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Rick: And the names are Mr. and Mrs. Victor Laszlo.
Ilsa: But...why my name, Richard?
Rick: Because, you\ufffdre getting on that plane.
Ilsa: I don\ufffdt understand, what about you?
Rick: I\ufffdm staying here with him until the plane gets safely away.
Ilsa: No, Richard, what\ufffds happened to you? Last night...
Rick: Last night we said a great many things. You said I was to do the thinking for both of us. Well I\ufffdve done a lot of it since then, and it all adds up to one thing: You\ufffdre getting on that plane with Victor where you belong.
Ilsa: But Richard, no I...
Rick: Now, you\ufffdve got to listen to me. Do you have any idea what you\ufffdve got to look forward to if you stay here? Nine chances out of ten, we\ufffdd both wind up in a concentration camp. Isn\ufffdt that true, Louis?
Politisjefen (Louis): I\ufffdm afraid Major Strasser would insist.
Ilsa: You\ufffdre saying this only to make me go.
Rick: I\ufffdm saying it because it\ufffds true. Inside of us, we both know you belong with Victor. You\ufffdre part of his work, the thing that keeps him going. If that plane leaves the ground, and you\ufffdre not with him, you\ufffdll regret it. Maybe not today, and maybe not tomorrow, but soon, and for the rest of your life.
Ilsa: But what about us?
Rick: We\ufffdll always have Paris. We didn\ufffdt have. We\ufffdd lost it until you came to Casablanca. We got it back last night.
Ilsa: When I said I would never leave you.
Rick: And you never will. But, I\ufffdve got a job to do too. Where I\ufffdm going, you can\ufffdt follow. What I got to do, you can\ufffdt be any part of. I\ufffdm no good at being noble, but it doesn\ufffdt take much to see that the problems of three little people don\ufffdt amount to a hill of beans in this crazy world. Someday you\ufffdll understand that.
(Ilsa begins to weep)
Rick: Now, now. Here\ufffds looking at you, kid.
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-drl