Peter McNiff's Stories from a Small Town
Ilsa: Play it once, Sam. For old times' sake.
Sam: [lying] I don't know what you mean, Miss Ilsa.
Ilsa: Play it, Sam. Play "As Time Goes By."
Sam: You must remember this / A kiss is but a kiss / A sigh is just a sigh / The fundamental things apply / As time goes by....
Rick: [rushing up] Sam, I thought I told you never to play...
[Sees Ilsa. Sam closes the piano and rolls it away]