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Casablanca

(1942)

Directed by Michael Curtiz
Produced by Hal B Wallis & Jack L Warner
Screenplay by Julius J & Philip G Epstein & Howard Koch
From the play Everybody Comes to Rick’s by Murray Bennett & Joan Alison
Original music by Max Steiner
Cinematography by Arthur Edeson
Art direction by Carl Jules Weyl

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

I don’t mind a parasite. I object to a cut-rate one.

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

And what in heaven’s name brought you to Casablanca?

My health. I came to Casablanca for the waters.

Waters? What waters? We’re in the desert.

I was misinformed.

I stick my neck out for nobody.

Because, my dear Ricky, I suspect that under that cynical shell you are a sentimentalist.

What is your nationality?

I’m a drunkard.

Play it, Sam. Play “As Time Goes By.”

I remember every detail. The Germans wore gray. You wore blue.

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

You played it for her and you can play it for me.

Here’s looking at you, kid.

I am making out the report now. We haven’t quite decided if he committed suicide or died trying to escape.

Allons enfants de la Patrie, Le jour de gloire est arrivé!

I am shocked, shocked to find that gambling is going on in here!

Go ahead and shoot. You’ll be doing me a favor.

You’ll have to think for both of us. For all of us.

Ricky, I’m going to miss you. Apparently you are the only one in Casablanca who has even less scruples than I.

And remember, this gun is pointed straight at your heart.

That is my least vulnerable spot.

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.

We’ll always have Paris.

I’m not 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.

She did her best to convince me that she was still in love with me, but that was all over long ago.

Major Strasser’s been shot! … Round up the usual suspects.

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

If most of this dialogue doesn’t ring a bell … you haven’t seen Casablanca enough times.