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A toast to where we girls was born:
South Carolina.
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Mississippi. Louisiana.
:47:28
Let me off at Rhode Island.
:47:32
- Have another, honey child.
- I'll take one more.
:47:35
If you insist, I'll have eight more.
:47:42
Come on, let's sing.
Mint juleps always make me sing.
:47:45
No, let's just drink.
How about some more mint juice?
:47:48
No, come on, let's sing. Come on!
:47:58
To my father, Col. Rufus Quale.
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To Sunday dinner on the old plantation.
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Chicken okra, corn pone,
shortening bread...
:48:12
pickled watermelon, and a stomach pump.
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Gentlemen, the South.
:48:18
Less whiskey next time.
My glass can't take it.
:48:21
- Come on, put them up!
- Come on, girls.
:48:23
- Sober them up.
- Come on, you two. Sober up.
:48:27
Pull yourself up.
:48:28
- I must be drunk.
- Come on, up you go.
:48:31
Scarlett, sugar, I loves you.
:48:37
Stand up on your feet, you weasels.
Come on, stand up.
:48:42
Red, the safe's open. The deed's gone.
:48:44
- That redhead must've taken it.
- Find him.
:48:46
You say you're sorry and we'll let you go.
:48:49
Shut up. Now turn around.
No, the other way.
:48:52
No, the both of you!
Turn around and face the window!
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Go on, now.
:48:57
- I don't like your faces.
- I suppose you think we like them.