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Miss
Starlet, Miss Starlet, Miss Starlet, Miss Starlet... the war is over!
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There's
a Yankee soldier coming up the walk! What'll we do?
Well you can't ask him
in, it simply isn't done.
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He's
at the door! He's at the door! He's at -smack-
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I'm
here to collect the $300 back taxes on Tara.
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What
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Oh
my darling Brashly! Now that the war is over we'll never let anything
come between us ever again.
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But
you see, my money is gone. Gone, gone where? It went with the
wind. Wind, what wind?
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Well
that's pretty but it doesn't answer my question.
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You
mean Ratt Butler, the man who became a millionaire during the war? Why precious Ratt, where is he?
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Well
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I've
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Afternoon
Sissy. Is Miss Starlet at home?
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So...
how are ya Captain Butler?
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I
wish I was in the land of cotton. Old times there are not
forgotten. Look away. Look away? Look away! Dixie
land.
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(and
the audience
goes wild!) |
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That
gown is gorgeous.
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Thank
you. I saw it in the window and just couldn't resist it.
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Marry
you? Why you're the scum of the ocean and the chicken of the
sea. Of course I'll marry you.
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Where
you gonna find a minister? Why I'm a minister. Well you marry us. Sure |
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I
now pronounce you man and wife. Now how bout them back
taxes?
Here you are minister,
$300 dollars. Sissy show the minister the door.
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Shoot.
For $300 dollars I'll show him anything he wants. Com'on sugar.
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I
just became Mrs. Ratt Butler, would you like to kiss the bride?
Well I, Well I, Well
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