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Note: This is the synthesis. See scene by scene analysis here
|Dialogue||8.7||98||The usual suspects: 8.6||Casablanca: 8.7|
|Characters||8.8||95||Community: 8.7||Casablanca: 8.8|
|Plot||8.6||93||Back to the future: 8.5||Casablanca: 8.6|
|Emotional Impact||8.2||88||The usual suspects: 8.1||Casablanca: 8.2|
|Overall||8.5||80||Thor: 8.4||Inception: 8.5|
|Conflict Level||7.7||58||Killers of the flower moon: 7.6||sense 8: 7.7|
|Concept||7.7||39||Community: 7.6||get out: 7.7|
|Story Content||Character Development||Scene Elements||Audience Engagement|
|Scene Number||Full Analysis||Tone||Overall Grade||Concept||Plot||Characters||Character Changes||Conflict||High stakes||Story forward||Emotional Impact||Dialogue|
|1||Casablanca Scene 1||8||7||8||7||0||9||0||0||7||8|
|2||Chaos in Casablanca||8||7||8||7||0||9||0||0||7||7|
|3||Introduction of Major Strasser||7||6||7||8||0||5||0||0||4||7|
|5||Gambling and Secrets||8.5||8||9||8||0||8||0||0||8||9|
|6||Rick's Cafe - Night||8||7||8||9||0||6||0||0||7||9|
|7||Conversations at Rick's Cafe||8.5||8||9||9||0||6||0||0||7||9|
|8||Excitement at Rick's Cafe||8||7||8||9||0||8||0||0||7||8|
|14||Montage of Memories||9.5||9||10||10||0||8||0||0||10||9|
|15||Last kiss before departure||9.5||8||9||10||0||7||0||0||11||10|
|16||Heartbreak in Casablanca||9||8||8||9||0||8||0||0||10||9|
|17||Confrontation in Renault's office||8||7||9||8||0||7||0||0||7||8|
|19||The Black Market Deal||8||7||8||8||0||8||0||0||5||9|
|20||Reunited but Uneasy||9||8||9||9||0||8||0||0||10||10|
|21||The Letters of Transit||10||8||10||10||0||8||0||0||11||10|
|23||Roulette and Revelations||8||6||7||8||0||6||0||0||7||7|
|26||Laszlo and Ilsa discuss their fears and secrets||9.5||9||9||10||0||8||0||0||10||10|
|27||Rick Considers Bribery||7.8||7||8||7||0||4||0||0||5||8|
|28||Ilsa Pleads with Rick for the Letters of Transit||9||8||10||9||0||9||0||0||11||10|
|29||Revelations and Resolutions||9||8||9||10||0||8||0||0||9||10|
|32||The Last Deal||9||9||10||9||0||10||0||0||9||9|
|33||Betrayal and Trust||8||7||8||9||0||6||0||0||8||9|
|34||Betrayal and Redemption||9||9||10||9||0||11||0||0||11||9|
|35||Rick Sacrifices His Happiness||9||8||9||10||0||9||0||0||10||9|
|36||Casablanca - The Sacrifice||9||8||9||10||0||9||0||0||10||9|
INSERT - A revolving globe. When it stops revolving it
turns briefly into a contour map of Europe, then into a
Superimposed over this map are scenes of refugees fleeing
from all sections of Europe by foot, wagon, auto, and boat,
and all converging upon one point on the tip of Africa --
Arrows on the map illustrate the routes taken as the voice
of a NARRATOR describes the migration.
With the coming of the Second World
War, many eyes in imprisoned Europe
turned hopefully, or desperately,
toward the freedom of the Americas.
Lisbon became the great embarkation
point. But not everybody could get
to Lisbon directly, and so, a
tortuous, roundabout refugee trail
sprang 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 wait -- and wait -- and wait.
The narrator's voice fade away...
1 EXT. OLD MOORISH SECTION OF THE CITY - DAY 1
At first only the turrets and rooftops are visible against
a torrid sky.
The facades of the Moorish buildings give way to a narrow,
twisting street crowded with the polyglot life of a native
quarter. The intense desert sun holds the scene in a torpid
tranquility. Activity is unhurried and sounds are muted.
2 INT. POLICE STATION - DAY 2
A POLICE OFFICER takes a piece of paper from the
typewriter, turns to a microphone, and reads.
To all officers! Two German
couriers carrying important
official documents murdered on
train from Oran. Murderer and
possible accomplices headed for
Casablanca. Round up all suspicious
characters and search them for
stolen documents. Important!
3 EXT. A STREET IN THE OLD MOORISH SECTION - DAY 3
An officer BLOWS his whistle several times.
There is pandemonium as native guards begin to round up
A police car, full of officers, with SIREN BLARING, screams
through the street and stops in the market.
Some try to escape but are caught by the police and loaded
into a police wagon.
At a street corner TWO POLICEMEN stop a white CIVILIAN and
May we see your papers?
I don't think I have them on me.
In that case, we'll have to ask you
to come along.
The civilian pats his pockets.
Wait. It's just possible that I --
Yes, here they are.
He brings out his papers. The second policeman examines
These papers expired three weeks
ago. You'll have to come along.
Suddenly the civilian breaks away and starts to run wildly
down the street.
The policeman SHOUTS "Halt", but the civilian keeps going.
JAN and ANNINA BRANDEL, a very young and attractive refugee
couple from Bulgaria, watch as the civilian passes. They've
been thrust by circumstances from a simple country life
into an unfamiliar and hectic world.
A shot RINGS out, and the man falls to the ground. Above
him, painted on the wall, is a large poster of Marshal
Petain, which reads: "Je tiens mes promesses, meme celles
The policeman frantically searches the body, but only finds
Free French literature.
4 EXT. PALAIS DE JUSTICE - DAY 4
We see an inscription carved in a marble block along the
roofline of the building: "Liberte, Egalite, Fraternite"
We see the the facade, French in architecture, then the
high-vaulted entrance which is inscribed "Palais de
At the entrance the arrested suspects are led in by the
5 EXT. SIDEWALK CAFE - DAY 5
A middle-aged ENGLISH COUPLE sit at a table just off the
square, and observe the commotion across the way in front
of the Palais de Justice.
The police van pulls up. The rear doors are opened and
people stream out.
A EUROPEAN man, sitting at a table nearby, watches the
English couple more closely than the scene on the street.
What on earth's going on there?
I don't know, my dear.
The European walks over to the couple.
Pardon, pardon, Monsieur, pardon
Madame, have you not heard?
We hear very little, and we
understand even less.
Two German couriers were found
murdered in the desert -- the
unoccupied desert. This is the
customary roundup of refugees,
liberals, and uh, of course, a
beautiful young girl for Monsieur
Renault, the Prefect of Police.
Suspects are herded out of the van, and into the Palais de
7 EXT. SIDEWALK CAFE - DAY 7
Unfortunately, along with these
unhappy refugees the scum of Europe
has gravitated to Casablanca. Some
of them have been waiting years for
He puts his left arm compassionately around the Englishman,
and reaches behind the man with his right hand.
I beg of you, Monsieur, watch
yourself. Be on guard. This place
is full of vultures, vultures
The Englishman seems to be taken aback by this sudden
display of concern.
Ha, ha, thank you, thank you very
Not at all. Au revoir, Monsieur. Au
He leaves. The Englishman, still a trifle disconcerted by
the European's action, watches him as he leaves.
Au revoir. Amusing little fellow.
As he pats both his breast and pants pockets he realizes
there is something missing.
Oh. How silly of me.
I've left my wallet in the hotel.
Suddenly the Englishman looks off in the direction of the
departed European, the clouds of suspicion gathering.
Interrupting overhead is the DRONE of a low flying
They look up.
8 EXT. OVERHEAD SHOT - DAY 8
An airplane cuts its motor for landing.
9 EXT. PALAIS DE JUSTICE - DAY 9
Refugees wait in line outside the Palais de Justice. Their
upturned gaze follows the flight of the plane. In their
faces is revealed one hope they all have in common, and the
plane is the symbol of that hope.
Jan and Annina look up at the plane.
Perhaps tomorrow we'll be on that
10 EXT. OVERHEAD SHOT - DAY 10
The plane SWOOPS down past a sign atop a building at the
edge of the airport.
The sign reads "Rick's Cafe Americain."
As the plane lands a swastika on its tail is clearly
visible. It taxis to a stop as a group of officers march
into formation in front of it. Behind them stand a detail
of native soldiers keeping guard.
In the group is CAPTAIN LOUIS RENAULT, a French officer
appointed by Vichy as Prefect of Police in Casablanca. He
is a handsome, middle-aged Frenchman, debonair and gay, but
withal a shrewd and alert official.
With him are HERR HEINZE, the German consul, CAPTAIN
TONELLI, an Italian officer, and LIEUTENANT CASSELLE,
When the plane door opens, the first passenger to step out
is a tall, middle-aged, pale German with a smile that seems
more the result of a frozen face muscle than a cheerful
disposition. On any occasion when MAJOR STRASSER is
crossed, his expression hardens into iron.
Herr Heinze steps up to him with upraised arm.
They shake hands.
It is very good to see you again,
Thank you. Thank you.
Heinze introduces Strasser to Renault.
May I present Captain Renault,
Police Prefect of Casablanca. Major
Unoccupied France welcomes you to
(in perfect English,
Thank you, Captain. It's very good
to be here.
Major Strasser, my aide, Lieutenant
As they acknowledge each other, Captain Tonelli barges in
front of Casselle and salutes Strasser.
Captain Tonelli, the Italian
service, at your command, Major.
That is kind of you.
But Tonelli gets no further than that as Strasser turns
again to Renault. They walk away from the plane, Heinze
following, with Casselle and Tonelli bringing up the rear,
engaged in a heated exchange of words.
You may find the climate of
Casablanca a trifle warm, Major.
Oh, we Germans must get used to all
climates, from Russia to the
Sahara. But perhaps you were not
referring to the weather.
implication with a smile)
What else, my dear Major?
By the way, the murder of the
couriers, what has been done?
Realizing the importance of the
case, my men are rounding up twice
the usual number of suspects.
We already know who the murderer
Good. Is he in custody?
Oh, there is no hurry. Tonight
he'll be at Rick's. Everybody comes
I have already heard about this
cafe, and also about Mr. Rick
12 EXT. RICK'S CAFE - NIGHT 12
The neon sign above the door is brightly lit. Customers
arrive and go in through the front door. From inside we
hear sounds of MUSIC and LAUGHTER. The song is "It Had to
Again we isolate on the neon sign.
INSERT SIGN: "Rick's Cafe Americain".
We follow a group of customers inside.
Rick's is an expensive and chic nightclub which definitely
possesses an air of sophistication and intrigue.
SAM, a middle-aged Negro, sits on a stool before a small,
salmon-colored piano on wheels, playing and singing while
accompanied by a small orchestra.
All about him there is the HUM of voices, CHATTER and
The occupants of the room are varied. There are Europeans
in their dinner jackets, their women beautifully begowned
and bejeweled. There are Moroccans in silk robes. Turks
wearing fezzes. Levantines. Naval officers. Members of the
Foreign Legion, distinguished by their kepis.
Two men sit at a table.
Waiting, waiting, waiting. I'll
never get out of here. I'll die in
His companion seems uninterested in his dilemma. Sympathy
is evidently in short supply in Casablanca.
At another table a very well-dressed WOMAN talks to a MOOR.
She has a bracelet on her wrist. No other jewelry.
But can't you make it just a little
I'm sorry, Madame, but diamonds are
a drug on the market. Everybody
sells diamonds. There are diamonds
everywhere. Two thousand, four
On to another table where two CONSPIRATORS talk.
The trucks are waiting, the men are
waiting. Everything is --
He stops abruptly as two German officers walk by.
A REFUGEE and another MAN converse at another table.
It's the fishing smack Santiago. It
leaves at one tomorrow night, here
from the end of La Medina. Third
Thank you, oh, thank you.
And bring fifteen thousand francs
in cash. Remember, in cash.
On the way to the bar we pass several tables and hear a
Babel of foreign tongues. Here and there we catch a
scattered phrase or sentence in English.
SACHA, a friendly young Russian bartender, hands a drink to
a customer with the Russian equivalent of "Bottoms Up." The
customer answers with "Cheerio."
CARL, the waiter, is a fat, jovial German refugee with
spectacles. He walks, tray in hand, to a private door, over
which ABDUL, a large, burly man, stands guard.
Open up, Abdul.
Yes, Herr Professor.
Abdul opens the door and Carl goes into the gambling room.
Their is much activity at the various tables. At one table
TWO WOMEN and a MAN play cards. They glance at another
table. One of them calls to Carl.
Will you ask Rick if he'll have a
drink with us?
Madame, he never drinks with
customers. Never. I have never seen
What makes saloon-keepers so
Perhaps if you told him I ran the
second largest banking house in
The second largest? That wouldn't
impress Rick. The leading banker in
Amsterdam is now the pastry chef in
We have something to look forward
And his father is the bellboy.
The overseer walks up to a table with a paper in his hand.
Then we see a drink and a man's hand, but nothing more. The
overseer places a check on the table. The hand picks up the
check and writes on it, in pencil, "Okay-Rick."
The overseer takes the check.
We now see RICK, sitting at a table alone playing solitaire
chess. Rick is an American of indeterminate age. There is
no expression on his face, complete deadpan.
There is a commotion at the door as people attempt to come
into the gambling room. He nods approval to Abdul.
Then a GERMAN appears in the doorway. Abdul looks to Rick
who glances back toward the open door and nods "no".
Abdul starts to close the door on the man.
I'm sorry sir, this is a private
Of all the nerve! Who do you think
-- I know there's gambling in
there! There's no secret. You dare
not keep me out of here!
The man tries to push his way through the door as Rick
Yes? What's the trouble?
This gentleman --
The German interrupts and waves his card.
I've been in every gambling room
between Honolulu and Berlin and if
you think I'm going to be kept out
of a saloon like this, you're very
At this moment UGARTE, a small, thin man with a nervous
air, tries to squeeze through the doorway blocked by the
German. If he were an American, Ugarte would look like a
He gets through and passes Rick.
Uh, excuse me, please. Hello, Rick.
Rick looks at the German calmly, takes the card out of his
hand, and tears it up.
Your cash is good at the bar.
What! Do you know who I am?
I do. You're lucky the bar's open
This is outrageous. I shall report
it to the Angriff!
The German storms off, tossing the pieces of his card into
the air behind him.
Rick meets Ugarte on his way back to his table.
Huh. You know, Rick, watching you
just now with the Deutsches Bank,
one would think you'd been doing
this all your life.
Well, what makes you think I
Oh, nothing. But when you first
came to Casablanca, I thought --
-- You thought what?
Fearing to offend Rick, Ugarte laughs.
What right do I have to think?
Ugarte pulls out a chair at Rick's table.
May I? Too bad about those two
German couriers, wasn't it?
They got a lucky break. Yesterday
they were just two German clerks.
Today they're the 'Honored Dead'.
You are a very cynical person,
Rick, if you'll forgive me for
Ugarte sits down.
I forgive you.
A waiter comes up to the table with a tray of drinks. He
places one before Ugarte.
Will you have a drink with me
I forgot. You never drink with --
I'll have another, please.
(to Rick, sadly)
You despise me, don't you?
If I gave you any thought, I
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. That's not so bad. Through
ways of my own I provide them with
For a price, Ugarte, for a price.
But think of all the poor devils
who cannot meet Renault's price. I
get it for them for half. Is that
I don't mind a parasite. I object
to a cut-rate one.
Well, Rick, after tonight I'll be
through with the whole business,
and I am leaving finally this
Who did you bribe for your visa?
Renault or yourself?
Myself. I found myself much more
He takes an envelope from his pocket and lays it on the
Look, Rick, do you know what this
is? Something that even you have
never seen. Letters of transit
signed by General de Gaulle. Cannot
be rescinded, not even questioned.
Rick appears ready to take them form Ugarte.
One moment. Tonight I'll be selling
those for more money than even I
have ever dreamed of, and then,
addio Casablanca! You know, Rick, I
have many friends in Casablanca,
but somehow, just because you
despise me you're the only one I
trust. Will you keep these for me?
For how long?
Perhaps an hour, perhaps a little
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.
Rick takes them. Ugarte leaves the table just as the waiter
Oh, waiter. I'll be expecting some
people. If anybody asks for me,
I'll be right here.
The waiter leaves. Ugarte turns to Rick.
Rick, I hope you are more impressed
with me now, huh? If you'll forgive
me, I'll share my good luck with
your roulette wheel.
He starts across the floor.
Just a moment.
Ugarte stops as Rick comes up to him.
Yeah, I heard a rumor that those
German couriers were carrying
letters of transit.
Ugarte hesitates for a moment.
Huh? I heard that rumor, too. Poor
Rick looks at Ugarte steadily.
Yes, you're right, Ugarte. I am a
little more impressed with you.
Rick leaves the gambling room and goes into the main room.
Rick makes his way over to Sam, who plays and sings the
"Knock Wood" number, accompanied by the orchestra. The cafe
is in semi-darkness. The spotlight is on Sam, and every
time the orchestra comes in on the "Knock Wood" business,
the spotlight swings over to the orchestra.
During one of the periods when the spotlight is on the
orchestra, Rick slips the letters of transit into the
FERRARI, owner of the Blue Parrot, a competing night spot,
comes into the cafe, sits down, and watches Sam.
Then he sees Rick and they smile at each other. At the end
of the number Ferrari goes to the bar to speak to Rick.
Hello, Ferrari. How's business at
the Blue Parrot?
Fine, but I would like to buy your
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.
That's too bad. That's Casablanca's
leading commodity. In refugees
alone we could make a fortune if
you would work with me through the
Suppose you run your business and
let me run mine.
Suppose we ask Sam. Maybe he'd like
to make a change.
Suppose we do.
My dear Rick, when will you realize
that in this world today
isolationism is no longer a
Rick and Ferrari walk over to the piano.
Sam, Ferrari wants you to work for
him at the Blue Parrot.
I like it fine here.
He'll double what I pay you.
Yeah, but I ain't got time to spend
the money I make here.
Apparently satisfied, Ferrari walks away.
Back at the bar, YVONNE, an attractive young French woman,
sits on a stool drinking brandy.
Sacha, who looks at her with lovesick eyes, fills her
The boss's private stock. Because,
Yvonne, I loff you.
Oh, shut up.
All right, all right. For you,
Yvonne, I shot opp, because,
Yvonne, I loff you. Uh oh.
Rick saunters over and leans on the bar, next to Yvonne.
He pays no attention to her. She looks at him bitterly,
without saying a word.
Oh, Monsieur Rick, Monsieur Rick.
Some Germans, boom, boom, boom,
boom, gave this check. Is it all
Rick looks the check over and tears it up. Yvonne has never
taken her eyes off Rick.
Where were you last night?
That's so long ago, I don't
Will I see you tonight?
I never make plans that far ahead.
Yvonne turns, looks at Sacha, and extends her glass to him.
Give me another.
Sacha, she's had enough.
Don't listen to him, Sacha. Fill it
Yvonne, I loff you, but he pays me.
Yvonne wheels on Rick with drunken fury.
Rick, I'm sick and tired of having
-- Sacha, call a cab.
Rick takes Yvonne by the arm.
Come on, we're going to get your
Take your hands off me!
He pulls her along toward the door.
No. You're going home. You've had a
little too much to drink.
Sacha stands at the curb on the street in front of Rick's
and signals for a cab.
Soon one pulls up.
Rick and Yvonne come out of the cafe. He puts a coat over
her shoulders and she objects violently.
Who do you think you are, pushing
me around? What a fool I was to
fall for a man like you.
Rick and Yvonne approach the waiting cab.
You'd better go with her, Sacha, to
be sure she gets home.
And come right back.
(his face falling)
Rick stands and looks up at the revolving beacon light from
the airport. It intermittently sheds its light on Rick's
Renault sits at a table on the cafe terrace, watching this
Rick walks over to him.
How extravagant you are, throwing
away women like that. Someday they
may be scarce.
Rick sits down at the table.
You know, I think now I shall pay a
call on Yvonne, maybe get her on
the rebound, eh?
When it comes to women, you're a
As they talk, Captain Tonelli and Lieutenant Casselle walk
by toward the entrance of the cafe. Casselle talks non-stop
and Tonelli tries. They both stop, salute Renault, and walk
into the cafe.
If he gets a word in it'll be a
major Italian victory.
Rick and Renault look up when they hear the BUZZ of a plane
taking off from the adjacent airfield. The plane flies
directly over their heads.
The plane to Lisbon.
You would like to be on it?
Why? What's in Lisbon?
The clipper to America.
Rick doesn't answer. His look isn't a happy one.
I have 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 you killed a man.
It's the romantic in me.
Rick still looks in the direction of the airport.
It was a combination of all three.
And what in heaven's name brought
you to Casablanca?
My health. I came to Casablanca for
Waters? What waters? We're in the
I was misinformed.
EMIL, the croupier, comes out of the cafe and walks over to
Excuse me, Monsieur Rick, but a
gentleman inside has won twenty
thousand francs. The cashier would
like some money.
Well, I'll get it from the safe.
I am so upset, Monsieur Rick. You
know I can't understand --
-- Forget it, Emil. Mistakes like
that happen all the time.
I'm awfully sorry.
The three men enter the cafe.
They pass Sam at the piano. He's playing "Baby Face". Rick
pats Sam on the shoulder.
Rick, there's going to be some
excitement here tonight. We are
going to make an arrest in your
This is no ordinary arrest. A
murderer, no less.
Rick's eyes react. Involuntarily, they glance toward the
Renault catches the look.
If you are thinking of warning him,
don't put yourself out. He cannot
I stick my neck out for nobody.
A wise foreign policy.
They start upstairs to Rick's office, passing Casselle who
is still haranguing Tonelli.
You know, Rick, we could have made
this arrest earlier in the evening
at the Blue Parrot, but out of my
high regard for you we are staging
it here. It will amuse your
Our entertainment is enough.
They go inside the office.
Rick opens up the safe in a small, dark room just off the
office. Only Rick's shadow can be seen getting the money
Rick, we are to have an important
guest tonight, Major Strasser of
the Third Reich, no less. We want
him to be here when we make the
arrest. A little demonstration of
the efficiency of my
Rick moves out of the shadows and into view.
I see. And what's Strasser doing
here? He certainly didn't come all
the way to Casablanca to witness a
demonstration of your efficiency.
He gives the money to Emil.
Here you are.
It shall not happen again,
That's all right.
Louis, you've got something on your
mind. Why don't you spill it?
Rick closes the door to the office, then goes over to close
How observant you are. As a matter
of fact, I wanted to give you a
word of advice.
Yeah? Have a brandy?
Thank you. Rick, there are many
exit visas sold in this cafe, but
we know that you have never sold
one. That is the reason we permit
you to remain open.
I thought it was because we let you
win at roulette.
That is another reason. There is a
man who's arrived in Casablanca on
his way to America. He will offer a
fortune to anyone who will furnish
him with an exit visa.
Yeah? What's his name?
Renault watches Rick's reaction.
Rick, that is the first time I have
ever seen you so impressed.
Well, he's succeeded in impressing
half the world.
It is my duty to see that he
doesn't impress the other half.
Rick, Laszlo must never reach
America. He stays in Casablanca.
It'll be interesting to see how he
Oh, but I just told you. --
-- Stop it. He escaped from a
concentration camp and the Nazis
have been chasing him all over
This is the end of the chase.
Twenty thousand francs says it
They sit down to discuss the matter in earnest.
Is that a serious offer?
I just paid out twenty. I'd like to
get it back.
Make it ten. I am only a poor
Done. No matter how clever he is,
he still needs an exit visa, or I
should say, two.
He is traveling with a lady.
He'll take one.
I think not. I have seen the lady.
And if he did not leave her in
Marseilles, or in Oran, he
certainly won't leave her in
Maybe he's not quite as romantic as
It doesn't matter. There is no exit
visa for him.
Louis, whatever gave you the
impression that I might be
interested in helping Laszlo
Because, my dear Ricky, I suspect
that under that cynical shell
you're at heart a sentimentalist.
Rick makes a face.
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
And got well paid for it on both
The winning side would have paid
you much better.
Maybe. Well, it seems you are
determined to keep Laszlo here.
I have my orders.
Oh, I see. Gestapo spank.
Renault stands up.
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 captain
of my --
He stops short as his AIDE enters.
-- Major Strasser is here, sir.
Renault starts to leave.
Yeah, you were saying?
He hurries away. Rick smiles cynically.
Renault walks up to Carl.
Carl, see that Major Strasser gets
a good table, one close to the
I have already given him the best,
knowing he is German and would take
Renault walks over to one of his officers.
Take him quietly. Two guards at
Yes, sir. Everything is ready, sir.
The officer salutes and goes off to speak to the guards.
Renault walks over to Strasser's table as Rick comes down
Good evening, gentlemen.
Good evening, Captain.
Won't you join us?
Renault sits down.
Thank you. It is a pleasure to have
you here, Major.
(to the waiter)
Champagne and a tin of caviar.
May I recommend Veuve Cliquot '26,
a good French wine.
Very well, sir.
A very interesting club.
Especially so tonight, Major. In a
few minutes you will see the arrest
of the man who murdered your
I expected no less, Captain.
20 INT. RICK'S CAFE - GAMBLING ROOM - NIGHT 20
Ugarte stands at the roulette table. Two gendarmes approach
him from behind.
Ugarte looks around.
Will you please come with us.
Certainly. May I first please cash
The officer nods. They follow Ugarte to the cashier's
window. Ugarte puts his chips through the window to the
Pretty lucky, huh? Two thousand,
Two more guards station themselves at the door in case
there is trouble.
Ugarte starts to walk out, followed by the gendarmes. When
he reaches the doorway he suddenly rushes through and slams
the door behind himself.
By the time the gendarmes manage to get the door open
again, Ugarte has pulled a gun.
He FIRES at the doorway. The SHOTS bring on pandemonium in
As Ugarte runs through the hallway he sees Rick, appearing
from the opposite direction, and grabs him.
Rick! Rick, help me!
Don't be a fool. You can't get
Rick, hide me. Do something! You
must help me, Rick. Do something!
Guards and gendarmes rush in and grab Ugarte. Rick stands
impassively as they drag Ugarte off.
We move to Strasser's table, who has witnessed the event.
Back to Rick, still standing where he was, as a CUSTOMER
When they come to get me, Rick, I
hope you'll be more of a help.
I stick my neck out for nobody.
Rick comes out to the middle of the floor. An air of tense
expectancy pervades the room. A few customers are on the
point of leaving. Rick speaks in a very calm voice.
I'm sorry there was a disturbance,
folks, but it's all over now.
Everything's all right. Just sit
down and have a good time. Enjoy
Rick glances toward Sam.
All right, Sam.
Sam nods and begins to play.
Renault, Strasser, and Heinze sit calmly at their table
after witnessing the arrest.
Rick walks by.
(calling to Rick)
Rick stops and comes over to their table.
Rick, this is Major Heinrich
Strasser of the Third Reich.
How do you do, Mr. Rick?
Oh, how do you do?
And you already know Herr Heinze of
the Third Reich.
Rick nods to Strasser and Heinze.
Please join us, Mr. Rick.
Rick sits down with them.
We are very honored tonight, Rick.
Major Strasser is one of the
reasons the Third Reich enjoys the
reputation it has today.
You repeat "Third Reich" as 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.
That makes Rick a citizen of the
I was born in New York City if
that'll help you any.
I understand you came here from
Paris at the time of the
There seems to be no secret about
Are you one of those people who
cannot imagine the Germans in their
It's not particularly my beloved
Can you imagine us in London?
When you get there, ask me.
How about New York?
Well, there are certain sections of
New York, Major, that I wouldn't
advise you to try to invade.
Aha. Who do you think will win the
I haven't the slightest idea.
Rick is completely neutral about
everything. And that takes in the
field of women, too.
You weren't always so carefully
neutral. We have a complete dossier
Strasser takes a little black book from his pocket and
turns to a certain page.
"Richard Blaine, American. Age,
thirty-seven. Cannot return to his
Strasser looks up from the book
The reason is a little vague. We
also know what you did in Paris,
Mr. Blaine, and also we know why
you left Paris.
Rick reaches over and takes the book from Strasser's hand.
Don't worry. We are not going to
Rick looks up from the book.
Are my eyes really brown?
You will forgive my curiosity, Mr.
Blaine. The point is, an enemy of
the Reich has come to Casablanca
and we are checking up on anybody
who can be of any help to us.
(glances toward Renault)
My interest in whether Victor
Laszlo stays or goes is purely a
In this case, you have no sympathy
for the fox, huh?
Not particularly. I understand the
point of view of the hound, too.
Victor Laszlo published the foulest
lies in the Prague newspapers until
the very day we marched in, and
even after that he continued to
print scandal sheets in a cellar.
Of course, one must admit he has
I admit he is very clever. Three
times he slipped through our
fingers. In Paris he continued his
activities. We intend not to let it
Rick gets up.
You'll excuse me, gentlemen. Your
business is politics. Mine is
running a saloon.
Good evening, Mr. Blaine.
Rick walks away toward the gambling room.
You see, Major, you have nothing to
worry about Rick.
A couple comes in the front door. They are VICTOR LASZLO,
the Czech resistance leader, and a very pretty young woman
wearing a simple white gown, MISS ILSA LUND. She is so
beautiful, in fact, that people turn to stare.
The HEADWAITER comes up to them.
I reserved a table. Victor Laszlo.
Yes, Monsieur Laszlo. Right this
As the headwaiter takes them to a table they pass by the
piano, and the woman looks at Sam.
Sam, with a conscious effort, keeps his eyes on the
keyboard as they go past. He appears to know this woman.
After she has gone by Sam steals a look in her direction.
BERGER, a slight, middle-aged man, observes the couple from
The headwaiter seats Ilsa. Laszlo takes the chair opposite
and surveys the room.
Strasser and Renault look up at them from their table.
Two cointreaux, please.
I saw no one of Ugarte's
Victor, I, I feel somehow we
shouldn't stay here.
If we would walk out so soon, it
would only call attention to us.
Perhaps Ugarte's in some other part
of the cafe.
Berger walks up to their table.
Excuse me, but you look like a
couple who are on their way to
Berger takes a ring from his finger.
You will find a market there for
this ring. I am forced to sell it
at a great sacrifice.
Thank you, but I hardly think --
-- Then perhaps for the lady. The
ring is quite unique.
He holds it down for their view. Carefully lifting up the
stone, he reveals--
INSERT - a gold plate in the setting underneath, an
impression of the Lorraine Cross of General de Gaulle.
Oh, yes, I'm very interested.
Berger sits down with them.
What is your name?
Berger, Norwegian, and at your
Renault approaches the table from behind Laszlo. Ilsa tries
to warn him.
(in a low voice)
I'll meet you in a few minutes at
(in a louder voice)
I do not think we want to buy the
ring. But thank you for showing it
Berger, taking the cue, sighs and puts the ring away.
Such a bargain. But that is your
I'm sorry. It is.
Berger gets up and leaves as Renault moves to the table.
Monsieur Laszlo, is it not?
I am Captain Renault, Prefect of
Yes. What is it you want?
Merely to welcome you to Casablanca
and wish you a pleasant stay. It is
not often we have so distinguished
Thank you. I hope you'll forgive
me, Captain, but the present French
administration has not always been
so cordial. May I present Miss Ilsa
I was informed you were the most
beautiful woman ever to visit
Casablanca. That was a gross
Ilsa's manner is friendly and reserved, her voice low and
You are very kind.
Won't you join us?
He sits down.
If you will permit me.
(calls to the waiter)
Oh, Emil. Please, a bottle of your
best champagne, and put it on my
Very well, sir.
No, Captain, please.
No. Please, Monsieur, it is a
little game we play. They put it on
the bill, I tear the bill up. It is
Ilsa glances off in Sam's direction.
Captain, the boy who is playing the
piano, somewhere I have seen him.
He came from Paris with Rick.
Rick? Who's he?
Mademoiselle, you are in Rick's and
Rick is --
-- Is what?
Well, Mademoiselle, he's the kind
of a man that, well, if I were a
woman and I--
(taps his chest)
were not around, I should be in
love with Rick. But what a fool I
am talking to a beautiful woman
about another man.
Renault jumps to his feet as Strasser enters.
Excuse me. Ah, Major. Mademoiselle
Lund, Monsieur Laszlo, may I
present Major Heinrich Strasser.
Strasser bows and smiles pleasantly.
How do you do. This is a pleasure I
have long looked forward to.
There is not the slightest recognition from either Ilsa or
Strasser waits to be asked to seat himself.
I'm sure you'll excuse me if I am
not gracious, but you see, Major
Strasser, I'm a Czechoslovakian.
You were a Czechoslovakian. Now you
are a subject of the German Reich!
I've never accepted that privilege,
and I'm now on French soil.
I should like to discuss some
matters arising from your presence
on French soil.
This is hardly the time or the
Then we shall state another time
and another place. Tomorrow at ten
in the Prefect's office, with
Captain Renault, I am under your
authority. Is it your order that we
come to your office?
Let us say that it is my request.
That is a much more pleasant word.
Renault and Strasser bow shortly.
Renault and Strasser walk away.
A very clever tactical retreat,
Strasser looks at Renault sharply, but sees only a
noncommittal smile on Renault's face.
Laszlo remains standing at the table as Strasser and
This time they really mean to stop
Victor, I'm afraid for you.
We have been in difficult places
before, haven't we?
Ilsa smiles back at him, but her eyes are still troubled.
On the floor, CORINA strums a guitar and begins her number.
Meanwhile, Laszlo looks about with apparent casualness. He
sees Strasser and Renault whispering together, then notices
Berger at the bar.
I must find out what Berger knows.
I will, don't worry.
He rises and goes off.
We see Ilsa's troubled profile.
While Corinna sings, Sam gives a worried glance in Ilsa's
direction. Ilsa watches him.
At the bar, Berger sips a drink. Laszlo walks up and
casually takes a place at the bar next to Berger.
Mr. Berger, the ring, could I see
A champagne cocktail, please.
Laszlo takes the ring and looks at it.
(in a low voice)
I recognize you from the news
photographs, Monsieur Laszlo.
In a concentration camp, one is apt
to lose a little weight.
We read five times that you were
killed in five different places.
As you see, it was true every
single time. Thank heaven I found
you, Berger. I am looking for a man
by the name of Ugarte. He is
supposed to help me.
Berger shakes his head.
Ugarte cannot even help himself,
Monsieur. He is under arrest for
murder. He was arrested here
Laszlo absorbs the shock quietly.
(with intense devotion)
But we who are still free will do
all we can. We are organized,
Monsieur, underground like
everywhere else. Tomorrow night
there is a meeting at the Caverne
du Bois. If you would come--
He stops when Sacha brings the drink to Laszlo.
Corina finishes her song, and the crowd applauds quite
Ilsa sits alone at her table.
Will you ask the piano player to
come over here, please?
Very well, Mademoiselle.
Renault comes up to the bar near Berger and Laszlo.
How's the jewelry business, Berger?
Er, not so good.
May I have my check, please?
Too bad you weren't here earlier,
Monsieur Laszlo. We had quite a bit
of excitement this evening, didn't
Er, yes. Excuse me, gentlemen.
No. Two champagne cocktails,
Sam wheels in the piano to Ilsa's table. On his face is
that funny fear.
Ilsa herself is not as self-possessed as she tries to
appear. There is something behind this, some mystery.
Hello, Miss Ilsa. I never expected
to see you again.
He sits down and is ready to play.
It's been a long time.
Yes, ma'am. A lot of water under
Some of the old songs, Sam.
Sam begins to play a number. He is nervous, waiting for
Where is Rick?
I don't know. I ain't seen him all
Sam looks very uncomfortable.
When will he be back?
Not tonight no more. He ain't
coming. Uh, he went home.
Does he always leave so early?
Oh, he never-- well--
he's got a girl up at the Blue
Parrot. He goes up there all the
You used to be a much better liar,
Leave him alone, Miss Ilsa. You're
bad luck to him.
Play it once, Sam, for old time's
I don't know what you mean, Miss
Play it, Sam. Play "As Time Goes
Oh I can't remember it, Miss Ilsa.
I'm a little rusty on it.
Of course he can. He doesn't want to play it. He seems even
more scared now.
I'll hum it for you.
Ilsa starts to hum.
Sam begins to play it very softly.
Sing it, Sam.
And Sam sings.
You must remember this, A kiss is
just a kiss, A sigh is just a sigh,
The fundamental things apply, As
time goes by.
The door to the gambling room opens. Rick comes swinging
out. He's heard the music and he's livid.
And when two lovers woo, They both
say I love you, On that you can
rely, No matter what the future
brings, As time goes by.
Rick walks briskly up to the piano.
Sam, I thought I told you never to
As he sees Ilsa he stops short. Sam stops playing.
Two close-ups reveal Ilsa and Rick seeing each other.
Rick appears shocked. For a long moment he just looks at
Sam prepares to move the piano away.
Renault and Laszlo approach the table from the bar.
Well, you were asking about Rick
and here he is. Mademoiselle, may I
-- Hello, Ilsa.
Oh, you've already met Rick,
There's no answer from either.
Well then, perhaps you also ---
-- This is Mr. Laszlo.
How do you do?
How do you do?
One hears a great deal about Rick
And about Victor Laszlo everywhere.
Won't you join us for a drink?
Oh, no, Rick never --
-- Thanks. I will.
Rick sits down.
Well! A precedent is being broken.
This is a very interesting cafe. I
And I congratulate you.
Thank you. I try.
We all try. You succeed.
I can't get over you two. She was
asking about you earlier, Rick, in
a way that made me extremely
I wasn't sure you were the same.
Let's see, the last time we met --
-- It was "La Belle Aurore."
How nice. You remembered. But of
course, that was the day the
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 out, I'll wear it
Ricky, you're becoming quite human.
I suppose we have to thank you for
Ilsa, I don't wish to be the one to
say it, but it's late.
(glancing at his
So it is. And we have a curfew here
in Casablanca. It would never do
for the Chief of Police to be found
drinking after hours and have to
Rick and Ilsa look at each other.
Laszlo signals the waiter
I hope we didn't overstay our
Not at all.
Your check, sir.
Rick takes the check.
Oh, 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.
Say goodnight to Sam for me.
There's still nobody in the world
who can play "As Time Goes By" like
He hasn't played it in a long time.
Rick and Laszlo nod goodnight to each other. Laszlo and
Ilsa start to the door as Rick sits down again and stares
off in their direction.
Ilsa and Laszlo leave the cafe.
A very puzzling fellow, this Rick.
What sort is he?
Ilsa doesn't look at him.
Oh, I really can't say, though I
saw him quite often in Paris.
They join Renault at the curb.
Tomorrow at ten at the Prefect's
We'll be there.
They get into a waiting cab, leaving Renault on the curb,
smoking and looking bemused.
The neon sign goes off and the doorway is now illuminated
by the revolving beacon from the airport.
The customers have all gone. The house lights are out.
Rick sits alone at a table. There is a glass of bourbon on
the table directly in front of him, and another empty glass
on the table before an empty chair. Near at hand is a
He fills his glass and drinks it quickly.
Rick just sits. His face is entirely expressionless. The
beacon light from the airport sweeps around the room
creating a mood of unreality.
Sam comes in and stands hesitantly beside Rick.
No answer, as Rick drinks.
Boss, ain't you going to bed?
Not right now.
Sam now realizes Rick is in a very grim mood.
Ain't you planning on going to bed
in the near future?
You ever going to bed?
Well, I ain't sleepy either.
Good. Then have a drink.
No. 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, boss, let's go. Ain't
nothing but trouble for you here.
She's coming back. I know she's
We'll take the car and drive all
night. We'll get drunk. We'll go
fishing and stay away until she's
Shut up and go home, will you?
No, sir. I'm staying right here.
Sam sits down at the piano and starts to play softly,
They grab Ugarte and she walks in.
Well, that's the way it goes. One
in, one out. Sam?
Sam, if it's December 1941 in
Casablanca, what time is it in New
Uh, my watch stopped.
I bet they're asleep in New York.
I'll bet they're asleep all over
Suddenly he pounds the table and buries his head in his
arms. Then he raises his head, trying to regain control.
Of all the gin joints in all the
towns in all the world, she walks
He holds his head in his hands.
What's that you're playing?
Just a little something of my own.
Well, stop it. You know what I want
No, I don't.
You played it for her and you can
play it for me.
Well, I don't think I can remember
If she can stand it, I can. Play
Sam starts to play "As Time Goes By."
Rick just stares ahead as orchestra MUSIC slowly joins
MONTAGE - PARIS IN THE SPRING
A) The Arc de Triomphe from a distance.
B) Rick drives a small, open car slowly along the
boulevard. He puts his arm around Ilsa. The background
scenery changes to a country road as she snuggles close to
him and puts her head on his shoulder.
C) An excursion boat on the Seine. Rick and Ilsa stand at
the rail of the boat. They seem to be transported by each
other as Ilsa laughs.
Ilsa fixes flowers at the window while Rick opens
champagne. She walks over and joins him.
Who are you really? And what were
you before? What did you do and
what did you think? Huh?
We said "no questions."
Here's looking at you, kid.
26 INT. PARIS CAFE - NIGHT 26
Inside a swank Paris cafe, Rick and Ilsa dance. They appear
to be very much in love as the MUSIC plays.
27 INT. ILSA'S PARIS APARTMENT - DAY 27
Ilsa flips a coin, then tosses it over to Rick.
A franc for your thoughts.
In America they'd bring only a
penny. I guess that's about all
I'm willing to be overcharged. Tell
And I was wondering.
Why I'm so lucky. Why I should find
you waiting for me to come along.
Why there is no other man in my
That's easy. There was. He's dead.
I'm sorry for asking. I forgot we
said "no questions."
Well, only one answer can take care
of all our questions.
They kiss passionately.
MONTAGE - NEWSREEL FOOTAGE OF THE GERMAN OCCUPATION OF
A) The rubble of a burned-out, demolished building. A sign
with an arrow points to Paris.
B) German troops crossing a river.
C) Tanks rolling down the road toward Paris.
D) German war planes overhead.
29 EXT. PARIS CAFE - DAY 29
A man sells newspapers to people crowded around him. There
is much excitement. Rick and Ilsa sit at a table. They buy
a newspaper and begin to read it.
Nearby, a group of frightened French people cluster around
a loudspeaker on a wagon. A harsh voice barks out the
tragic news of the Nazi push toward Paris.
Nothing can stop them now.
Wednesday, Thursday at the latest,
they'll be in Paris.
Richard, they'll find out your
record. It won't be safe for you
I'm on their blacklist already,
their roll of honor.
A small cafe in the Montmartre. A shadow on the floor
reflects the cafe sign "La Belle Aurore."
Rick, at the bar, gets glasses and a bottle of champagne.
He walks over to Ilsa and Sam at the piano.
Sam plays "As Time Goes By."
Ilsa seems unnerved. There is evidently something on her
Rick pours the champagne. His manner is wry, but not the
bitter wryness we have seen in Casablanca.
Henri wants us to finish this
bottle and then three more. He says
he'll water his garden with
champagne before he'll let the
Germans drink any of it.
Sam looks at his glass.
This sort of takes the sting out of
being occupied, doesn't it, Mr.
You said it!
Here's looking at you, kid.
Suddenly a loudspeaker BLARES out something in German. Rick
and Ilsa look at each other, then hurry to the window.
My German's a little rusty.
It's the Gestapo. They say they
expect to be in Paris tomorrow.
They are telling us how to act when
they come marching in.
She smiles faintly.
With the whole world crumbling, we
pick this time to fall in love.
Yeah. It's pretty bad timing. Where
were you, say, ten years ago?
Ten years ago? Let's see--
(pause as she thinks a
--Yes. I was having a brace put on
my teeth. Where were you?
Looking for a job.
Ilsa looks at him tenderly. Rick takes her in his arms, and
kisses her hungrily. While they are locked in an embrace
they hear the dull BOOM of cannons.
Was that cannon fire, or is it my
Ah, that's the new German 77. And
judging by the sound, only about
thirty-five miles away.
Another BOOM from the cannons.
And getting closer every minute.
Here. Drink up. We'll never finish
the other three.
The Germans'll be here pretty soon
now, and they'll come looking for
you. And don't forget there's a
price on your head.
Ilsa reacts to this worriedly.
I left a note in my apartment.
They'll know where to find me.
Ilsa looks at Rick.
Strange. I know so very little
I know very little about you, just
the fact that you had your teeth
But be serious, darling. You are in
danger and you must leave Paris.
No, no, no, no. We must leave.
Yes, of course, we --
-- The train for Marseilles leaves
at five o'clock. I'll pick you up
at your hotel at four-thirty.
No, no. Not at my hotel. I, uh, I
have things to do in the city
before I leave. I'll meet you at
the station, huh?
All right. At a quarter to five.
(a thought strikes him)
Say, why don't we get married in
Rick chuckles again.
That's too far ahead to plan.
Yes, I guess it is a little too far
ahead. Well, let's see. What about
the engineer? Why can't he marry us
on the train?
Suddenly Ilsa turns away and starts to cry.
Well, why not? The captain on a
ship can. It doesn't seem fair
that-- Hey, hey, what's wrong, kid?
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, if
something should keep us apart,
wherever they put you and wherever
I'll be, I want you to know--
She can't go on. She lifts her face to his. He kisses her
Kiss me. Kiss me as if it were the
He looks into her eyes, then he does kiss her as though it
were going to be the last time.
Her hand falls to the table and knocks over a glass.
It's raining very hard at the train station.
There is a hectic, fevered excitement, evident in the faces
of the people that pass by. This is the last train from
Rick appears in the crowd. He stops and puts his suitcase
down and glances at his watch.
A conductor calls out "All aboard, last train leaving in
Rain pours over his head and shoulders, but he doesn't seem
to notice. He nervously checks his watch again.
Suddenly Sam appears.
Where is she? Have you seen her?
No, Mr. Richard. I can't find her.
She checked out of the hotel. But
this note came just after you left.
Sam pulls an envelope from his pocket. Rick grabs it, opens
it, and stares down at the letter.
I cannot go with you or ever see
you again. You must not ask why.
Just believe that I love you. Go,
my darling, and God bless you.
Raindrops pour down the letter, smudging the writing.
BACK TO SCENE
A whistle BLOWS.
That's the last call, Mr. Richard,
do you hear me? Come on, Mr.
Richard. Let's get out of here.
Come on, Mr. Richard, come on.
Sam pulls a stunned, reluctant Rick to the train. The train
starts to move just as he boards.
From the steps he looks off into the distance, then
crumbles the letter and tosses it away as the steam from
the engine clouds over him.
34 INT. RICK'S CAFE - MAIN ROOM - NIGHT 34
Close-up of a glass on the table in the cafe. Rick's hand
reaches for it and knocks it over. We now see Rick's face
and he's very drunk.
Sam walks over to the table to pick up the glass and a
Just then the door opens and it's Ilsa. Rick stares at the
doorway. Ilsa lingers a moment, then comes over to the
Rick, I have to talk to you.
Her manner is a little uncertain, a little tentative, but
with a quiet determination beneath it.
Oh. I saved my first drink to have
with you. Here.
No. No, Rick. Not tonight.
She sits down in the chair before the empty glass. Her eyes
are searching his face, but there is no expression on it
except a cold and impassive one.
Rick reaches for the bottle, and pours himself another
Why did you have to come to
Casablanca? There are other places.
I wouldn't have come if I had known
that 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
any place. We'll get on a train
together and never stop."
Please don't. Don't, Rick. I can
understand how you feel.
Huh! 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. A
wow finish. A guy standing on a
station platform in the rain with a
comical look on his face, because
his insides had been kicked out.
He takes a drink.
Can I tell you a story, Rick?
Has it got a wow finish?
I don't know the finish yet.
Well, go on, tell it. Maybe one
will come to you as you go along.
It's about a girl who had just come
to Paris from her home in Oslo. At
the house of some friends she met a
man about whom she'd heard her
whole life, a very great and
courageous man. He opened up for
her a whole beautiful world full of
knowledge and thoughts and ideals.
Everything she knew or ever became
was because of him. And she looked
up to him and worshipped him with a
feeling she supposed was love.
Yes, that's very pretty. I heard a
story once. As a matter of fact,
I've heard a lot of stories in my
time. They went along with the
sound of a tinny piano playing in
the parlor downstairs, "Mister, I
met a man once when I was a kid,"
it'd always begin. Huh. I guess
neither one of our stories was very
funny. 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?
Ilsa gets up and leaves.
Rick's head slumps over the table.
A sign on the door reads: Captain Renault, Prefect de
Strasser sits while Renault attends to some paperwork.
I strongly suspect that Ugarte left
the letters of transit with Mr.
Blaine. I would suggest you search
the cafe immediately and
If Rick has the letters, he's much
too smart to let you find them
You give him credit for too much
cleverness. My impression was that
he's just another blundering
But we mustn't underestimate
American blundering. I was with
them when they "blundered" into
Berlin in 1918.
Strasser looks at him.
As to Laszlo, we want him watched
twenty-four hours a day.
It may interest you to know that at
this very moment he is on his way
36 INT. PREFECTURE LOBBY - MORNING 36
Laszlo and Ilsa make their way through the jam in the lobby
of the Prefecture.
Jan and Annina talk to an officer.
(to Jan and Annina)
There's nothing we can do.
Laszlo and Ilsa enter Renault's office.
Renault bows to them both.
I am delighted to see you both. Did
you have a good night's rest?
I slept very well.
That's strange. Nobody is supposed
to sleep well in Casablanca.
May we proceed with the business?
With pleasure. Won't you sit down?
They take their seats.
(now as cold as Laszlo)
Very well, Herr Laszlo, we will not
mince words. You are an escaped
prisoner of the Reich. So far you
have been fortunate enough in
eluding us. You have reached
Casablanca. It is my duty to see
that you stay in Casablanca.
Whether or not you succeed is, of
Not at all. Captain Renault's
signature is necessary on every
(turns to Renault)
Captain, would you think it is
possible that Herr Laszlo will
receive a visa?
I am afraid not. My regrets,
Well, perhaps I shall like it in
You needn't be concerned about me.
Is that all you wish to tell us?
Don't be in such a hurry. You have
all the time in the world. You may
be in Casablanca indefinitely-- or
you may leave for Lisbon tomorrow,
on one condition.
And that is?
You know the leaders of the
underground movement in Paris, in
Prague, in Brussels, in Amsterdam,
in Oslo, in Belgrade, in Athens.
Even in Berlin.
Yes, even in Berlin. If you will
furnish me with their names and
their exact whereabouts, you will
have your visa in the morning.
And the honor of having served the
I was in a German concentration
camp for a year. That's honor
enough for a lifetime.
You will give us the names?
If I didn't give them to you in a
concentration camp where you had
more "persuasive methods" at your
disposal, I certainly won't give
them to you now.
The passionate conviction in his voice now reveals the
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
Herr Laszlo, you have a reputation
for eloquence which I can now
understand. But in one respect you
are mistaken. You said the enemies
of the Reich could all be replaced,
but there is one exception. No one
could take your place in the event
anything unfortunate should occur
to you while you were trying to
You won't dare to interfere with me
here. This is still unoccupied
France. Any violation of neutrality
would reflect on Captain Renault.
Monsieur, insofar as it is in my
-- Thank you.
By the way, Monsieur, last night
you evinced an interest in Signor
I believe you have a message for
Nothing important, but may I speak
to him now?
You would find the conversation a
trifle one-sided. Signor Ugarte is
Close-ups of Ilsa, then Laszlo, reveal their
Strasser observes their reaction.
Renault holds a report.
I am making out the report now. We
haven't quite decided whether he
committed suicide or died trying to
Are you quite finished with us?
For the time being.
Renault rings a buzzer and the door is opened for them.
As Ilsa and Laszlo leave, an OFFICER comes in.
Undoubtedly their next step will be
to the black market.
Excuse me, Captain. Another visa
problem has come up.
Show her in.
Renault looks at himself in the mirror and straightens his
The black market is a cluttered Arab street of bazaars,
shops and stalls. All kinds and races of people mill about
the merchandise which native dealers have on outdoor
Both men and women are dressed in tropical clothes. The
canopies over the stalls give them some protection from the
On the surface the atmosphere is merely languid, but
underneath lies the sinister workings of illicit trade.
A FRENCHMAN and a NATIVE huddle together and talk in low
I'm sorry, Monsieur, we would have
to handle the police. This is a job
for Signor Ferrari.
It can be most helpful to know
Signor Ferrari. He pretty near has
a monopoly on the black market
here. You will find him over there
at the Blue Parrot.
39 EXT. THE BLUE PARROT - DAY 39
Outside the cafe, a blue parrot sits on a perch.
40 INT. THE BLUE PARROT - DAY 40
The cafe is much less pretentious than Rick's, but well
Rick enters and walks through the cafe toward Ferrari's
office just as Ferrari emerges with Jan and Annina, who
look very disappointed.
There, don't be too downhearted.
Perhaps you can come to terms with
Thank you very much, Signor.
Jan leads Annina away.
Signor Ferrari turns around. He's pleased to see Rick.
Ah, good morning, Rick.
They shake hands.
I see the bus is in. I'll take my
shipment with me.
No hurry. I'll have it sent over.
Have a drink with me.
I never drink in the morning. And
every time you send my shipment
over, it's always just a little bit
Carrying charges, my boy, carrying
charges. Here, sit down. There's
something I want to talk over with
He hails a waiter.
(to Rick, sighing deeply)
The news about Ugarte upset me very
You're a fat hypocrite. You don't
feel any sorrier for Ugarte than I
He eyes Rick closely.
Of course not. What upsets me is
the fact that Ugarte is dead and no
one knows where those letters of
Practically no one.
If I could lay my hands on those
letters, I could make a fortune.
So could I. And I'm a poor
I have a proposition for whoever
has those letters. I will handle
the entire transaction, get rid of
the letters, take all the risk, for
a small percentage.
And the carrying charges?
Naturally there will be a few
incidental expenses. That is the
proposition I have for whoever has
I'll tell him when he comes in.
Rick, I'll put my cards on the
table. I think you know where those
Well, you're in good company.
Renault and Strasser probably think
Rick looks out of the window and sees Ilsa at the linen
bazaar, then Laszlo walking toward the cafe.
That's why I came over here to give
them a chance to ransack my place.
Rick, don't be a fool. Take me into
your confidence. You need a
Rick isn't listening to him. He looks through the open
window in the direction of the linen bazaar.
Rick gets up.
Excuse me, I'll be getting back.
Laszlo reaches the entrance to the cafe as Rick comes out.
He stops and addresses Rick politely.
Signor Ferrari is the fat gent at
As he exits, Laszlo looks after him with a puzzled
42 EXT. BLACK MARKET - DAY 42
At the linen stall, Ilsa examines a tablecloth which an
Arab vendor is endeavoring to sell. He holds a sign which
reads "700 francs."
You will not find a treasure like
this in all Morocco, Mademoiselle.
Only seven hundred francs.
Rick walks up behind Ilsa.
You're being cheated.
She looks briefly at Rick, then turns away. Her manner is
It doesn't matter, thank you.
Ah, the lady is a friend of Rick's?
For friends of Rick we have a small
discount. Did I say seven hundred
francs? You can have it for two
Reaching under the counter, he takes out a sign reading
"200 francs", and replaces the other sign with it.
I'm sorry I was in no condition to
receive you when you called on me
It doesn't matter.
Ah, for special friends of Rick's
we have a special discount. One
He replaces the second sign with a third which reads "100
Your story had me a little
confused. Or maybe it was the
I have some tablecloths, some
-- Thank you. I'm really not
Please, one minute. Wait!
The Arab hurriedly exits.
Ilsa pretends to examine the goods on the counter.
Why did you come back? To tell me
why you ran out on me at the
Well, you can tell me now. I'm
I don't think I will, Rick.
Why not? After all, I got stuck
with a railway ticket. I think I'm
entitled to know.
Last night I saw what has happened
to you. The Rick I knew in Paris, I
could tell him. He'd understand.
But the one who looked at me with
such hatred-- well, I'll be leaving
Casablanca soon and we'll never see
each other again. We knew very
little about each other when we
were in love in Paris. If we leave
it that way, maybe we'll remember
those days and not Casablanca, not
Did you run out on me because you
couldn't take it? Because you knew
what it would be like, hiding from
the police, running away all the
You can believe that if you want
Well, I'm not running away any
more. I'm settled now, above a
saloon, it's true, but-- walk up a
flight. I'll be expecting you.
Ilsa turns her head away.
All the same, someday you'll lie to
Laszlo. You'll be there.
No, Rick. No, you see, Victor
Laszlo is my husband-- and was,
even when I knew you in Paris.
She walks away into the cafe as Rick stares after her in
Ilsa and Laszlo sit with Ferrari.
I was just telling Monsieur Laszlo
that, unfortunately, I am not able
to help him.
You see, my dear, the word has gone
As leader of all illegal activities
in Casablanca, I am an influential
and respected man. It would not be
worth my life to do anything for
Monsieur Laszlo. You, however, are
a different matter.
Signor Ferrari thinks it might just
be possible to get an exit visa for
You mean for me to go on alone?
And only alone.
I will stay here and keep on
trying. I'm sure in a little while
-- We might as well be frank,
Monsieur. It will take a miracle to
get you out of Casablanca. And the
Germans have outlawed miracles.
We are only interested in two
Please, Ilsa, don't be hasty.
No, Victor, no.
You two will want to discuss this.
Excuse me. I'll be at the bar.
Ferrari gets to his feet and walks away.
No, Ilsa, I won't let you stay
here. You must get to America. And
believe me, somehow I will get out
and join you.
But, Victor, if the situation were
different, if I had to stay and
there were only a visa for one,
would you take it?
(not very convincingly)
Yes, I would.
Ilsa smiles faintly. She doesn't believe it for even a
Yes, I see. When I had trouble
getting out of Lille, why didn't
you leave me there? And when I was
sick in Marseilles and held you up
for two weeks and you were in
danger every minute of the time,
why didn't you leave me then?
I meant to, but something always
held me up. I love you very much,
She smiles again.
Your secret will be safe with me.
Ferrari is waiting for our answer.
At the bar Ferrari talks to a waiter.
Not more than fifty francs though.
Ilsa and Laszlo walk up to him.
We've decided, Signor Ferrari. For
the present we'll go on looking for
two exit visas. Thank you very
Well, good luck. But be careful.
(a flick of his eyes in
the direction of the
You know you're being shadowed?
Laszlo glances in the direction of the bazaar.
Of course. It becomes an instinct.
Ferrari looks shrewdly at Ilsa.
I observe that you in one respect
are a very fortunate man, Monsieur.
I am moved to make one more
suggestion, why, I do not know,
because it cannot possibly profit
me, but, have you heard about
Signor Ugarte and the letters of
Those letters were not found on
Ugarte when they arrested him.
There's a moments pause as this sinks in.
Do you know where they are?
Not for sure, Monsieur, but I will
venture to guess that Ugarte left
those letters with Monsieur Rick.
Ilsa's face darkens. Laszlo quietly observes.
He is a difficult customer, that
Rick. One never knows what he'll do
or why. But it is worth a chance.
Thank you very much. Good day.
Goodbye, thank you for your coffee,
Signor. I shall miss that when we
It was gracious of you to share it
with me. Good day, Mademoiselle,
As Ilsa and Laszlo leave the cafe, Ferrari nonchalantly
swats a fly on a table.
Outside Rick's cafe, the sign is lit up and MUSIC filters
out into the air.
45 INT. RICK'S CAFE - MAIN ROOM - NIGHT 45
At the bar, the European has found another TOURIST.
Here's to you, sir.
Er, good luck, yes.
I'd better be going.
Er, my check, please.
I have to warn you, sir. I beseech
The European picks his pocket.
This is a dangerous place, full of
vultures. Vultures everywhere!
Thanks for everything.
The tourist laughs.
Er, goodbye, sir.
It has been a pleasure to meet you.
He dashes off and collides with Carl.
Oh, I'm sorry.
As the European hurries away, Carl checks all his pockets
to make sure nothing is missing.
Sam and Corina play a number, accompanied by the orchestra.
Strasser and his crowd enter the cafe and pass Rick's
Carl brings Rick a bottle and glass.
Monsieur Rick, you are getting to
be your best customer.
As Rick lights a cigarette, Renault shows up.
Well, Ricky. I'm very pleased with
you. Now you're beginning to live
like a Frenchman.
That was some going-over your men
gave my place this afternoon. We
just barely got cleaned up in time
He pours a drink for Renault.
Well, I told Strasser he wouldn't
find the letters here. But I told
my men to be especially
destructive. You know how that
(taking a sip)
Rick, have you got these letters of
Louis, are you pro-Vichy or Free
Serves me right for asking a direct
question. The subject is closed.
Well, it looks like you're a little
Rick gazes at Yvonne and a GERMAN OFFICER approaching the
So Yvonne's gone over to the enemy.
Who knows? In her own way she may
constitute an entire second front.
I think it's time for me to flatter
Major Strasser a little. I'll see
you later, Rick.
Renault gets up and strolls away.
At the bar, Yvonne and the German officer place their
Yvonne is somewhat drunk already.
Put up a whole row of them, Sacha--
starting here and ending here.
She indicates with her hand where she wants them.
We will begin with two.
A FRENCH OFFICER at the bar makes a remark to Yvonne.
Say, you, you are not French to go
with a German like this!
What are you butting in for?
I am butting in --
(breaking in, in French)
-- It's none of your business!
No, no, no, no! One minute!
What did you say? Would you kindly
What I said is none of your
I will make it my business!
They begin to fight.
Stop! I beg of you! I beg of you,
There are exclamations from people nearby. German officers
at a nearby table rise, ready to join in. Rick walks up and
separates the two men.
(to the German)
I don't like disturbances in my
place. Either lay off politics or
Dirty Boche. Someday we'll have our
Renault, Strasser and the other officers sit down again.
You see, Captain, the situation is
not as much under control as you
My dear Major, we are trying to
cooperate with your government, but
we cannot regulate the feelings of
Strasser eyes him closely.
Captain Renault, are you entirely
certain which side you're on?
I have no conviction, if that's
what you mean. I blow with the
wind, and the prevailing wind
happens to be from Vichy.
And if it should change?
Surely the Reich doesn't admit that
Renault lights a cigarette and puffs away.
We are concerned about more than
Casablanca. We know that every
French province in Africa is honey-
combed with traitors waiting for
their chance, waiting, perhaps, for
A leader, like Laszlo?
Uh, huh. I have been thinking. It
is too dangerous if we let him go.
It may be too dangerous if we let
I see what you mean.
Carl, bottle in hand, approaches the table of a middle-aged
German couple, the LEUCHTAGS.
I brought you the finest brandy.
Only the employees drink it here.
He pours a drink for each of them.
Thank you, Carl.
(as he pours)
For Mrs. Leuchtag.
Thank you, Carl.
For Mr. Leuchtag.
Carl, sit down. Have a brandy with
(beaming with happiness)
To celebrate our leaving for
Carl sits down.
Thank you very much. I thought you
would ask me, so I brought the good
brandy and a third glass.
He produces a glass from a back pocket.
At last the day has came.
Frau Leuchtag and I are speaking
nothing but English now.
So we should feel at home ven ve
get to America.
A very nice idea.
(raising his glass)
Mrs. Leuchtag and Carl repeat "To America." They clink
glasses and drink.
Liebchen, uh, sweetness heart, what
She glances at her wristwatch.
Er, you will get along beautifully
in America, huh.
Annina meets Renault in the hallway as she leaves the
How's lady luck treating you? Aw,
too bad. You'll find him over
Annina sees Rick and goes to his table.
Could I speak to you for just a
Rick looks at her.
How did you get in here? You're
I came with Captain Renault.
I should have known.
My husband is with me, too.
He is? Well, Captain Renault's
getting broadminded. Sit down. Will
you have a drink?
Annina shakes her head.
No, of course not. Do you mind if I
Rick pours himself a drink
Monsieur Rick, what kind of man is
Oh, he's just like any other man,
only more so.
No, I mean, is he trustworthy? Is
his word --
-- Now, just a minute. Who told you
to ask me that?
He did. Captain Renault did.
I thought so. Where's your husband?
At the roulette table, trying to
win enough for our exit visa. Well
of course, he's losing.
Rick looks at her closely.
How long have you been married?
Eight weeks. We come from Bulgaria.
Oh, things are very bad there,
Monsieur. A devil has the people by
the throat. So, Jan and I, we, we
do not want our children to grow up
in such a country.
So you decided to go to America.
Yes, but we have not much money,
and travelling is so expensive and
difficult. It was much more than we
thought to get here. And then
Captain Renault sees us and he is
so kind. He wants to help us.
Yes, I'll bet.
He tells me he can give us an exit
visa, but we have no money.
Does he know that?
And he is still willing to give you
And you want to know --
-- Will he keep his word?
He always has.
There is a silence. Annina is very disturbed.
Oh, Monsieur, you are a man. If
someone loved you very much, so
that your happiness was the only
thing that she wanted in the whole
world, but she did a bad thing to
make certain of it, could you
Rick stares off into space.
Nobody ever loved me that much.
And he never knew, and the girl
kept this bad thing locked in her
heart? That would be all right,
You want my advice?
Oh, yes, please.
Go back to Bulgaria.
Oh, but if you knew what it means
to us to leave Europe, to get to
America! Oh, but if Jan should find
out! He is such a boy. In many ways
I am so much older than he is.
Yes, well, everybody in Casablanca
has problems. Yours may work out.
You'll excuse me.
Rick abruptly rises.
Thank you, Monsieur.
He quickly goes off, leaving Annina alone at the table. She
remains seated, too demoralized to move.
While Rick checks the reservation list, Ilsa and Laszlo
enter the cafe.
In the background we hear Sam playing, ironically enough,
"It Had to Be You."
Rick greets Ilsa and Laszlo.
Good evening. You see, here we are
I take that as a great compliment
I suppose he means to you Paris of,
well, happier days.
Laszlo looks around.
He does. Could we have a table
close to him?
And as far away from Major Strasser
Well, the geography may be a little
difficult to arrange.
Rick snaps his fingers for the headwaiter.
Paul! Table thirty!
(to Ilsa and Laszlo)
Yes, sir. Right this way, if you
I'll have Sam play "As Time Goes
By." I believe that's your favorite
Rick walks over to Sam and whispers something to him. Sam
stops what he is playing and begins "As Time Goes By." He
shakes his head as Rick leaves.
A waiter appears at Ilsa and Laszlo's table.
Two cognacs, please.
Jan sits at the roulette table. He has only three chips
left and seems bewildered.
As Rick comes up the croupier speaks to Jan.
Do you wish to place another bet,
No, no, I guess not.
Rick stands behind Jan.
Have you tried twenty-two tonight?
I said, twenty-two.
Jan looks at Rick, then at the chips in his hand.
He pauses, then puts the chips on twenty-two.
Rick and the croupier exchange looks. The croupier
understands what Rick wants him to do. He spins the wheel.
Carl follows the proceedings, fascinated.
The wheel stops spinning.
Twenty-two, black, twenty-two.
A winner. Renault, at a nearby table, takes notice of what
The croupier pushes a pile of chips onto twenty-two and Jan
reaches for it.
(not even looking at Jan)
Leave it there.
Jan hesitates, then withdraws his hands.
Carl continues to watch.
The wheel spins. Nobody speaks while it spins. It stops.
Another winner. The croupier shoves a pile of chips toward
Cash it in and don't come back.
Jan rises to go to the cashier.
A CUSTOMER complains to Carl.
Say, are you sure this place is
Honest! As honest as the day is
Meanwhile, Rick has walked over to the croupier.
How we doing tonight?
Well, a couple of thousand less
than I thought there would be.
Rick smiles slightly and goes toward the door.
Annina runs up to him and hugs him.
Monsieur Rick, I --
-- He's just a lucky guy.
Monsieur Rick, may I get you a cup
No thanks, Carl.
Renault, seeing that Jan has won, gets up from his table to
follow Rick. Jan and Annina stop him on the way.
Captain Renault, may I --
-- Oh, not here, please. Come to my
office in the morning. We'll do
We'll be there at six.
I'll be there at ten. I am very
happy for both of you. Still, it's
very strange that you won.
He looks over and sees Rick.
Well, maybe not so strange. I'll
see you in the morning.
Thank you so much, Captain Renault.
At the bar, Carl whispers in Sacha's ear. Sacha says "No!"
and runs to Rick.
Boss, you've done a beautiful
He kisses Rick on both cheeks.
Go away, you crazy Russian!
Carl pours a brandy for Rick.
Pretending not to do so, Rick glances in Ilsa's direction.
Renault comes up to him.
As I suspected, you're a rank
Why do you interfere with my little
Put it down as a gesture to love.
Well, I forgive you this time. But
I'll be in tomorrow night with a
breathtaking blonde, and it will
make me very happy if she loses. Uh
He smiles and walks away. Laszlo comes up to Rick.
Monsieur Blaine, I wonder if I
could talk to you?
Well, isn't there some other place?
It's rather confidential, what I
have to say.
48 INT. RICK'S CAFE - OFFICE - NIGHT 48
Rick and Laszlo sit and discuss Laszlo's dilemma.
You must know it's very important I
get out of Casablanca. It's my
privilege to be one of the leaders
of a great movement. You know what
I have been doing. You know what it
means to the work, to the lives of
thousands and thousands of people
that I be free to reach America and
continue my work.
I'm not interested in politics. The
problems of the world are not in my
department. I'm a saloon keeper.
My friends in the underground tell
me that you have quite a record.
You ran guns to Ethiopia. You
fought against the fascists in
What of it?
Isn't it strange that you always
happened to be fighting on the side
of the underdog?
Yes. I found that a very expensive
hobby, too. But then I never was
much of a businessman.
Rick gets up, as does Laszlo.
Are you enough of a businessman to
appreciate an offer of a hundred
I appreciate it, but I don't accept
I'll raise it to two hundred
My friend, you could make it a
million francs, or three, my answer
would still be the same.
There must be some reason why you
won't let me have them.
There is. I suggest that you ask
I beg your pardon?
I said, ask your wife.
Laszlo looks at him, puzzled.
Rick and Laszlo hear MALE VOICES singing downstairs.
49 INT. RICK'S CAFE - MAIN ROOM - NIGHT 49
A group of German officers stand around the piano singing
the "Wacht am Rhein."
50 INT. RICK'S CAFE - BALCONY - NIGHT 50
Rick stands at the balcony outside his office and watches
the Germans below.
51 INT. RICK'S CAFE - MAIN ROOM - NIGHT 51
At the bar, Renault watches with raised eyebrow.
52 INT. RICK'S CAFE - BALCONY - NIGHT 52
Laszlo's lips are very tight as he listens to the song.
He starts down the step.
Laszlo passes the table where Ilsa sits and goes straight
to the orchestra.
Yvonne, sitting at a table with her German officer, stares
down into her drink.
Laszlo speaks to the orchestra.
Play the Marseillaise! Play it!
Members of the orchestra glance toward the steps, toward
Rick, who nods to them.
Laszlo and Corina sing as they start to play. Strasser
conducts the German singing in an attempt to drown out the
People in the cafe begin to sing the "Marseillaise."
After a while, Strasser and his officers give up and sit
down. The "Marseillaise" continues, however.
Yvonne jumps up and sings with tears in her eyes.
Ilsa, overcome with emotion, looks proudly at Laszlo, who
sings with passion.
Finally the whole cafe stands, singing, their faces aglow.
The song finishes on a high, triumphant note.
Yvonne's face is exalted. She deliberately faces the alcove
where the Germans are watching. She SHOUTS at the top of
Vive La France! Vive la democracie!
Vive La France! Vive la democracie!
People clap and cheer.
Strasser is very angry. He strides across the floor toward
Renault who is standing at the bar.
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.
But everybody's having such a good
Yes, much too good a time. The
place is to be closed.
But I have no excuse to close it.
Several French officers surround Laszlo, offering him a
Renault thinks a moment, then blows a loud BLAST on his
whistle. The room grows quiet, all eyes turn toward
Everybody is to leave here
immediately! This cafe is closed
until further notice! Clear the
room at once!
An angry murmur starts among the crowd. People get up and
begin to leave.
Rick comes quickly up to Renault.
How can you close me up? On what
I am shocked, shocked to find that
gambling is going on in here!
This display of nerve leaves Rick at a loss. The croupier
comes out of the gambling room and up to Renault. He hands
him a roll of bills.
Your winnings, sir.
Oh. Thank you very much.
He turns to the crowd again.
Everybody out at once!
As the cafe empties, Strasser approaches Ilsa. His manner
is abrupt but cordial.
Mademoiselle, after this
disturbance it is not safe for
Laszlo to stay in Casablanca.
This morning you implied it was not
safe for him to leave Casablanca.
That is also true, except for one
destination, to return to occupied
Uh huh. Under a safe conduct from
What value is that? You may recall
what German guarantees have been
worth in the past.
There are only two other
alternatives for him.
What are they?
It is possible the French
authorities will find a reason to
put him in the concentration camp
And the other alternative?
My dear Mademoiselle, perhaps you
have already observed that in
Casablanca, human life is cheap.
Good night, Mademoiselle.
She looks at him, understanding what he means.
He bows and exits as Laszlo arrives at the table.
They start out of the cafe.
What happened with Rick?
We'll discuss it later.
54 INT. HOTEL HALLWAY - NIGHT 54
Ilsa and Laszlo walk to their room.
Laszlo switches on the light as they enter. While Ilsa
takes off some jewelry he walks to the window and peers out
into the darkeness. Below and across the street, a man
stands under an arch. Laszlo watches him, then draws down
Our faithful friend is still there.
Victor, please, don't go to the
underground meeting tonight.
I must. Besides, it isn't often
that a man has a chance to display
heroics before his wife.
He crosses to a table, takes a cigarette from a box, and
strikes a match.
Don't joke. After Major Strasser's
warning tonight, I am frightened.
To tell you the truth, I am
frightened too. Shall I remain here
in our hotel room hiding, or shall
I carry on the best I can?
He lights the cigarette.
Whatever I'd say, you'd carry on.
Victor, why don't you tell me about
Rick? What did you find out?
Apparently he has the letters.
But no intention of selling them.
One would think if sentiment
wouldn't persuade him, money would.
Ilsa is now noticeably uncomfortable.
Did he give any reason?
He suggested I ask you.
Yes. He said, "Ask your wife." I
don't know why he said that.
Laszlo turns off the light. Ilsa walks over to the couch
and sits down.
Well, our friend outside will think
we've retired by now. I'll be going
in a few minutes.
He sits down on the couch next to her. A silence falls
between them. It grows strained. Finally.
Ilsa, I --
When I was in the concentration
camp, were you lonely in Paris?
Ilsa still cannot look at him.
Yes, Victor, I was.
I know how it is to be lonely.
Is there anything you wish to tell
No, Victor, there isn't.
I love you very much, my dear.
Ilsa finally turns to look at Laszlo.
Yes, Yes I know. Victor, whatever I
do, will you believe that I, that -
-- You don't even have to say it.
I'll believe. Goodnight, dear.
He bends down and kisses her cheek.
She watches him go.
She gets up and follows him to the door. He opens it. In
the slit of light from the hall we see Ilsa's face, now
strained and worried. She hesitates for a moment, then.
Of course, I'll be careful.
He kisses her on the cheek and goes out the door. She
stands there for a few seconds, then crosses to look out of
The figure in the archway is gone. She sees Victor walking
down the street and closes the blind again. Ilsa gets a
cloak from the bedroom, and leaves the hotel room.
Rick and Carl sit by the bar and look over ledgers. Carl is
busy figuring. He looks up at Rick.
Well, you are in pretty good shape,
How long can I afford to stay
Oh, two weeks, maybe three.
Maybe I won't have to. A bribe has
worked before. In the meantime,
everybody stays on salary.
Oh, thank you, Herr Rick. Sacha
will be happy to hear it. I owe him
Now you finish locking up, will
I will. Then I am going to the
meeting of the --
-- Don't tell me where you're
Goodnight, Monsieur Rick.
Rick walks up the stairs to his apartment.
Rick opens the door and goes inside the dark room. Light
from the hall reveals a figure by the window. He lights a
small lamp. Ilsa faces him, her face white but determined.
Rick pauses for a moment in astonishment.
How did you get in?
The stairs from the street.
Ilsa comes over to meet him.
I told you this morning you'd come
around, but this is a little ahead
of schedule. Well, won't you sit
Richard, I had to see you.
You use "Richard" again? We're back
Your unexpected visit isn't
connected by any chance with the
letters of transit? It seems that
as long as I have those letters
I'll never be lonely.
You can ask any price you want, but
you must give me those letters.
I went through all that with your
husband. It's no deal.
I know how you feel about me, but
I'm asking you to put your feelings
aside for something more important.
Do I have to hear again what a
great man your husband is? What an
important cause he's fighting for?
It was your cause, too. In your own
way, you were fighting for the same
I'm not fighting for anything
anymore, except myself. I'm the
only cause I'm interested in.
He walks over to the window and Ilsa follows.
Richard, Richard, we loved each
other once. If those days meant
anything at all to you --
-- I wouldn't bring up Paris if I
were you. It's poor salesmanship.
Please. Please listen to me. If you
knew what really happened, if you
only knew the truth --
-- I wouldn't believe you, no
matter what you told me. You'd say
anything now to get what you want.
Rick walks over to a table and opens a cigarette box, but
finds it empty.
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 revenge on
the rest of the world. You're a,
you're a coward, and a weakling.
There are tears in her eyes now.
No. Oh, Richard, I'm sorry. I'm
sorry, but, but you, you are our
last hope. If you don't help us,
Victor Laszlo will die in
What of it? I'm going to die in
Casablanca. It's a good spot for
He turns away to light a cigarette, then back to Ilsa.
Now if you --
He stops short as he sees Ilsa holding a small revolver in
her hand. It's pointed directly at him.
-- All right. I tried to reason
with you. I tried everything. Now I
want those letters. Get them for
I don't have to. I've got them
Put them on the table.
(shaking his head)
For the last time, put them on the
If Laszlo and the cause mean so
much to you, you won't stop at
anything. All right, I'll make it
easier for you.
He moves closer to her.
Go ahead and shoot. You'll be doing
me a favor.
Her hand drops down, and there are tears in her eyes again.
She turns and walks away from him.
Richard, I tried to stay away. I
thought I would never see you
again, that you were out of my
Rick follows her and takes her in his arms. He presses her
tight to him.
The day you left, if you knew what
I went through! If you knew how
much I loved you, how much I still
Rick kisses her passionately. She is lost in his embrace.
From his window, Rick watches the revolving beacon light at
Ilsa sits on the couch. On a table before her rests a
bottle of champagne along with two half-filled glasses.
Rick walks over to her.
It wasn't long after we were
married that Victor went back to
Czechoslovakia. They needed him in
Prague, but there the Gestapo were
waiting for him. Just a two-line
item in the paper: "Victor Laszlo
apprehended. Sent to concen-tration
camp." I was frantic. For months I
tried to get word. Then it came. He
was dead, shot trying to escape. I
was lonely. I had nothing. Not even
hope. Then I met you.
Why weren't you honest with me? Why
did you keep your marriage a
Rick sits down with Ilsa.
Oh, it wasn't my secret, Richard.
Victor wanted it that way. Not even
our closest friends knew about our
marriage. That was his way of
protecting me. I knew so much about
his work, and if the Gestapo found
out I was his wife it would be
dangerous for me and for those
working with me.
When did you first find out he was
Just before you and I were to leave
Paris together. A friend came and
told me that Victor was alive. They
were hiding him in a freight car on
the outskirts of Paris. He was
sick, he needed me. I wanted to
tell you, but I, I didn't care. I
knew, I knew you wouldn't have left
Paris, and the Gestapo would have
caught you. So I-- well, well, you
know the rest.
Huh. But it's still a story without
an ending. What about now?
Now? I don't know. I know that I'll
never have the strength to leave
Oh, you'll help him now, Richard,
won't you? You'll see that he gets
out? Then he'll have his work, all
that he's been living for.
All except one. He won't have you.
Ilsa puts her head on Rick's shoulder.
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'll have to
think for both of us, for all of
All right, I will. Here's looking
at you, kid.
I wish I didn't love you so much.
She snuggles closer to Rick.
59 EXT. RICK'S CAFE - NIGHT 59
Laszlo and Carl make their way through the darkness toward
a side entrance of Rick's. They run inside the entryway.
The headlights of a speeding police car sweep toward them.
They flatten themselves against a wall to avoid detection.
The lights move past them.
I think we lost them.
Yes. I'm afraid they caught some of
Come inside. Come.
60 INT. RICK'S CAFE - MAIN ROOM - NIGHT 60
Laszlo and Carl enter and cross toward the bar, out of
breath from their exertion.
Come inside. I will help you. Come
Carl goes behind the bar.
I will give you some water.
61 INT/EXT. RICK'S CAFE - APARTMENT - NIGHT 61
Rick and Ilsa hear voices below. Rick crosses to the door.
He opens it just enough to see below, and turns off the
Ilsa stands just in back of him. She makes a move as if to
go out to the balcony but Rick's pushes her back. She
withdraws behind the door.
Rick walks out to the balcony railing.
Rick sees Carl attending to Laszlo, who appears to be
Carl, what happened?
Both Carl and Laszlo look up.
The police break up our meeting.
Herr Rick! We escaped in the last
Come up here a minute.
Carl looks up wonderingly, then starts toward the stairway.
Yes, I come.
I want you to turn out the light in
the rear entrance. It might attract
But Sacha always puts out that
-- Tonight he forgot.
Yes, I come, I will do it.
Carl climbs the stairs.
63 INT. RICK'S CAFE - APARTMENT - NIGHT 63
Carl enters Rick's apartment and sees Ilsa. He looks at
Rick and says nothing.
(in a low voice)
I want you to take Miss Lund home.
64 INT. RICK'S CAFE - MAIN ROOM - NIGHT 64
Rick comes down the stairs. Laszlo wraps one of the small
bar towels around his cut wrist. Rick looks questioningly
at the injured hand.
It's nothing. Just a little cut. We
had to get through a window.
Rick walks to the bar, picks up a bottle, and pours a
Well, this might come in handy.
Had a close one, eh?
Laszlo takes a drink.
Don't you sometimes wonder if it's
worth all this? I mean what you're
We might as well question why we
breathe. If we stop breathing,
we'll die. If we stop fighting our
enemies, the world will die.
What of it? Then it'll be out of
Rick reaches in his jacket for his cigarette case, opens
it, and takes out a cigarette.
You know how you sound, Monsieur
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
Yes, I get the point.
Rick lights his cigarette.
I wonder if you do. I wonder if you
know that you're trying to escape
from yourself and that you'll never
You seem to know all about my
I know a good deal more about you
than you suspect. I know, for
instance, that you are in love with
a woman. It is perhaps strange that
we both should be in love with the
same woman. The first evening I
came here in this cafe, 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.
You love her that much?
Apparently you think of me only as
the leader of a cause. Well, I am
also a human being.
He looks away for a moment.
Yes, I love her that much.
Suddenly there is a CRASH at the door of the cafe, followed
by the forced entry of several gendarmes. A French officer
walks in and addresses Laszlo.
You will come with us. We have a
warrant for your arrest.
On what charge?
Captain Renault will discuss that
with you later.
It seems that destiny has taken a
Laszlo looks for a moment at Rick, then in dignified
silence crosses to the officer. Together they walk toward
Rick's eyes follow them, but his expression reveals nothing
of his feelings.
Renault sits at his desk and smokes while Rick nervously
fingers his hat. They're interrupted by an orderly.
Renault hands some forms to the orderly, who then exits,
and the conversation continues.
But you haven't any actual proof,
and you know it. This isn't Germany
or occupied France. All you can do
is fine him a few thousand francs
and give him thirty days. You might
as well let him go now.
Ricky, I'd advise you not to be too
interested in what happens to
Laszlo. If by any chance you were
to help him escape --
-- What makes you think I'd stick
my neck out for Laszlo?
Because one, you've bet ten
thousand francs he'd escape. Two,
you have the letters of transit,
now don't bother to deny it. And,
well, you might do it simply
because you don't like Strasser's
looks. As a matter of fact, I don't
like him either.
Well, they're all excellent
Don't count too much on my
friendship, Ricky. In this matter
I'm powerless. Besides, I might
lose ten thousand francs.
You're not very subtle, but you are
effective. I, I get the point. Yes,
I have the letters, but I intend
using them myself. I'm leaving
Casablanca on tonight's plane, the
And I'm taking a friend with me.
One you'll appreciate.
That ought to put your mind to rest
about my helping Laszlo escape. The
last man I want to see in America.
You didn't come here to tell me
this. You have the letters of
transit. You can fill in your name
and hers and leave any time you
please. Why are you interested in
what happens to Laszlo?
Renault gets out of his chair and crosses to the front of
I'm not. But I am interested in
what happens to Ilsa and me. We
have a legal right to go, that's
true. But people have been held in
Casablanca in spite of their legal
Renault retrieves a fresh cigarette from a box on his desk.
What makes you think we want to
Renault chain-lights his new cigarette with the old one.
Ilsa is Laszlo's wife. She probably
knows things that Strasser would
like to know. Louis, I'll make a
deal with you. Instead of this
petty charge you have against him,
you can get something really big,
something that would chuck him in a
concentration camp for years. That
would be quite a feather in your
cap, wouldn't it?
It certainly would. Germany-- Vichy
would be very grateful.
Then release him. You be at my
place a half hour before the plane
Renault sits back down in his chair.
I'll arrange to have Laszlo come
there to pick up the letters of
transit, and that'll give you the
criminal grounds on which to make
the arrest. You get him, and we get
away. To the Germans that last will
be just a minor annoyance.
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.
Well, she isn't just any woman.
Rick stares at the floor, then looks back up at Renault.
I see. How do I know you'll keep
your end of the bargain?
I'll make the arrangements right
now with Laszlo in the visitor's
Ricky, I'm going to miss you.
Apparently you're the only one in
Casablanca who has even less
scruples than I.
Go ahead, Ricky.
Renault presses a button on his desk, triggering a BUZZER.
The door to Renault's office opens. Rick rises to go.
And by the way, call off your
watchdogs when you let him go. I
don't want them around this
afternoon. I'm taking no chances,
Louis, not even with you.