Ilsa: Hello, Sam.
Sam: Hello, M'selle. I never expected to see you again.
Ilsa: It's been a long time.
Sam: Yes, ma'am[1], a lot of water under the bridge[2].
Ilsa: Some of the old songs, Sam.
Sam: Yes, ma'am.(Sam starts to play, but he is very nervous.)
Ilsa: Where's Rick?
Sam: (Evading) I don't know. I ain't seen him all night.
Ilsa: When will he be back?
Sam: Not tonight no more. He ain't come…um, he went home.
Ilsa: Does he always leave so early?
Sam: Oh he never…well, he's got a girl up at the Blue Parrot. He goes up
there all the time.
Ilsa: You used to be a much better liar[3], Sam.
Sam: Leave him alone[4], Miss Ilsa, you're bad luck to him.
Ilsa: Play it once, Sam, for old time sake.
Sam: I don't know what you mean, M'selle.
Ilsa: Play it Sam. Play "As Time Goes By".
Sam: Oh, I can't remember it, Miss Ilsa. I'm a little rusty[5] on it.
Ilsa: I'll hum it for you. "Da, dai, da, dai, da,da. Da dai, Da dai da,
da…"Sing it Sam.
Sam: (Sing) "You must remember this, a kiss is just a kiss, a sigh is just
a sigh. The fundamental thing 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."
(Rick steps into the hall and hears Sam singing the song: He angrily approaches.)
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 is.
Mademoiselle[1], may I present…
Rick: Hello, Ilsa.
Ilsa: Hello, Rick.
Renault: Oh you've already met Rick. Medemoiselle. Well then perhaps
you also…
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[2] 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[3] 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.
Ilsa: No.
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 it
again.
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[4] here in Casablance. It would
never do for the chief of police to be found drinking after hours and have to
find himself.
Laszlo: I hope we didn't * overstay[5] our welcome.
Renault: Not at all.
Waiter: Your check, sir.
Rick: No, it's my party[6].
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" like
Sam.
Rick: He hasn't played it in a long time.
Ilsa: Good-night.
Rick: Good-night.
(Rick can't forgive that Ilsa's gone back on her word[1]. He refuses to lend a hand to Laszlo by not offering the exit visas, though Laszlo promises a extremely high price. Learning this, Ilsa determines to go alone to see Rick.)
Rick: How did you get in?
Ilsa: Stairs from the street.
Rick: I said this morning that you'd come around[2] but this is a little ahead of schedule. Well won't you sit down.
Ilsa: Richard I have to see you.
Rick: Oh, it's Richard again, we're back in Paris.
Ilsa: Please.
Rick: Your unexpected visit isn't connected by any chance with the letters of transit. I think as long as[3] I have those letters I'll never be lonely.
Ilsa: You can ask any price if 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's your cause too. In your own way you were fighting for the same thing.
Rick: I'm not fighting for anything any more, 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: Please, listen to me. If you knew what really happened if you only[4] kenw the truth.
Rick: I wouldn't believe you no matter what you told me. You'd say anything now to get what you want.
Ilsa: You won't feel sorry for yourself, don't you? There's so much at stake and all you can think of is your own feelings, feelings. One woman has hurt you and you'll take your revenge on the resty of the world. You're a coward and weak. (Breaks) Richard, I'm sorry. I'm sorry but you are our last hope. If you don't help us Victor Laszlo will die in Casablanca.
Rick: What of it? I'm gonna die in Casablanca too. It's a good spot for it. Now if you'll...
(He is astonished at seeing that Ilsa's holding a small revoler in her hand, pointing at him.)
Ilsa: Alright, I've tried to reason with[5] you. I tried everything now I want those letters. Get them for me.
Rick: I don't have to. I've got'em right here.
Ilsa: Put them on the table.
Rick: No.
Ilsa: For the last time put them on the table.
Rick: If Laszlo and the cause mean so much to you, you won't stop at anything. Alright I'll make it easier for you. Go ahead[6] and shook. You'll be doing me a favor.
(Ilsa shivers. Then suddenly, she breaks down, covering her face with her hands. Rick walks to her. She flings herself into his arms.)
Ilsa: Richard, I tried to stay away. I thought I would never see you again. But you're to my life.
(Ilsa explains the whole matter to Rick. She marrired Laszlo young with a feeling of worship which she supposed was love. Months after Laszlo was apprehended by Gestapo and send to concentration camp, word came that Laszlo was shot to death when trying to escape. Then Ilsa met Rick, and found him the true love. When she were to leave Paris with Rick, a friend came to tell her that Victor was alive. He was very sick and needed her. She made no choice but left without saying goodbye. Rick forgives Ilsa, and for a more important cause, Rick deals with the enemy and helped the Laszlo get on the flight.)
Laszlo: Everything is in order[1].
Rick: All except one thing. 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[2] because it may make a difference to you later on. You said you knew about Ilsa and me.
Laszlo: Yes.
Rick: But she didn't know she was at my place last night when you were. She came there for the letters of transit.
Laszlo: Isn't that true, Ilsa?
Ilsa: Yes.
Rick: She tried everything to get them and nothing worked[3]. She did her best to convince me that she was still in love with me. That was all over long ago. For your sake[4] she pretended it wasn't and I let her pretend.
Laszlo: I understand.
Rick: Here it is.
Laszlo: Thanks. I appreciate it. We'll come back to the fight. This time I know our side will win.
Laszlo: Are you ready Ilsa?
Ilsa: Yes, I'm ready. Bye, Rick. God bless you[5].
Rick: You'd better hurry, or you'll miss that plane.
(The end)