The male and female protagonists go back to their respective homes and find their own mothers

Sophia 2022-04-21 09:01:02

The ending was a bit unexpected, I thought Rick would be arrested or die at the hands of the sheriff (when I saw him throw the bottle in the trash I thought he was going to knock Rick out with a wine glass, and the two ended up side by side He walked away talking and laughing, and the discarded wine bottle was a metaphor for his disapproval of the puppet government set up by Germany in France), is this the end of it?

The heroine Bergman is very beautiful, especially when she sheds tears, the pear blossoms are raining and she is so pitiful, she can't help but feel pity and love. But the heroine left with another man, and the hero left with another man. Is this ending really good? -_-||

There are so many towns in the world, there are so many pubs in the town, she goes in mine.
This sentence will be sung permanently for the majority of literary and artistic years as a classic quotation, and it is also the most distinctive label after watching this film. Anyone who can say this, my next sentence will definitely say, yo yo, have you seen "Casablanca"? Isn't Bergman beautiful? "Where did you go last night?" " I

can't recall memories from too long ago." "Can I see you tonight?" "I can't plan for the future that's too far away.
" You stinky face, don't talk, kiss her. ╮( ̄▽ ̄")╭

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  • Ilsa: Rick, I have to talk to you.

    Rick: [Rick is drunk] Uh-huh. I saved my first drink to have with you. Here.

    [passes her a drink]

    Ilsa: No. No, Rick, not tonight.

    Rick: *Especially* tonight.

    Ilsa: Please...

    [he pours a drink]

    Rick: Why did you have to come to Casablanca? There are other places.

    Ilsa: I wouldn't have come if I'd known that you were here. Believe me Rick, it's true I didn't know...

    Rick: It's funny about your voice, how it hasn't changed. I can still hear it. "Richard, dear, I'll go with you anyplace. We'll get on a train together and never stop - "

    Ilsa: Don't, Rick! I can understand how you feel.

    Rick: [scoffs] You understand how I feel. How long was it we had, honey?

    Ilsa: [on the verge of tears] I didn't count the days.

    Rick: Well, I did. Every one of 'em. Mostly I remember the last one. The wow finish. A guy standing on a station platform in the rain with a comical look in his face because his insides have been kicked out.

    Ilsa: Can I tell you a story, Rick?

    Rick: Has it got a wow finish?

    Ilsa: I don't know the finish yet.

    Rick: Well, go on. Tell it - maybe one will come to you as you go along.

    Ilsa: It's about a girl who had just come to Paris from her home in Oslo. At the house of some friends, she met a man about whom she'd heard her whole life. A very great and courageous man. He opened up for her a whole beautiful world full of knowledge and thoughts and ideals. Everything she knew or ever became was because of him. And she looked up to him and worshiped him... with a feeling she supposed was love.

    Rick: [bitterly] Yes, it's very pretty. I heard a story once - as a matter of fact, I've heard a lot of stories in my time. They went along with the sound of a tinny piano playing in the parlor downstairs. "Mister, I met a man once when I was a kid," it always began.

    [laughs]

    Rick: Well, I guess neither one of our stories is very funny. Tell me, who was it you left me for? Was it Lazlo, or were there others in between or... aren't you the kind that tells?

    [Ilsa tearfully and silently leaves. Rick's face falls in his hands sadly, knowing that he's said all the wrong things]

  • Captain Renault: [to Ilsa] I was informed that you were the most beautiful woman ever to visit Casablanca. That was a *gross* understatement.

    Ilsa: [genuinely pleased] You're very kind.