Casablanca Page #4

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YVONNE:

Give me another.

RICK:

Sacha, she's had enough.

YVONNE:

Don't listen to him, Sacha. Fill

it up .

SACHA:

Yvonne, I loff you, but he pays me.

Yvonne wheels on Rick with drunken fury.

YVONNE:

Rick, I'm sick and tired of having

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you --

RICK:

-- Sacha, call a cab.

SACHA:

Yes, boss.

Rick takes Yvonne by the arm.

RICK:

Come on, we're going to get your

coat .

YVONNE:

Take your hands off me!

He pulls her along toward the door.

RICK:

No. You're going home. You've had

a little too much to drink.

CUT TO:

EXT. RICK'S CAFE - NIGHT

Sacha stands at the curb on the street in front of Rick's

and signals for a cab.

SACHA:

Taxi !

Soon one pulls up.

Rick and Yvonne come out of the cafe. He puts a coat over

her shoulders and she objects violently.

YVONNE:

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.

RICK:

(to Sacha)

You'd better go with her, Sacha, to

be sure she gets home.

SACHA:

Yes, boss.

RICK:

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And come right back.

SACHA:

(his face falling)

Yes, boss.

Rick stands and looks up at the revolving beacon light from

the airport. It intermittently sheds its light on Rick's

face .

Renault sits at a table on the cafe terrace, watching this

evening's performance.

RENAULT:

Hello, Rick.

Rick walks over to him.

RICK:

Hello, Louis.

RENAULT:

How extravagant you are, throwing

away women like that. Someday they

may be scarce.

Rick sits down at the table.

RENAULT:

(amused)

You know, I think now I shall pay a

call on Yvonne, maybe get her on the

rebound, eh?

RICK:

When it comes to women, you're a

true democrat.

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.

RENAULT:

If he gets a word in it'll be a

major Italian victory.

Rick laughs.

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.

RENAULT:

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The plane to Lisbon.

(pause)

You would like to be on it?

RICK:

(curtly)

Why? What's in Lisbon?

RENAULT:

The clipper to America.

Rick doesn't answer. His look isn't a happy one.

RENAULT:

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.

RICK:

It was a combination of all three.

RENAULT:

And what in heaven's name brought

you to Casablanca?

RICK:

My health. I came to Casablanca for

the waters .

RENAULT:

Waters? What waters? We're in the

desert .

RICK:

I was misinformed.

RENAULT:

Huh!

EMIL, the croupier, comes out of the cafe and walks over

to Rick.

EMIL:

Excuse me, Monsieur Rick, but a

gentleman inside has won twenty

thousand francs. The cashier

would like some money.

RICK:

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Well, I'll get it from the safe.

EMIL:

I am so upset, Monsieur Rick. You

know I can't understand --

RICK:

-- Forget it, Emil. Mistakes like

that happen all the time.

EMIL:

I'm awfully sorry.

The three men enter the cafe.

INT. RICK'S CAFE - MAIN ROOM - NIGHT

CUT TO:

They pass Sam at the piano. He's playing "Baby Face". Rick

pats Sam on the shoulder.

RENAULT:

Rick, there's going to be some

excitement here tonight. We are

going to make an arrest in your

cafe .

RICK:

(somewhat annoyed)

What, again?

RENAULT:

This is no ordinary arrest. A

murderer, no less.

Rick's eyes react. Involuntarily, they glance toward the

gambling room.

Renault catches the look.

RENAULT:

If you are thinking of warning him,

don't put yourself out. He cannot

possibly escape.

RICK:

I stick my neck out for nobody.

RENAULT:

A wise foreign policy.

They start upstairs to Rick's office, passing Casselle who

is still haranguing Tonelli.

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RENAULT:

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

customers .

RICK:

Our entertainment is enough.

They go inside the office.

INT. RICK'S CAFE - OFFICE - NIGHT

Rick opens up the safe in a small, dark room just off the

office. Only Rick's shadow can be seen getting the money

out .

RENAULT:

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 administration.

Rick moves out of the shadows and into view.

RICK:

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.

RENAULT:

Perhaps not .

He gives the money to Emil.

RICK:

Here you are.

EMIL:

It shall not happen again, Monsieur.

RICK:

That's all right.

Emil departs.

RICK:

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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

the safe.

RENAULT:

How observant you are. As a matter

of fact, I wanted to give you a word

of advice.

RICK:

Yeah? Have a brandy?

RENAULT:

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.

RICK:

I thought it was because we let you

win at roulette.

RENAULT:

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.

RICK:

Yeah? What's his name?

RENAULT:

Victor Laszlo.

RICK:

Victor Laszlo?

Renault watches Rick's reaction.

RENAULT:

Rick, that is the first time I have

ever seen you so impressed.

RICK:

Well, he's succeeded in impressing

half the world.

RENAULT:

It is my duty to see that he doesn't

impress the other half. Rick, Laszlo

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must never reach America. He stays

in Casablanca.

RICK:

It'll be interesting to see how he

manages .

RENAULT:

Manages what?

RICK:

His escape.

RENAULT:

Oh, but I just told you. --

RICK:

-- Stop it. He escaped from a

concentration camp and the Nazis

have been chasing him all over

Europe .

RENAULT:

This is the end of the chase.

RICK:

Twenty thousand francs says it isn't.

They sit down to discuss the matter in earnest.

RENAULT:

Is that a serious offer?

RICK:

I just paid out twenty. I'd like to

get it back.

RENAULT:

Make it ten. I am only a poor

corrupt official.

RICK:

Okay .

RENAULT:

Done. No matter how clever he is,

he still needs an exit visa, or I

should say, two.

RICK:

Why two?

RENAULT:

He is traveling with a lady.

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RICK:

He ' 11 take one .

RENAULT:

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 Casablanca.

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