Ferarri :
Hello, Rick.
Rick :
Hello, Ferrari.
How's Business at
The Blue Parrot?
Ferarri :
Fine, but I'd like to buy your café.
Rick :
It's not For Sale.
Ferarri :
You haven't heard My Offer.
Rick :
It's not for sale
at any price.
Ferarri :
What do you want for Sam?
Rick :
I Don't Buy or Sell
Human Beings.
Ferarri :
Too bad. That's Casablanca's
leading commodity.
In refugees alone, we could
make a fortune,
if you'd work with me
in The Black Market.
Rick :
Suppose you run Your Business
and let me run mine.
Ferarri :
Suppose we ask Sam.
Maybe he'd like to make a change.
Rick :
Suppose we do.
Ferarri :
When will you realise that
in This World today...
Isolationism is no longer
a practical policy?
Rick :
Sam, Ferrari wants you to work for him at the Blue Parrot.
Sam, The Piano-Player :
Oh, I like it fine here.
Rick :
He'll double what I pay you.
Sam, The Piano-Player :
I ain't got time to spend
what I make here. Sorry.
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