The clip Urgate's letters of transit from Casablanca (1942) with Peter Lorre
Well, after tonight I will be through with the whole business.
And I'm leaving, finally, this Casablanca.
Who did you bribe for your visa? Renault or yourself?
Myself. I found myself much more reasonable.
Know what this is?
Something that even you have never seen.
Letters of transit signed by General de Gaulle.
Cannot be rescinded. Not even questioned.
Tonight I'll be selling those for more money than I ever dreamed of.
And then, addio, Casablanca.
I have many a friend in Casablanca, but somehow, just because you despise me...
...you are the only one I trust.
Will you keep these for me, please?
For how long?
Perhaps an hour. Perhaps a little longer.
I don't want them here overnight.
Don't be afraid of that.
Please keep them for me.
Thank you. I knew I could trust you.
Waiter. I'll be expecting some people.
If anybody asks for me, I'll be right here.
...I hope you're more impressed with me now.
If you'll forgive me, I'll share my good luck with your roulette wheel.
Just a moment.
I heard a rumor those two German couriers were carrying letters of transit.
I've heard that rumor too. Poor devils.
You're right, Ugarte. I am a little more impressed with you.