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Gone With The Wind 4 Ashley online
with movie related dialogues; watch the film part 4, 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 4 dialogues: Dear Mrs. Wilkes, The Confederacy may need the lifeblood of its men, but not the heart's blood of its women. I have redeemed your ring and return it herewith. When I return from Paris, I shell take the liberty of calling in person to express my admiration for the courage and sacrifice of a very great lady, Rhett Butler. How sweet, how kind. He is a thoughtful gentleman. Fiddle-dee-dee, why doesn't he say something about my sacrifice? I also enclose Mrs. Hamilton's ring. Oh, the darling thing. Oh, Rhett, it's lovely, lovely. You didn't really bring it all the way from Paris just for me. Yes, I thought it was about time I got you out of that fake mourning. Next trip, I'll bring you some green silk for a frock to match it. Oh, Rhett. It's my duty to our brave boys at the front to keep our girls at home looking pretty. Oh, it's so long since I've had anything new. How do I look? Awful! Just awful. Why, what's the matter? This war has stopped being a joke when a girl like you doesn't know how to wear the latest fashion. Oh, Rhett, let me do it. But, Rhett, I don't know how I'd dare wear it. You will, though. And another thing. Those pantalets. I don't know a woman in Paris who wears pantalets anymore. Oh, what do they You shouldn't talk about such things. You little hypocrite. You don't mind my knowing about them, just my talking. I really can't go on accepting these gifts, though you are awfully kind. I'm not kind. I'm just tempting you. I never give anything without expecting something in return. I always get paid. If you think I'll marry you to pay for the bonnet, I won't. Don't flatter yourself. I'm not a marrying man. Well, I won't kiss you for it, either. Open your eyes and look at me. No, I 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. Oh, and I suppose you think you're the proper person. I might be, if the right moment ever came. You're a conceited, black-hearted varmint, Rhett Butler. And I don't know why I let you come and see me. I'll tell you why, Scarlett. Because I'm the only man over 16 and under 60 who's around to show you a good time. But cheer up, the war can't last much longer. Really, Rhett? Why? There's a battle going on right now that ought to pretty well fix things one way or the other. Oh, Rhett. Is Ashley in it? You haven't gotten the wooden-headed Mr. Wilkes out of your mind. Yes, I suppose he's in it. Oh, but tell me, Rhett, where is it? Some little town in Pennsylvania called Gettysburg. "Hushed and grim. Atlanta turned painful eyes towards the far away little town of Gettysburg and a page of history waited for three days while two nations came to death grips on the farm lands of Pennsylvania." Casualty list. Here you is, Miss Melanie. They was fighting for them, so it just got tore in half. Scarlett, you look. The W's at the end. Wellman, Wendell, White, Whitner, Wilkins Williams, Woolsey, Workman. Scarlett, you've passed him. Oh, he isn't there! He isn't there! Ashley's safe. He isn't listed. Oh, he's safe, he's safe. Oh, Scarlett, you're so sweet to worry about Ashley like this for me. I must go to her. Don't, my dear, not here. Let's go home. Dr. Meade, not Yes, our boy, Darcy. I was making these mittens for him. He won't need them now. Mother, I'm going to enlist! I'll show them. Phil Meade, you hush your mouth. You think it'll help your mother to have you off getting shot, too? I never heard of anything so silly. It's a black day, Scarlett. You haven't had bad news, have you? Ashley's safe. I'm glad, for Mrs. Wilkes' sake. Rhett, there are so many others. Any of your friends? Just about every family in the county. The Tarleton boys, Rhett, both of them. Yes, look at them. All these poor tragic people. The South's sinking to its knees. It'll never rise again. The cause of living in the past is dying right in front of us. I never heard you talk like that before. I'm angry. Waste always makes me angry. And that's what all this is, sheer waste. But don't you be downcast. Ashley Wilkes is still alive to come home to the women who love him both of them. Oh, you're here. Oh, you're here. You're really here at last. Oh, my dear, I've waited so long. Melanie, my dear, my darling wife. Oh, but we're forgetting Scarlett. Scarlett, dear. Well, is this any way to greet a returning warrior? Ashley, I Merry Christmas, Ashley. Come on, old gentleman, come on. We've got all your wives. We've got all your little chicks. You got nobody to worry your head about leaving. Come on. Now you just stand still so you can be a Christmas gift for the white folks. Now hold on. Hold on! Don't go getting so uppity even if you is the last chicken in Atlanta. Let's not talk about the war. It's Christmas. Let's talk about Twelve Oaks, and Tara, and all the times before the war. Can we have the wine, Aunt Pittypat? Why did you say there wasn't enough, Uncle Peter? There's plenty. It's the very last of my father's fine Madeira. He got it from his uncle, Admiral Will Hamilton of Savannah who married his cousin, Jessica Carroll of Carrollton who was his second cousin once removed and a kin to the Wilkeses, too. I saved it to wish Ashley a Merry Christmas. But you mustn't drink it all at once because it is the last. I meant it, my dear. It was a lovely Christmas gift. Only generals have tunics like this nowadays. I'm so happy you like it, dear. Where did you get the cloth? It was sent to me by a Charleston lady. I nursed her son while he was in the hospital, Ashley, before he died and Oh, you will take good care of it, won't you? You won't let it get torn. Promise me. You mustn't worry. I'll bring it back to you without any holes in it, I promise. Good night, my dear. Good night, Scarlett, darling. Is it time yet, Uncle Peter, for Mr. Ashley to leave? Pretty quick now, Miss Scarlett. She isn't going to the depot with him? She hasn't changed her mind? No, ma'am. She's laying down. She's so upset Mr. Wilkes told her she can't even come downstairs. Ashley! Ashley, let me go to the depot with you. Oh, Scarlett, I'd rather remember you as you are now not shivering at the depot. All right. Oh, Ashley, I've got a present for you, too. Why, Scarlett, it's beautiful. Tie it on me, my dear. While Melly was making your new tunic, I made this to go with it. You made it yourself? Well, then I shall value it all the more. You know there's nothing I wouldn't do for you. There's something you can do for me. What is it? Will you look after Melanie for me? She's so frail and gentle and she loves you so much. You see, if I were... and she... Oh, you mustn't say that. It's bad luck. Say a prayer quickly. You say one for me. We shall need all our prayers now the end is coming. The end? The end of the war. And the end of our world, Scarlett. But, Ashley, you don't think the Yankees are beating us? Scarlett, my men are barefooted now and the snow in Virginia is deep. When I see them and I see the Yankees coming and coming, always more and more Well, when the end does come I shall be far away. It'll be a comfort to me to know that she has you. You will promise, won't you? Yes. Is that all, Ashley? All except goodbye. Oh, Ashley, I can't let you go. You must be brave No You must. How else can I bear going? Oh, Scarlett, you are so fine and strong and beautiful. Not just your sweet face, my dear but you. Ashley, kiss me. Kiss me goodbye! No, Scarlett.
Oh, Ashley, I love you. I've always loved you. I've never loved anyone else. I only married Charles just to hurt you. Ashley, tell me you love me. I'll live on it the rest of my life. Goodbye. When the war is over, Ashley. When the war is over.
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Image from Gone With The Wind part 4 - A page of history waited for three days
Ashley Wilkes is still alive to come home to the women who love him both of them
Atlanta turned painful eyes towards the far away little town of Gettysburg