Scarlett: Cathleen, Who's that?
Cathleen Calvert: Who?
Scarlett: That man looking at us and smiling? The nasty dark one?
Cathleen Calvert: My dear don't you know? Thats Rhett Butler! He's from Charleston, he has the most terrible reputation!
Scarlett: He looks as if he knows what I look like without my shimmy

Scarlett: Now I didn't come to talk sillyness about me Rhett, I came cos I was so miserable at the thought of you in trouble. Oh I know I was mad at you the night you left me on the road to Tara and I still havent forgiven you!
Rhett Butler: Oh Scarlett don't say that!
Scarlett: Well I must admit I might not be alive now, only for you and when I think of myself with everything I could possibly hope for, and not a care in the world... And you here in this horrid jail, and not even a human jail Rhett, a horse jail!

I can shoot straight, if I don't have to shoot too far.

Rhett Butler: Now that you've got your lumber mill and Frank's money, you won't come to me as you did to the jail, so I see I shall have to marry you.
Scarlett: I never heard of such bad taste.

I can't think about that right now. If I do, I'll go crazy. I'll think about that tomorrow.

Great balls of fire. Don't bother me anymore, and don't call me sugar.

Scarlett: Atlanta.
Mammy: Savannah would be better for ya. You just get in trouble in Atlanta.
Scarlett: What trouble are you talking about?
Mammy: You know what trouble I's talkin' 'bout. Mr. Ashley be comin' to Atlanta when he get's his leave, and you sattin' there waitin' for him, just like a spider.
Scarlett: You go pack my things like Mother said.

Prissy: Mammy, here's Miss Scarlet's vittles.
Scarlett: You can take it all back to the kitchen; I won't eat a bite.
Mammy: Yes'm you is, you's gonna eat every mouthful of this.
Scarlett: No... I'm... NOT.

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