. I have been thinking. It is too dangerous if we let him go. It may be too dangerous if we let him stay.
Victor Laszlo published the foulest lies in the Prague newspapers until the very day we marched in, and even after that, he continued to print scandal sheets in a cellar.
Of course, one must admit he has great courage.
I admit he's very clever. Three times he slipped through our fingers. In Paris, he continued his activities. We intend not to let it happen again.
Excuse me, gentlemen. Your business is politics. Mine is running a saloon.
What is your nationality?
And that makes Rick a citizen of the world.
I was born in New York City if that'll help you any.
I understand that you came here from Paris at the time of the occupation.
Well, there seems to be no secret about that.
Are you one of those people who cannot imagine the Germans in their beloved Paris?
Not particularly my beloved Paris.
H Heinze
Can you imagine us in London?
When you get there, ask me.
Well, how about New York?
Well, there are certain sections of New York, Major, that I wouldn't advise you to try to invade.
Uh, huh. Who do you think will win the war?
I haven't the slightest idea.
Rick is completely neutral about everything. And that takes in the field of women, too.
You weren't always so carefully neutral. We have a complete dossier on you. [reading] "Richard Blaine, American, age 37, cannot return to his country - the reason is a little vague." We also know what you did in Paris, Mr. Blaine, and also we know why you left Paris. Don't worry, we are not going to broadcast it.
[reading his file]
Are my eyes really brown?
You are an escaped prisoner of the Reich. So far, you have been fortunate enough in eluding us. You have reached Casablanca - it is my duty to see that you stay in Casablanca.
Whether or not you will succeed is, of course, problematical.
Not at all. Captain Renault's signature is necessary on every exit visa. Captain, would you think it is possible that Herr Laszlo will receive a visa?
I am afraid not. My regrets, Monsieur.
Well, perhaps I shall like it in Casablanca.
You know the leaders of the underground movement in Paris, in Prague, in Brussels, in Amsterdam, in Oslo, in Belgrade, in Athens.
Yes, even in Berlin. If you will furnish me with their names and their exact whereabouts, you will have your visa in the morning.
And the honor of having served the Third Reich.
I was in a German concentration camp for a year. That's honor enough for a lifetime.
You will give us the names?
If I didn't give them to you in a concentration camp, where you had more persuasive methods at your disposal, I certainly won't give them to you now. And what if you track down these men and kill them? What if you murdered all of us? From every corner of your Republic, thousands would rise to take our places. Even Nazis can't kill that fast.
You will forgive my curiosity, Mr. Blaine. The point is, an enemy of the Reich has come to Casablanca and we are checking on anybody can be of any help to us.
My interest in whether Victor Laszlo stays or goes is purely a sporting one.
In this case, you have no sympathy for the fox, huh?
Not particularly. I understand the point of view of the hound, too.
Ugarte You know, Rick, watching you just now with the Deutschebank [the German banker], one would think you'd been doing this all your life.
Oh, what makes you think I haven't?
Ugarte Oh, nothing. But when you first came to Casablanca, I thought...
Ugarte What right do I have to think?..Too bad about those two German couriers, wasn't it?
They got a lucky break. Yesterday, they were just two German clerks. Today, they're the Honored Dead.
Ugarte You are a very cynical person, Rick, if you forgive me for saying so.
Ugarte You despise me, don't you?
Well, if I gave you any thought, I probably would.
Ugarte But why? Oh, you object to the kind of business I do, huh? But think of all those poor refugees who must rot in this place if I didn't help them. Well that's not so bad, through ways of my own, I provide them with exit visas.
For a price, Ugarte, for a price.
Ugarte But think of all the poor devils who can't meet Renault's price. I get it for them for half. Is that so parasitic?
I don't mind a parasite. I object to a cut-rate one.
Ugarte Well, Rick, after tonight, I'll be through with the whole business, and I'm leaving finally, this Casablanca.
Who'd you bribe for your visa, Renault or yourself?
Ugarte Myself. I found myself much more reasonable.
[Ugarte shows Rick two non-rescindable letters of transit out of Casablanca that allow their possessor to travel without a regular passport or visa] ...
Ugarte You know Rick, I have many a friend in Casablanca, but somehow, just because you despise me you are the only one I trust. Rick, I hope you are more impressed with me now, huh?
I heard a rumor that the two murdered German couriers were carrying letters of transit.
Ugarte Oh, I've heard that rumor too. Poor devils.
Yes, you're right, Ugarte. I am a little more impressed with you.
