A Night in Casablanca

thumb thumb|The Marx Brothers in 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. The Howl Raiser of 1946  (taglines) 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 Corbaccio: AAAAAANYNODY here for the Hotel Casblanca? AAAAAANYBODY here for the Hotel- Kornblow: Here, here boy, I'm goin' to the Hotel- Corbaccio: They'll never let you in. AAAAAANYBODY- Kornblow: Wait a minute, do they let you in? Corbaccio: Sure. Kornblow: Well, I'll put a stop to that, I'm the new manager. Corbaccio: You're the new manager?! [grabs Kornblow's luggage and shakes his hand] Well, that's-a fine! Kornblow: Just come here with those valuables. Corbaccio: Ah, the Hotel sent-a me down to welcome you. Kornblow: Just gimme my bags. Corbaccio: Don' worry, you can trust me! Korblow: [As they set off] I don't even trust me! Corbaccio: Ah, you're gonna like-a this job. 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. Beatrice: You wouldn't say "No" to a lady! Kornblow: Why not? They always say "No" to me! 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 Max Pfferman/Heinrich Stubel Charles Drake — Lieutenant Pierre Delmar Lois Collier — Annette Bernard Lewis L. Russell — Governor Gandaloux Dan Seymour — Prefect of Police Captain Brizzard Lisette Verea — Beatrice Reiner Frederick Giermann — Kurt Harro Mellor — Emile David Hoffman — Spy Paul Harvey — Mr. Smythe External links 0038777 A Night in Casablanca 35274 A Night in Casablanca Category:1946 American films Category:Marx Brothers films Category:Films set in hotels Category:Films set in Morocco Category:Films directed by Archie Mayo Category:1946 English-language films Category:American comedy films