Casablanca | 1942

It's nothing, just a little cut. We had to get through a window.

This might come in handy.

Thank you.

Had a close one, eh?

Yes, rather.

Don't you sometimes wonder if it's worth all this?

I mean, what you're fighting for.

We might as well question why we breathe.

If we stop breathing, we'll die.

If we stop fighting our enemies, the world will die.

What of it? Then it'll be out of its misery.

You know how you sound, Monsieur Blaine?

Like a man who's trying to convince himself of something he doesn't believe in his heart.

Each of us has a destiny. For good, or for evil.

I get the point.

I wonder if you do.

I wonder if you know that you're trying to escape from yourself...

...and that you'll never succeed.

You seem to know all about my destiny.

I know a good deal more about you than you suspect.

I know that you're in love with a woman.

It's perhaps a strange circumstance...

...that we both should be in love with the same woman.

The first evening I came into this café...

...I knew there was something between you and Ilsa.

Since no one is to blame...

...I demand no explanation.

I ask only one thing. You won't give me the letters of transit.

All right.

But I want my wife to be safe.

I ask you as a favor...

...to use the letters to take her away from Casablanca.

You love her that much?

Apparently you think of me only as the leader of a cause.

Well, I am also a human being.

Yes, I love her that much.