Scarlett O'Hara: Fiddle-dee-dee!

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givadamn.wav (104K)

Scarlett: Rhett... if you go, where shall I go? What shall I do?
Rhett Butler: Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn.

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givdamn2.wav (28K)

Rhett: Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn.

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hungry.wav (536K)

Scarlett: As God as my witness they're not going to lick me. I'm going to live through this, and when it's all over I'll never be hungry again. No, nor any of my folk. If I have to lie, steal, cheat or kill; as God as my witness, I'll never be hungry again.

(Music Swells to end of scene)

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husbands.wav (129K)

Scarlett: Get up off your knees, I don't like your common jokes.
Rhett: This is an honorable proposal of marraige, made at what I consider a most opportune moment. I can't go all my life waiting to catch you between husbands.

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kissing.wav (92K)

Rhett: No, I'd don't think I will kiss you. Although you need kissing badly. That's what's wrong with you. You should be kissed, and often. And by someone who knows how.

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marry4fn.wav (71K)

Rhett: Did you ever think of marrying just for fun?
Scarlett: Marraige fun? Fiddle-dee-dee. Fun for men you mean.

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no_lady.wav (83K)

Scarlett: Sir, you are no gentleman.
Rhett: And you Miss, are no lady. Don't think that I hold that against you. Ladies have never held any charm for me.

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peticoat.wav (189K)

Rhett: What's that rustlin' noise I hear?
Mammy: Lawd, Mister Rhett, that ain't nuthin' but my red silk petticoat you done give me.
Rhett: Nuthin' but your pettcoat? I don't believe it. Let me see. Pull up your skirt.
Mammy: Mister Rhett... you is bad...yo lowdy.

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prissy.wav (58K)

Prissy: Lordy, we got to have a doctor! I don't know nuthin' 'bout birthin' babies!

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quittin.wav (56K)

Slave Foreman: Quittin tiiiiiime! Quittin' tiiiiiiiiiiiime!

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shimmy.wav (39K)

Scarlett: He looks as if... as if he knows what I look like without my shimmey!

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tara.wav (351K)

Scarlett: Then there's nothing left for me. Nothing to fight for. Nothing to live for.
Ashley Wilkes: Yes, there is something. Something you love better than me, though you may not know it. Tara.

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varmint.wav (38K)

Scarlett: Oh, if I just wasn't a lady what wouldn't I tell that varmint!

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war.wav (238K)

Scarlett: Fiddle-dee-dee. War, war, war. This war talk's spoiling all the fun at every party this spring. I get so bored I could sceam. Besides. There isn't going to be any war.
Suitor #1: Not going to be any war!
Suitor #2: Why of course there's going to be a war.
Scarlett: If either of you boys says "war" just once again I'll go in the house and slam the door.
Suitor #1: But Scarlett, honey...
Suitor #2: Don't you want us to have a war?