Casablanca

Rick:
Your cash is good at the bar.

Rick:
I do. You're lucky the bar's open to you.

Woman:
What makes saloonkeepers so snobbish?

Carl:
Second largest? That wouldn't impress Rick. The leading banker in Amsterdam is now the pastry chef in our kitchen.

Ugarte:
Heh, you know, watching you just now with the Deutsche Bank, one would think you've been doing this all your life.

Rick:
Oh, what makes you think I haven't?

Ugarte:
Oh, n-n-n-nothing, but when you first came to Casablanca, I thought...

Rick:
You thought what?

Ugarte:
Hm, what right do I have to think, huh?

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.

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.

Captain Renault:
Carl, see that Major Strasser gets a good table, one close to the ladies.

Carl:
I have already given him the best, knowing he is German and would take it anyway.

Captain Renault:
In 1935, you ran guns to Ethiopia. In 1936, you fought in Spain, on the Loyalist side.

Rick:
I got well paid for it on both occasions.

Captain Renault:
The winning side would have paid you much better.

Captain Renault:
Rick, there are many exit visas sold in this café, but we know that you've never sold one. That is the reason we permit you to remain open.

Rick:
Oh? I thought it was because I let you win at roulette.

Captain Renault:
That is another reason.

Annina:
Monsieur Rick, what kind of a man is Captain Renault?

Rick:
Oh, he's just like any other man, only more so.

Ilsa:
I wasn't sure you were the same. Let's see, the last time we met...

Rick:
Was La Belle Aurore.

Ilsa:
How nice, you remembered. But of course, that was the day the Germans marched into Paris.

Rick:
Not an easy day to forget.

Ilsa:
No.

Rick:
I remember every detail. The Germans wore gray, you wore blue.

Rick:
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?

Senor Ferrari:
As the leader of all illegal activities in Casablanca, I am an influential and respected man.

Rick:
Don't you sometimes wonder if it's worth all this? I mean what you're fighting for.

Victor Laszlo:
You might as well question why we breathe. If we stop breathing, we'll die. If we stop fighting our enemies, the world will die.

Rick:
Well, what of it? It'll be out of its misery.

Victor Laszlo:
You know how you sound, Mr. Blaine? Like a man who's trying to convince himself of something he doesn't believe in his heart.

Major Strasser:
You give him credit for too much cleverness. My impression was that he's just another blundering American.

Captain Renault:
We musn't underestimate American blundering. I was with them when they blundered into Berlin in 1918.

Ilsa:
A franc for your thoughts.

Rick:
In America they'd bring only a penny, and, huh, I guess that's about all they're worth.

Ilsa:
Well, I'm willing to be overcharged. Tell me.

Rick:
Well, 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.

Major Strasser:
Are you one of those people who cannot imagine the Germans in their beloved Paris?

Rick:
It's not particularly my beloved Paris.

Heinz:
Can you imagine us in London?

Rick:
When you get there, ask me!

Captain Renault:
Hmmh! Diplomatist!

Major Strasser:
How about New York?

Rick:
Well there are certain sections of New York, Major, that I wouldn't advise you to try to invade.

Captain Renault:
This is the end of the chase.

Rick:
Twenty thousand francs says it isn't.

Captain Renault:
Is that a serious offer?

Rick:
I just paid out twenty. I'd like to get it back.

Captain Renault:
Make it ten. I'm only a poor corrupt official.

Ugarte:
You despise me, don't you?

Rick:
If I gave you any thought I probably would.

Ugarte:
Rick, think of all the poor devils who can't meet Renault's price. I get it for them for half. Is that so... parasitic?

Rick:
I don't mind a parasite. I object to a cut-rate one.

Yvonne:
Where were you last night?

Rick:
That's so long ago, I don't remember.

Yvonne:
Will I see you tonight?

Rick:
I never make plans that far ahead.

Annina:
Oh, monsieur, you are a man. If somone loved you very much, so that your happiness was the only thing that she wanted in the world, but she did a bad thing to make certain of it, could you forgive her?

Rick:
Nobody ever loved me that much.

Annina:
And he never knew, and the girl kept this bad thing locked in her heart? That would be all right, wouldn't it?

Rick:
You want my advice?

Annina:
Oh, yes, please.

Rick:
Go back to Bulgaria.

Captain Renault:
How extravagant you are, throwing away women like that. Some day they may be scarce.

Captain Renault:
What in heaven's name brought you to Casablanca?

Rick:
My health. I came to Casablanca for the waters.

Captain Renault:
The waters? What waters? We're in the desert.

Rick:
I was misinformed.

Rick:
I stick my neck out for nobody.

Major Strasser:
What is your nationality?

Rick:
I'm a drunkard.

Captain Renault:
That makes Rick a citizen of the world.

Victor Laszlo:
I know a good deal more about you than you suspect. I know, for instance, that you're in love with a woman. It is perhaps a strange circumstance that we both should be in love with the same woman. The first evening I came to this café, I knew there was something between you and Ilsa. Since no one is to blame, I - I demand no explanation. I ask only one thing. You won't give me the letters of transit: all right, but I want my wife to be safe. I ask you as a favor, to use the letters to take her away from Casablanca.

Rick:
You love her that much?

Victor Laszlo:
Apparently you think of me only as the leader of a cause. Well, I'm also a human being. Yes, I love her that much.

Captain Renault:
No matter how clever he is, he still needs an exit visa... or I should say two?

Rick:
Why two?

Captain Renault:
He is traveling with a lady.

Rick:
He'll take one.

Captain Renault:
I think not. I have seen the lady.

Captain Renault:
My dear Ricky, you overestimate the influence of the Gestapo. I don't interfere with them and they don't interfere with me. In Casablanca I am master of my fate! I am...

Rick:
You were saying?

Captain Renault:
Excuse me.

Rick:
I congratulate you.

Victor Laszlo:
What for?

Rick:
Your work.

Victor Laszlo:
I try.

Rick:
We all try. You succeed.

Captain Renault:
We are very honored tonight, Rick. Major Strasser is one of the reasons the Third Reich enjoys the reputation it has today.

Major Heinrich Strasser:
You repeat *Third* Reich as though you expected there to be others!

Captain Renault:
Well, personally, Major, I will take what comes.

Rick:
Who are you really, and what were you before? What did you do and what did you think, huh?

Ilsa:
We said no questions.

Rick:
...Here's looking at you, kid.

Rick:
Here's looking at you, kid.

Senor Ferrari:
Might as well be frank, monsieur. It would take a miracle to get you out of Casablanca, and the Germans have outlawed miracles.

Customer:
Are you sure this place is honest?

Carl:
Honest? As honest as the day is long!

Jan Brandel:
Captain Renault... may I?

Captain Renault:
Oh no! Not here please! Come to my office tomorrow morning. We'll do everything businesslike.

Jan Brandel:
We'll be there at six!

Captain Renault:
I'll be there at ten.

Rick:
Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, she walks into mine.

Ilsa:
Kiss me. Kiss me as if it were the last time.

Rick:
And remember, this gun is pointed right at your heart.

Captain Renault:
That is my least vulnerable spot.

Captain Renault:
Major Strasser has been shot. Round up the usual suspects.

Rick:
Louis, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

Rick:
Last night we said a great many things. You said I was to do the thinking for both of us. Well, I've done a lot of it since then, and it all adds up to one thing: you're getting on that plane with Victor where you belong.

Ilsa:
But, Richard, no, I... I...

Rick:
Now, you've got to listen to me! You have any idea what you'd have to look forward to if you stayed here? Nine chances out of ten, we'd both wind up in a concentration camp. Isn't that true, Louie?

Captain Renault:
I'm afraid Major Strasser would insist.

Ilsa:
You're saying this only to make me go.

Rick:
I'm saying it because it's true. Inside of us, we both know you belong with Victor. You're part of his work, the thing that keeps him going. If that plane leaves the ground and you're not with him, you'll regret it. Maybe not today. Maybe not tomorrow, but soon and for the rest of your life.

Ilsa:
But what about us?

Rick:
We'll always have Paris. We didn't have, we, we lost it until you came to Casablanca. We got it back last night.

Ilsa:
When I said I would never leave you.

Rick:
And you never will. But I've got a job to do, too. Where I'm going, you can't follow. What I've got to do, you can't be any part of. Ilsa, I'm no good at being noble, but it doesn't take much to see that the problems of three little people don't amount to a hill of beans in this crazy world. Someday you'll understand that. Now, now... Here's looking at you kid.

Captain Renault:
Realizing the importance of the case, my men are rounding up twice the usual number of suspects.

Captain Renault:
Oh no, Emil, please. A bottle of your best champagne, and put it on my bill.

Emil:
Very well, sir.

Victor Laszlo:
Captain, please...

Captain Renault:
Oh, please, monsieur. It is a little game we play. They put it on the bill, I tear up the bill. It is very convenient.

Victor Laszlo:
Welcome back to the fight. This time I know our side will win.

Ilsa:
Who is Rick?

Captain Renault:
Mamoiselle, you are in Rick's! And Rick is...

Ilsa:
Who is he?

Captain Renault:
Well, Rick is 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.

Rick:
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 wild finish. A guy standing on a station platform in the rain, with a comical look on his face, because his insides have been kicked out.

Ilsa:
Thank you for the coffee, monsieur. I shall miss that when I leave Casablanca.

Senor Ferrari:
It was gracious of you to share it with me.

Captain Renault:
If he ever gets a word in, it'll be a major Italian victory.

Captain Renault:
By the way, last night you evinced an interest in Señor Ugarte.

Victor Laszlo:
Yes.

Captain Renault:
I believe you have a message for him?

Victor Laszlo:
Nothing important, but may I speak to him now?

Major Heinrich Strasser:
You would find the conversation a trifle one-sided. Señor Ugarte is dead.

Ilsa:
Oh.

Captain Renault:
I am making out the report now. We haven't quite decided yet whether he committed suicide or died trying to escape.

Rick:
I don't like disturbances in my place.

Rick:
Either lay off politics, or get out.

Ilsa:
I wish I didn't love you so much.

Captain Renault:
I was informed you were the most beautiful woman ever to visit Casablanca. That was gross understatement.

Rick:
You'll excuse me, gentlemen. Your business is politics, mine is running a saloon.

Captain Renault:
I've often speculated why you don't return to America. Did you abscond with the church funds? Run off with a senator's wife? I like to think you killed a man. It's the Romantic in me.

Rick:
It was a combination of all three.

Sam:
Boss, ain't you going to bed?

Rick:
Not right now.

Sam:
Ain't you planning on going to bed in the near future?

Rick:
No.

Sam:
You ever going to bed?

Rick:
No!

Sam:
Well, I ain't sleepy either.

Ugarte:
Well, Rick, after tonight, I'll be through with the whole business and I am leaving finally this Casablanca.

Rick:
Who did you bribe for your visa? Renault or yourself?

Ugarte:
Myself. I found myself much more reasonable.

Round up The Usual Suspects

Ugarte:
You despise me, don't you?

Rick:
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.

Rick:
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?

Rick:
I don't mind a parasite. I object to a cut-rate one.

...

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:
[about his club] It's not for sale.

Ferrari:
You haven't heard my offer.

Rick:
It's not for sale at any price.

Ferrari:
What do you want for Sam?

Rick:
I don't buy or sell human beings.

Ferrari:
Too bad. That's Casablanca's leading commodity. In refugees alone, we could make a fortune, if you work with me through the black market.

Rick:
Suppose you run your business and let me run mine.

Ferrari:
Suppose we ask Sam. Maybe he'd like to make a change?

Rick:
Suppose we do.

Ferrari:
My dear Rick, when will you realize that in this world today, isolationism is no longer a practical policy?

Renault:
Hello, Rick.

Rick:
Hello, Louis.

Renault:
How extravagant you are, throwing away women like that. Someday they may be scarce. You know, now I think I shall pay a call on Yvonne. Maybe get her on the rebound. Hmm?

Rick:
When it comes to women, you're a true democrat.

Renault:
I've often speculated on why you don't return to America. Did you abscond with the church funds? Did you run off with a Senator's wife? I like to think that you killed a man. It's the romantic in me.

Rick:
It's a combination of all three.

Renault:
And what in heaven's name brought you to Casablanca?

Rick:
My health. I came to Casablanca for the waters.

Renault:
The waters? What waters? We're in the desert.

Rick:
I was misinformed.

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:
It's not particularly my beloved Paris.

Heinz:
Can you imagine us in London?

Rick:
When you get there, ask me!

Renault:
Hmmh! Diplomatist!

Strasser:
How about New York?

Rick:
Well, there are certain sections of New York, Major, that I wouldn't advise you to try to invade.

Ilsa:
Play it once, Sam, for old times' sake.

Sam:
I don't know what you mean, Miss Ilsa.

Ilsa:
[whispered] Play it, Sam. Play As Time Goes By.

Sam:
Why, I can't remember it, Miss Ilsa. I'm a little rusty on it.

Ilsa:
I'll hum it for you. [Ilsa hums two bars. Sam starts to play] Sing it, Sam.

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).

Strasser:
I strongly suspect that Ugarte left the letters of transit with Mr. Blaine. I would suggest you search the cafe immediately and thoroughly.

Renault:
If Rick has the letters, he's much too smart to let you find them there.

Strasser:
You give him credit for too much cleverness. My impression was that he's just another blundering American.

Renault:
You mustn't underestimate American blundering. I was with them when they "blundered" into Berlin in 1918.

Rick:
That was some going-over your men gave my place. We just barely got cleaned up in time to open.

Renault:
Well, I told Major Strasser that he wouldn't find the letters here, but I told my men to be especially destructive. You know how that impresses Germans. [leans in] Rick. Have you got those letters?

Rick:
Louis, are you pro-Vichy or Free French?

Renault:
[smiling] Hmmph. Serves me right for asking a direct question. The subject is closed.

Strasser:
[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.

Renault:
But everybody's having such a good time.

Strasser:
Yes, much too good a time. The place is to be closed.

Renault:
But I've no excuse to close it!

Strasser:
Find one.

[Strasser leaves, ending the conversation; Renault walks into the middle of the room and blows his whistle]

Renault:
Everybody is to leave here immediately! This cafe is closed until further notice. Clear the room, at once!

Rick:
How can you close me up? On what grounds?

Renault:
I am shocked- shocked- to find that gambling is going on in here!

Croupier:
[hands Renault money] Your winnings, sir.

Renault:
[to croupier] Oh, thank you very much. [announcing to the room] Everybody out at once!

Rick:
Your unexpected visit isn't connected by any chance with the letters of transit? Seems as long as I have those letters, I'll never be lonely.

Ilsa:
You can ask any price you want, but you must give me those letters.

Rick:
I went all through that with your husband. It's no deal.

Ilsa:
I know how you feel about me, but I'm asking you to put your feelings aside for something more important.

Rick:
Do I have to hear again what a great man your husband is? What an important Cause he's fighting for?

Ilsa:
It was your cause too. In your own way, you were fighting for the same thing.

Rick:
I'm not fighting for anything anymore except myself. I'm the only Cause I'm interested in.

Ilsa:
Richard, we loved each other once. If those days meant anything at all to you...

Rick:
I wouldn't bring up Paris If I were you. It's poor salesmanship.

Ilsa:
I can't fight it anymore. I ran away from you once. I can't do it again. Oh, I don't know what's right any longer. You have to think for both of us. For all of us.

Rick:
All right, I will. Here's looking at you, kid.

Ilsa:
[smiles] I wish I didn't love you so much. Bolded section ranked #5 in the American Film Institute's list of the top 100 movie quotations in American cinema.

Rick:
Don't you sometimes wonder if it's worth all this? I mean what you're fighting for.

Laszlo:
You might as well question why we breathe. If we stop breathing, we'll die. If we stop fighting our enemies, the world will die.

Rick:
Well, what of it? It'll be out of its misery.

Laszlo:
You know how you sound, Mr. Blaine? Like a man who's trying to convince himself of something he doesn't believe in his heart. Each of us has a destiny - for good or for evil.

Rick:
I get the point.

Laszlo:
I wonder if you do. I wonder if you know that you're trying to escape from yourself, and that you'll never succeed.

Rick:
You seem to know all about my destiny.

Laszlo:
I know a good deal more about you than you suspect. I know, for instance, that you're in love with a woman. It is perhaps a strange circumstance that we both should be in love with the same woman. The first evening I came to this café, I knew there was something between you and Ilsa. Since no one is to blame, I - I demand no explanation. I ask only one thing. You won't give me the letters of transit. All right. But I want my wife to be safe. I ask you as a favor, to use the letters to take her away from Casablanca.

Rick:
You love her that much?

Laszlo:
Apparently you think of me only as the leader of a cause. Well, I'm also a human being. Yes, I love her that much.

Renault:
There's still something about this business I don't quite understand. Miss Lund, she's very beautiful, yes. But you were never interested in any woman.

Rick:
She isn't just 'any woman.'

Renault:
I see. How do I know you'll keep your end of the bargain?

Rick:
I'll make the arrangements right now with Laszlo in the visitor's pen.

Renault:
Ricky, I'm gonna miss you. Apparently, you're the only one in Casablanca who has even less scruples than I.

Rick:
There's something you should know before you leave.

Laszlo:
Mr. Blaine, I don't ask you to explain anything.

Rick:
I'm going to anyway because it may make a difference to you later on. You said you knew about Ilsa and me.

Laszlo:
Yes.

Rick:
What you didn't know was that she was at my place last night when you were. She came there for the letters of transit. Isn't that true, Ilsa?

Ilsa:
Yes.

Rick:
She tried everything to get them and nothing worked. She did her best to convince me she was still in love with me but that was over long ago. For your sake she pretended it wasn't and I let her pretend.

Laszlo:
I understand.

Rick:
Here it is. [hands the letters to Lazlo]

Laszlo:
Thanks. I appreciate it. Welcome back to the fight. This time I know our side will win. Are you ready, Ilsa?

Ilsa:
Yes, I'm ready. Good-bye Rick. God bless you.

Rick:
You better hurry. You'll miss that plane.

Rick:
[drawing a pistol] Get away from that phone!

Strasser:
I would advise you not to interfere.

Rick:
I was willing to shoot Captain Renault and I'm willing to shoot you.

Strasser:
[into the phone] Hello?

Rick:
Put that phone down!

Strasser:
Get me the radio tower.

Rick:
Put it down! [Strasser draws his gun; Rick fires, killing him, which is immediately followed by the arrival of the Vichy police]

Renault:
Major Strasser has been shot. [pause] Round up the usual suspects. Bolded section ranked #32 in the the American Film Institute's list of the top 100 movie quotations in American cinema.

Renault:
Well, Rick, you're not only a sentimentalist, but you've become a patriot.

Rick:
Maybe, but it seemed like a good time to start.

Renault:
I think perhaps you're right. [he pours the Vichy water into a glass, but then sees its label; with a look of disgust, he quickly drops the bottle into a trash basket and kicks it over] It might be a good idea for you to disappear from Casablanca for a while. There's a Free French garrison over at Brazzaville. I could be induced to arrange a passage.

Rick:
My letter of transit? I could use a trip. But it doesn't make any difference about our bet. You still owe me ten thousand francs.

Renault:
And that ten thousand francs should pay our expenses.

Rick:
Our expenses?

Renault:
Mm-hm.

Rick:
[Rick walks off with Renault across the wet runway into the mist] Louis, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship. Bolded section ranked #20 in the American Film Institute's list of the top 100 movie quotations in American cinema.

Play it; play the Marseillaise!

Rick:
Louie, whatever gave you the impression that I might be interested in helping Laszlo escape?

Renault:
Because, my dear Ricky, I suspect that under that cynical shell, you're at heart a sentimentalist. [off Rick's reaction] Oh, laugh if you will, but I happen to be familiar with your record. Let me point out just two items. In 1935, you ran guns to Ethiopia. In 1936, you fought in Spain on the Loyalists' side.

Rick:
And got well paid for it on both occasions.

Renault:
The winning side would have paid you much better.

Rick:
Maybe.

Rick Blaine:
[after inspecting a dossier about him] Are my eyes really brown?

Rick Blaine:
[on Captain Renault]  Oh, he's just like any other man, only more so.

Rick Blaine:
[when Ilsa threatens him with a gun] Go ahead and shoot. You'll be doing me a favor.

Captain Louis Renault:
[about Ugarte]  I'm making out the report now.  We haven't quite decided whether he committed suicide or died trying to escape.

Captain Louis Renault:
Oh, please, monsieur.  It is a little game we play.  They put it on the bill, I tear up the bill.  It is very convenient.

Captain Louis Renault:
I have no conviction, if that's what you mean.  I blow with the wind, and the prevailing wind happens to be from Vichy.

Ilsa Lund:
[to Rick, in Paris as the Germans are invading]  I love you so much.  And I hate this war so much.  Oh, it's a crazy world.  Anything can happen.  If you shouldn't get away, I mean, if something should keep us apart, wherever they put you and wherever I'll be, I want you to know that…I Love you.  Kiss me as if it were the last time.

Ilsa Lund:
You want to feel sorry for yourself, don’t you? With so much at stake, all you can think of is your own feelings. One woman has hurt you, and you take your revenge on the rest of the world. You’re a coward and a weakling.

Victor Laszlo:
In a concentration camp, one is apt to lose a little weight.

Victor Laszlo:
If I didn't give (the names of Underground leaders) 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 Europe, hundreds, thousands would rise to take our places. Even Nazis can't kill that fast.