Учебно-методическое пособие по работе с видеофильмом "Casablanca". Дворжец О.С. - 36 стр.

London.' 'British Intelligence.' 'Der Henker(?).' 'Danger.' 'Prague.' And 'Come         What if Laszlo had played him for a fool? He'd like to think he'd learned a
quickly.' It was signed simply, 'I.'                                                few lessons in treachery over the years, but it wouldn't be the first time he'd
   That was all. She hoped Rick would understand what it meant, because she         been had. What if Laszlo knew that Rick would be able to resist neither his
didn't.                                                                             appeals to Rick's patriotism nor his love for Ilsa and so had conned him out of
                                                                                    the exit visas? Laszlo was just pigheaded enough to think he could take on the
3.                                                                                  entire Third Reich all by himself.
    The flight to Lisbon was uneventful. They headed straight for the Aviz,             What if that note in Lisbon had been meant to throw him off the scent,
where Rick inquired first about Mr. and Mrs. Victor Laszlo. Away from the           written by Ilsa under duress from her husband, who suspected that Rick's
Nazis, he thought, they might finally be traveling together as husband and          magnanimity was not entirely altruistic, and who had gone to New York –
wife.                                                                               where Rick could not follow? What if the Laszlos weren't really in London at
    He was wrong. The head clerk, who bore a nametag that proclaimed his            all? What if they really had gone to America?
surname to be Medeiros, shook his head sadly. 'I am sorry to say we have no             Then that was that; he couldn't go back, unless he wanted a one-way ticket
record of them,' he told Rick.                                                      to Old Sparky at Sing Sing. But where could he go? He was beginning to run
    'Are you sure?' Rick asked as politely as he could.                             out of places.
    'Very sure,' replied Medeiros. He was not about to betray a lady's confi-           'How long we gonna stay here, boss?' interjected Sam, reading his
dence so easily. 'It is my job, after all, to know who comes and who goes           thoughts, as usual.
here.'                                                                                  'Until we find Victor Laszlo.'
    Well, there was a Ferrari in every crowd, thought Rick. 'Try under a dif-           'If we find Mr. Laszlo,' corrected Sam.
ferent name, Miss Ilsa Lund. Try to remember the most beautiful woman you               'We will,' Rick answered, smoking a cigarette and looking down onto Do-
have …'                                                                             ver Street. 'We have to.'
    Medeiros didn't let Rick get any farther. 'Oh yes, Miss Lund,' he exclaimed
with delight, and Rick could see the memory of Ilsa in his eyes. A man didn't       5.
forget a face or a figure like hers. 'You are Mr. Richard Blaine?' asked the            'Wait, Richard, please.' It was her voice. It was her. When she had entered
clerk.                                                                              the room, he did not know. But she was there.
    'The only one who'll admit to it,' replied Rick.                                    He wanted to turn to look at her, but he didn't. He couldn't. Not right now.
    'Then this is for you.' Medeiros proudly handed him Ilsa's note. 'She left it   He sat down again.
for you not two hours ago.'                                                             Victor Laszlo spoke up. 'Please, Monsieur Blaine, my wife and I are quite
                                                                                    serious about needing your help. In an operation of this importance and this
4.                                                                                  sensitivity, we must make absolutely certain where each man's loyalties lie'.
    With the money from the sale of the cafe to Ferrari, he had taken a suite of        'Monsieur Renault we understand,' continued Laszlo, nodding in Louis's
rooms at Brown's Hotel. Rick was posing as a theatrical agent, part of the fic-     direction. 'He is a man for whom money and pleasure are paramount. This is
tion being that Sam was his manservant. The funds would not last indefinitely,      the sort of man with whom we can do business. But you are another story. I
but they would last long enough, or so Rick hoped, for them to find Victor          do not insult you again by offering you money ….'
and Ilsa. More than a month had already passed, however; despite their best             'You offered me a hundred thousand francs for those letters of transit, re-
efforts, neither Rick nor Renault had succeeded in locating Victor Laszlo.          member?' Rick said. 'Or was it two hundred thousand?'


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