He’d better have a personal army, ‘cuz I can pretty well guess what our military thinks of the Cretin-in-Chief. Should this idiot actually try something stupid like that, one can well figure out which way the real Army’s guns will point.
“Major Strasser: Are you one of those people who cannot imagine the Germans in their beloved Paris?
Rick: It's not particularly my beloved Paris.
Heinz: Can you imagine us in London?
Rick: When you get there, ask me!
Captain Renault: Hmmh! Diplomatist!
Major Strasser: How about New York?
Rick: Well there are certain sections of New York, Major, that I wouldn't advise you to try to invade.”
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