My Hero -- Clark Gabor
(2010-09-30 23:34:56)
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He bought a bonnet from Paris for her: I am not kind, I’m just tempting you. I never give anything without expecting something in return. I always get paid.
He met her on the street:
Let’s get out of here together. No use staying here, letting the
South come down around your ears. There are too many nice places to
go and visit, Mexico, London,
Paris….
He joined in the army: I am not asking you to forgive me. I’ll never understand or forgive myself. And if a bullet gets me, so help me, I’ll laugh at myself for being an idiot. But there’s one thing that I do know, And that is I love you, Scarlett. In spite of you and me and the whole silly world going to pieces around us, I love you. Because we are alike. Bad lots, both of us. Selfish and shrewd. But able to look things in the eyes and call them by their right names. Scarlett, look at me. I love you more than I have ever loved any woman. And I have waited longer for you than I have ever waited for any woman. Here is a soldier of the South that loves you, Scarlett. Wants to feel our arms around him, wants to carry the memory of your kisses into battle with him. You are a woman who is sending a soldier to his death with a beautiful memory.
In the Jail: In another minute, I'd almost believed you'd cared something. You'll never mean anything but misery to any man.
Visited her after her husband died: If you had it to do all over again, you'd do it no differently. You are like the thief who is not the least bit sorry he stole but he is terribly, terribly sorry he is going to jail. I made up my mind you were the only woman for me, Scarlett, the first day I saw you at Twelve Oaks. So I see I shall have to marry you. Forgive me for startling you with the impetuosity of my sentiments, but it cannot have escaped your notice that for some time past, the friendship I have felt for you has ripened into a deeper feeling. A feeling more beautiful, more pure, more sacred… dare I name it? Can it be love? This is an honorable proposal of marriage, made in what I consider a most opportune moment. I cannot go all my life waiting to catch you between husbands. Oh, yes, you will, and you will marry me. No of the fools you have ever known have kissed you like this. Say you are going to marry me, say yes. Say yes.
After marriage:
Rhett: observe my hands, my dear. I could tear you to pieces with them. And I’d do it if it’s d take Ashley out of your mind forever, but it would not. So I’ll remove him from your mind forever this way. I will put my hand so, one on each side of your head, and I’ll smash your skull between them like a walnut. That'll block him out.
Rhett: I have always loved you, but you have never given me a chance to show it.
Rhett: Did it ever occur to you that I loved you as much as a man can love a woman? I wanted to take care of you, to pet you, to give you everything you wanted. I wanted to marry you and protect you and give you a free rein in anything that would make you happy. No one knew better than I what you’d gone through and I wanted you to stop fighting and let me fight for you. I wanted you to play, like a child---for you were a child, a brave, frightened, bullheaded child, I think you are still a child. No one but a child could be so headstrong and so insensitive. It was so obvious that we were meant for each other, so obvious that I was the only man of your acquaintance who could love you after knowing you as you really are – hard and greedy and unscrupulous, like me. I loved you and I took the chance.