Casablanca

LETRA

Casablanca

[Instrumental]

SAM: Boss? Boss?!
RICK: Yeah?
SAM: Boss, ain't you going to bed?
RICK: Not right now
SAM: Ain't you planning on going to bed in the near future?
RICK: No
SAM: You ever going to bed?
RICK: No!
SAM: Well, I ain't sleepy, either
RICK: Good, then have a drink
SAM: Not me, boss
RICK: Then don't have a drink
SAM: Boss, let's get out of here
RICK: No, sir. I'm waiting for a lady
SAM: Please, let's go. Ain't nothing but trouble for you here
RICK: She's coming back, I know she's coming back
SAM: We'll take the car and drive all night. We'll get drunk, we'll go fishing, stay away until she's gone
RICK: Shut up and go home, will you?!
SAM: No, sir, I'm staying right here

RICK: They grab Ugarte, then she walks in. Well, that's the way it goes. One in, one out. Sam?
SAM: Yes, boss?
RICK: If it's December 1941 in Casablanca, what time is it in New York?
SAM: What? My watch stopped
RICK: I bet they're asleep in New York, I bet they're asleep all over America. Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world...she walks into mine. What's that you're playing?
SAM: Just a little something of my own
RICK: Stop it. You know what I want to hear
SAM: No, I don't
RICK: You played it for her, you can play it for me
SAM: I don't think I can remember...
RICK: If she can stand it, I can. Play it!
SAM: Yes, boss