i think one of the sexiest scenes ever filmed was in In Harms Way when Patricia Neal slipped of her shoes when she and the Duke decided she was going to spend the night... i think one of the sexiest scenes ever filmed was in In Harms Way when Patricia Neal slipped of her shoes when she and the Duke decided she was going to spend the night...Another example? Casablanca, the night before Ilsa and Victor Lazlo leave. Earlier, Rick Blaine has the following conversation with a beautiful young Bulgarian refugee:
Annina: Oh, monsieur, you are a man. If someone loved you very much, so that your happiness was the only thing that she wanted in the world, but she did a bad thing to make certain of it, could you forgive her?
Rick: Nobody ever loved me that much.
Annina: And he never knew, and the girl kept this bad thing locked in her heart? That would be all right, wouldn't it?
Rick: You want my advice?
Annina: Oh, yes, please.
Rick: Go back to Bulgaria.
It is clear from context that Annina has agreed to engage in adulterous sexual intercourse with Casablanca's Prefect of Police, Capt. Louis Renault, in exchange for the exit visas she and her (unwitting) husband need to escape. (Lisbon will not accept refugees from Morocco without visas signed by the country's Vichy government.)
During the course of the movie, Rick comes to possess two "letters of transit" personally signed by General Charles De Gaulle -- letters that are accepted as exit visas in any country outside of the Axis powers. Victor Lazlo, an escaped freedom fighter fleeing from a Nazi death camp, and his wife Isla Lund, need these documents if they are to escape the SS.
Unfortunately for the Lazlos, Ilsa had broken Rick's heart in favor of Lazlo in Paris several years prior. Now, Rick Blaine finds in his hands the power of life and death over the man responsible for ruining his life.
In the end, of course, Rick's conscience gets the better of him, and he gives the letters of transit to Victor and Isla. As the airplane for Portugal and safety prepares to take off, Rick hands the documents to Victor Lazlo. The dialog between the two men makes it plain the price Isla paid for changing Rick's mind.
Victor Laszlo: Everything is in order.
Rick: All except one thing. There's something you should know before you leave.
Victor Laszlo: Mr. Blaine, I don't ask you to explain anything.
Rick: I'm going to anyway, because it may make a difference to you later on. You said you knew about Ilsa and me.
Victor Laszlo: Yes.
Rick: What you didn't know was that she was at my place last night when you were. She came there for the letters of transit. Isn't that true, Ilsa?
Ilsa: Yes.
Rick: She tried everything to get them and nothing worked. She did her best to convince me she was still in love with me but that was over long ago. For your sake she pretended it wasn't — and I let her pretend.
Victor Laszlo: I understand.
And so do we.
Then, in one of the most famous scenes in all of cinema, Rick and Ilsa say their goodbyes:
Rick: Last night we said a great many things. You said I was to do the thinking for both of us. Well, I've done a lot of it since then, and it all adds up to one thing: you're getting on that plane with Victor where you belong.
Ilsa: But, Richard, no, I... I...
Rick: Now, you've got to listen to me! You have any idea what you'd have to look forward to if you stayed here? Nine chances out of ten, we'd both wind up in a concentration camp. Isn't that true, Louie?
Captain Renault: I'm afraid Major Strasser would insist.
Ilsa: You're saying this only to make me go.
Rick: I'm saying it because it's true. Inside of us, we both know you belong with Victor. You're part of his work, the thing that keeps him going. If that plane leaves the ground and you're not with him, you'll regret it. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow — but soon, and for the rest of your life.
Ilsa: But what about us?
Rick: We'll always have Paris. We didn't have, we, we lost it until you came to Casablanca. We got it back last night.
Ilsa: When I said I would never leave you...
Rick: And you never will. But I've got a job to do, too. Where I'm going, you can't follow. What I've got to do, you can't be any part of. Ilsa, I'm no good at being noble, but it doesn't take much to see that the problems of three little people don't amount to a hill of beans in this crazy world. Someday you'll understand that.
[Ilsa lowers her head and begins to cry]
Rick: Now, now...
[Rick gently places his hand under her chin and raises it so their eyes meet]
Rick: Here's looking at you kid.
Cue la Marseillaise! Buy War Bonds! The End!
I miss old movies.