RICK: I'm staying here with him 'til the plane gets safely away.
ILSA: No, Richard, no. What has happened to you? Last night we said --
RICK: Last night, we said a great many things. You said I was to do the thinking for both of us. Well, I've done a lot of it since then and it all adds up to one thing. You're getting on that plan with victor where you belongs.
ILSA: But Richard, no, I, I --
RICK: -- You've got listen to me. Do you have any idea what you'd have to look forward to if you stayed here? Nine chances out of then we'd both wind up in a concentration camp. Isn't that true, Louis?
ILSA: You're saying this only to make me go.
RICK: I'm saying it because it's true. Insde of us we both know you belong with Victor. You're part of his work, the hting that keeps him going. if that plane leaves the ground and you're not with him, you'll regret it.
ILSA: No
RICK: Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but soon, and for the rest of your life.
ILSA: But what about us?
RICK: We'll always have Paris. We didn't have, we'd lost it, until you came to Casablanca. We got it back last night.
ILSA: And I said I would never leave you.
RICK: And you never will. But I've got a job to do, too. Where I'm going you can't follow. What I've got to do you can't be any part of. Ilsa, I'm no good at beling noble, but it doesn't take much to see that the problems of three little people don't amount to a hill of beens in this crazy world. Someday you'll understand that. Now, now ...
Ilsa's eyes well up with tears. Rich puts his hand to her chin and raises her face to meet his own.
