Rick
They grab Ugarte. Then she walks in. Well, that's the way it goes. One in, one out. Sam?
Sam
Yeah, boss?
Rick
If it's December 1941 in Casablanca, what time is it in New York?
Sam
Uh, my watch stopped.
Rick
I bet they're asleep in New York. I bet they're asleep all over America.
Rick
[pounds his fist against the bar in frustration]
Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, she walks into mine! (#67 in the AFI's list of the top 100 movie quotations)

