Rick: (DIRIGIÉNDOSE A RENAULT) names are Victor Laszlo and his wife. ILSA: but why?, Why my name?
RICK: Because you go on that plane.
ILSA: I do not understand Richard, do you?.
RICK: I'll stay here with Renault until the plane has departed.
ILSA: (TONE IN DESPERATE) No, Richard, no, what happened to you?, Said last night ...
RICK: Last night we said many things. You said that I had to think about the two, and afterwards I concluded that you must go to Victor, who is who ...
ILSA: (Stop) But Richard is not ...
RICK: Please listen to me. Do you know what you should stand here? Chances are that the two just happened in a concentration camp. Is not it Louis?
RENAULT: I fear that Strasser would insist on it.
ILSA: I say just to make me go.
RICK: I say this because it's true. You and I both know you belong with Victor, are the impetus for him to go ahead. If that plane leaves and you are not with him,
sorry. ; ;
ILSA: ¡No!
RICK: Maybe not today, maybe tomorrow either, but it will happen someday.
ILSA: But ... What about us?
RICK: We'll always have Paris, we did not, we had lost until you came to Casablanca. Last night I recovered.
ILSA: I told you not to leave again.
RICK: will not. I have also a mission where I can not follow what I have do not you share it. Do not mean to be altruistic, but realizes that the problems of three people do not matter much in this crazy world. Someday you'll understand. (ILSA BEGINS TO MOURN). Oh, come on, cheer up! I wish you luck.
