"I'll hum it for you. Da-dy-da-dy-da-dum, da-dy-da-dee-da-dum..."

[...]



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.


[Ilsa lowers her head and begins to cry]


Rick: Now, now...


[Rick gently places his hand under her chin and raises it so their eyes meet]


Rick: Here's looking at you kid. (Casablanca - 1942)