It had to be you....

[Kitte]

Casablanca is on TCM *sigh* I love this movie.


Rick ~ How long was it we had, honey?
Ilsa ~ I didn't count the days.
Rick ~Well, I did. Every one of them. Mostly, I remember the last one, the wild finish. A guy standing on a station platform in the rain, with a comical look on his face, because his insides have been kicked out.

*sob sob* who has the tissues...

 

[Summery]

*Passes the tissues* Actually turns the TV on. I'll sob with you.

 

[Smooth_Operator]

"You shouldn't be so extravagant, Rickie, throwing away women like that. One day, they may be hard to come by."

 

[Kitte]

Summery~ Yay a girl to cry with

Smooth~ Long time no see my friend. I thought of you when I turned this on. I am glad you are here.

 

[Smooth_Operator]

Summery~ Yay a girl to cry with

Smooth~ Long time no see my friend. I thought of you when I turned this on. I am glad you are here.

Likewise! I've been away a looooong time. Here's lookin at you, kid.

 

[Kitte]

Likewise! I've been away a looooong time. Here's lookin at you, kid.

Who are you really, and what were you before? What did you do, and what did you think, huh?

 

[Smooth_Operator]

Rick : Sam if it's December 1941 in Casablanca, what time is it in New York?
Sam : Uh, my watch stopped.
Rick : I bet they're asleep in New York. I'll 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 : Well, stop it. You know what I want to hear.
Sam : No, I don't.
Rick : You played it for her and you can play it for me.
Sam : Well, I don't think I can remember it.
Rick : If she can stand it, I can. Play it!

 

[Kitte]

Rick~ I heard a story once, matter of fact I have heard alot of stories. 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" they would all begin.
I guess neither one of our stories is very funny.

 

[Smooth_Operator]

this one always gets me misty...

I love you so much, and I hate this war so much. Oh, it's a crazy world. Anything can happen. If you shouldn't get away, I mean, if, if something should keep us apart, wherever they put you and wherever I'll be, I want you to know that I...Kiss me. Kiss me as if it were the last time.

 

[Kitte]

I know...those words..so filled with pain, her knowing...that it is the last time. That she must go back to Victor. But knowing still that she loves Rick.

 

[Smooth_Operator]

So this brings up the inevitable poll-type question...If you're Ilsa, who do you pick, Rick or Laslow?

 

[Kitte]

So this brings up the inevitable poll-type question...If you're Ilsa, who do you pick, Rick or Laslow?

I alas, would have chosen Rick. I know she loves Laslow but not the way she loves Rick. She only stayed with him for so long out of obligation. I have no such sense of obligation to anything other then my heart.

 

[Smooth_Operator]

 

[Kitte]

You are priceless....

true he loved her, and he did not leave her when she was sick in Marseille. But he is married to his cause. Rick loved her in a way Laslow never could. I have always loved Rick.

 

[standstill]

Casablanca is on TCM *sigh* I love this movie.

...

*sob sob* who has the tissues...

I love this movie too, Kittie.

...maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow...but someday and for the rest of your life.

 

[Smooth_Operator]

Were history a judge, I'd likely get on the plane with Las and for the rest of my life, secretly pine for Rick. The melancholy of it is just so delicious.

 

[Kitte]

Were history a judge, I'd likely get on the plane with Las and for the rest of my life, secretly pine for Rick. The melancholy of it is just so delicious.

The day you left Paris if you knew what I went through, if you knew how much I loved you. How much I still love you.

 

[standstill]

I think she loves them both. Victor as the idealised father figure (Christ figure). Rick as her slightly dark soul-mate. Victor appeals to her Super-ego and Rick to her Id.

 

[Kitte]

I still think she should have stayed with Rick. Then again I really do have a thing for dark broody men.

 

[Smooth_Operator]

I think she loves them both. Victor as the idealised father figure (Christ figure). Rick as her slightly dark soul-mate. Victor appeals to her Super-ego and Rick to her Id.

Sam appeals to my Id...


Sam : Boss, let's get out of here.
Rick : No, sir. I'm waiting for a lady.
Sam : Please, boss, 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 and stay away until she's gone.

 

[standstill]

I still think she should have stayed with Rick. Then again I really do have a thing for dark broody men.

I can understand that...but, his sending her away seems to be his redeemtion. In a way, I think she saves him more by going.

 

[Kitte]

I can understand that...but, his sending her away seems to be his redeemtion. In a way, I think she saves him more by going.

I agree he needed to make the decison to send her away. But she needed to then say, I am staying. He would then have both his redemption and his love. It is implied that rick never loved again, just meaningless encounters. Yvonne et al.

Love is all that matters to me. I am a loser like that.

 

[Smooth_Operator]

It is implied that rick never loved again, just meaningless encounters. Yvonne et al.

You're forgetting about "Louie, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship." I always secretly hoped Rick was a switch-hitter.

 

[Kitte]

You're forgetting about "Louie, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship." I always secretly hoped Rick was a switch-hitter.

Darlin, how did I know you were going to say that! I am sure in your case he would have been all over playing for your team.

 

[standstill]

I agree he needed to make the decison to send her away. But she needed to then say, I am staying. He would then have both his redemption and his love. It is implied that rick never loved again, just meaningless encounters. Yvonne et al.

Love is all that matters to me. I am a loser like that.

I totally agree, kittie. It did seem that the poor Ilsa's feeling were pretty much irrelevent at the end...now days, I would like to think she would follow her heart.

I know I am a loser like that too.