SAM Hello, Miss Ilsa. I never expected to see you again.

ILSA It's been a long time.

SAM Yes, Miss Ilsa. A lot of water under the bridge.

He sits down and is ready to play.

Ilsa Some of the old songs, Sam.

SAM Yes, ma'am

Sam begins to play a number. He is nervous, waiting for anything. But even so, when it comes he gives a little start…

ILSA Where's Rick?

SAM (evading) I don't know. Ain't seen him all night.

Ilsa gives him a tolerant smile. Sam looks very uncomfortable.

ILSA When will he be back?

SAM Not tonight no more. He ain't coming. He went home.

ILSA Does he always leave so early?

SAM He never -- I mean -- (desperately) He's got a girl up at the Blue Parrott -- he goes there all the time…

ILSA Sam, you used to be a much better liar.