Gone With The Wind 10 Scarlett online
with movie related dialogues; watch the film part 10, read or download pictures and quotes with snapshot frame from this great passion of all time, a symbol of the golden age of Hollywood; Gone With The Wind 10 dialogues: Oh, another one. I hope this one isn't hungry. He'll be hungry. I'll tell Prissy to get an extra plate. Ashley! Darling! Miss Scarlett! Don't spoil it, Miss Scarlett. Turn me loose, it's Ashley! He's her husband, ain't he? Miss Scarlett, ma'am. High time you got back.
Did you get the horse shod? Yes, he shod all right. Fine thing when a horse can get shoes and humans can't. Here, stir this soap. Yes, ma'am. Miss Scarlett, ma'am. I gotta know how much money have you got left, in gold. $10. Why? That won't be enough. What in heaven's name are you
talking about? Well, Miss Scarlett, I seed that old no-count white-trash Wilkerson that used to be Mr. Gerald's overseer here. He's a regular Yankee now, and he was making a brag that his carpetbagger friends done run the taxes way up sky-high on Tara. But how much more have we got to pay? I hear the taxman say $300.
$300! Might just as well be $3 million. But we gotta raise it, that's all. Yes, ma'am. How? I'll go ask Mr. Ashley. Oh, he ain't got no $300, Miss Scarlett. Well, I can ask him if I want to, can't I? Asking ain't getting. Ashley!
They say Abe Lincoln got his start splitting rails. Think what heights I may climb to once I get the knack. The Yankees want $300 more in taxes. What shall we do? Ashley, what's to become of us? What becomes of people when their civilization breaks up? Those who have brains and courage
come through all right. Those that haven't are winnowed out. For heaven's sake, don't stand there talking nonsense at me when it's us who are being winnowed out. You're right, Scarlett. Here I am talking tommyrot about civilization when your Tara's in danger. You've come to me for help,
and I've no help to give you. Oh, Scarlett, I'm a coward. You, Ashley, a coward? What are you afraid of? Oh, mostly of life becoming too real for me, I suppose. Not that I mind splitting rails but I do mind very much losing the beauty of that life I loved. If the war hadn't come, I'd have spent my life happily buried at Twelve Oaks. But the war did come. I saw my boyhood friends blown to bits. I saw men crumple up in agony when I shot them. And now I find myself in a world which for me is worse than death. A world in which there's no place for me. I can never make you understand because
you don't know the meaning of fear. You never mind facing realities and you never want to escape from them as I do. Escape? Oh, Ashley, you're wrong. I do want to escape, too. I'm so very tired of it all. I've struggled for food and for money. I've weeded and hoed and picked cotton
until I can't stand it another minute. I tell you, Ashley, the South is dead. It's dead. The Yankees and the carpetbaggers have got it and there's nothing left for us. Oh, Ashley let's run away. We'd go to Mexico. They want officers in the Mexican Army. We could be so happy there.
I'd work for you, I'd do anything for you. You know you don't love Melanie. You told me you loved me that day at Twelve Oaks. And anyway, Melanie can't Dr. Meade told me she couldn't have any more children and I could give you. Can't we ever forget that day at Twelve Oaks? Do you think I could ever forget it?
Have you forgotten it? Can you honestly say you don't love me? No. I don't love you. It's a lie! Even if it is, do you think I'd leave Melanie and the baby, break Melanie's heart? You couldn't leave your father and the girls. I could leave them. I'm sick of them. I'm tired of them.
Yes, you're sick and tired. That's why you're talking this way. You've carried the load for all of us but from now on I'm going to be more help to you, I promise. There's only one way you can help me. Take me away. There's nothing to keep us here. Nothing. Nothing except honor.
Oh, please, Scarlett. Please, dear, you mustn't cry. You mustn't. Please, my brave dear, you mustn't. You do love me, you do love me. Say it, say it. Don't, don't. You love me, you love me. We won't do this, I tell you. It won't happen again.
I'm going to take Melanie and the baby, and go. Say it, you love me. All right, I'll say it. I love your courage and your stubbornness. So much that I could have forgotten the best wife a man ever had. But, Scarlett, I'm not going to forget her. Then there's nothing left for me. Nothing to fight for.
Nothing to live for. Yes, there is something. Something you love better than me though you may not know it. Tara! Yes, I still have this. You needn't go. I won't have you all starve simply because I threw myself at your head.
It won't happen again. Why, it's Emmy Slattery. Yes, ma'am, it's me. Stop! You haven't forgotten your old overseer, have you? Well, Emmy's Mrs. Wilkerson now. Get off those steps, you trashy wench! Get off this land! You can't speak that way to my wife.
Wife! High time you made her your wife. Who baptized your other brats after you... We came out here to pay a friendly call and talk a little business with old friends. Friends! When were we ever friends with the likes of you? Still high and mighty, ain't you? Well, I know all about you. I know your father's turned idiot.
You can't pay your taxes. And I come here to offer to buy the place from you to make you a right good offer. Emmy's had a hankering to live here. Get off this place, you dirty Yankee. You high-flying Irish will find out who's running things around here when you get sold out for taxes. I'll buy this place lock, stock and barrel
and I'll live in it. But I'll wait for the Sheriff's sale. That's all of Tara you'll ever get! You'll be sorry for that. We'll be back! I'll show you who the owner of Tara is. Pa, come back! Pa, come back! Pa! Yankee coward!
Pa! Lordsy, Miss Scarlett. That's Mr. Gerald's watch. You take it. It's for you. Pa'd want you to have it. You ain't got no business parting from this watch now, Miss Scarlett. You needs all your valuables to sell for that tax money. You think I'd sell Pa's watch?
And don't cry. I can stand everybody's tears but yours. Oh, Mammy. You been brave so long, Miss Scarlett, you just gotta go on being brave. Think about your pa like he used to be. I can't think about Pa. I can't think of anything but that $300. Ain't no good thinking about that, Miss Scarlett.
Ain't nobody got that much money. Nobody but Yankees and scalawags got that much money now. Rhett! Who that? A Yankee? Oh, Mammy, I'm so thin and pale and I haven't any clothes. Scoot up to the attic and get down Ma's old box of dress patterns. What you up to with Miss Ellen's portiere?
You'll make me a new dress. Not with Miss Ellen's portieres. Not while I got breath in me. Great balls of fire! They're my portieres now. I'm going to Atlanta for that $300 and I've got to go looking like a queen. Who going to Atlanta with you? I'm going alone. That's what you think.
I's going to Atlanta with you. With you and that new dress. Now, Mammy, darling. No use to try to sweet-talk me, Miss Scarlett. I's knowed you since I put the first pair of diapers on you. I said I's going to Atlanta with you, and going I is. Kings and treys?
Too good for me, Major! Pity we couldn't have fought the war out in a poker game. You'd have done better than Gen. Grant with far less effort. What is it, Corporal? Sir, there's a lady to see Capt. Butler. Says she's his sister. Another sister? This is a jail, not a harem, Capt. Butler.
No, Major, she ain't one of those. This one's got her mammy with her. She has? I'd like to see this one, Major, without her mammy. Let's see, my losses for the afternoon come to what, $340? My debts do mount up, don't they, Major? All right, Corporal.
Show Capt. Butler's sister to his cell. Thank you, Major. Excuse me, gentlemen. It's hard to be strict with a man who loses money so pleasantly.