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Casablanca

Casablanca quotes

84 total quotes

Captain Louis Renault
Multiple Characters
Rick Blaine
Signor Ferrari
Victor Laszlo




View Quote Renault: No matter how clever he [Laszlo] is, he still needs an exit visa, or I should say, two.
Rick: Why two?
Renault: He is traveling with a lady.
Rick: He'll take one.
Renault: I think not. I have seen the lady and if he did not leave her in Marseilles or in Oran, he certainly won't leave her in Casablanca.
Rick: Well, maybe he's not quite as romantic as you are.
View Quote Strasser: What is your nationality?
Rick: I'm a drunkard.
Renault: And that makes Rick a citizen of the world.
Rick: I was born in New York City if that'll help you any.
Strasser: I understand that you came here from Paris at the time of the occupation.
Rick: Well, there seems to be no secret about that.
Strasser: Are you one of those people who cannot imagine the Germans in their beloved Paris?
Rick: Not particularly my beloved Paris.
Heinze: Can you imagine us in London?
Rick: When you get there, ask me.
Renault: Diplomatist.
Strasser: Well, how about New York?
Rick: Well, there are certain sections of New York, Major, that I wouldn't advise you to try to invade.
Strasser: Uh, huh. Who do you think will win the war?
Rick: I haven't the slightest idea.
Renault: Rick is completely neutral about everything. And that takes in the field of women, too.
Strasser: 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.
Rick: [reading his file] Are my eyes really brown?
View Quote Strasser: 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.
Rick: My interest in whether Victor Laszlo stays or goes is purely a sporting one.
Strasser: In this case, you have no sympathy for the fox, huh?
Rick: Not particularly. I understand the point of view of the hound, too.
View Quote Strasser: 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.
Renault: Of course, one must admit he has great courage.
Strasser: 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.
Rick: Excuse me, gentlemen. Your business is politics. Mine is running a saloon.
View Quote Renault: I was informed you were the most beautiful woman ever to visit Casablanca. That was a gross understatement.
Ilsa: You're very kind.
Renault: If you will permit me. Oh, Emil. Please, a bottle of your best champagne and put it on my bill.
Emil: Very well, sir.
Laszlo: No, captain, please.
Renault: Oh, please, monsieur. It's a little game we play. They put it on the bill. I tear up the bill. It is very convenient.
View Quote Berger: We read five times that you were killed, in five different places.
Victor Laszlo: As you can see, it was true every single time.
View Quote Renault: [about Sam] He came from Paris, with Rick.
Ilsa: Rick? Who's he?
Renault: Mademoiselle, you are in Rick's and Rick is, uh...
Ilsa: Is what?
Renault: Well, Mademoiselle, he's the kind of man that - well, if I were a woman, and I were not around, I should be in love with Rick. But what a fool I am talking to a beautiful woman about another man.
View Quote Laszlo: This is a very interesting cafe. I congratulate you.
Rick: And I congratulate you.
Laszlo: What for?
Rick: Your work.
Laszlo: Thank you. I try.
Rick: We all try. You succeed.
View Quote 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.
[pounds his fist against the bar in frustration]
Rick: 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)
View Quote Rick: What's that you're playing?
Sam: Oh, just a little somethin' on my own.
Rick: Well, stop it! You know what I want to hear.
Sam: No, I don't.
Rick: You played it for her, you can play it for me.
Sam: Well, I don't think I can remember...
Rick: If she can stand it, I can. Play it!
View Quote Ilsa: A franc for your thoughts.
Rick: In America, they bring only a penny. I guess that's about all they're worth.
Ilsa: But I'm willing to be overcharged. Tell me.
Rick: And I was wondering...
Ilsa: Yes.
Rick: Why I'm so lucky, why I should find you waiting for me to come along?
Ilsa: Why there is no other man in my life?
Rick: Uh, huh.
Ilsa: That's easy. There was. And he's dead.
Rick: I'm sorry for asking. I forgot we said no questions.
Ilsa: Well, only one answer can take care of all our questions. [she kisses him]
View Quote Rick: Nothing can stop them now. Wednesday, Thursday, at the latest, they'll be in Paris.
Ilsa: Richard, they'll find out your record. It won't be safe for you here.
Rick: [smiles] I'm on their blacklist already. Their roll of honor.
View Quote Rick: Henri wants us to finish this bottle, and then three more. He says he'll water his garden with champagne before he'll let the Germans drink it.
Sam: This takes the sting out of being occupied, doesn't it, Mr. Richard?
Rick: You said it. [toasting] Here's looking at you, kid.
[Gestapo loudspeakers in the street interrupt them, announcing the Germans' arrival the next day.]
Rick: My German's a little rusty.
Ilsa: They're telling us how to act when they come marching in. With the whole world crumbling we pick this time to fall in love.
Rick: Yeah, it's pretty bad timing. Where were you, say, ten years ago?
Ilsa: Ten years ago? Let's see, yes, I was having a brace put on my teeth. Where were you?
Rick: Looking for a job.
[They kiss, but are interrupted by artillery fire]
Ilsa: Was that cannon fire or is it my heart pounding?
Rick: Ah, that's the new German 77, and judging by the sound, only about thirty-five miles away - and getting closer every minute.
View Quote Rick: Why did you have to come to Casablanca? There are other places.
Ilsa: I wouldn't have come if I'd known that you were here. Believe me, Rick. It's true. I didn't know.
Rick: It's funny about your voice how it hasn't changed. I can still hear it: 'Richard dear. I'll go with you anyplace. We'll get on a train together and never stop.'
Ilsa: Please don't. Don't Rick! I can understand how you feel.
Rick: Huh! You understand how I feel. How long was it we had, honey?
Ilsa: I didn't count the days.
Rick: Well I did. Every one of them. Mostly, I remember the last one. The wow finish. A guy standing on a station platform in the rain with a comical look on his face because his insides had been kicked out.
View Quote Ilsa: Can I tell you a story, Rick?
Rick: Does it got a wow finish?
Ilsa: I don't know the finish yet.
Rick: Go on and tell it. Maybe one will come to you as you go along.
Ilsa: It's about a girl who had just come to Paris from her home in Oslo. At the house of some friends, she met a man about whom she'd heard her whole life, a very great and courageous man. He opened up for her a whole beautiful world full of knowledge and thoughts and ideals. Everything she knew or ever became was because of him. And she looked up to him, worshipped him, with a feeling she supposed was love.
Rick: Yes, that's very pretty. I heard a story once. As a matter of fact, I've heard a lot of stories in my time. They went along with the sound of a tinny piano, playing in the parlor downstairs. 'Mister, I met a man once when I was a kid,' they'd always begin. Well, I guess neither one of our stories is very funny. Tell me, who was it you left me for? Was it Laszlo or were there others in between? Or aren't you the kind that tells?