Rick: I'm saying it because it's true. Inside of us, 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.
Ilsa: But what about us?
Rick: We'll always have Paris. We didn't have, we, we lost it until you came to Casablanca. We got it back last night.
Ilsa: When 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 being noble, but it doesn't take much to see that the problems of three little people don't amount to a hill of beans in this crazy world. Someday you'll understand that. Now, now... Here's looking at you kid.
Tess Harding: Sam, why can't we sit down like adults and patch this thing up?
Sam Craig: I'm afraid that might become a habit. Then we'd wind up with a patchwork quilt for a marriage.
Jim Hardy: For that kinda of money you oughta be able to go by way o' Medicine Hat.
Mary: George, I didn't know you could yodel.
George M. Cohan: Learned it on the farm. Nothing but pig callin' with frost on it.
Friend Owl: You know, just the other day, I was talking to myself about you, and we were wondering what had become of you.
Lou Gehrig: All the arguing in the world can't change the decision of the umpire.
Dr. Alexander Q. Tower: Oh, have you read this?
Parris Mitchell: Yes, sir. I didn't understand it entirely, I'm afraid.
Dr. Alexander Q. Tower: Well, it's a new field. They've even a new word for it: psychiatry.
Parris Mitchell: It's something I never thought about. I mean, for a doctor to want to cure diseases of people's minds instead of their bodies. I suppose it's a pretty big field, sir.
Dr. Alexander Q. Tower: Maybe too big. Maybe a hundred years off.
Daniel: Goodbye, Jennifer, be a bad girl.
Turkey Jackson: Aunt Lucy. I can see her now, lying on her dying bed, looking at you with those big, trusting eyes. 'Before I go, Jeff, promise me one thing, ' she said. 'Promise me you'll always be a friend to little Orville, ' she said. 'No matter what happens, you'll never leave the little jerk, ' she said. 'Promise me, Jeff, promise me, ' she said.
Jeff Peters: Yeah, then she up and died before I had the chance to say no.
Kay Miniver: But in war, time is so precious to the young people.
Charlotte Vale: Don't ask for the moon when we have the stars.
Paula: Oh Smithy, You're ruining my makeup.