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*Scene opens on a grainy black and white airfield*
Rick: "My letter of transit? I could use a trip. But it doesn't make any difference about our bet. You still owe me ten thousand francs."
Louis: "And that ten thousand francs should pay our expenses."
Rick: "Our expenses!""
Louis: "Uh huh".
Rick: "Louis, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful... ugghhh, ngghh...."
Rick collapses to the ground clutching his stomach where he's just been shot. Louis stands over him laughing maniacally.
Rick: "Why.... wh... why?"
We don't find out as we're out of time (natch), but switch to Casablanca 2...
*Louis whips off a mask to reveal Sam*
Sam: "It was Blaine, it was me all along!"
*Rick, now recovering fine from his life threatening injuries, looks mad.*
Sam: "And I shall use these ten thousand francs to get myself... fame? Power? Women? No, a shot at Lou Theszs NWA heavyweight title, and there's nothing you can do about it, AHAHAHAHAHA!"
Several naked laides then accompany Sam onto a plane and have sex with him and Sams short, fat, ugly, bearded New Yorker friend that actually stood in the foreground for the entire last scene.
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