Gone with the Wind (1939)
Hattie McDaniel: Mammy - House Servant
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Quotes
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Mammy : Oh now, Miss Scarlett, you come on and be good and eat just a little, honey!
Scarlett : No! I'm going to have a good time today, and do my eating at the barbeque.
Mammy : If you don't care what folks says about this family, I does! I is told you and told you that you can always tell a lady by the way she eat in front of folks like a bird. And I ain't aiming for you to go to Mr. John Wilkes' and eat like a field hand and gobble like a hog!
Scarlett : Fiddle-dee-dee! Ashley Wilkes told me he likes to see a girl with a healthy appetite!
Mammy : What gentlemen says and what they thinks is two different things, and I ain't noticed Mr. Ashley asking for to marry you.
[Scarlett turns around slowly to face Mammy then throws her small black umbrella and stuffs food into her mouth]
Mammy : Now, don't eat too fast. Ain't no need a having for it come right back up again!
Scarlett : [With her mouth full] Why does a girl have to be so silly to catch a husband?
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Mammy : Lordy, Miss Melly. I sure is glad you's come.
Melanie Hamilton : Oh, Mammy, this house won't seem the same without Bonnie. How's Miss Scarlett bearing up?
Mammy : Miss Melly, this here's done broke her heart. But I didn't fetch you on Miss Scarlett's account. What that child got to stand, the good Lord give her strength to stand. It's Mr. Rhett I's worried about. He done lost his mind these last couple of days.
Melanie Hamilton : Oh, no, Mammy, no.
Mammy : I ain't never seen no man, black or white, set such store on any child. When Dr. Meade say her neck broke, Mr. Rhett grabbed his gun and run out and shoot that poor pony. And for a minute, I think he gonna shoot hisself.
Melanie Hamilton : Oh, poor Captain Butler
Mammy : Miss Scarlett called him a murderer for teaching that child to jump. She said, "You give me my baby what you killed." And then he say Miss Scarlett ain't never cared nothing about Miss Bonnie. It like to turn my blood cold, the things they say to one another.
Melanie Hamilton : Stop, Mammy, don't tell me any more.
Mammy : And then that night Mr. Rhett, he locked hisself in the nursery with Miss Bonnie. He wouldn't even open the door when Miss Scarlett beat on it and hollered to him and that's where he's been for two whole days.
Melanie Hamilton : Oh, Mammy!
Mammy : And then this evening, Miss Scarlett shouted through the door and said: "The funeral's set for tomorrow morning." and he says, "You try that and I kills you tomorrow. Do you think I's gonna put my child in the dark when she's so scared of it?"
Melanie Hamilton : Oh, Mammy, Mammy! He *has* lost his mind!
Mammy : Yes'm, that's the God's truth. He ain't gonna let us bury that child. You gotta help us Miss Melly.
Melanie Hamilton : Oh, but I can't intrude.
Mammy : If you can't help us, who can? Mr. Rhett always set great store by your opinion. Please, Miss Melly.
Melanie Hamilton : I'll do what I can, Mammy.
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[choked up about Rhett and Scarlett]
Mammy : It like to turn my blood cold, the things they say to one another.
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Mammy : She says she's comin'. I don't know why she's comin', but she's a-comin'.
Rhett Butler : You don't like me, Mammy.
Mammy : Hmph!
Rhett Butler : Now don't you argue with me. You don't. You really don't.
[laughs]
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[choked up about Rhett and Scarlett]
Mammy : Mr. Rhett grabbed his gun and run out and shoot that poor pony. And for a minute, I think he gonna shoot hisself.
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Scarlett : Atlanta!
Mammy : Savannah would be better for ya. You'd just get in trouble in Atlanta.
Scarlett : What trouble are you talking about?
Mammy : You know what trouble I's talkin' 'bout. I's talking 'bout Mr. Ashley Wilkes. He'll be comin' to Atlanta when he gets his leave, and you sittin' there waitin' for him, just like a spider. He belongs to Miss Melanie...
Scarlett : You go pack my things like Mother said.
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Mammy : It ain't fittin'... it ain't fittin'. It jes' ain't fittin'... It ain't fittin'.
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[Mammy sees that Ellen is arriving home]
Mammy : Yon she comes! Miss Scarlett, Miss Suellen, Miss Careen, your mother's home! Acting like a wet nurse to them low-down poor white trash Slatterys instead of being here eating her supper. Cookie, stir up the fire! Miss Ellen's home. Miss Ellen's got no business wearing herself out. Pork?
Pork : Yes, ma'am.
Mammy : Take the lamp out on a porch. Wearing herself out.
[turns to Gerald O'Hara]
Mammy : Mr. Gerald, Miss Ellen's home.
[turns back to herself]
Mammy : Wearing herself out waiting on poor white trash.
[hearing dog barking, turns to dog]
Mammy : Shut up, dog! Barking in the house like that!
[to the little boy]
Mammy : Get up from there, boy. Don't you hear Miss Ellen's coming? Get out there and get her medicine chest.