(Rick steps into the hall and hears Sam singing the song: He angrily
Rick: Sam I thought I told you never to play…
(Rick is shocked when suddenly finding Ilsa beside, whose eyes are
filled with tears. The past shows up again. Rick met with Ilsa in Paris.
They soon fell in love and planned to marry. However, with the Germans'
march into Paris, they had to gave up the plan and wished to get to Marseilles
by train and married there. But just before the leaving by train, Rick
receive a letter from Ilsa, saying that she couldn't go with him…)
(Renault and Laszlo are approaching.)
Renault: (To Ilsa)Well there you are asking about Rick and here he
Mademoiselle, may I present…
Rick: Hello, Ilsa.
Ilsa: Hello, Rick.
Renault: Oh you've already met Rick. Medemoiselle. Well then perhaps
Ilsa: This is Victor Laszlo.
Rick: How do you do?
Laszlo: How do you do? There's a great deal about Rick in Casablance.
Rick: I've heard about Victor Laszlo everywhere.
Laszlo: Won't you join us for a drink?
Renault: Oh no, Rick…
Rick: Thanks, I will.
Renault: Well…a precedent is being broken.
Laszlo: It's a very interesting cafe. I congratulate you.
Rick: I congratulate you.
Laszlo: What for?
Rick: Your work.
Laszlo: Thank you. I try.
Rick: We all try. You succeed.
Renault: I can't get over you two. She was asking about you earlier
Rick in away that made me extremely jealous.
Ilsa: I wasn't sure you were the same. Let's see the last time we met…
Rick: It was LaBelle A'mour.
Ilsa: How nice you remembered. But of course that was the day the
Germans marched into Paris.
Rick: Not an easy day to forget.
Rick: I remember every detail. The Germans wore gray, you wore blue.
Ilsa: Yes, I put that dress away. When the Germans march out I'll wear
Renault: Ricky you're becoming quite human. I suppose we have to thank
you for that Mademoiselle.
Laszlo: Yes, I don't wish to be the one to say it but it's late.
Renault: So it is. And we have a curfew here in Casablance. It would
never do for the chief of police to be found drinking after hours and
Laszlo: I hope we didn't * overstay our welcome.
Renault: Not at all.
Waiter: Your check, sir.
Rick: No, it's my party.
Renault: Another precedent gone. This has been a very interesting evening.
I'll call you a cab. Gasoline rationing time of night.
Laszlo: We'll come again.
Rick: Any time.
Ilsa: Say goodnight to Sam for me.
Rick: I will.
Ilsa: There's nobody in the world who can play "As Time Goes By"
Rick: He hasn't played it in a long time.