What's your hurry, sister?
What's come over this here town?
Yankees have come over it! Same as they've come over all of us.
Out of our way, trash!
Get out of the way here.
Get away! Go on!
Surely it can't be Miss Scarlett!
- Why, Frank Kennedy! - And Mammy!
It sure is good to see home folks.
I didn't know you were in Atlanta.
I didn't know you were.
Didn't Miss Suellen tell you about my store?
Did she? I don't remember. Have you a store?
This?
Won't you come in and look around a bit?
I don't suppose it looks like much to a lady, but...
I can't help being proud of it.
You're not making money?
Well, I can't complain. In fact, I'm mighty encouraged.
Folks tell me I'm just a born merchant.
It won't be long now before Miss Suellen and I can marry.
Are you doing as well as all that?
Yes, I am, Miss Scarlett.
I'm no millionaire yet...
but I've cleared $1,000 already.
And lumber, too.
Well...
that's only a sideline.
A sideline, Frank?
With all the good Georgia pine around Atlanta and all this building going on?
Well, all that takes money, Miss Scarlett...
and I've got to be thinking about buying a home.
What do you want a home for?
For Miss Suellen and me to set up housekeeping.
Here in Atlanta. You'd want to bring her to Atlanta, wouldn't you?
There wouldn't be much help in that for Tara.
I don't rightly know what you mean, Miss Scarlett.
I don't mean a thing.
Frank, how'd you like to drive me out to my Aunt Pitty's?
Nothing would give me more pleasure, Miss Scarlett.
You'd better stay to supper, too.
I'm sure Aunt Pitty'd be agreeable and I'd like a good long visit with you.
Oh, you act on me just like a tonic, Miss Scarlett.
And will you tell me all the news...
all the news of Miss Suellen?
What's the matter, Miss Scarlett?
Miss Suellen's not ill, is she?
Oh, no, no.
I thought surely she had written you.
I guess she was ashamed to write you.
She should be ashamed.
Oh, how awful to have such a mean sister.
You must tell me, Miss Scarlett. Don't leave me on tenterhooks.
Well, she's going to marry one of the county boys next month.
She just got tired of waiting and was afraid she'd be an old maid...
Oh, I'm sorry to be the one to tell you.
Oh, it's cold. I left my muff at home.
Would you mind if I put my hand in your pocket?
But, Melanie, you don't realize what she's done.
She's gone and married my Mr. Kennedy.
He's my beau, and she's gone and married him.
She did it to save Tara, you must understand that.
I hate Tara!
And I hate Scarlett! She's the only thing I hate worse than Tara.
It's all my fault.
I should have committed highway robbery to get that tax money for you.
I couldn't let you do anything like that, and...
Well, anyway, it's done now.
Yes, it's done now.
You wouldn't let me do anything dishonorable...
but you'd sell yourself in marriage to a man you didn't love.
Well, at least you won't have to worry about my helplessness anymore.
What do you mean?
I'm going to New York.
I've arranged to get a position in a bank there.
But you can't do that.
I counted on you to help me start a lumber business, Ashley...
and, well, I counted on you.
I wouldn't be any good to you.
I don't know anything about the lumber business.
You know as much as you do about banking.
And I'd give you half the business, Ashley.
That's generous of you, Scarlett.
But it isn't that.
If I go to Atlanta and take help from you again...
I'd bury forever any hope of standing alone.
Oh, is that all?
Well, you could gradually buy the business and then it would be your own, and...
No, Scarlett.
Ashley...
Ashley.
Scarlett!
Scarlett, what is it?
Ashley's so mean and hateful.
What have you done?
She wanted me to go to Atlanta.
To help me start my lumber business, and he won't lift a finger to help me, and he...
Why, how unchivalrous of you.
Why, think, Ashley, think.
If it hadn't been for Scarlett, I'd have died in Atlanta.
And maybe we wouldn't have had little Beau...
and when I think of her picking cotton and plowing just to keep food...
in our mouths, I could just...
Oh, my darling.
All right, Melanie.
I'll go to Atlanta.
I can't fight you both.
Well, here's your new mill hands, Mrs. Kennedy.
The pick of all the best jails in Georgia.
They look pretty thin and weak to me, Gallagher.
Halt!
They're the best you can lease, ma'am.
And if you'll just give Johnny Gallagher a free hand...
you'll get what you want out of them.
All right, you're the foreman.
All I ask is, you keep the mill running and deliver my lumber when I want it.
Johnny Gallagher's your man, miss.
But remember...
no questions and no interference.
That's a bargain. Start them in the morning, Gallagher.
Come on, get a move on! Come on, move on there!
But, Scarlett, this isn't right and you know it.
It's bad enough for a woman to be in business, but...
What are you complaining about?
You wouldn't have owned a mill had I not taken over.
I didn't want the mill, and we couldn't have bought it...
if you hadn't pressed all of our friends for the money they owed me.
Isn't that right, Ashley?
What, are you running a charitable institution?
Go back to the store, then go home and take your medicine.
You're not looking very well.
But, sugar, shouldn't you come home with me?
Great balls of fire. Don't bother me anymore, and don't call me sugar!
All right, all right.
Good night, Ashley.
She can get mad quicker than any woman I ever saw.
Scarlett, I don't like to interfere, but...
I do wish you'd let me hire free darkies instead of using convicts.
I believe we could do better.
Darkies! Why, their pay would break us, and convicts are dirt-cheap.
If we just give Gallagher a free hand...
A free hand! You know what that means. He'll starve them and whip them.
Some of them are sick, underfed...
Oh, Ashley, how you do run on.
Left alone, you'd be giving them chicken three times a day and...
tucking them to sleep with eiderdown quilts.
I will not make money out of the enforced labor and misery of others.
You weren't so particular about owning slaves.
That was different. We didn't treat them that way.
Besides, I'd have freed them all when father died...
if the war hadn't already freed them.
Oh, I'm sorry, Ashley.
But have you forgotten what it's like without money?
I found out that money is the most important thing in the world...
and I don't intend ever to be without it again.
I'll make enough so the Yankees can never take Tara away from me.
I'll make it the only way I know how.
But we're not the only Southerners who have suffered.
Look at all our friends. They're keeping their honor and their kindness, too.
And they're starving. I've got no use for fools who won't help themselves.
I know what they're saying about me, and I don't care.
I'll make friends with Yankee carpetbaggers.
I'll beat them at their own game, and you'll beat them with me.
That's it. Move it a little over to that side.
Afternoon, Mrs. Kennedy.
Good afternoon.
Business is certainly growing, ain't it?
It certainly is.
But you're doing business with the same people who robbed us...
and tortured us and left us to starve.
All that's past, Melly.
And I intend to make the best of things, even if they are Yankee things.
And do you know, Dolly Merriwether, that Dr. Meade actually saw her...
peddling lumber to those Yankees herself.
And that isn't all...
I think it's shocking what she's doing to my brother Ashley.
She's even taken to driving her own buggy.
My dear Mrs. Kennedy.
My very dear Mrs. Kennedy.
I don't see how you have the gall to face me.
When I think you could have had my millions...
if you'd just waited a little while.
Oh, how fickle is woman!
What is it you want? I have important things to do.
Would you satisfy my curiosity on a point which has bothered me for some time?
Well, what is it? Be quick.
Tell me, Scarlett, do you never shrink from marrying men you don't love?
How did you ever get out of jail? Why didn't they hang you?
Oh, that! Not much trouble.
There's nothing much that money won't buy.
I observe it's even bought you the honorable Mr. Wilkes.
So you still hate Ashley Wilkes.
Do you know, I believe you're jealous of him.
You still think you're the belle of the county, don't you?
That you're the cutest little trick in shoe leather.
Every man you meet is dying of love for you.
Let me by!
Don't be angry, Scarlett. Tell me, where are you going?
To the mill, if it's any of your business.
Through shantytown, alone?
Haven't you been told it's dangerous to drive alone through all that riffraff?
Don't worry about me.
I can shoot straight if I don't have to shoot too far.
What a woman!
Could you give me a quarter?
Let go of my horse!
Hold this horse!
Help!
Miss Scarlett!
Miss Scarlett, wait! Miss Scarlett!
Miss Scarlett! It's Big Sam!
Big Sam!
Miss Scarlett! Wait!
Sam! Sam!
Is you hurt, Miss Scarlett? Did they hurt you?
Don't you cry, Miss Scarlett. Big Sam'll get you out of this in a jiffy.
Horse, make tracks!
You get to Tara just as quick as you can and stay there.
I sure will. I got enough of them carpetbaggers.
Thank you, Mr. Frank. Goodbye, Miss Scarlett.
Goodbye, Sam, and thank you.
Scarlett, change your dress and go over to Miss Melly's for the evening.
I've got to go to a political meeting.
A political meeting!
How can you go to a political meeting...
after what I've been through this afternoon?
Oh, sugar! You're more scared than hurt.
Nobody cares about me. You all act as though it was nothing at all.
The men talk, talk, talk about protecting our women...
and after what happened to me today Frank has to go to a political meeting.
And if it won't pain you too much, India Wilkes...
I'd be much obliged if you'll tell me why you're staring at me.
Has my face gone green or something?
It won't pain me!
What happened this afternoon was just what you deserved!
If there was any justice, you'd have gotten worse.
India, hush up!
Let her talk. She's always hated me!
Ever since I took your brother away from her...
though she's too much of a hypocrite to admit it!
If she thought anyone'd go for her...
she'd walk down the street naked!
I do hate you!
You've done all you could to lower the prestige of decent people.
Now you've endangered the lives of our men, because they...
India!
I don't think we'd better say any more, or one of us will be saying too much.
What's going on around here that I don't know about?
Somebody's coming up the walk.
Somebody that ain't Mr. Ashley.
Will you hand me the pistol, please, Mrs. Meade?
Whoever it is...
we know nothing.
Where have they gone?
You've got to tell me, Mrs. Wilkes. It's life or death!
Don't tell him anything. He's a Yankee spy.
Quickly, please! There may still be time.
How did you know?
I was playing poker with two Yankee captains.
They knew there'd be trouble.
They've sent their cavalry out.
Your husband and his friends are walking into a trap.
Don't tell him! He's trying to trap you!
At the Decatur Road. The old Sullivan plantation.
The house is burned. They're meeting in the cellar.
I'll do what I can.
What's all this about? If you don't tell me, I'll go crazy!
We thought it best not to tell you.
Ashley, Frank and the others have gone to clean out those woods...
where you were attacked.
A great many Southern gentlemen have...
done this lately for our protection.
And if they're captured, they'll be hanged, Scarlett!
And it will be your fault!
Another word, and you go out of this house, India!
Scarlett did what she thought she had to do.
And our men are doing what they think they have to do.
Frank!
And Ashley!
Oh, it isn't possible!
There's horses, Miss Melly. Here they come.
You're sewing, you're sewing.
Open the door, Mammy.
Good evening, Mrs. Kennedy.
Which of you ladies is Mrs. Wilkes?
I am Mrs. Wilkes.
I should like to speak to Mr. Wilkes, if you please.
He's not here.
Are you sure?
Don't you doubt Miss Melly's word.
I meant no disrespect, Mrs. Wilkes.
If you'll give me your word, I won't search the house.
Search if you like, but Mr. Wilkes is at a political meeting at Mr. Kennedy's store.
He's not at the store, and there's no meeting tonight!
No political meeting.
We'll wait outside till he and his friends return.
Sergeant, surround the house. Put a man on each door and window.
Yes, sir!
Keep on with your sewing, ladies.
And I'll read aloud.
"The Personal History and Experience of David Copperfield.
"Chapter one.
"I am born.
"To begin my life with the beginning of my life, I record that I was born.
"Chapter Nine. I have a memorable birthday.
"I pass over all that happened at school...
"until the anniversary of my birthday came around in March.
"Except that Steerforth was more to be admired than ever...
"I remember nothing.
"He was going away at the end of the half-year, if not sooner...
"and was more spirited and independent than before in my eyes...
"and therefore more engaging than before; but...
"beyond this I remember nothing.
"The great...
"I remember nothing. "
Melly! They're drunk!
Leave this to me, Scarlett.
And please, say nothing.
You stupid fool!
Quiet!
Will you shut up for the love of...
Hello, Melly.
So you've got my husband intoxicated again, Capt. Butler!
Well, bring him in.
I'm sorry, Mrs. Wilkes. Your husband's under arrest.
If you arrest all the men who get intoxicated...
you must have a good many Yankees in jail.
Bring him in, Capt. Butler. If you can walk yourself.
I want to tell you a story...
Listen, Doctor, I...
Put him there in that chair.
And now, Capt. Butler, will you please leave my house...
and try to remember not to come here again?
Well, now, that's fine thanks I get for bringing him home...
and not leaving him on the streets in this shameful condition!
Now, boys, all together!
Dr. Meade...
I'm astonished at you!
Oh, Ashley! How can you do this to me?
I ain't so very drunk, Melly.
Take him into the bedroom and lay him out on the bed as usual.
Don't touch him, he's under arrest!
Now, Tom.
What do you want to arrest him for?
I've seen him drunker.
I've seen you drunker! And you've seen me...
He can lie in the gutter for all I care! I'm not a policeman.
But he led a raid tonight on that shantytown...
where Mrs. Kennedy got into trouble this afternoon.
A lot of those shanties were burned. A couple of men were killed.
It's about time you rebels learned you can't take the law into your own hands.
What are you laughing at?
This isn't your night to teach that lesson, Tom.
These two have been with me tonight. Yes, sir.
With you, Rhett?
Where?
I don't like to say in the presence of ladies.
You'd better say.
Come out on the porch and I'll tell you.
Speak out, Capt. Butler!
I think I have a right to know where my husband's been.
Well, ma'am, we dropped in on a friend of mine...
and the Captain's.
A Mrs. Belle Watling.
We played cards, drank champagne and...
well...
Now you've done it! Did you have to show me up in front of my wife?
Now I hope you're satisfied, Tom.
These ladies won't be on speaking terms with their husbands tomorrow.
Rhett, I had no idea, I...
Look here, will you take an oath that they were with you tonight at...
at Belle's?
Ask Belle, if you don't believe me. She'll tell you, Captain.
Will you give me your word as a gentleman?
As a gentleman?
Why, certainly, Tom.
Well, if I...
if I've made a mistake, I'm sorry.
I hope you'll forgive me, Mrs. Wilkes. I...
If you'll go and leave us in peace, please.
Well, I say I'm sorry, and...
well, I am sorry.
Come on, Sergeant.
Lock that door. Pull down the shades.
Ashley.
He's all right. It's only in the shoulder.
Get him on the bed where I can dress the wound.
I think I can walk.
It's not worth the effort. Which way?
In here.
- Mammy, I want some hot water. - Yes, sir.
- And lint for bandages. - I'll find some.
Now what can I use for a probe? If I only had my bag.
Were you really there? What did it look like?
Does she have cut-glass chandeliers, plush curtains and dozens of mirrors?
Good heavens, Mrs. Meade, remember yourself.
Now, Capt. Butler, tell me what happened, all that happened.
I was too late.
When I got to the old Sullivan place...
there'd already been a skirmish with the Yankees.
I found Mr. Wilkes wounded and Dr. Meade was with him.
I had to prove they had been somewhere, anyplace but where they were.
So I took them to Belle's.
And she took them in?
She's by way of being an old friend of mine.
Oh, I'm sorry. I...
I'm sorry I couldn't think up a more dignified alibi.
This isn't the first time you've come between me and disaster, Capt. Butler.
It isn't likely that I'd question any device of yours.
And now I'll go and see what Dr. Meade needs.
Oh, Ashley!
Ashley!
Have you no interest in what's become of your own husband, Mrs. Kennedy?
Did Frank go with you to Belle Watling's?
No.
Well, where is he?
He's lying out on Decatur Road...
shot through the head.
He's dead.
Who is it?
It's Miss Watling.
Oh, Miss Watling! Won't you come in the house?
Oh, no, I couldn't do that, Miss Wilkes.
You come in and sit a minute with me.
How can I thank you enough for what you did for us?
How can any of us thank you enough?
I got your note saying you was going to call on me and thank me.
Why, Miss Wilkes, you must have lost your mind.
I come up here as soon as it was dark to tell you...
you mustn't even think of any such thing.
Why, I'm...
Why, you're...
Well, it wouldn't be fitting at all.
It wouldn't be fitting to thank a kind woman who saved my husband's life?
Miss Wilkes, there ain't never been a lady in this town nice to me like you was.
I mean, about the money for the hospital, you know.
And I don't forget a kindness.
And I got to thinking about you being left a widow with a little boy...
if Mr. Wilkes got hung...
and he's a nice little boy, your boy is, Miss Wilkes.
I got a boy myself and so I...
Oh, you have? Does he live...
Oh, no, ma'am, he ain't here in Atlanta.
He ain't never been here.
He's off at school.
I ain't seen him since he was little.
Well, anyway, if it had been that Miss Kennedy's husband by himself...
I wouldn't have lifted a finger, no matter what Capt. Butler said.
She's a mighty cold woman.
Prancing about Atlanta by herself.
She killed her husband same as if she shot him.
You mustn't say unkind things about my sister-in-law.
Please don't freeze me, Miss Wilkes.
I forgot how you liked her.
But she just ain't in the same class with you and I can't help it if I think so.
Well, anyway, I got to be going.
I'm scared somebody'll recognize this carriage if I stayed here any longer.
That wouldn't do you no good.
And, Miss Wilkes...
if you ever see me on the street, you don't have to speak to me.
I'll understand.
I should be proud to speak to you. Proud to be under obligation to you.
I hope we meet again.
Oh, no, ma'am, that wouldn't be fitting.
- Good night, Miss Wilkes. - Good night, Miss Watling.
And you're wrong about Mrs. Kennedy.
She's brokenhearted about her husband.
Great balls of fire! It's Rhett.
Miss Scarlett, Capt. Butler here to see you.
I told him you was prostrate with grief.
Tell him I'll be right down, Mammy.
She says she's coming.
I don't know why she's coming. But she's a-coming.
You don't like me, Mammy.
Now don't you argue with me. You don't. You really don't.
It's no good, Scarlett.
What?
The cologne.
I'm sure I don't know what you mean.
I mean you've been drinking. Brandy. Quite a lot.
What if I have? Is that any of your affair?
Don't drink alone, Scarlett.
People always find out and it ruins the reputation.
What is it?
This is more than losing old Frank.
Oh, Rhett...
I'm so afraid.
I don't believe it. You've never been afraid in your life.
I'm afraid now.
I'm afraid of dying and going to hell.
You look pretty healthy, and maybe there isn't any hell.
Oh, there is. I know there is. I was raised on it.
Well, far be it from me to question the teachings of childhood.
Tell me what you've done that hell yawns before you.
I ought never to have married Frank to begin with.
He was Suellen's beau and he loved her, not me.
And I made him miserable. And I killed him.
Yes, I did. I killed him.
For the first time I'm finding out what it is to be sorry for something I've done.
Here. Dry your eyes.
If you had it all to do over again, you'd do no differently.
You're like the thief who isn't the least bit sorry he stole...
but he's terribly, terribly sorry he's going to jail.
I'm glad Mother's dead.
I'm glad she's dead so she can't see me.
I always wanted to be like her, calm and kind and...
And I certainly have turned out disappointing.
You know, Scarlett, I think you're on the verge of a crying jag.
So I'll change the subject and say what I came to say.
Say it, then, and get out!
What is it?
That I can't go on any longer without you.
You are the most ill-bred man to come here at a time like this with your filthy...
I made up my mind that you were the only woman for me...
the first day I saw you at Twelve Oaks.
Now that you've got the lumber mill and Frank's money...
you won't come to me as you did to the jail.
So I see I shall have to marry you.
I never heard of such bad taste.
Would you be more convinced if I fell to my knees?
Turn me loose, you varmint, and get out of here!
Forgive me for startling you with the impetuosity of my sentiments...
my dear Scarlett. I mean, my dear Mrs. Kennedy.
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?
Get up off your knees. I don't like your common jokes.
This is an honorable proposal of marriage...
made at what I consider a most opportune moment.
I can't go all my life waiting to catch you between husbands.
You're coarse, and you're conceited.
And I think this conversation has gone far enough.
Besides, I shall never marry again.
Oh, yes, you will, and you'll marry me.
You? You?
I don't love you!
And I don't like being married.
Did you ever think of marrying just for fun?
Marriage, fun? Fiddle-dee-dee. Fun for men, you mean.
Hush up! Do you want them to hear you?
You've been married to a boy and an old man.
Why not try a husband of the right age, with a way with women?
You're a fool, Rhett Butler, when you know I shall always love another man.
Stop it! Do you hear me, Scarlett? Stop it! No more of that talk.
Rhett, don't, I shall faint.
I want you to faint. This is what you were meant for.
None of the fools you've known have kissed you like this, have they?
Your Charles, or your Frank, or your stupid Ashley.
Say you're going to marry me. Say "yes. " Say "yes. "
Yes.
Are you sure you meant it? You don't want to take it back?
No.
Look at me and try to tell me the truth.
Did you say "yes" because of my money?
Well...
Yes. Partly.
Partly?
Well, you know, Rhett, money does help, and of course I am fond of you.
Fond of me?
If I said I was madly in love with you, you'd know I was lying...
but you always said we had a lot in common...
Yes, you're right, my dear.
I'm not in love with you any more than you are with me.
Heaven help the man who ever really loves you.
What kind of a ring would you like, my darling?
A diamond ring. And do buy a great big one, Rhett.
You shall have the biggest and the most vulgar ring in Atlanta.
We'll go to New Orleans for the most expensive honeymoon...
my ill-gotten gains can buy.
That would be just heavenly.
And I think I'll buy your trousseau for you, too.
Rhett, how wonderful, but...
you won't tell anybody, will you, Rhett?
Still the little hypocrite.
Aren't you going to kiss me goodbye?
Don't you think you've had enough kissing for one afternoon?
You're impossible.
You can go and I don't care if you never come back.
But I will come back.
What are you thinking about, Scarlett?
I'm thinking about how rich we are.
Rhett, I can keep the lumber business too, can't I?
Yes, of course you can, if it amuses you.
Now that you're rich you can tell everyone to go to the devil...
as you've always said you wanted to.
But you were the main one I wanted to go to the devil.
Don't scrape the plate, Scarlett. I'm sure there's more in the kitchen.
Rhett, can I have one of those chocolate ones stuffed with meringue?
If you don't stop being such a glutton, you'll get as fat as Mammy.
Then I'll divorce you.
Wouldn't it be nice if you bought something for Mammy, too?
Why should I buy her a present when she called us both mules?
Mules? Why mules?
Yes, she said we could give ourselves airs, and get ourselves all slicked up...
like racehorses but we were just mules in horse harness...
and we didn't fool anybody.
I never heard anything more true.
Mammy's a smart old soul...
and one of the few people I know whose respect I'd like to have.
I won't give her a thing. She doesn't deserve it.
Then I'll take her a petticoat.
My Mammy always said when she went to heaven...
she wanted a red taffeta petticoat, so stiff that it would stand by itself...
and so rustly, the Lord would think it was made of angels' wings.
Well, she won't take it from you. She'd rather die than wear it.
That may be, but I'm making the gesture just the same.
Wake up! Wake up!
You were having another nightmare.
Oh, Rhett.
I was so cold and hungry...
and so tired I...
I couldn't find it. I ran through the mist and I couldn't find it.
- Find what, honey? - I don't know.
I always dream the same dream and I never know.
It seems to be hidden in the mist.
Darling.
Rhett, do you think I'll ever dream that I've found it and that I'm safe?
Dreams don't work that way, but when you get used to being safe and warm...
you'll stop dreaming that dream.
And, Scarlett, I'm going to see that you are safe.
Would you do something for me if I asked you?
You know I would.
Will you take me away from here?
Don't you like New Orleans?
I love New Orleans, but I want to go home and visit Tara.
Will you take me to Tara?
Yes, Scarlett, of course I will. We'll go tomorrow.
You get your strength from this red earth of Tara, Scarlett.
You're part of it, and it's part of you.
Rhett, I'd give anything to have Tara the way it was before the war.
Would you? Then go ahead and make it that way.
Spend whatever you want, make it as fine a plantation as it ever was.
Oh, Rhett.
Rhett, you are good to me.
And can we still have our big new house in Atlanta?
Yes, and it can be as ornate as you want:
Marble terraces, stained-glass windows and all.
Rhett, won't everyone be jealous?
I want everybody who's been mean to me to be pea-green with envy.
I don't care. Scarlett's hateful, building that new house just to show off...
and even taking our servants.
Oh, darling, you mustn't think unkindly of her.
She's made it possible for us to keep Tara always.
Yes, and what good is Tara?
She's had three husbands and I'll be an old maid.
Great Jehoshaphat!
Lordsy, we sure is rich now!
It ain't quality.
But that's ridiculous. Why can't I go in?
I'm entitled to at least see what my own child looks like.
You control yourself, Mr. Rhett. You'll be seeing it for a long time.
I'd like to apologize, Mr. Rhett, about it's not being a boy.
Oh, hush your mouth, Mammy. Who wants a boy?
Boys aren't any use to anybody. Don't you think I'm proof of that?
Have a drink of sherry, Mammy.
Mammy, she is beautiful, isn't she?
She sure is.
Did you ever see a prettier one?
Well, sir, Miss Scarlett was mighty nigh that pretty when she come, but not quite.
Have another glass, Mammy.
What's that rustling noise I hear?
Lordsy, Mr. Rhett. That ain't nothing but my red silk petticoat you done give me.
Nothing but your petticoat? I don't believe it. Let me see.
Pull up your skirt.
Mr. Rhett, you is bad.
Yeah, oh, Lord!
You sure took a long enough time about wearing it.
Yes, sir, too long.
No more mule in horse's harness?
Mr. Rhett, Miss Scarlett was bad telling you about that.
You ain't holding that against old Mammy, is you?
No, I ain't holding it against you. I just wanted to know.
Have another glass, Mammy. Here, take the whole bottle.
Dr. Meade says you may go in now, Capt. Butler.
This sure is a happy day to me.
I done diapered three generations of this family's girls...
and it sure is a happy day.
Oh, yes, Mammy. The happiest days are when babies come.
I wish...
Oh, Mammy, she's beautiful. What do you suppose they'll name her?
Miss Scarlett done told me if it was a girl...
she's going to name it Eugenie Victoria.
Yes...
she's a beautiful baby...
the most beautiful baby ever.
Yes.
Do you know that this is your birthday?
That you're a week old today?
Yes, I'm going to buy her a pony the likes of which this town has never seen.
Yes, I'm gonna send her to the best schools in Charleston.
Yes. And her'll be received by the best families in the South.
And when it comes time for her to marry...
well, she'll be a little princess.
You certainly are making a fool of yourself.
And why shouldn't I?
She's the first person who's ever completely belonged to me.
Great balls of fire!
I had the baby, didn't I?
It's Melanie. May I come in?
Come in, Melly.
Yes, come in and look at my daughter's beautiful blue eyes.
But, Capt. Butler, most babies have blue eyes when they're born.
Don't try to tell him anything. He knows everything about babies.
Nevertheless, her eyes are blue and they're going to stay blue.
As blue as the Bonnie Blue Flag.
That's it. That's what we'll call her.
Bonnie Blue Butler.
Try again, Mammy.
Twenty inches.
Twenty inches! I've grown as big as Aunt Pitty.
You've simply got to make it 18.5 again, Mammy.
You done had a baby, Miss Scarlett...
and you ain't never going to be no 18.5 inches again.
Never. And there ain't nothing to do about it.
There is something to do about it!
I'm just not going to get old and fat before my time.
I just won't have any more babies!
I heard Mr. Rhett say that he'll be wanting a son next year.
Go tell Capt. Butler I've decided not to go out after all.
I'll have supper in my room.
I got your message. I'll have them bring my supper up here, too.
No objections to that, I hope?
No.
Yes.
I mean, I don't care where you have your supper.
Rhett?
Yes?
You see...
well, I've decided...
well, I hope I don't have any more children.
My pet, as I told you before Bonnie was born...
it's immaterial to me whether you have one child or 20!
No, but you know what I...
Do you know what I mean?
I do. And do you know I can divorce you for this?
You're just low enough to think of something like that!
If you had any chivalry in you or would be nice, like... Well, Ashley Wilkes!
Melanie can't have any more children and he...
You've been to the lumber office this afternoon, haven't you?
What has that got to do with it?
Quite the little gentleman, Ashley. Pray go on, Mrs. Butler.
It's no use. You wouldn't understand.
You know, I'm sorry for you, Scarlett.
Sorry for me?
Yes, because you're throwing away happiness with both hands...
and reaching out for something that'll never make you happy.
I don't know what you're talking about.
If you were free and Melly were dead and you had your precious...
honorable Ashley, do you think you'd be happy with him?
You'd never know him, never even understand his mind...
any more than you understand anything except money.
Never mind about that! What I want to know is...
You may keep your sanctity, Scarlett. It'll work no hardship on me.
Do you mean to say you don't care?
The world is full of many things and many people, and I shan't be lonely.
I'll find comfort elsewhere.
Well, that's fine. But I warn you.
Just in case you change your mind, I intend to lock my door.
Why bother? If I wanted to come in, no lock could keep me out!
I always knew that most women were cheats, hypocritical and hard.
- But this one... - Rhett, it ain't no use.
- What do you mean? - I mean you're poisoned with her.
I don't care what she's done to you, you're still in love with her.
And don't think it pleasures me none to say it.
Maybe so! But I'm through with her, I tell you! I'm through.
You gotta think of the child. The child's worth ten of the mother.
You're a shrewd woman, Belle, and a very nice one.
Yes, Rhett?
I was just thinking of the difference between you and...
You're both hardheaded businesswomen and you're both successful.
But you've got a heart, Belle...
and you're honest.
Goodbye, Rhett.
Goodbye, Belle.
She'll be a wonderful horsewoman!
Look at those hands, and that seat!
Oh, fiddle-dee-dee!
Why do we have to wheel a baby when there are servants...
Good morning, Mrs. Merriwether.
Good morning, Capt. Butler.
Good morning, Scarlett.
Making fools of ourselves in front of these old buffaloes!
If you'd thought of your position years ago, you wouldn't have to do this.
But as it is, we'll cultivate every female dragon of the old guard in this town.
Good morning, Mrs. Whiting.
Good morning, Capt. Butler. Good morning, Scarlett.
So the millionaire speculator is turning respectable!
All of our money can't buy what I want for Bonnie.
Oh, I'll admit I've been at fault, too.
But Bonnie's going to have her place among decent people.
Yes, even if we both have to crawl on our bellies to every fat old cat.
Good morning, Mrs. Meade.
Good morning, Capt. Butler. Good morning, Scarlett.
Mrs. Merriwether, I've always had a great regard for your knowledge.
I wonder if you could give me some advice.
Certainly.
My Bonnie sucks her thumb. I can't make her stop it.
Make her stop it. It'll ruin the shape of her mouth.
I know, I know.
She has such a beautiful mouth, too. I tried putting soap under her nails.
Soap! Bah!
Put quinine on her thumb and she'll stop sucking it quick enough.
Quinine! I never would have thought of it.
I can't thank you enough, Mrs. Merriwether.
You've taken a great load off my mind! Good morning.
Good morning, Dolly.
Wasn't that Capt. Butler?
Good morning, Caroline. I was just thinking.
There must be a great deal of good in a man who could love a child so much.
But of course there is!
Oh, did I tell you that Fanny Elsing told Dr. Meade that Capt. Butler...
finally admitted he was honored by the Confederate Congress...
for his services at the Battle of Franklin?
No! And did I tell you, Caroline, that Capt. Butler...
made a stupendous contribution to the Association for the Beautification...
of the Graves of the Glorious Dead?
No.
My little grandbaby, Napoleon Picard, is giving a party for Bonnie next week.
Why, Dolly Merriwether, you know right well it was my idea...
to give a party for Bonnie Butler.
Why Caroline Meade...
Now watch Daddy put your pony over, Bonnie. Now watch.
Daddy, let me! Let me!
All right, darling. Put her on, Pork!
Up we go.
Oh, there!
Lordsy mercy! There he goes again!
Grip tightly with your legs. Sit close. Lean forward. Be sure you go with him.
Hold your reins properly in a firm hand. Up!
That was fine! I knew you'd do it!
When you get a little older, I'll take you to Kentucky and Virginia.
You'll be the greatest horsewoman in the South. Give your daddy a kiss.
Mr. Rhett! Mr. Rhett!
Mr. Rhett!
Did you see her, Mammy? Wasn't she wonderful?
Mr. Rhett, I done told you and told you it just ain't fitting...
for a girl child to ride astraddle with her dress flying up!
All right, Mammy. I'll teach her to ride sidesaddle.
And I'll buy her a blue velvet riding habit. She'll love that.
A nice black broadcloth is what little girls wear.
Now, Mammy, be reasonable.
Well, I don't think it's fitting, but...
It ain't fitting, it just ain't fitting.
It ain't fitting.
Why, Scarlett!
What are you doing downtown at this time of day?
Ashley, I just...
Why aren't you helping Melly get ready for my surprise birthday party?
Why, Ashley Wilkes, you aren't supposed to know anything about that.
Melly'd be so disappointed if you weren't surprised.
I won't let on. I'll be the most surprised man in Atlanta.
As long as you're here, let me show you the books...
so you can see just how bad a businessman I really am.
Oh, don't let's fool with any books today.
When I'm wearing a new bonnet, all the figures I ever knew...
go right slap out of my head.
The figures are well lost when the bonnet's as pretty as that one.
Scarlett, you know, you get prettier all the time.
You haven't changed a bit since the day of our last barbecue at Twelve Oaks...
where you sat under a tree surrounded by dozens of beaux.
That girl doesn't exist anymore.
Nothing's turned out as I expected, Ashley.
Nothing.
Yes, we've traveled a long road since the old days, haven't we, Scarlett?
Oh, the lazy days...
the warm, still country twilights...
the high, soft Negro laughter from the quarters...
the golden warmth and security of those days.
Don't look back, Ashley.
Don't look back.
It drags at your heart till you can't do anything but look back.
I didn't mean to make you sad, my dear.
I never want you to be anything but completely happy.
Oh, Ashley!
Who is it?
Only your husband.
Come in.
Am I actually being invited into the sanctuary?
You're not ready for Melanie's party.
I've got a headache, Rhett.
You go without me and make my excuses to Melanie.
What a white-livered little coward you are. Get up.
You're going to that party and you'll have to hurry.
- Has India dared to... - Yes. India has!
Every woman and man in town knows the story!
You should kill them, spreading lies.
I have a strange way of not killing people who tell the truth.
There's no time to argue. Get up!
I won't go! I can't go till this misunderstanding is cleared up.
Don't cheat Melly out of the satisfaction of publicly...
ordering you out of her house.
There was nothing wrong. India hates me so.
I can't go, Rhett. I couldn't face it.
If you don't go, you won't be able to show your face as long as you live.
That wouldn't bother me, but you won't ruin Bonnie's chances.
You're going to that party, if only for her sake. Now get dressed!
Wear that! Nothing modest or matronly will do for this occasion.
And put on plenty of rouge. I want you to look your part tonight.
For he's a jolly good fellow For he's a jolly good fellow
Which nobody can deny
For he's a jolly good fellow
- Good night, Scarlett. - But Rhett, you can't...
You go into the arena alone. The lions are hungry for you.
Oh, Rhett, don't leave me. Don't.
You're not afraid?
Which nobody can deny Which nobody can deny
For he's a jolly good fellow For he's a jolly good fellow
Which nobody can deny
What a lovely dress, Scarlett, darling.
India wasn't able to come tonight.
Will you be an angel?
I do need you to help me receive my guests.
Mrs. Meade...
here's our darling Scarlett.
Good evening.
Why, Scarlett!
- Good evening, Miss Scarlett. - Good evening, Mrs. Butler.
Ashley, aren't you going to get our Scarlett a glass of punch?
Did you have a good time tonight at Miss Melly's party, child?
Yes, yes.
Now, Mammy, be sure and leave word.
If Capt. Butler asks for me when he comes back, I'm asleep.
Yes, ma'am.
Come in, Mrs. Butler.
Come here.
Sit down!
There's no reason why you shouldn't have your nightcap even if I am here.
I didn't want a drink. I heard a noise and...
You heard nothing of the kind.
You wouldn't have come down if you'd thought I was here.
- You must need a drink badly. - I do not!
Take it. Don't give yourself airs.
I know you drink on the quiet, and I know how much you drink.
Do you think I care if you like your brandy?
You're drunk, and I'm going to bed!
I'm very drunk...
and I intend getting still drunker before the evening's over...
but you're not going to bed, not yet.
Sit down.
So she stood by you, did she?
How does it feel to have the woman you've wronged cloak your sins for you?
You're wondering if she knows all about you and Ashley.
You're wondering if she did it just to save her face.
You're thinking that she's a fool for doing it even if it did save your hide.
- I will not listen. - Yes, you'll listen!
Miss Melly's a fool, but not the kind you think.
It's just that there's too much honor in her to ever conceive of dishonor...
in anyone she loves.
And she loves you.
Though just why she does, I'm sure I don't know!
If you weren't so drunk and insulting, I could explain everything.
- As it is, though... - If you get out of that chair once more...
Of course, the comic figure in all this is the long-suffering Mr. Wilkes.
Mr. Wilkes, who can't be mentally faithful to his wife...
and won't be unfaithful to her technically.
Why doesn't he make up his mind?
Rhett, you...
Observe my hands, my dear.
I could tear you to pieces with them.
And I'd do it, if it'd take Ashley out of your mind forever.
But it wouldn't.
So I'll remove him from your mind forever this way.
I'll put my hands so...
one on each side of your head...
and I'll smash your skull between them like a walnut.
That'll block him out.
Take your hands off me, you drunken fool.
You know I've always admired your spirit, my dear.
Never more than now, when you're cornered.
I'm not cornered.
You'll never corner me, Rhett Butler, or frighten me!
You've lived in dirt so long, you can't understand anything else.
And you're jealous of something you can't understand. Good night!
Jealous, am I?
Yes, I suppose I am.
Even though I know you've been faithful to me all along.
How do I know?
Because I know Ashley Wilkes and his honorable breed.
They're gentlemen.
And that's more than I can say for you or for me.
We're not gentlemen, and we have no honor, have we?
It's not that easy, Scarlett.
You turned me out while you chased Ashley Wilkes...
while you dreamed of Ashley Wilkes.
This is one night you're not turning me out.
How are you feeling this morning, Mammy?
Well, this misery in my back ain't so good.
You acting mighty happy this morning, Miss Scarlett.
I am, Mammy. I am.
Oh, she wept with delight when he gave her a smile
And trembled with fear at his frown
Hello.
I'd like to extend my apology for my conduct of last night.
Oh, but Rhett...
I was very drunk...
and quite swept off my feet by your charms.
Well, you needn't bother to apologize. Nothing you ever do surprises me!
I've been thinking things over, and I really believe that...
it would be better for both of us...
if we admitted we'd made a mistake and got a divorce.
- A divorce? - Yes.
There's no point in our holding on to each other, is there?
I'll provide for you amply. You've plenty of grounds.
Just give me Bonnie. Say what you please. I won't contest.
Thank you very much.
But I wouldn't dream of disgracing my family with a divorce.
You'd disgrace it quick enough if Ashley were free.
It makes my head spin to think how quickly you'd divorce me.
Wouldn't you, Scarlett?
Well, answer me.
Wouldn't you?
Will you please go now and leave me alone?
Yes, I'm going. That's what I came to tell you.
I'm going on a very extended trip to London, and I'm leaving today.
And I'm taking Bonnie with me.
So you'll please get her little duds packed right away.
You'll never take my child out of this house.
She's my child, too, Scarlett.
I wouldn't leave her here...
with a mother who hasn't the decency to consider her own reputation.
You're a fine one to talk.
You think I'll let her out of this house...
when you'll probably have her around with people like that Belle?
If you were a man I'd break your neck for that.
As it is, I'll thank you to shut your stupid mouth.
As for you, giving yourself pious airs about your motherhood...
Why, a cat's a better mother than you are.
Have her things packed and ready for me in an hour, or I warn you...
I've always thought a good lashing with a buggy whip would benefit you immensely.
Excuse me, Mr. Rhett.
Hello, Uncle Rhett.
Hello, hello, Beau.
Daddy, Daddy.
Where have you been? I've been waiting for you all morning.
Well, I've been hunting for a rabbit skin to wrap my little Bonnie in.
Give your best sweetheart a kiss.
I'm going to take you on a long trip to fairyland.
Where? Where?
I'm going to show you the Tower of London, where the little princes were...
and London Bridge.
London Bridge!
Will it be falling down?
Well, it will if you want it to, darling.
Daddy, dark!
Dark!
Daddy! Dark!
It's all right. Who put out that light? Nurse!
Daddy, dark!
There. Yes, yes.
What's the matter with my Bonnie?
A bear.
Oh, a bear? A big bear?
Dreadful big. And he sat on my chest.
Well, I'll stay here and shoot him if he comes back.
Good evening, Mr. Butler.
Haven't I told you never to leave her alone in the dark?
If you'll pardon me, sir, children are often afraid of the dark, but they get over it.
Just let her scream for a night or two.
Let her scream! Either you're a fool or the most inhuman woman I've ever seen!
Of course, if you want her to grow up nervous and cowardly.
Cowardly!
There isn't a cowardly bone in her body. You're discharged!
As you say, sir.
Where is Mother?
Aren't you happy here in London with me?
I want to go home.
Miss Bonnie.
And Capt. Butler.
- Miss Scarlett. - Hello, Mammy.
Honey child.
Miss Scarlett! They's back. They's back, Miss Scarlett.
Bonnie.
Bonnie. Bonnie, baby.
Darling baby.
Are you glad to be home?
Daddy gave me a kitten.
- What a lovely kitten. - London's a horrid place.
- Oh, my darling. - Where's my pony?
- I want to go out and see my pony. - You go out and see your pony.
Where's my pony?
I wanna go out and see my pony.
You run along with Mammy.
- Come on, honey child. - Go with Mammy.
Mammy sure has missed you, honey.
Mrs. Butler, I believe.
Mammy said you'd come back.
But only to bring Bonnie.
Apparently any mother, even a bad one, is better for a child than none.
You mean you're going away again?
What perception, Mrs. Butler.
Right away.
In fact, I left my bags at the station.
You're looking pale. Is there a shortage of rouge?
Or can this wanness mean you've been missing me?
If I'm pale, it's your fault.
Not because I've been missing you, but because...
Pray continue, Mrs. Butler.
It's because I'm going to have a baby.
Indeed?
And who's the happy father?
You know it's yours.
I don't want it any more than you do.
No woman would want the child of a cad like you.
I wish it were anybody's child but yours.
Well, cheer up. Maybe you'll have an accident.
Is she better?
Has she asked for me?
Don't you understand? She's delirious.
Rhett.
I want Rhett.
What's the matter, honey? Did you call somebody, child?
It's no use.
Dr. Meade's left.
Scarlett's dead!
Oh, no, she's much better.
Really, she is.
There, there, Capt. Butler. You're beside yourself.
She'll very soon be well again, I promise you.
No, you don't understand. She never wanted this baby.
Not want a baby? Why, every woman wants a baby!
Yes, you want children, but she doesn't. Not my children.
She told me she didn't want any more children...
and I wanted to hurt her because she'd hurt me.
I wanted to and I did.
Hush. You mustn't tell me these things. It's not fit.
I didn't know about this baby until the other day when she fell.
If I'd known, I'd have come home whether she wanted me or not!
Well, of course you would.
And then when she told me, there on the steps, what did I do?
What did I say? I laughed and I said...
But you didn't mean it. I know you didn't mean it.
Oh, but I did mean it. I was crazy with jealousy.
She's never cared for me. I thought I could make her care, but I couldn't.
You're so wrong.
Scarlett loves you a great deal, much more than she knows.
If that were only true I could wait forever.
If she'd only forgive me, forget this ever happened.
She will.
You must be patient.
Oh, no, it's not possible.
You don't understand. If you only knew who she really loved...
you wouldn't believe it.
Surely you haven't listened to idle gossip.
No, Capt. Butler, I wouldn't believe it.
There, there. Scarlett's going to get well and there can be other babies.
No, she couldn't even if she wanted to, after what she's been through.
But of course she could.
I'm going to.
No, Miss Melly, you mustn't risk it. It's too dangerous.
Children are life-renewing itself, Capt. Butler...
and when life does that, danger seems very unimportant.
I've never before known anyone who was really brave.
I pray God things go well with you, Miss Melly.
And I want to thank you for all you've done for me and for Scarlett.
From my heart, I thank you.
Miss Scarlett's feeling a heap better today, Mr. Rhett.
Thank you, Mammy.
I've come to ask your forgiveness...
in the hope that we can give our life together another chance.
Our life together?
When did we ever have a life together?
Yes, you're right.
But I'm sure if we could only try again, we could be happy.
What is there to make us happy now?
Well, there's Bonnie and...
and I love you, Scarlett.
When did you discover that?
I've always loved you, but you've never given me a chance to show it.
Well, and just what do you want me to do?
To begin with, give up the mill, Scarlett.
We'll go away.
We'll take Bonnie and have another honeymoon.
Give up the mill? Why? It's making more money than ever.
Yes, I know, but we don't need it.
Sell it, or better still, give it to Ashley.
Melanie's been such a friend to both of us.
Always Melanie! If you'd think a little more about me...
I am thinking of you...
and I'm thinking that...
well, maybe it's the mill that's taking you away from me...
and from Bonnie.
I know what you're thinking. Don't try to bring Bonnie into this.
You're the one taking her away from me.
But she loves you.
You've done everything to make her love you, not me.
She's so spoiled now that...
Mommy! Daddy!
Watch me!
We're watching, darling.
You're mighty pretty, precious.
So are you.
I'm going to jump. Watch me, Daddy.
I don't think you ought to do much jumping yet, Bonnie.
Remember, you've just learned to ride sidesaddle.
I will so jump!
I can jump better than ever 'cause I've grown...
and I've moved the bar higher.
Don't let her do it, Rhett.
No, Bonnie, you can't. Well, if you fall off, don't cry and blame me.
Rhett, stop her!
Bonnie!
Just like Pa.
Just like Pa!
Bonnie!
Lordsy, Miss Melly. I sure is glad you've come.
This house won't seem the same without Bonnie.
How's Miss Scarlett bearing up?
Miss Melly, this here done broke her heart...
but I didn't fetch you here 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.
No, Mammy, no.
I ain't never see'd no man, black or white, set such store on any child.
When Dr. Meade say her neck broke...
Mr. Rhett grab his gun and run out there and shoot that poor pony...
and for a minute I think he going to shoot hisself.
Oh, poor Capt. Butler.
Yes, ma'am. Miss Scarlett, she call him a murderer for teaching that child to jump.
She say, "You give me my baby what you kill. "
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.
Stop, Mammy, don't tell me any more.
And then that night...
Mr. Rhett, he locked hisself in the nursery with Miss Bonnie...
and he wouldn't even open the door...
when Miss Scarlett beat on it and hollered to him.
And that's the way it's been for two whole days.
Oh, Mammy.
And then this evening, Miss Scarlett, she shout through the door...
and she say the funeral set for tomorrow morning...
and he says, "You try that and I kills you tomorrow.
"Do you think I's going to put my child...
"in the dark when she's so scared of it?"
Oh, Mammy, he has lost his mind.
Yes, ma'am, that's the God's truth. He ain't going to let us bury that child.
You gotta help us, Miss Melly.
Oh, but I can't intrude.
If you can't help us, who can?
Mr. Rhett always set great store by your opinion.
Please, Miss Melly.
I'll do what I can, Mammy.
Get away from that door, and leave us alone.
It's Mrs. Wilkes, Capt. Butler.
Please let me in.
I've come to see Bonnie.
Oh, Lord...
please help Mr. Rhett in this hour of his grief.
I want you to go and make a good deal of strong coffee...
and bring it up to Capt. Butler. I'll go and see Miss Scarlett.
But...
Capt. Butler is quite willing for the funeral to take place...
tomorrow morning.
Hallelujah. I suspects the angels fights on your side, Miss Melly. Hallelujah.
Miss Melly! Miss Melly!
Miss Melly!
Miss Melly! Miss Melly!
Send for Dr. Meade, Mammy...
and try...
try to get me home.
Miss Melly! Miss Melly!
Where is my mother going away to?
And why can't I go along, please?
We can't always go along, Beau, much as we may want to.
You're going back to bed now.
Oh, Rhett, she can't be dying, she can't be!
She hasn't your strength.
She's never had any strength. She's never had anything but heart.
You knew that, too.
Why do I have to go back to bed? It's morning.
It isn't really morning yet.
You may come in now, Scarlett.
Please let me see her!
I've been waiting here two whole days and I've got to tell her...
that I was wrong about something.
She knows you were wrong. She wants to see Scarlett.
Miss Melly's going to die in peace.
I won't have you easing your conscience telling her things...
that make no difference now. You understand?
It's me, Melly.
Promise me?
Anything.
Look after my little son.
I gave him to you once before.
Remember?
The day he was born.
Please, Melly, don't talk this way. I know you'll get well.
Promise me...
college...
Yes, and Europe, and a pony, whatever he wants. But...
Melly, do try...
Ashley...
Ashley and you.
What about Ashley, Melly?
Look after him for me.
Just as you...
looked after me for him.
I will, Melly.
Look after him...
but never let him know.
Good night.
Promise?
What else, Melly?
Capt. Butler...
be kind to him.
Rhett?
He loves you so.
Yes, Melly.
Goodbye.
You ladies may come in now.
Ashley.
I don't know where the mate to this is.
She must have put it away.
Oh, stop it.
Hold me.
I'm so frightened.
Oh, Scarlett, what can I do? I can't live without her, I can't.
Everything I ever had...
is going with her.
Oh, Ashley.
You really love her, don't you?
She's the only dream I ever had that didn't die in the face of reality.
Dreams! Always dreams with you, never common sense.
Oh, Scarlett! If you knew what I've gone through!
Ashley, you should have told me years ago that you loved her and not me...
and not left me dangling with your talk of honor.
But you had to wait till now, now when Melly's dying...
to show me that I could never mean any more to you than...
than this Watling woman does to Rhett.
And I've loved something that...
that doesn't really exist.
Somehow...
I don't care.
Somehow it doesn't matter.
It doesn't matter one bit.
Ashley, forgive me.
Don't cry. She mustn't see you've been crying.
Ashley!
Melly!
Rhett, Rhett!
Rhett, where are you?
Rhett, wait for me.
Rhett, wait for me!
Rhett.
Come in.
Rhett...
Melanie, she's...
Well, God rest her.
She was the only completely kind person I ever knew.
A great lady.
A very great lady.
So she's dead. That makes it nice for you, doesn't it?
Oh, how can you say such a thing? You know how I loved her, really!
No, I don't know that I do.
But at least it's to your credit that you could appreciate her at the end.
Of course I appreciated her. She thought of everybody except herself.
Why, her last words were about you.
What did she say?
She said:
"Be kind to Capt. Butler. He loves you so. "
Did she say anything else?
She said...
She asked me to look after Ashley, too.
It's convenient to have the first wife's permission, isn't it?
What do you mean?
What are you doing?
I'm leaving you, my dear.
All you need now is a divorce, and your dreams of Ashley can come true.
Oh, no!
No, you're wrong! Terribly wrong!
I don't want a divorce. Oh, Rhett, when I knew tonight...
when I knew I loved you, I ran home to tell you.
Oh, darling, darling...
Please don't go on with this.
Leave us some dignity to remember out of our marriage. Spare us this last.
This last?
Oh, Rhett, do listen to me.
I must have loved you for years, only I was such a stupid fool I didn't know it.
Please believe me. You must care.
Melly said you did.
I believe you. What about Ashley Wilkes?
I never really loved Ashley.
You certainly gave a good imitation of it, up till this morning.
No, Scarlett. I tried everything.
If you'd only met me halfway, even when I came back from London.
I was so glad to see you. I was, Rhett, but you were so nasty.
And then, when you were sick and it was all my fault...
I hoped against hope that you'd call for me, but you didn't.
I wanted you. I wanted you desperately, but I didn't think you wanted me.
It seems we've been at cross-purposes, doesn't it? But it's no use now.
As long as there was Bonnie, there was a chance we might be happy.
I liked to think that Bonnie was you.
A little girl again, before the war and poverty had done things to you.
She was so like you, and I could pet her and spoil her as I wanted to spoil you.
But when she went, she took everything.
Oh, Rhett!
Rhett, please don't say that.
I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry for everything.
My darling, you're such a child.
You think that by saying, "I'm sorry," all the past can be corrected.
Here, take my handkerchief.
Never at any crisis of your life have I known you to have a handkerchief.
Rhett, where are you going?
I'm going to Charleston. Back where I belong.
Please. Please take me with you.
No. I'm through with everything here.
I want peace.
I want to see if somewhere there isn't something left in life of charm and grace.
- Do you know what I'm talking about? - No. I only know that I love you.
That's your misfortune.
Oh, Rhett.
Rhett!
If you go, where shall I go? What shall I do?
Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn.
Oh, I can't let him go! I can't!
There must be some way to bring him back.
I can't think about this now. I'll go crazy if I do!
I'll think about it tomorrow.
But I must think about it.
I must think about it.
What is there to do?
What is there that matters?
Do you mean to tell me, Katie Scarlett O'Hara...
that Tara doesn't mean anything to you? Why, land's the only thing that matters.
It's the only thing that lasts.
Something you love better than me, though you may not know it. Tara.
It's this from which you get your strength. The red earth of Tara.
Why, land's the only thing that matters. It's the only thing that lasts.
Something you love better than me, though you may not know it. Tara.
From which you get your strength. The red earth of Tara.
Why, land's the only thing that matters.
Something you love better than me.
The red earth of Tara.
- Tara! - Tara!
Tara!
Home!
I'll go home!
And I'll think of some way to get him back.
After all...
tomorrow is another day.
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