Light ground fog.

Depth of fog, approximately 500.

Ceiling unlimited. Thank you.

Louis, have your man go with mr. Laszlo.

Take care of his luggage.

Anything you say.

Put mr. Laszlo's luggage on the plane.

Yes, sir. This way, please.

If you don't mind, you fill in the names.

That'll make it even more official.

You think of everything, don't you?

The names are mr. And mrs. Victor laszlo.

But why my name, richard?

Because you're getting on that plane.

I don't understand. What about you?

I'm staying here with him

Till the plane gets safely away.

No, richard. Last night--

Last night we said a great many things.

You said I was to do the thinking for both of us.

Well, I have. It all adds up to one thing.

You're getting on that plane with victor where you belong.

Richard, no. I--

You've got listen to me.

9 chances out of 10, if you stayed,

We'd probably both wind up in a concentration camp.

Isn't that true, louis?

I'm afraid major strasser would insist.

You're saying this only to make me go.

I'm saying it because it's true.

Inside, we both know you belong with victor.

You're part of his work, the thing that keeps him going.

If that plane leaves the ground and you're not with him,

You'll regret it.

Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow,

But soon, and for the rest of your life.

But what about us?

We'll always have paris. We didn't have it.

We'd lost it until you came to casablanca.

We got it back last night.

When I said I would never leave you.

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 part of.

I'm no good at being noble,

But it doesn't take much to see

That the problems of 3 little people

Don't amount to a hill of beans in this crazy world.

Someday you'll understand that.