With the comingof the Second World War......many eyes in imprison ed Europeturned hopefully, or desperately......toward the freedom of the Americas.Lisbon becamethe great embarkation point.But not everybody could getto Lisbon directly.And so a torturous, round about refugee trail sprang（spring up）up.Paris to Marseilles......across the Mediterranean to Oran.Then, by train or auto or foot,across the rim of Africa......to Casablanca in French Morocco.Here, the fortunate ones,through money or influence or luck......might obtain exit visas and scurry to Lisbon.And from Lisbon to the New World.But the others wait in Casablanca.And waitand wait......and wait.To all officers:Two German couriers carrying official documents murdered on train from Oran.Murderer and possible accomplices headed for Casablanca.Round up all suspicious characters and search them for stolen document.Important.May we see your papers?I don't think I have them on me.- In that case, you'll have to come along.- Wait. It 's possible that I...Yes. Here they are.These papers expired three weeks ago.You'll have to come along.Halt!Halt!- What on earth is going on there?- I don't know, my dear.Pardon, monsieur. Pardon, madame.Have you not heard?We hear very little,and we understand even less.Two German couriers were found murdered in thedesert. The unoccupied desert.This is the customary round up of refugees, liberals......and, of course, a beautiful young girl for Renault, the prefect of police.Along with these unappy refugees, the scum of Europe has gravitated to Casablanca.Some of them have been waitingyears for a visa.I beg of you, monsieur, watch yourself.Be on guard.This place is full of vultures.Vultures everywhere. Everywhere!- Thank you. Thank you very much.- Not at all.What an amusing little fellow.Waiter.- Oh, how silly of me.- What, dear?I've left my wallet in the hotel.Perhaps tomorrowwe'll be on the plane.It is good to see you again,Major Strasser.Thank you, thank you.May I present Captain Renault,policeprefect of Casablanca. Major Strasser.Unoccupied France welcomes youto Casablanca.Thank you, captain.It's good to be here.Major Strasser, my aide,Lieutenant Casselle.Captain Tonnelli.The Italian service at your command.That is kind of you.You may find the climate of Casablanca a trifle warm.We Germans must get used to all climates,from Russia to the Sahara.- Perhaps you werert referring to weather.- What else?The murder of the couriers.What has been done?My men are rounding up twice the usual number of suspects.- But we know already who the murderer is.- Good. Is he in custody?No hurry. Tonight he'll be at Rick's.Everybody comes to Rick's.I've alreadyheard about this cafe.And also about Mr. Rick himself.Waiting, waiting, waiting.I'll never get out of here.I'll die in Casablanca.But can't you make it just a little more?Please?Sorry, but diamonds are a drug on the market. Everybody sells diamonds.There are diamonds everywhere. .All right.The trucks are waiting.The men are waiting. Everything...It's the fishing smack Santiago.It leaves at tomorrow night,here from the end of LaMedina. Third boat.- Thank you. Thank you.- And bring , francs in cash.Remember, in cash.Cheerio.- Open up, Abdul.- Yes, professor.- Waiter?- Yes, madame?Will you ask Rick if he'll have a drink with us?Madame, he never drinks with customers.Never. Ihave never seen it.What makes saloon keepers so snobbish?Perhaps if you told him I ran thesecond-largest banking house in Amsterdam.Second largest?That wouldn't impressRick.The leading banker in Amsterdamis now thepastry chef in our kitchen.We have somethingto lookforward to.And his father is the bellboy.Excuseme.I'm sorry, sir.This is a private room. Of all the nerve. Who do you think...?I know thereis gambling in there.- You dare not keep me out.-Yes? What's the trouble?I have been in every gambling room between Honolulu and Berlin.And ifyou think I' m going to be kept outof a saloon likethis, you're much mistaken.Excuse me, please.Hello,Rick.Your cash is good at the bar.What? Do you know who I am?I do. You're lucky the bar is open to you.This is outrageous!I shall report it to The Angriff.You know, watching you just now, one wouldthink you've been doing this all your life.- What makes you think I haven't?- Nothing.- But when you first came, I thought...- You thought what?What right do I have to think?May I ?Too bad about those two German couriers, wasrt it?They got a lucky break.Yesterday they were just clerks......today they are the honored dead.You are a very cynical person, Rick,if you'll forgive me for saying so.I forgive you.- Will you have a drink with me?- No.I forgot, you never drink with...I'll have another,please.You despise me, don't you?If I gave you any thought,I probably would.But why?Do you object to the kind of business I do?But think of all those poor refugees whomust rot in this place if I didn't help them.That's not so bad. Through ways of my own,I provide them with exit visas.For a price, Ugarte. For a price.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.Well, after tonight I will be throughwith the whole business.And I' m leaving, finally,this Casablanca.Who did you bribe for your visa?Renault or yourself?Myself.I found myself much more reasonable.Look, Rick.Know what thisis?Something that even you have never seen.Letters of transit signedby General de Gaulle.Cannot be rescinded.Not even questioned.One moment.Tonight I' II be selling thosefor more money than I ever dreamed of.And then, addio, Casablanca.I have many a friend in Casablanca,but somehow, just because you despise me......you are the only one I trust.Will you keep these for me, please?- For how long?- Perhaps an hour. Perhaps a little longer.- I don't want them here overnight.- Don't be afraid of that.Please keep them for me.Thank you.I knew I could trust you.Waiter. I' II be expecting some people.If anybody asks for me,I'll be right here.Rick......I hope you're more impressedwith menow.If you'll forgive me, I' II share my good luckwith your roulette wheel.Just a moment.I heard a rumor those two German courierswere carrying letters of transit.I've heard that rumor too. Poor devils.You're right, Ugarte.I am a little more impressed with you.- Hello, Rick.- Hello, Ferrari.How's business at the Blue Parrot?- Fine, but I' d like to buy your cafe.- It 's not for sale.- You haven't heard my offer.- It 's not for sale at any price.- What do you want for Sam?- I don't buy or sell human beings.Too bad.That's Casablanca's leading commodity.In refugees alone we could make a fortune,if you'd work with me in the black market.Suppose you run your businessand let me runmine.Suppose we ask Sam.Maybe he'd like to make a change.Suppose we do.When will you realize that in this world today isolationism is no longer a practical policy?Sam, Ferrari wants you to work for himat the Blue Parrot.Oh, I like it fine here.- He'll double what I pay you.- I ain't got time to spend what I make here.Sorry.The boss's private stock......because, Yvonne, I love you.- Oh, shut up.All right, all right. For you, I shut up,because, Yvonne, I love you.Some Germans gave this check.Is it all right?Where were you last night?That's so long ago,I don't remember.- Will I see you tonight?- I never make plans that far ahead.Give me another.- Sascha, she's had enough.- Don't listen to him. Fillit up.Yvonne, I love you,but he pays me.- Rick, I' m tired of having you...- Sascha, call a cab.- We're gonna get your coat.- Take your hands off me.You're going home.You've had a little too much to drink.Hey, taxi.Who do you think you are,pushing me around?I was a foolto fall for a man like you.Go with her, Sascha.Be sure she gets home.And come right back.Yes, boss.- Hello, Rick.- Hello, Louis.How extravagant you are,throwing away women.Someday they may be scarce.I think now I shall pay a call on Yvonne.Maybe get her on the rebound.When it comes to women,you're a true democrat.If he gets a word in,it'll be a major Italian victory.The plane to Lisbon.You would like to be on it?Why? What's inLisbon?The clipper to America.I've often speculated on whyyou don't return to America.Did you abscond with the church funds?Did you run off with a senator's wife?Llike to think you killed a man.It's the romantic in me.It's a combination of all three.And what in heavers namebrought you to Casablanca?My health.I came to Casablanca for the waters.The waters? What waters?We're in the desert.I was misinformed.Excuse me, Monsieur Rick.A gentleman insidehas won , francs......and the cashierwould like some money.I'll get it from the safe.I'm so upset, Rick. You know l- -Forget it, Emil. Mistakes like thathappen all the time.I'm awfully sorry.Rick, there will be someexcitementhere tonight. An arrest in your cafe.- Again?- This is no ordinary arrest.A murderer, no less.If you're thinking of warning him,don't put yourself out. He cannot escape.- I stick my neck out for nobody.- A wise foreign policy.Could have made the arrest earlier,at the Blue Parrot.Out of my regard for you,we're stageing it here.It will amuse your customers.Our entertainment's enough.We're to have an important guesthere tonight.Major Strasser of the Third Reich, no less.We want him to be herewhen we make the arrest.A demonstration of the efficiency of my administration.I see.And what's Strasser doing here?He certainly didn't come here to witnessa demonstration of your efficiency.-Perhaps not.- Here.- It shall not happen again.- That's all right.Louis, you got something on your mind.Why don't you spill it.How observant you are.As a matter of fact,I wanted to give you a word of advice.Yeah?- Have a brandy?- Thank you.There are many exit visas sold in this cafe,but we know that you've never sold one.That is the reasonwe permit you to remain open.I thought it was becausellet you win at roulette.That is another reason.There is a man arrived in Casablancaon his way to America.He will offer a fortune to anyonewho'll furnish an exit visa.- What's his name?- Victor Laszlo.Victor Laszlo?Rick, that is the first timeI've seen you so impressed.He'ssucceeded in impressinghalf the world.It's my duty to see thathe doesn't impress the other szlo must never reach America.He stays in Casablanca.It'll be interestingto see how he manages.- Manages what?- His escape.- But I just told you...- Stop it.He escaped from a concentration camp.The Nazis have chased him all over Europe.This is the end of the chase.Twenty thousand francs says it isn't.Is that a serious offer?I just paid out ,and I' d like to get it back.Make it .I'm only a poor corrupt official.- Okay.- Done.No matter how clever he is, he stillneeds an exit visa. Or I should say two.- Why two?- He is traveling with a lady.- He'll take one.-I think not. I' ve seen the lady.And if he did not leave herin Marseilles or Oran......he certainly won't leave herin Casablanca.Maybe he's not quiteas romantic as6you are.It doesn't matter.There is no exit visa for him.What ever gave you the impressionthat I might help Laszlo escape?Because, my dear Ricky,I suspect that under that cynical shell......you are at heart a ugh if you will,but I happen to be familiar with your record.Let me point out just two items:In , you ran guns to Ethiopia.In , youfought in Spain on the Loyalist side.And got well paid for it on both occasions.The winning side wouldhave paid you much better.Maybe.It seems you're determinedto keep Laszlo here.I have my orders.I see. Gestapo spank.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...- Major Strasser is here, sir.- You were saying?- Excuse me.Carl, see that Major Strassergets a good table, close to the ladies.I have already given him the best, knowinghe is German and would take it anyway.Take him quietly.Two guards at every door.- Everything is ready, sir.- Go ahead.- Good evening,gentlemen.- Good evening, captain.- Wort you join us?- Thank you.- It 's a pleasure to have you here, major.- Champagne and a tin of caviar.May I recommend Veuve Clicquot ',a good French wine.Very well, sir.- A very interesting club.- Especially so tonight, major.In a few minutes you'll see the arrestof the man who murdered your couriers.I expected no less, captain.Monsieur Ugarte.- Will you please come with us?- Certainly.May I first please cash my chips?Very lucky, huh? Two thousand, please.Rick! Rick, help me!- Don't be a fool. You can't get away.- But, Rick, hide me. Do something!Excellent, captain.When they come for me,I hope you'll be more of a help.I stick my neckout for nobody.I'm sorry there was a disturbance, folks,but it's all over now.Just sit down and have a good time.Enjoy yourselves. All right, Sam.Rick, this is Major Heinrich Strasserof the Third Reich.- How do you do, Mr. Rick?- How do you do?You already know Herr Heinzeof the Third Reich.Please join us, Mr. Rick.We are very honored tonight.Major Strasser is one of the reasons the Third Reich enjoys the reputation it has.You repeat Third Reichas though you expected there to be others.Well, personally, major,I will take what comes.Do you mind if I ask you a few questions?- Unofficially, of course.- Make it official if you like.- What is your nationality?- I' m a drunkard.And that makes Ricka citizenof the world.I was born in New York City,if that'll help you any.I understand you came here from Parisat the time of the occupation.There seems to be no secret about that.Are you one of those people who cannotimagine the Germans in their beloved Paris?It's not particularly my beloved Paris.Can you imagine us in London?When you get there, ask me.Diplomatist.How about New York?Well, there are sections of New York, major,that I wouldn't advise you to try to invade.- 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 were not always so carefully neutral.We have a complete dossier onyou."Richard Blaine, American. Age: .Cannot return to his country."The reason is a little vague.We also know what you did in Paris.And also we know why you left Paris.Don't worry, we're not going to broadcast it.Are my eyes really brown?You will forgive my curiosity,Mr. Blaine. The point is......an enemy of the Reichhas come to Casablanca......and we are checking up on anybodywho can be of any help to us.My interest in whether Victor Laszlostays or goes is purely a sporting one.In this case you have no sympathy for the fox?Not particularly. I understandthe point of view of the hound szlo published the foulest lies in the Prague newspapers......until the day wemarched in.And even after that, he continuedto print scandal sheets in his cellar.Of course, one must admithe has great courage.I admit he's 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 businessis politics, mine is running a saloon.Good evening, Mr. Blaine.You see, major?You have nothing to worry about Rick.Perhaps.- I reserved a table. Victor Laszlo.- Yes, Monsieur Laszlo. Right this way.Two Cointreaux, please.I saw no one of Ugarte's description.Victor, I feel somehowwe shouldn't stay here.If we would walk out so soonit would only call attention tous.Perhaps Ugarte is insome other part of the cafe.Excuse me, but you look like a couplewho areon their way to America.You'll find a market therefor this ring.I'm forced to sell it at a great sacrifice.- Thank you, but I hardly think...- Perhaps for the lady.The ring is quite unique.- Yes,I' m very interested.- Good.What is your name?Berger, Norwegian.At your service, sir.I'll meet you in a few minutesat the bar.We don't wantthe ring,but thanks for showing it to us.- Such a bargain. But that is your decision?- I' m sorry, it is.- Monsieur Laszlo, is it not?- Yes?Iam Captain Renault,prefect of police.Yes, what isit you want?Merely to welcome you to Casablancaandwish you a pleasant stay.It isn't often we haveso distinguished a visitor.Thank you.I hope you'll forgive me, captain.The present French administrationhasn't always been so cordial.May I present Miss llsa Lund.I was told you were the mostbeautiful woman ever to visit Casablanca.That was a gross understatement.You're very kind.- Wort you join us?- Lf you will permit me.Oh, no, Emile, please. A bottle of yourbest champagne. And put it on my bill.It's a game we play. They put it on the bill,I tear up the bill. It is very convenient.Captain,the boy who's playing the piano...Somewhere I' ve seen him.- Sam?- Yes.He came from Paris with Rick.Rick? Who is he?-Mademoiselle, you are in Rick's. Rick is...- Is what?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 talkingto a beautiful woman about another man.Excuse me.Major.Mademoiselle Lund and Monsieur Laszlo,may I present Major Strasser.How do you do?This is a pleasureI have looked forward to.I'm sure you'll excuse meif I' m not gracious.You see, Major Strasser,I am a Czechoslovakian.You were a Czechoslovakian.Now you are a subject of the German Reich.I have never accepted that privilege.And I' m now on French soil.I should like to discuss some matters arisingfrom your presence on Frenchsoil.This is hardly the time or place.Then we shall state another time and place.Tomorrow at in the prefect's office.With mademoiselle.Captain, I am under your authority.Is it your orderthat we come to your office?Let us say it is my request.That is a much more pleasant word.Very well.A very clever tactical retreat, major.- This time they really mean to stop me.- Victor, I' m afraid for you.We've been in difficult places before,haven't we?I must find out what Berger knows.- Be careful.- I will. Don't worry.Monsieur Berger, the ring.Could I see it again?Champagne cocktail, please.I recognize you from the news photographs,Monsieur Laszlo.In a concentration camp,one is apt to lose a littleweight.We read five times that you were killedin five different places.As you see,it was true every single time.Thank heaven I found you, Berger.I'm looking for a man by the name of Ugarte.He's supposed to help me.Ugarte cannot even help himself.He's under arrest for murder.He was arrested here tonight.I see.But we who are still free will doall we can. We are organized.Underground, like everywhere else.Tomorrow night there is a meetingat the Caverne du Bois.If you will come...Will you ask the piano playerto come over here?Very well, mademoiselle.- How's the jewelry business, Berger?- Not so good. Check, please.Too bad youwerert here earlier. We hadquite a bit of excitement, didn't we, Berger?Yes. Excuse me, gentlemen.- My bill.- No. Two champagne cocktails. Please.- Hello, Sam.- Hello, Miss llsa.I never expected to see you again.It's been a long time.Yes, ma'am.Alot of water under the bridge.- Some of the old songs, Sam.- Yes, ma'am.Where is Rick?I don't know.I ain't seen him all night.- When will he be back?- Not tonight no more. He ain't coming...He went home.- Does he always leave so early?- He never...Well, he's got a girl up to the Blue Parrot.Goes up there all the time.You used to be a much better liar, Sam.Leave him alone, Miss llsa.You're bad luck to him.Play it once, Sam.For old times' sake.I don'tknow what you mean,Miss llsa.Play it, Sam.Play "As Time Goes By."I can't remember it, Miss llsa.I'm a little rusty on it.I'll hum it for you.Sing it, Sam.Sam, I thought I told you never to play...Well, you were asking about Rick,and here he is. May I present...- Hello, llsa.- Hello, Rick.Oh, you've already met Rick, mademoiselle?Then perhaps you also...This is Mr. Laszlo.- How do you do?- How do you do?One hears a great deal about Rickin Casablanca.And about Victor Laszlo everywhere.- Wort you join us for a drink?- Rick never...- Thanks, I will.- Well......a precedent is being broken. Emile.- Interesting cafe. I congratulate you.- I congratulate you.- What for?- Your work.Thank you.I try.We all try. You succeed.She was asking about you earlier, Rick,in a way that made me extremely jealous.I wasrt sure you were the same.- Let's see, the last time we met...- Was La Belle Aurore.How nice. You remembered.But, of course, that was the daythe Germans marched into Paris.Not an easy day to forget.I remember every detail.The Germans wore gray, you wore blue.Yes. I put that dress away.When the Germans march outI'll wear it again.Ricky, you're becoming quite human.I suppose we have to thank you for that.Ilsa, I don't wish to be the oneto say it, but it's late.So it is. We have a curfew in Casablanca.It would never do for the chief of police......to be found drinking after hours.- Ihope we didn't overstay our welcome.- Not at all.- Your check, sir.- It 's my party.Another precedent gone.This has been a very interesting evening.I'll call you a cab.Gasoline rationing, time of night.- We'll come again.- Anytime.- Say good night to Sam for me.- I will.There's still nobody in the worldwho can play "As Time Goes By" like Sam.He hasn't played it in a long time.- Good night.- Good night.Night.A very puzzling fellow, this Rick.What sort is he?I really can't say,though I saw him quite often in Paris.- Tomorrow at , at the prefect office.- We'll be there.- Good night.- Good night.Boss?- Boss?- Yeah?- Boss, ain't you going to bed?- Not right now.Ain't you planning on going to bedin the nearfuture?- You ever going to bed?- No.Well, I ain't sleepy, either.Good, then have a drink.- Not me, boss.- Then don't have a drink.Boss, let's get out of here.No, sir. I' m waiting for a lady.Please, let's go.Ain't nothing but trouble for you here.She's coming back.I know she's coming back.We'll take the car and drive all night.We'll get drunk. We'll go fishing,stay away until she's gone.- Shut up and go home, will you?- No, sir, I' m staying right here.They grab Ugarte, then she walks in.That's the way it goes.One in, one out.- Sam.- Yes, boss?If it's December in Casablanca,what time is it in New York?What?My watch stopped.I bet they're asleep in New York.I betthey're asleep all over America.Of all the gin joints in all the townsin all the world......she walks into mine.- What's that you're playing?- A little something of my own.- Well, stop it. You know what I want to hear.- No, I don't.You played it for her.You can play it for me.- I don't think I can remember...- lf she can stand it, I can.Play it.Yes, boss.Who are you really?And what were you before?What did you do,and what did you think?We said no questions.Here's looking at you, kid.A franc for your thoughts.In America they'd bring only a penny.I guess that's about all they're won'th.I'm willing to be overcharged. Tell me.Well, I was wondering...Why I' m so lucky. Why Ishouldfind you waiting for me to come along.Why there is no other man in my life?That's easy.There was.He's dead.I'm sorry for asking.I forgot we said no questions.Only one answer can take careof all our questions.Nothing can stop them now. Wednesday,Thursday at the latest, they'll be in Paris.Richard, they'll find out your record.You won't be safe here.I'm on their blacklist already.Their roll of honor.Henri wants us to finish this bottleand then three more.Says he'll water his garden with champagnebefore he'll let the Germans drink it.This sort of takes the sting outof being occupied, doesn't it?You said it.Here's looking at you, kid.My Germars a little rusty.It'sthe Gestapo.They say they expect to bein Paris tomorrow.They're telling us how to actwhen they come marching in.With the whole world crumbling,we pick this time to fall in love.It's pretty bad timing.- Where were you, say, years ago?- years ago?Let's see.Yes, I was having a brace put on my teeth.Where were you?Looking for a job.Was that cannon fire?Or is it my heart pounding?It's the new German th, and judgingby the sound, only about miles away.And getting closer every minute.Here, here, drink up.We'll never finish the other three.Them Germans will be here pretty soon,and they'll come looking for you.And don't forget,there's a price on your head.Ileft a note inmy apartment.They'll know where to find me.It's strange.- I know so very little about you.- I know very little about you.Just the fact thatyou had your teeth straightened.Be serious, darling. You are in danger.You must leave Paris.No, we must leave.Yes, of course. We.The train for Marseilles leaves at :.I'll pick you up at your hotel at :.Not at my hotel. I...I have things to do in the citybefore I leave.I'll meet you at the station.All right, at a quarter to .Why don't we get marriedin Marseilles?That's too far ahead to plan.Yes. I guess it is too far ahead.Let's see... What about the engineer?Why can't he marry us on the train?Why not? The captain on a ship can.It doesn't seem fairthat...Hey, what's wrong, kid?Llove you so much.And I hate this war so much.It's a crazy world.Anything can happen.If you shouldn't get away...If something should keep us apart......wherever they put you......and wherever I' II be,I want you to know that I...Kiss me.Kiss me as if it were the last time.Where is she?Have you seen her?I can't find her.She checked out of the hotel.But this note came just after you left.That's the last call, Mr. Richard.Do you hear me?Come on, Mr. Richard.Let's get out of here. Come on.Rick, I have to talk to you.I saved my first drinkto have with you. Here.- No, Rick. Not tonight.- Especially tonight.Why did you have to come to Casablanca?There are otherplaces.I wouldn't have comeif I' d known you were here.Believe me, Rick, it's true.I didn't know.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 and never stop."- Don't, Rick.I can understand how you feel.You understand how I feel.How long was it we had, honey?- I didn't count the days.- Well, I did.Every one of them.Mostly I remember the last one.The wild finish. A guy standingon a station platform in the rain......with a comical look on his face......because his insideshave been kicked out.Can I tell you a story, Rick?Does it got a wild finish?I don't know the finish yet.Go on, tell it.Maybe one'll cometo you as you go along.It's about a girl who had just come to Parisfrom her home in Oslo.At the house of some friends......she met a man about whomshe'd heard her whole life.A very great and courageous man.He opened up for her a wholebeautiful world......full of knowledge and thoughts and ideals.Everything she knewor ever became was because of him.And she looked up to him......and worshiped him......with a feeling she supposed was love.Yes, that's very pretty.I heard a story once. In fact,I've heard a lot of stories in my time.They went along with the soundof a tinny piano......playing in the parlor downstairs."Mister, I met a man oncewhen I was a。
