# A Night in Casablanca

A Night in Casablanca is a 1946 film about a hotel manager in postwar Casablanca, where a ring of Nazis are trying to recover a cache of stolen treasure.
    Directed by Archie Mayo. Written by Joseph Fields.

## Ronald Kornblow

* Well, gentlemen, I'm a different man behind a desk - as any stenographer can tell you. But, uh, what I want to know, is why they're burying the last manager. And don't tell me it's because he's dead.
* After all, I'm a man and you're a woman... and I can't think of a better arrangement.
* I don't mind being killed, but I resent hearing it from a character whose head comes to a point!
* From now on the essence of this hotel will be speed. If a customer askes you for a three-minute egg, give it to him in two minutes. If he asks you for a two-minute egg, give it to him in one minute. If he askes you for a one-minute egg, give him the chicken and let him work it out for himself!
* It's a funny thing. I've met a lot of pin-up girls, but I've never been able to pin one down.

## Dialogue

    Street Vendor: You buy? Nice, cheap, cheap-
    Corbaccio: Eyy, scram. SCRAM! Get outta here. [to Kornblow] You gotta watch out for those guys, they take you to the cleaners.
    Kornblow: What about you?
    Corbaccio: I take you to the hotel.
    Kornblow: Just what is your racket?
    Corbaccio: I gotta no racket! I make up my living with camels.
    Kornblow: What do you do with your camels?
    Corbaccio: They're taxi-cabs. I'm-a President of the Yellow Camel Company.
    Kornblow: [surprised] Aren't ALL the camels in Casablanca yellow?
    Corbaccio: Eyy, you crazy. We gotta Checker Camel Company, too.
    Governor Galoux: [lying about why the last manager was "fired"] Monsieur! We caught him stealing money! We were forced to discharge him!
    Kornblow: I see. You want a manager that doesn't steal money. Good day, gentlemen. [tries to leave]
    Prefect of Police Capt. Brizzard: [holds Kornblow back] Please Monsieur Kornblow do not take offense. You are making a mountain out of a molehill.
    Kornblow: Well, that's quite a trick. You try that sometime.
    Beatrice: My name's Beatrice Rheiner. I stop at the hotel.
    Kornblow: My name's Ronald Kornblow. I stop at nothing!
    Kornblow: The first thing we're going to do is change all the numbers on all the rooms.
    Hotel employee: But you can't do that! Think of the confusion!
    Kornblow: Yes, but think of the fun!
    Beatrice: I shall be in the Supper Club.
    Kornblow: The Supper Club?
    Beatrice: Yes. Will you join me?
    Kornblow: Why? Are you coming apart?
    Beatrice: Oh, come on now. You wouldn't say no to a lady.
    Kornblow: I don't know why not. They always say no to me.
    Beatrice: If you come to the Supper Club, I shall sing some opera for you. Bye-bye now...and remember, I shall be singing only for you.
    Kornblow: [imitating Humphrey Bogart]] "You don't have to sing for me... Just whistle." [as she leaves, he notices her swaying rear end and turns to the camera] That reminds me, I must get my watch fixed!
    Kornblow: You know, I think you're the most beautiful woman in the whole world.
    Beatrice: [eagerly] Do you really?
    Kornblow: No, but I don't mind lying if it'll get me somewheres.
    Pierre: All right, what do you want?
    Gambler: Not so quick, my friend. It costs money.
    Pierre: Why ask me? You know I'm broke!
    Gambler: I also know, that you're looking for a man who wears... a toupee.
    Pierre: You know who he is?! [Rusty and Corbaccio wander over] This means everything to me; if you know who he is, please tell me!
    Gambler: The wheel has been unkind to me tonight; I should like to try again. It would only take a few hundred francs...
    Pierre: What the- I'll pay you, I promise!
    Gambler: A croupier doesn't accept promises-
    Pierre: [grabs his collar] Tell me his name!
    Gambler: [pulls himself free and walks away] If you should happen to find a few hundred francs, I'll be at the Brass Monkey.
    Corbaccio: What's the matter, Pierre, you need-a some money?
    Pierre: Don't worry, Corbaccio. I'll get what I want from that rat without money. [leaves]
    Corbaccio: He'll never get nothin' from that rat without money. That rat's just-a like me. [Rusty laughs and claps him on the back] Eyy, what I say? I'm crazy. You know, I'm-a worried about Pierre. We gotta find him some money. [Rusty rolls up his sleeves] You gotta idea? [Rusty reaches into a guest's pocket] Eyy, notta that way!
    Annette: [Noticing a very disheveled Mr. Kornblow making his way back to the hotel] Good heavens, Mr. Kornblow, what happened?
    Kornblow: What happened! I was stood up by a woman, and knocked down by a car. These Casablanca drivers are terrible! He missed me three times. I finally had to climb a palm tree, and he hit that instead.
    Anette: [chuckles] A palm tree?
    Kornblow: Yeah... until I saw you two, I thought every date in town was broken!
    Mr. Smythe: Sir, this lady is my wife. You should be ashamed.
    Ronald Kornblow: If this lady is your wife, YOU should be ashamed.
    Corbaccio: What you need is a good bodyguard.
    Kornblow: What I need is a good body. The one I've got isn't worth guarding. By the way, since when are YOU a bodyguard? I thought you were in the camel business.
    Corbaccio: Oh, well in the daytime, I'm in the camel business; at night, I'm a bodyguard.
    Kornblow: I see; well, suppose I get killed in the daytime?
    Corbaccio: Well, then I give you free ride on my camel. Look-a boss, I could keep you alive for fifty francs a week-
    Kornblow: It isn't worth it.
    Corbaccio: Well, you can't take it with you-
    Kornblow: Well, I'm not gonna leave it lying around here.
    Corbaccio: But-a boss! If I'm your bodyguard, I'll watch-a you like a mother watches her baby!
    Kornblow: Is the mother pretty?
    Corbaccio: What's-a the difference?
    Kornblow: Well, there's a lotta difference; if the mother's pretty I'll watch the mother and you can watch the baby!
    [Rusty answers a telephone call and pours salt into the receiver]
    Kornblow: Who's he talkin' to?
    Corbaccio: Salt Lake City.
    Kornblow: Call me Montgomery.
    Beatrice: Is that your name?
    Kornblow: No. I'm just breaking it in for a friend. How about getting rid of that mutt?
    Beatrice: Oh, Frou-Frou's a watchdog.
    Kornblow: Well, let him watch somebody else.
    Beatrice: Oh, Frou-Frou won't bother us. He has such good manners.
    Kornblow: If he had such good manners, he'd get off your lap and give me a seat. He can stand up better than I can, he's got twice as many legs.

## Taglines

* The Howl Raiser of 1946
* 100 Girls! 1,000 Scenes! 10,000 Laffs!

## Cast

* Groucho Marx — Manager Ronald Kornblow
* Harpo Marx — Rusty
* Chico Marx — Corbaccio
* Sig Ruman – Count Pfferman/Heinrich Stubel
* Charles Drake — Lieutenant Pierre Delmar
* Lois Collier — Annette
* Lewis L. Russell — Governor Galoux
* Dan Seymour — Prefect of Police Captain Brizzard
* Paul Harvey — Mr. Smythe

## External links

* A Night in Casablanca quotes at the Internet Movie Database
* A Night in Casablanca at Allmovie