Rhett Butler: How fickle is woman.

 

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

 

Rhett: 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.

 

Rhett: 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.

Scarlett: War, war, war! This war talk's spoiling all the fun at every party this spring. I get so bored I could scream! Besides, there isn't going to be any war.

Brent Tarleton: Not going to be any war?

Stuart Tarleton: Why, honey, of course there's going to be a war!
Scarlett: If either of you says war just once again I'll go in the house and slam the door!

 

Rhett Butler: What a woman.

 

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

 

Rhett Butler: I can't go all my life waiting to catch you between husbands.

 

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

 

Scarlett O'Hara: Sir, you are no gentleman.
Rhett Butler: And you, Miss, are no lady!

Scarlett O'Hara: As God is my witness, as God is 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 is my witness, I'll never be hungry again!

Scarlett O'Hara: After all tomorrow is another day.

 

Scarlett: But you are a blockade runner!
Rhett Butler: For profit, and profit only.
Scarlett: Are you tryin' to tell me you don't believe in the cause?
Rhett Butler: I believe in Rhett Butler, he's the only cause I know.

 

Rhett Butler: And those pantalettes, I don't know a woman in Paris who wears pantalettes!
Scarlett: Oh Rhett, what do they -- you shouldn't talk about such things!
Rhett Butler: You little hypocrite! You don't mind my knowing about them, just my talking about it!
Scarlett: But really Rhett, I can't go on accepting these gifts although you are AWFULLY kind.
Rhett Butler: I'm not kind, I'm just tempting you.
Scarlett: Well if you think I'll marry you just to pay for the bonnet I won't!
Rhett Butler: Don't flatter yourself. I'm not a marrying man.

 

Rhett Butler: Here, take my handkerchief. Never in any crisis of your life have I known you to have a handkerchief.

Scarlett O'Hara: Rhett, don't! I shall faint!
Rhett Butler: I want you to faint. This is what you were meant for. None of the fools you've ever know have kissed you like this, have they? Your Charles, or your Frank, or your stupid Ashley!