Rick Blaine

— Where were you last night?
— That's so long ago, I don't remember.
— Will I see you tonight?
— I never make plans that far ahead.

— And remember, this gun is pointed right at your heart.
— That is my least vulnerable spot.

— What is your nationality?
— I'm a drunkard.
— And that makes Rick a citizen of the world.

— But what about us?
— We'll always have Paris.

Louis, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

— I came to Casablanca for the waters.
— The waters? What waters? We're in the desert.
— I was misinformed.

Henri wants us to finish this bottle and then three more. Says he'll water his garden with champagne... before he'll let the Germans drink it.

Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world... she walks into mine.

I remember every detail. The Germans wore gray, you wore blue.

I don't mind a parasite. I object to a cut-rate one.