Rhett Butler: One hundred and fifty dollars in gold.
Dr. Meade: For what lady, sir?
Rhett Butler: For Mr. Jack Twist
Dr. Meade: For whom, sir?
Rhett Butler: Mr. Jack Twist.
Dr. Meade: Mr. Twist is a man, Captain Butler. But I'm sure any of our Atlanta belles would be proud to...
Rhett Butler: Dr. Meade, I said Mr. Jack Twist
Dr. Meade: He will not consider it, sir.
Jack: Like hell I won't!