NICK: In my younger and more vulnerable years...
...my father gave me some advice.
"Always try to see the best in people," he would say.
As a consequence, I'm inclined to reserve all judgments.
But even I have a limit.
Back then, all of us drank too much.
The more in tune with the times we were...
...the more we drank.
And none of us contributed anything new.
When I came back from New York, I was disgusted.
DOCTOR: I see, Mr. Carraway.
NICK: Disgusted with everyone and everything.
Only one man was exempt from my disgust.
One man?
Mr. Carraway?
Gatsby.
DOCTOR: Was he a friend of yours?
He was...
...the single most hopeful person I've ever met.
And am ever likely to meet again.
There was something...
...about him, a sensitivity.
He was like...
He was like one of those machines that register earthquakes 10,000 miles away.
Where'd you meet him?
NICK: At a... At a party...
...in New York.
NICK: In the summer of 1922...
...the tempo of the city approached...
... hysteria.
Stocks reached...
...record peaks...
...and Wall Street boomed...
...in a steady...
...golden roar.
The parties were bigger.
The shows...
...were broader.
The buildings were higher.
The morals were looser and the ban...
...on alcohol had backfired...
...making the liquor cheaper.
Wall Street was luring the young and ambitious.
And I was one of them.
I rented a house 20 miles from the city on Long Island.
I lived at West Egg...
...in a forgotten groundskeeper's cottage, squeezed among the mansions...
...of the newly rich.
To get started, I bought a dozen volumes on credit, banking and investments.
All new to me.
MAN [OVER RADIO]: The stock market...
...hit another high. CLERK: The market's moving up, up, up!
Well, of course, nothing is 100 percent. I wouldn't go investing every penny.
NICK: At Yale I dreamed of being a writer...
...but I gave all that up.
With the sun shining...
...and the bursts of leaves on the trees...
...I planned to spend...
...the summer studying.
[MOTORBOAT ENGINE RUNNING]
And I probably would have...
...were it not...
...for the riotous...
...amusements that beckoned...
...from beyond...
...the walls of that...
...colossal castle...
...owned by a gentleman I had...
...not yet met...
...named Gatsby.
DOCTOR'. So...
...he was your neighbor.
My neighbor.
Yeah.
When I think about it, the history of the summer really began...
...the night I drove over to my cousin Daisy's for dinner.
She lived across the bay in old moneyed...
,,.East E99-
[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]
Her husband was heir to one of America's wealthiest families.
His name...
...was Tom...
...Buchanan.
[TELEPHONE RINGING]
When we were...
...at Yale together, he'd been...
...a sporting star. But now his glory days were behind him and he...
- ...contented himself with... - Telephone, Monsieur Buchanan.
MYRTLE: It's me. NICK:...other affairs.
I thought I told you not to call me here.
Boaz!
Shakespeare!
- Tom! Oh! - Ha-ha-ha!
How's the great American novel coming?
I'm selling bonds with Walter Chase's outfit.
Let's say after dinner, you and I, we go into town.
- I can't. - Catch up with the old wolf pack.
- Big day on the job tomorrow. - Nonsense! We're going.
First team, all-American.
You see?
Made me who I am today.
Forest Hills.
Played the Prince of Wales. What a sissy.
Life is...
...something you dominate.
If you're any good.
Oh!
[TOM LAUGHS]
Oh.
DAISY: Hey.
[DAISY YAWNS]
[DAISY CHUCKLES]
TOM: Henri!
Where are you?
The doors.
Close them.
[HENRI SPEAKS IN FRENCH]
Sorry. Thank you.
DAISY: Is that you, my lovely?
NICK: Daisy Buchanan, the golden girl.
A breathless...
...warmth flowed from her.
A promise that there was no one else...
...in the world she...
...so wanted to see.
Do they miss me in Chicago?
Yes. Um, at least a dozen people send their love.
How gorgeous.
They're absolutely in mourning.
- They're crying. Yes. DAISY: No.
- I don't believe you. NICK: Wailing.
DAISY: I don't believe you. - They're screaming.
"Daisy Buchanan...
...we can't live...
- ...without you!" - I'm paralyzed with happiness.
NICK: Whoa!
Whoa! Oh!
Jordan Baker...
...a very...
...famous golfer.
Oh.
NICK: She was the most frightening person I'd ever seen.
Well, I've seen your face on the cover of Sporting Life.
Nick Carraway.
But I enjoyed looking at her.
JORDAN: I've been lying on that sofa...
...for as long as I can remember.
This summer I'll fling you two together. I'll push you into linen closets...
...and out to sea in boats!
- I'm not listening to a word. - So, Nick...
...Daisy tells me...
...that you're over in West Egg...
...throwing your lot in...
...with those social-climbing...
...primitive new-money types.
My little shack's just a cardboard box at 80 a month.
Your life is adorable.
JORDAN: I know somebody in West Egg.
I don't know a single person...
...that side of the bay.
You must know Gatsby.
Gatsby?
What Gatsby?
Madame, the dinner is servi.
DAISY: Would you like to hear...
...a family secret?
- That's why I came over. DAISY: It's about the butler's nose.
Things went from bad to worse.
TOM: I hate that word "hulking."
I heard a rumor that you were getting married...
...to a girl out West. NICK: It's a libel.
- I'm too poor. JORDAN: They have to be old...
...so they die quickly.
NICK: Can't we talk about something else?
Anything. Crops.
You're making me feel uncivilized...
...Daisy.
TOM: Civilization's going to pieces.
Have you read The Rise of the Colored Empires...
...by this fellow Goddard? Everybody ought to...
...read it. The idea is...
...that it's up to us, the dominant race...
...to watch out or these...
...other races...
...will have control of things.
Tom's very profound lately. He reads deep books with long words in them.
TOM: It's been proved.
It's scientific.
We've got to beat them down.
[TELEPHONE RINGING]
HENRI: Buchanan residence.
Monsieur Wilson, from the garage.
Monsieur Buchanan.
Excuse me, I'll be right back.
I'm sorry.
- Well, this Mr. Gatsby you spoke of... TOM: I'm working on it.
NICK:...he's my neighbor. - Shh! Don't talk.
I wanna hear what happens.
DAISY: I don't care what you do...
Something happening?
- Why, I thought everybody knew. - Well, I don't.
JORDAN: Tom's got some...
...woman in New York. NICK: Got some woman?
She might have the decency not to telephone at dinnertime. Don't you think?
DAISY: Is that too much to ask? TOM: Daisy, don't create a scene.
I love seeing you at my table.
You remind me of a rose. An absolute rose...
...doesn't he? TOM: So after dinner...
I'm not like a rose.
TOM: ...Nick wanted to go into town.
To the Yale Club.
Nicky, stay.
I have to work early.
Nonsense.
DAISY: There's so much to talk about. TOM: It's just...
...for a drink or two.
[TELEPHONE RINGING]
NICK: None of us...
...could ignore that fifth guest's shrill...
...metallic urgency.
DAISY: Nicky. NICK: What?
It's just, well, you see, I think everything's terrible anyhow.
- Really? - Yes.
I've been everywhere and seen everything and done everything.
I've had a very bad time, Nicky.
I'm pretty cynical about everything.
Your daughter, I suppose she...
...talks and eats and everything?
DAISY: Pammy?
Oh, yes.
Listen, Nick, when she was born...
...Tom was God knows where...
...with God knows whom.
And I asked...
...the nurse if it was a boy or a girl.
And she said it was a girl...
...and I wept:
"I'm glad it's a girl.
And I hope she'll be a fool.
That's the best thing a girl in this world can be.
A beautiful little fool."
All the bright, precious things fade so fast.
And they don't come back.
NICK: When I arrived home...
...I noticed that a figure...
...had emerged on my neighbor's dock.
And something told me it was...
...Mr. Gatsby.
He seemed to be reaching toward...
...something out there in the dark.
The green light.
I don't wanna talk about this, doctor.
Then write about it.
- Write about it? - Yes.
Why would I do that?
DOCTOR: You said yourself writing...
...brought you solace.
Yeah, well, it didn't bring anyone else much solace.
I wasn't any good.
No one need ever read it.
You could always burn it.
What would I write about?
Anything-
Whatever brings you ease:
a memory...
...a thought, a place.
Write it down.
A place.
[TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING]
The Valley of Ashes was a grotesque place.
New York's dumping ground halfway between West Egg and the city...
...where the burnt-out coal that powered...
...the booming golden city...
...was discarded by men who...
...moved dimly and already...
...crumbling through the powdery air.
This fantastic farm...
...was ever watched by Dr. T.J. Eckleburg...
...a forgotten oculist whose eyes brooded over it all...
...like the eyes...
...of God.
Tom had invited me to town, apparently for lunch at the Yale Club...
...but...
...the day took...
...an unexpected...
...turn.
Come on.
- Come on! - What do you mean?
Trust me!
NICK: What are we doing? CONDUCTOR: Where are you going?
Jump!
- What are you doing? TOM: Jump, come on!
- Tom! TOM: Come on!
NICK: Oh, God.
Tom, wait. Wait a second, would you?
TOM: Dominate, Nick!
Dominate!
Hello, Wilson.
How's business?
Yeah, I can't complain.
Uh...
So when are you gonna...
- ...sell me that car? - Oh, I've still got my man working on it.
Yeah, well, he works pretty slow, don't he?
Maybe I'd better sell it somewhere else.
WILSON: Oh, no, no, no.
I wasn't saying that. I was-
MYRTLE: If it's business, you should be talking...
...to me.
Get some chairs...
...why don't you, so somebody can sit down.
WILSON: Uh, sure.
Yeah, let's talk business.
Sure.
I'll get the chairs.
Myrtle...
...why don't you entertain? MYRTLE: Hurry up.
- Hi. - Hi.
WILSON: Mr. Buchanan.
Candy?
- No, thank you. WILSON: No?
TOM: Mrs. Wilson, Nick Carraway.
Oh.
A pleasure.
Nick's a writer.
Oh.
I'm in bonds actually.
I want you...
...get on the next train.
MYRTLE: Now?
Yes.
Can we get the dog?
- For the apartment? - Whatever you want.
Hey, Mr. Buchanan!
You want a soda?
- I'm fine. WILSON: No?
Call your sister. She'll like him.
No, no, no. That's all right, thank you.
Catherine's said to be very good-looking by people who know.
Oh, really, I can't.
Hey-
You wanna embarrass Myrtle?
That's rude.
[BED SPRINGS SQUEAKING]
[MYRTLE SQUEALS]
[TOM MOANS]
[WHIMPERS]
[MYRTLE AND TOM MOANING]
I'm Catherine.
Ain't we having a party?
Um, I'm not sure...
...now's a good time.
I'm just going. Actually, there are peop-
Hello!
Oh, Chester, this must be the cousin.
- Oh, you are adorable. - Oh, thank you.
Chester McKee. Pleasure to meet you.
NICK: Nick Carraway. CATHERINE: Come on...
- ...don't you like me? - Oh. Heh. A plant.
Myrtle!
[GASPS]
[MRS. MCKEE & MYRTLE SQUEAL]
Myrtle turtle!
I really must go.
Get everybody a drink before they fall asleep.
Torn, I'm just leaving now.
Nick.
Wait.
- I'm going. I've gotta get out of here. - Nonsense!
Go on in there and talk to Catherine.
I'm not comfortable. Daisy's my cousin.
Listen, I know you like to watch. I remember that from college.
No, no, no, I don't make any judgment.
We have all summer.
Now, do you wanna sit on the sideline and watch, or do you wanna play ball?
Play ball.
- Ain't we good enough for you? MYRTLE: Come on!
Come on! Come on.
He's gonna sit on the side and watch, huh?
Or is he gonna play ball?
Take off your hat and stay a while.
TOM: Oh, hey, Nick. McKee...
- ...is in the artistic game. - Photography.
TOM: Nick's artistic. - No.
- No, no, no. - Really?
- I write a little, but... CATHERINE: Really?
Do you live on Long Island too?
- I live at West Egg. - I was there at a party...
...about a month ago. A man named Gatsbys. Do you know him?
I live right next door to him.
He's a cousin of Kaiser Wilhelm's.
- You know, the evil German king? - Really?
TOM: Hey, McKee!
- Take a picture of that. MYRTLE: Ah!
Don't, I'm not one of those models.
You can if you want.
Neither of them can stand the person they're married to.
Doesn't she like Wilson either?
MYRTLE: He's a greasy...
...little scumbag.
No, thanks, I feel just as good on nothing at all.
Nerve pills.
I get them from a doctor in Queens.
Do you want one?
Oh, no. My nerves are fine, thanks.
NICK: I had been drunk just twice in my life.
And the second time was that afternoon.
[PLAYING]
That night, in the hidden...
...flat that Torn kept for Myrtle...
...we were buoyed by a sort of...
...chemical madness.
A willingness...
...of the heart that burst...
...thunderously upon us all.
And suddenly, I began...
...to like New York.
This is better than the Yale Club.
High...
...over the city...
...our yellow...
...windows must have contributed their share...
...of human secrets...
...to the casual...
...watcher in the street.
And I was him...
...too...
...looking up and wondering.
I was within...
...and without.
Enchanted and repelled...
...by the inexhaustible variety of life.
TOM: You have got no right...
...to speak her name.
Daisy, Daisy, Daisy!
- You got no right to speak her name! - I'll speak her name whenever-
- Oh, my God, you are crazy! TOM: You whore!
MYRTLE: They're gonna arrest you!
I have no clue how I got home...
...but I do know that I...
...awoke with a distinctly...
...uneasy feeling...
...that Gatsby was watching me.
DOCTOR: Watching you?
Yes.
Gatsby...
...was always watching me.
And how did you know that?
I got an invitation.
I was...
...the only one.
By which I mean no one except me...
...ever received an actual invitation to Gatsby's.
You see, the rest of New York...
...simply came uninvited.
The whole city packed into automobiles.
And all weekend, every weekend...
...ended up at Gatsby's.
MAN: Yeah!
NICK: And I mean everyone...
...from every walk of life...
...from every corner...
...of New York City...
...this kaleidoscopic...
...carnival...
...spilled...
- ...through Gatsby's door. MAN: Out of the way!
My invitation. Oh.
[CHATTERING]
Sir, my invitation.
This Way!
[ORGAN PLAYING UPBEAT DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Hey!
NICK: A caravanserai...
...of billionaire playboy publishers and their blond nurses.
Heiresses comparing inheritances on Gatsby's beach.
My boss, Walter Chase, losing money at the roulette tables.
Gossip columnists alongside...
...gangsters and governors exchanging telephone numbers.
Film stars...
...Broadway directors...
...morality protectors...
...high school defectors.
And Ewing Klipspringer, dubious descendent of Beethoven.
Do you know where I might find the host, Mr. Gatsby? I live next door.
BARTENDER: Gatsby?
I've never seen Mr. Gatsby.
Why, no one has.
NICK: Alone...
...and embarrassed...
...I decided...
...to get roaring...
...drunk.
[CROWD CHEERS]
Wow.
JORDAN: I thought I might see you here.
- Hello. - I remembered...
...you live next door.
It's like an amusement park.
Shall we?
NICK: Did you get an invitation? - People aren't...
...invited to Gatsby's.
Well, I was.
Seems I'm the only one.
Who is this Gatsby?
- He was a German spy during the war. JORDAN: Teddy Barton...
...Nick Carraway.
NICK: A German spy?
No, no, no. He's the Kaiser's assassin.
I heard he killed a man once.
MAN 1: True. MAN 2: Kills for fun, free of charge.
He's certainly richer than God.
You don't really believe he killed a man, do you?
Let's go find him and you can ask him yourself.
TRIMALCHIO: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome to the stage...
...the incredible...
...Miss Gilda Gray!
[CROWD CHEERS & APPLAUDS]
[FERGIE'S "A LITTLE PARTY NEVER KILLED NOBODY" PLAYS]
The Charleston!
At least I miss
Trips around the world
Don't mean a thing
If I ain't your girl
I ain't got time
For you baby
Either you're mine Or you're not
Mr. Gatsby?
Sweet baby
Come on.
Right here, right now
[JORDAN GASPS]
JORDAN: But you are mistaken!
For I am...
...the mysterious...
...Mr. Gatsby.
OWL EYES: You won't find him.
This house...
...and everything in it...
...are all part...
...of an elaborate disguise.
But Mr. Gatsby doesn't exist.
Phooey. I've met him.
Really? Which one?
The prince?
The spy?
The murderer?
I cannot find anyone...
...who knows anything real about...
...Mr. Gatsby.
Well, I don't care.
He gives large parties...
...and I like large parties.
They're so intimate.
Small parties, there isn't any privacy.
But if that's true...
...what's all this for?
OWL EYES: That, my dear fellow...
...is the question.
A little party never
Killed nobody
So we gonna dance
Until we drop
A little party never killed
Nobody
Right here, right now ls all we got
A little party
Never killed nobody
NICK: May I have this dance?
TEDDY: You penniless pantywaist.
A little party never killed
Oh, yeah.
Nobody
[CROWD CHEERS]
TEDDY: I'm stealing...
...her away.
TRIMALCHIO: Ladies and gentlemen... TEDDY: Come on.
...a jazz history of the world...
...and accompanying...
...fireworks!
JORDAN: Come on. Nick. TEDDY: Look around you.
Rich girls don't marry poor boys.
She's mine.
MAN: Your face is familiar.
Weren't you in the Third Division during the war?
NICK: Oh, yes, the 9th Battalion. MAN: I was in the 7th.
MAN: I knew you looked familiar. Having a good time, old sport?
NICK: The whole thing's incredible.
I live just next door.
He sent me an actual invitation. Seems I'm the only one.
I still haven't met Mr. Gatsby.
No one's met him.
They say he's third cousin to the Kaiser and second cousin to the devil.
MAN: I'm afraid I haven't been a very good host...
...old sport.
You see...
...I'm Gatsby.
You're...
[BAND PLAYING "RHAPSODY IN BLUE"]
NICK: His smile was one of those...
...rare smiles that you may come across...
...four or five times in life.
It seemed to understand...
...you and believe in you just as you would like to be understood...
...and believed in.
Sorry, old sport. I thought you knew.
Please just- I don't know what to say.
- Please forgive me. I've had... - it's quite all right.
- ...so much to drink. - Yes?
Mr. Gatsby, sir.
Chicago on the wire.
I'll be in in just a minute.
I'm taking my new hydroplane out in the morning.
Would you like to go with me?
What time?
The time that suits you.
Well, that's very kind of you.
Lovely to see you again, Miss Baker.
If there's...
...anything that you want...
...just ask for it, old sport.
Excuse me. I will...
...rejoin you later.
I expected him to be...
JORDAN: Old and fat? NICK: Yes.
Young men don't just drift coolly out of nowhere...
...and buy a palace on Long Island.
[FIREWORKS EXPLODE]
JORDAN: He told me once...
...he was an Oxford man.
However, I don't believe it.
Why not?
JORDAN: I don't know. I just don't believe he went there.
HERZOG: I beg your pardon.
Miss Baker, Mr. Gatsby would like to speak to you.
Alone.
Me?
HERZOG: Yes, madam.
[PEOPLE CHATTERING]
[LAUGHS]
JORDAN: Nick!
I've just heard the most shocking thing.
Where have you been? The car's waiting.
JORDAN: Simply amazing. It all makes sense.
It all makes sense.
Come on.
- What makes sense? JORDAN: Everything!
Come on, this is crazy! We gotta...
...get out of here. JORDAN: Here I am tantalizing you...
...when I swore I wouldn't tell.
Just tell me.
Oh, Nick, I'm sorry, I swore.
I swore I wouldn't tell.
Sorry to keep her from you, old sport.
- Ah. - Don't forget...
...we're going up in that hydroplane tomorrow.
Yes.
Mr. Gatsby, sir...
- ...Philadelphia on the phone. - Yes.
Night, old sport.
Good night.
Thank you.
[CAR CRASHES]
OWL EYES: What's the matter?
You run out of gas?
Nick! Come and see me!
We'll have tea next week.
I'm in the phone book.
I'll call you up.
NICK: Well, we rode in the hydroplane.
And I attended...
...two more of his parties.
Even made use of his beach.
But you know, doctor, I realized...
...that I knew absolutely nothing about Gatsby at all.
Until...
[CAR APPROACHES]
[WALLS RATTLE]
It's pretty, isn't it, old sport? Haven't you ever seen it before?
It's all a custom job.
Supercharged engine.
Get dressed.
We're going to lunch.
- Oh, well. - Yeah.
GATSBY: Look here, old sport.
What is your opinion of me, anyhow?
'Yes! '
Yes, your opinion.
[CAR HORN HONKS]
I don't want you to get the wrong impression...
...from all these bizarre accusations you must be hearing.
A pack of lies, I guarantee. You've heard the stories?
Oh.
I will tell you God's truth. God's truth about myself.
I am the son of very wealthy people from the Middle West.
Sadly, all of them are dead.
I was brought up in America...
...but educated at Oxford...
...because all my ancestors...
...have been educated there for years. It's a family tradition.
NICK: The way he spoke.
No wonder people thought he was lying.
After my family died, I ran into a great deal of money.
After that, I lived like a prince...
...in all the capitals of Europe.
NICK: Oh, Europe.
GATBSY: Yes, Europe.
Paris, Venice...
...Rome, Vienna...
...Zurich, Helsinki...
...Moscow, Istanbul...
...collecting jewels...
...chiefly rubies...
...hunting big game...
...painting a little, things for myself only.
Trying to forget something sad...
NICK: Just when I thought...
...it couldn't be any more fantastical...
- Then came the war, old sport. - ...he became...
...a war hero, single-handedly defeating the German army.
In the Argonne Forest, I took two machine gun detachments so far...
We were outnumbered 5 to 1.
There was a half a mile gap...
There wasn't a single German soldier left standing.
We stayed there two days and two nights.
Saw were piles of dead.
One hundred and thirty men with only 16 Lewis guns.
Every Allied government gave me a medal.
Even Montenegro.
Here.
That's from Montenegro.
NICK: "Major Jay Gatsby for...
- ...valor extraordinary." - Valor extraordinary. That's right.
And this is something I always carry with me, a souvenir of Oxford days.
That was taken in Trinity quad. The man on my left...
...is now the Earl of Doncaster. NICK: What could I say?
The photograph was undoubtedly authentic.
Could it all be true?
GATSBY: Of course, you don't need to take my word for it, old sport.
At lunch, I'm going to introduce you to one of...
...New York's most distinguished businessmen...
...a Mr. Meyer Wolfshiem, my good friend.
He will confirm all I have told you...
- ...and vouch for my good character. - That's not necessary.
GATSBY: Oh, but it is, though.
I thought you ought to know something...
...about my life. I didn't want you to think I was...
Well...
...I didn't want you to think I was some nobody.
You see, old sport, I'm going to make a very big request of you today.
A big request?
Yes.
Miss Baker will explain everything...
...when you take her to tea.
NICK: Jordan? What's she got to do with it?
GATSBY: Well, I assure you...
...it's nothing underhand.
Miss Baker's an honest sportswoman. She wouldn't do...
...anything that wasn't all right.
[SIREN WAILING]
Pull over!
- Pull over to the curb! - All right, old sport. All right.
Right you are!
I'll know you next time...
...Mr. Gatsby!
- Excuse me. - Thank you.
One of your old Oxford pals?
Well, I was able to do the commissioner a favor once.
He sends me a Christmas card every year.
I imagine he'll be at lunch too. Heh.
NICK: By the time...
...we reached the bridge, I was impossibly confused.
I didn't know what to think.
But the city seen from the Queensboro Bridge...
...is always the city seen for the first time...
...in its first wild promise of all the mystery...
...and the beauty...
...in the world.
Anything...
...can happen now that we've slid over...
...this bridge, I thought.
Anything at all.
Even Gatsby could happen.
MAN: Yes, absolutely.
Oh!
Ah!
My boy!
GATSBY: Meyer, Meyer, Meyer.
Mm. Smell so good.
- Look at you! GATSBY: Look at you.
Mr. Carraway, this is my good friend, Mr. Meyer Wolfshiem.
A wonderful pleasure...
- ...Mr. Carraway. - My pleasure.
I know all about you.
- I see. WOLFSHIEM: Yes! Mr. Gatsby's...
...always talking about you. NICK: Really?
Shall we?
WOLFSHIEM: Come.
Join us for a little...
"lunch.
[SINGING] Hundred, hundred, hundred dollar bills
Yeah!
- Hands off! OFFICER: Out! Out you go!
MAN 1: Get off me!
Tell Walter Chase he keeps his mouth shut...
...or he doesn't get a penny.
GATSBY: We'll talk about...
...that later. HEAD WAITER: Highballs, Mr. Gatsby?
Highballs it is.
HEAD WAITER: All right. - You take care of my friend.
Look who's here.
GATSBY: You see these fists?
He's the next heavyweight...
- ...champion. - Pay my respects to your boss.
Hey, Jay!
You're under arrest! Ha-ha-ha!
You be careful, now. You're turning into a real jazz hound, commissioner.
Bang,bang!
- That's the commissioner. WAITER 1: Mr. Gatsby...
...your table is ready.
MAN 2: Gatsby! - Good to see you.
WOLFSHIEM: Yeah, that's fantastic.
You be careful at those tables now...
...senator.
I'll put a bet on for you, Jay!
Hundred dollar bills
We'll have the lobster.
It's decorated with truffles and fine herbs.
Hundred dollar bills
WOLFSHIEM: So...
...how is the bond business, Mr. Carraway?
Fine. Thank you.
I understand you're looking for...
- ...a business connection. - No. No, no, no.
No, no, no.
This isn't the man, Meyer.
This is the friend...
...that I told you about.
Oh, I beg your pardon.
I had a wrong man.
[CHUCKLES]
GATSBY: If you'll excuse me, I have to make...
...that call.
Any luck, senator?
WOLFSH I EM: What a gentleman.
From one of the finest families in the Midwest.
Sadly, all dead now.
When I first made the pleasure of...
...Mr. Gatsby's acquaintance just after the war...
...I knew I'd discovered a man of fine breeding.
A war hero.
Such medals.
And...
...an Oxford man.
You know Oxford?
Yes, I've heard of it.
WOLFSHIEM: Then you'd know that when it comes to married women...
...a man like this can be trusted.
With a friend...
...with someone like you...
...he'd never so much as look at your wife.
I'm not married.
But you work on Wall Street, right?
Yes.
Ah.
Looking at my tiepin?
Finest specimen of human...
...molar.
GATSBY: Gentlemen.
Everything all right?
Yes! Yes. We...
We were just talking about other people's wives.
Other people's wives?
- Yes. - Really?
WOLFSHIEM: Well, my work here is done. I'm going to leave you gentlemen...
...to talk about your sports and your women.
Other people's wives.
WOLFSHIEM: Hello, ladies.
Ooh.
NICK: Who is he, anyhow?
An actor?
Meyer?
No, no. He's a gambler.
He's the man who fixed the 1919 World Series.
Fixed it?
Fixed it.
Well, how'd he manage that?
Saw the opportunity, I suppose.
He's a very smart man.
[AUDIENCE APPLAUDS]
Now, old sport, about Miss Baker and that request we spoke of.
TOM: Nick? Nick!
NICK: Tom! Funny seeing you!
TOM: How have you been? NICK: Yeah.
- Good. - Nick, Daisy is furious...
- ...that you haven't called. - Hey...
...Mr. Gatsby, this is Mr. Buchanan.
It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance.
Yeah.
Never would have expected to find you in this temple...
...of virtue. NICK: I was having lunch...
...with Mr. Gatsby.
MAITRED': Can I help you, sir? NICK: Jordan Baker...
...the famous sporting star? The golfer? I see.
I've spotted her. Thank you.
There you are.
What game are you and Gatsby...
Playing at?
- The gentleman will be joining-? - Excuse me.
- Nick, please. NICK: It's all rather...
...strange. He picks me up in his fancy car.
- Going on about... - Keep your...
- ...his life. - ...voice down.
People can hear you.
What is...
...this enormous request?
He wants you to invite Daisy to tea.
Daisy?
And Gatsby.
Why?
I don't quite know where to start.
You see, I didn't realize until the other night that...
...I'd met Gatsby.
Five years ago. In Louisville.
It was the day I got my new English golf shoes.
Daisy...
...was by far the most popular girl with...
...the officers from Camp Taylor.
DAISY: Hello, Jordan.
One of them was...
...in the car with her.
It was Gatsby.
The way he looked at her is the way...
...all girls want to be looked at.
NICK: So...
...tell me what happened.
Well, I don't know.
Charge!
JORDAN". Gatsby was sent off...
...to war.
When the war ended...
...Daisy waited.
But for some unknown reason, Gatsby couldn't return.
A year later, Tom Buchanan of Chicago swept in and stole her away.
He gave her a string of pearls worth $350,000.
But the morning of the wedding...
- ...Daisy received a letter. DAISY: Tell them...
...Daisy's changed her mind!
DAISY'S MOTHER: What is this? JORDAN: Daisy, please!
- Hand it to me! - No!
Leave me alone!
DAISY'S MOTHER: Jordan, no one must know about this.
NICK: What was in the letter? JORDAN: I don't know.
She wouldn't tell me.
But it was too late.
That day at 5:00, Daisy Fay...
...married Tom Buchanan...
...with more pomp and circumstance than Louisville had ever seen.
MAN: Congratulations, Mr. Buchanan!
After the honeymoon, I saw them in Santa Barbara.
Well, it was touching, really. I'd never seen...
...a girl so in love with her husband.
A week later, Tom...
...crashed his car.
The girl with him was a chambermaid at the Santa Barbara Hotel.
It got into all the papers.
NICK: It's a strange coincidence. JORDAN: What is?
NICK: The fact that Gatsby's house is just across the bay.
It's no coincidence.
He bought that house to be near her.
He threw all those parties hoping she'd wander in one night.
He constantly asked about Daisy. I was just the first person that knew her.
All that for a girl he hasn't seen in five years.
And now he just wants me to invite her over to tea.
The modesty of it.
JORDAN: Kind of takes your breath...
- ...away, doesn't it? - Evening, sweethearts. Where are...
...you kids going?
JORDAN: Long Island, please. NICK: And you think...
...I should. I mean, does Daisy want to see Gatsby?
She's absolutely not to know.
You're supposed to invite her over...
...so he can happen to pass by.
NICK: I remember feeling torn.
Was it right to bring my cousin Daisy, a married woman...
...together with a man I hardly knew?
When I returned home, Gatsby's was lit from tower to cellar...
...as if for another wild party.
But there wasn't a sound.
NICK: Thank you. TAXI DRIVER: Have a good night.
Your place looks like the World's Fair...
...or Coney Island.
- Does it? - Yes.
Well, I've just been glancing...
...into some of the rooms. What do you say we...
...go to Coney Island? We could take my car.
Oh, uh, it's too late tonight.
We could take a plunge in the pool. I haven't made use of it all summer.
I must go to bed.
All right.
Happy to do it.
I'm going to call Daisy and...
- ...invite her to tea. - That's all right-
- What day would suit you? - What day would suit you?
I don't want to put you to any trouble.
Day after tomorrow all right?
Day after tomorrow?
Well, I- I'd-
See, I'd want to get the grass cut.
Uh...
Well, look here, old sport.
You don't make much money, do you?
- Not really. - If you'll forgive me...
You see, I happen to run a little business on the side. A sort of sideline.
You understand what I'm saying, right? You do sell bonds...
...don't you, old sport?
- I'm trying to. - Right.
Well, happens to be a rather...
...confidential sort of thing...
...but you might make a nice bit of money.
- No, thank you. I have my hands full. - You wouldn't have to do...
...any business with Wolfshiem, I assure you.
It's a favor, Jay. Just a favor.
Yes. Happy to do it.
- Favor? - Yes.
Hm.
Well, good night.
Good night.
[CHATTERING]
Good morning.
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
One of the papers says they thought the rain would stop about 4.
I think it was the... I think it was the Journal.
Ah.
GATSBY: Just in to the right, gentlemen. To the right...
...in the living room. Thank you.
Is everything all right?
NICK: The grass looks fine, if that's what you mean.
Grass?
What grass?
I bought cakes.
[TICKING]
Have you-
Have you got everything you need?
Perhaps more flowers.
I think they did a fine job, don't you?
Beautiful.
You think it's too much?
Uh, I think it's what you want.
I think so too.
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
I can't...
...wait all day.
I'm leaving.
Don't be silly. It's two minutes to 4.
No one's coming to tea! It's too-
[CAR HORN HONKS]
It's her!
Is this absolutely where you live, my dearest one?
NICK: Yes, it suits me.
DAISY: Why did I have...
...to come alone? Are you in love with me?
NICK: Oh, it's the secret of Carraway Castle.
- Tell your chauffeur to go far away. - Come back in an hour...
...Ferdie.
His name is Ferdie.
[GASPS]
DAISY: Oh.
Oh. My goodness.
I can't believe it.
You... Did you ransack a greenhouse?
He is in love with me.
Would you?
That's funny.
What's funny?
[RAPPING ON DOOR]
Ah.
What are you doing?
I'm certainly glad to see you again.
Hi. I'm...
I'm certainly glad to see you, as well.
[WATER BOILING]
We've... We've...
We've met before.
I'll have someone come repair this...
...immediately.
Sorry about the clock.
- That's an old clock. - Lovely, though.
- A lovely clock. - Yes.
We haven't met for many years.
Five years next November.
Tea?
- Yes, thank you, old sport. - Thank you.
NICK: Lemon or sugar? - Neither.
Plain. Thank you.
I just have to pop...
- ...into town. - Town?
I'll be right back.
Nick, I've...
...gotta speak to you.
NICK: Yes. I'll be right back. GATSBY: God.
This was a mistake. This was a terrible, terrible mistake.
You're just embarrassed. Daisy's embarrassed too.
- She's embarrassed? - Yes.
Just as much as you are.
- Don't talk so loud. - Hey.
You're acting like a little boy. You're being rude. Daisy's...
- ...in there all alone and you're- - Shh.
NICK: Looking over my story so far...
...I'm reminded that for the second time that summer...
...I was guarding other people's secrets.
Once again, I was within...
...and without.
[DAISY AND GATSBY CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY]
[RATTLING]
NICK: Ahem!
It's stopped raining.
GATSBY: Yes.
It has, hasn't it?
What do you think of that, Daisy?
Come look.
DAISY: Oh, Nicky. How funny.
Look, it's my house.
Just there across the bay.
GATSBY: I know.
I have the same view from my place.
Where's your place?
Nick...
...I want you and Daisy to come over to my house. I'd like to show her around.
You sure you want me to come?
Absolutely, old sport.
Absolutely.
Ladner, open the gates.
LADNER: Open the gates!
I had the gates brought in from a castle in Normandy.
Oh, Jay.
- It's so grand. GATSBY: You like it?
I love it.
But how do you live here...
- ...all alone? - Well, I don't.
I keep it always full of interesting, celebrated people.
Come with me.
The house looks well, doesn't it?
See the way the whole front catches the light like that?
Oh, it's splendid.
DAISY: Come on, you two. I want...
...the royal tour.
You must understand that I like all things that are modern. Presses the orange...
...it all comes out there.
NICK: Yay!
GATSBY: Anyone for a round of golf?
DAISY: You do know I'm a champion golfer? - Great!
GATSBY: Well, go on.
I thought we could...
GATSBY: Remarkable little camera. Latest design.
DAISY: I'll show you how it's done.
GATSBY: Nick, keep filming. NICK: All right.
GATSBY: She's gonna take a swing. NICK: I'm ready.
Aim. Fore!
DAISY: I'm such a brute.
NICK: You ready for your close-up? - I don't want to forget...
...a single moment. NICK: You're shimmering.
GATSBY: She looks like she could be on the cover of Vogue.
DAISY: Turn on the camera!
NICK: Where did you go? GATSBY: Slow down.
Slow down.
DAISY: Ahh.
It's beautiful.
GATSBY: It's a custom Wurlitzer. DAISY: Can anyone...
...play that?
Klipspringer can. Someone wake Ewing.
- Of course, sir. DAISY: Music!
And then we can dance...
...all night. GATSBY: Ewing's a genius, plays anything.
DAISY: Then I demand a Charleston. - She makes it look so splendid...
...don't you think, old sport?
GATSBY: I have a man in England...
...who buys me clothes.
DAISY: I've never seen anything like it.