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What do we care if we were expelled
from college?

The war is gonna start any day.
We would've left college anyhow.

War! lsn't it exciting, Scarlett?

Do you know those Yankees
actually want a war?

-We'll show 'em.
-Fiddle-dee-dee!

War, war, war!

This war talk's spoiling all the fun
at every party this spring.

I get so bored I could scream!

-Besides, there isn't going to be any war.
-Not gonna be any war?

Why, honey, of course
there's going to be a war!

If either of you says "war" just once again,
I'll go in the house and slam the door.

-But, Scarlett, honey--
-Don't you want us to have a war?

Well...

...but remember...

...l warned you.

I've got an idea.

We'll talk about the Wilkes' barbecue
at Twelve Oaks.

That's a good idea.
Aren't you eating barbecue with us?

I hadn't thought about that yet.
I'll think about that tomorrow.

We want all your waltzes.

First Brent, then me, then Brent,
then me again and so on.

-Promise?
-I'd just love to.

If only I didn't have
every one of them taken already.

Why, honey, you can't do that to us.

-How about if we tell you a secret?
-A secret? Who about?

Do you know Miss Melanie Hamilton
from Atlanta?

Ashley Wilkes' cousin.
She's visiting the Wilkes'--

That goody-goody!
Who wants to know a secret about her?

Anyway, we heard, that is, they say--

-Ashley Wilkes is gonna marry her.
-The Wilkeses always marry their cousins.

Now do we get those waltzes?

Of course.

-I'll bet the other boys will be hopping mad.
-Let 'em be mad. We two can handle 'em!

It can't be true. Ashley loves me!

Scarlett!

What has gotten into her?

Do you suppose we made her mad?

Where're you goin' without your shawl,
and the night air fixin' to set in?

How come you didn't ask them gentlemen
to stay for supper?

You ain't got no more manners
than a field hand...

...after me and Miss Ellen done labored
with you.

Miss Scarlett, come on in the house!

Come on in before you catch
your death of dampness.

No! I'll wait for Pa to come home
from the Wilkes'.

Come on in here!

Come on!

Quittin' time!

Who says it's quittin' time?

I says it's quittin' time.

I's the foreman. I's the one that says
when it's quittin' time at Tara!

Quittin' time!

Quittin' time!

There's none in the county can touch you,
and none in the state.

Pa!

So it's proud of yourself, you are.

Well, Katie Scarlett O'Hara!

So, you've been spying on me,
and like your sister, Suellen...

...you'll tell your mother
I was jumping again.

Pa, you know I'm no tattletale like Suellen,
but it does seem to me...

...after you broke your knee last year
jumping that same fence--

I'll not have me own daughter tellin' me
what I shall jump and not jump.

It's my own neck, so it is.

All right, Pa, you jump what you please.
How are they all over at Twelve Oaks?

The Wilkeses?

Just as you'd expect with the barbecue
tomorrow and talking nothing but war.

Oh, bother the war.
Was there anyone else there?

Their cousin, Melanie Hamilton,
from Atlanta and her brother, Charles.

Melanie Hamilton!

She's a pale-faced, mealy-mouthed ninny.
I hate her.

Ashley Wilkes doesn't think so.

Ashley Wilkes couldn't like anyone like her.

What's your interest in Ashley
and Miss Melanie?

It's nothing. Let's go into the house, Pa.

Has he been trifling with you?
Has he asked you to marry him?

-No!
-No, nor will he.

I have it in strictest confidence
from John Wilkes this afternoon...

...Ashley is going to marry Miss Melanie.

It will be announced tomorrow night
at the ball.

I don't believe it.

Here! Here! Where are you off to?

Scarlett!

What are you about?

Have you made a spectacle of yourself
running after a man...

...who's not in love with you when
you might have any man in the county?

I haven't been running after him.
It's just a surprise, that's all.

Now, don't be jerking your chin at me.

If Ashley wanted to marry you,
it would be with misgivings I'd say "yes".

I want my girl to be happy.
You'd not be happy with him.

I would, I would!

What difference does it make
who you marry...

...so long as he's a Southerner
and thinks like you?

And when I'm gone, I'll leave Tara to you.

I don't want Tara.
Plantations don't mean anything when--

You mean to tell me, Katie Scarlett O'Hara,
that land doesn't mean anything to you?

Why, land is the only thing in the world
worth working for...

...worth fighting for, worth dying for,
because it's the only thing that lasts.

-Oh, Pa, you talk like an lrishman.
-It's proud I am that I'm lrish.

And don't you be forgetting, Missy,
that you're half lrish too.

And to anyone with a drop of lrish blood
in them...

...why, the land they live on
is like their mother.

Oh, but you're just a child.
It'll come to you, this love of the land.

There's no getting away from it
if you're lrish.

Yonder she comes!

Miss Scarlett, Miss Suellen, Miss Carreen,
your ma's home!

Actin' like a wet nurse
to them low-down, poor white trash...

...instead of bein' here eatin' her supper.
Cookie, stir up the fire!

Miss Ellen's got no business
wearin' herself out.

Take the lamp out on the porch!
Wearin' herself out.

Mist' Gerald, Miss Ellen's home.

Wearin' herself out
waitin' on the poor white trash.

Shut up, dogs!
Barkin' in the house like that.

Get up from there. Don't you hear
that Miss Ellen's comin'?

Get out there and get her medicine chest.

We was gettin' worried about you,
Miss Ellen.

-Mist' Gerald--
-All right, Pork. I'm home.

Mrs. O'Hara, we finished plowing
the creek bottom today.

What do you want me
to start on tomorrow?

Mr. Wilkerson, I've just come
from Emmy Slattery's bedside.

Your child has been born.

My child, ma'am?
I'm sure I don't understand.

Has been born and, mercifully, has died.

Goodnight, Mr. Wilkerson.

I'll fix your supper for you myself,
and you eats it.

After prayers, Mammy.

Yes, ma'am.

Mr. O'Hara.

You must dismiss Jonas Wilkerson.

Dismiss him, Mrs. O'Hara?
He's the best overseer in the county.

He must go tomorrow morning, first thing.

But....

-No!
-Yes.

The Yankee Wilkerson
and the white-trash Slattery girl!

We'll discuss it later, Mr. O'Hara.

Yes, Mrs. O'Hara.

I want to wear Scarlett's green dress!

I don't like your tone, Suellen.
Your pink gown is lovely.

-Can't I stay up for the ball tomorrow?
-But you may wear my garnets with it.

Why can't I stay up for the ball
tomorrow night?

Scarlett...

...you look tired, my dear.
I'm worried about you.

I'm all right, Mother.

Why can't I stay up for the ball
tomorrow night?

I'm 13 now.

You may go to the barbecue
and stay up through supper.

I didn't want to wear
your tacky green dress anyhow, stingy!

Oh, hush up!

Prayers, girls.

"And to all the saints, that I have sinned
exceedingly in thought, word and deed...

"...through my fault.

"Through my fault,
through my most grievous fault.

"Therefore, I beseech the Blessed Mary,
ever Virgin...

"...Blessed Michael, the Archangel...

"...Blessed John the Baptist...

"...the Holy Apostles, Peter and Paul...

"...and all the saints
to pray to the Lord, our God, for me."

But Ashley doesn't know I love him!

I'll tell him that I love him
and then he can't marry her!

"May the Almighty,
and most merciful Lord...

"...grant us pardon, absolution...

"...and remission of our sins. Amen."

Just hold on and suck in.

Mammy, here's Miss Scarlett's vittles.

You can take that back. I won't eat a bite.

Oh, yes, ma'am, you is!

You's gonna eat every mouthful of this.

No, I'm not!

Put on the dress,
because we're late already.

-What's my lamb gonna wear?
-That.

No you ain't! You can't show your bosom
before three o'clock.

I'm gonna speak to your ma about you!

If you say one word to Mother,
I won't eat a bite!

Well....

Keep your shawl on.
I ain't aimin' for you to get all freckled...

...after the buttermilk I done put on you
all this winter, bleachin' them freckles.

Now, Miss Scarlett, you come on
and be good, and eat just a little, honey.

No.

I'm going to have a good time today
and do my eating at the barbecue.

If you don't care what folks says
about this family, I does!

I has told you and told you
that you can always tell a lady...

...by the way she eats with folks.
Like a bird!

I ain't aimin' for you to go after
Mr. Wilkes...

...and eat like a field hand
and gobble like a hog!

Fiddle-dee-dee!

Ashley Wilkes told me he likes to see a girl
with a healthy appetite.

What gentlemen says and what they thinks
is two different things.

And I ain't noticed Mist' Ashley
askin' to marry you!

Now don't eat too fast. Ain't no need
of havin' it come right back up again.

Why does a girl have to be so silly
to catch a husband?

Scarlett, ifyou're not here by the time
I count ten, we'll be goin' without you!

I'm coming, Pa!

One...

...two, three...

...four, five, six....

Oh, dear!

My stays are so tight I know I'll never get
through the day without belching.

Well, John Wilkes. It's a grand day
you'll be having for the barbecue.

So it seems, Gerald.
But why isn't Mrs. O'Hara with you?

She's after settling accounts
with the overseer.

But she'll be along for the ball tonight.

Welcome to Twelve Oaks, Mr. O'Hara.

Thank you kindly, lndia.

Your daughter's getting prettier every day,
John.

India, here are the O'Hara girls.
We must greet them.

I can't stand Scarlett. If you saw
the way she throws herself at Ashley.

Now, that's your brother's business.

You must remember your duties
as hostess.

Good morning, girls.

Good morning, Scarlett.

Why, lndia Wilkes, what a lovely dress!

-Perfectly lovely, darling.
-I just can't take my eyes off it.

Scarlett, honey....

You're looking mighty fine this morning.

-Good morning, Miss Scarlett.
-Good morning.

-It's a pleasure to see you.
-Good morning.

Howdy, Miss Scarlett.

Ashley!

Scarlett, my dear.

I've been looking for you everywhere.

I've got something I must tell you.

-Can't we go some place where it's quiet?
-Yes, I'd like to, but l...

...l have something to tell you too.

Something I hope you'll be glad to hear.

But come say hello
to my cousin, Melanie, first.

Oh, do we have to?

She's been looking forward
to seeing you again.

Melanie!

Here's Scarlett.

Scarlett!

I'm so glad to see you again.

Melanie Hamilton!
What a surprise to run into you here.

I hope you'll stay with us
a few days at least.

I hope I shall stay long enough for us
to become real friends, Scarlett.

I do so want us to be.

We'll keep her here, won't we, Scarlett?

We'll just have to make the biggest fuss
over her, won't we?

If there's anybody knows how to give a girl
a good time, it's Ashley.

Though I expect our good times will seem
silly to you because you're so serious.

Oh, Scarlett, you have so much life.

I've always admired you so.

I wish I could be more like you.

You mustn't flatter me, Melanie,
and say things you don't mean.

Nobody could accuse Melanie
of being insincere. Could they, my dear?

Then she's not like you, is she, Ashley?

Ashley never means a word he says
to any girl.

Oh, why, Charles Hamilton,
you handsome old thing, you!

But, oh, Miss O'Hara, l....

Was it kind to bring
your good-looking brother here...

...just to break my poor, simple,
country-girl's heart?

She never even noticed Charles before.

Because he's your beau,
she's after him like a hornet.

Charles Hamilton,
I want to eat barbecue with you.

Mind you, don't go philandering with
any other girl, 'cause I'm mighty jealous.

I won't, Miss O'Hara!

I couldn't!

I do declare, Frank Kennedy,
if you don't look dashing...

...with that new set of whiskers!

Oh, thank you, Miss Scarlett.

Charles and Rafe asked me
to eat barbecue with them...

...but I told them I couldn't
because I promised you.

You needn't be so amused. Look at her!
She's after your beau now!

Oh, that's mighty flattering of you,
Miss Scarlett.

I'll see what I can do, Miss Scarlett.

What's your sister so mad about?
You sparkin' her beau?

As if I couldn't get a better beau
than that old maid in britches.

Brent and Stuart Tarleton, you handsome
old things, you! No, you're not!

I won't say that. I'm mad at you!

What have we done?

You haven't been near me all day.
I wore this old dress...

...'cause I thought you liked it.

I was counting on eating barbecue
with you two.

-Well, you are, Scarlett.
-Of course, you are.

Oh, I never can make up my mind
which of you two is the handsomer.

I was awake all last night trying
to figure it out.

Cathleen, who's that?

Who?

That man looking at us and smiling.

The nasty, dark one.

My dear, don't you know?
That's Rhett Butler. He's from Charleston.

He has the most terrible reputation.

He looks as if, as if he knows
what I look like without my shimmy!

Scarlett!

Why, my dear, he isn't received!

He spends a lot of time up North...

...because his folks in Charleston
won't even speak to him.

He was expelled from West Point,
he's so fast.

And then there's that business
about that girl he wouldn't marry.

Tell, tell!

Well, he took her out buggy riding
in the late afternoon without a chaperon!

And then he refused to marry her!

No, but she was ruined just the same.

Ashley!

Happy?

So happy!

You seem to belong here...

...as if it had all been imagined for you.

I like to feel that I belong
to the things you love.

You love Twelve Oaks as I do.

Yes, Ashley.

I love it as...

...as more than a house.

It's a whole world that wants only
to be graceful and beautiful.

It's so unaware that it may not last...

...forever.

You're afraid of what may happen
if the war comes, aren't you?

But we don't have to be afraid for us.

No war can come into our world, Ashley.

Whatever comes...

...l'll love you, just as I do now...

...until I die.

Isn't this better than sitting at a table?

A girl hasn't got but two sides to her
at a table.

I'll go get her dessert.

-Here, she said me.
-Allow me, Miss O'Hara.

I think....

I think Charles Hamilton may get it.

Oh, thank you, Miss O'Hara!

Thank you.

Go get it.

Isn't he the luckiest...?

Miss O'Hara...

...l love you.

I don't guess I'm as hungry as I thought.

Why do I have to take a nap? I'm not tired.

Well-brought-up young ladies
take naps at parties.

And it's high time you started behavin' and
actin' like you was Miss Ellen's daughter.

When we were at Saratoga I didn't notice
any Yankee girls taking naps.

No, and you ain't gonna see
no Yankee girls at the ball tonight neither.

How was Ashley today, Scarlett?

He didn't seem to be paying
much attention to you.

You mind your own business!

You'll be lucky not to lose
ol' whisker-face Kennedy.

You've liked Ashley for months!

His engagement's gonna be announced
tonight. Pa said so this morning.

That's all you know.

Miss Scarlett! Miss Suellen!
You all behave yourselves.

Actin' like poor, white-trash children!

If you's old enough to go to parties,
you's old enough to act like ladies.

Who cares!

We've borne enough insults
from the meddling Yankees.

It's time we made them understand
we'll keep our slaves...

...with or without their approval.

'Twas the sovereign right of the
state of Georgia to secede from the Union!

That's right!

The South must assert herself
by force of arms.

After we've fired on the Yankee rascals
at Fort Sumter, we've got to fight!

-There's no other way!
-Fight! That's right. Fight!

Let the Yankees ask for peace!

The situation is very simple.
The Yankees can't fight and we can.

There won't even be a battle.

They'll just turn and run every time.

One Southerner can lick 20 Yankees.

We'll finish them in one battle.

Gentlemen can always fight better
than rabble.

Yes, gentlemen always can fight better
than rabble.

What does the captain of our troop say?

Well, gentlemen, if Georgia fights
I go with her.

But, like my father, I hope that the Yankees
will let us leave the Union in peace.

-But, Ashley....
-But, Ashley, they've insulted us!

You can't mean you don't want war!

Most of the miseries of the world
were caused by wars.

And when the wars were over
no one ever knew what they were about.

If it wasn't that I knew you--

Now, gentlemen, Mr. Butler's been
up North, I hear.

Don't you agree with us, Mr. Butler?

I think it's hard winning a war with words,
gentlemen.

What do you mean, sir?

There's not a cannon factory
in the whole South.

What difference does that make
to a gentleman?

It'll make a great deal of difference
to a great many gentlemen, sir.

Are you hinting, Mr. Butler,
that the Yankees can lick us?

No, I'm not hinting.

I'm saying very plainly that the Yankees
are better equipped than we.

They've got factories, shipyards,
coal mines...

...and a fleet to bottle up our harbors
and starve us to death.

All we've got is cotton and slaves
and arrogance.

-That's Yankee treachery!
-Sir, I refuse to listen to any renegade talk!

I'm sorry if the truth offends you.

Apologies aren't enough, sir!

I hear you were turned out of West Point,
Mr. Rhett Butler...

...and you aren't received by any decent
family in Charleston, not even your own!

I apologize again for all my shortcomings.

Perhaps you won't mind if I walk about
and look over your place.

I seem to be spoiling everybody's brandy
and cigars and...

...dreams of victory.

That'sjust about what you could expect
from somebody like Rhett Butler.

You did everything but call him out.

He refused to fight.

Not quite that, Charles.
He refused to take advantage of you.

Take advantage of me?

He's one of the best shots in the country...

...as he's proved a number of times...

...against steadier hands and cooler heads
than yours.

-I'll show him!
-Now, please.

Don't go tweaking his nose anymore.

You may be needed
for more important fighting, Charles.

Now, if you'll excuse me,
Mr. Butler is our guest.

I think I'll just show him around.

Ashley!

Ashley!

Scarlett.

Who're you hiding from in here?

What are you up to?

Well, why aren't you upstairs resting
with the other girls?

What is this, Scarlett? A secret?

Oh, Ashley, Ashley...

...l love you.

Scarlett!

I love you, I do!

Well, isn't it enough that you've gathered
every other man's heart today?

You've always had mine.
You cut your teeth on it.

Oh, don't tease me now.

Have I your heart, my darling?
I love you, I love you.

You mustn't say such things.
You'll hate me for hearing them.

Oh, I could never hate you,
and I know you must care about me.

Oh, you do care, don't you?

Yes...

...l care.

Oh, can't we go away and forget
we ever said these things?

But how can we do that?

Don't you want to marry me?

I'm going to marry Melanie.

But you can't. Not if you care for me.

Oh, my dear, why must you make me
say things that will hurt you?

How can I make you understand?

You're so young and unthinking.

You don't know what marriage means.

I know I love you,
and I want to be your wife.

You don't love Melanie.

She's like me, Scarlett.

She's part of my blood
and we understand each other.

But you love me.

How could I help loving you?

You have all the passion for life that I lack.

That kind of love isn't enough
for a successful marriage...

...for two people as different as we are.

Well, why don't you say it, you coward?
You're afraid to marry me.

You'd rather live with that fool
who can't speak except...

...to say "yes" and "no" and raise a passel
of mealy-mouthed brats just like her.

You mustn't say such things
about Melanie.

Who are you to tell me I mustn't?

You led me on, you made me believe
you wanted to marry me.

Now, Scarlett, be fair.
I never, at any time--

You did, it's true you did!
I'll hate you till I die!

I can't think of anything bad enough
to call you.

Has the war started?

Sir, you should have made
your presence known.

In the middle of that beautiful love scene?

That wouldn't have been very tactful,
would it?

But don't worry,
your secret is safe with me.

Sir, you are no gentleman!

And you, Miss, are no lady.

Don't think I hold that against you.

Ladies have never held any charm for me.

First you take a low, common advantage
of me, then you insult me.

I meant it as a compliment
and I hope to see more of you...

...when you're free of the spell
of the elegant Mr. Wilkes.

He doesn't strike me as half good enough
for a girl of your, what was it?

Your "passion for living."

How dare you!
You aren't fit to wipe his boots.

And you were going to hate him
for the rest of your life.

She certainly made a fool of herself
running after all the men at the barbecue.

That's not fair, lndia.

She's so attractive,
the menjust naturally flock to her.

Oh, Melanie, you're just too good
to be true.

Didn't you see her going after
your brother, Charles?

Yes, and she knows Charles belongs to me.

Oh, you're wrong, lndia.

Scarlett's just high-spirited and vivacious.

Men may flirt with girls like that
but they don't marry them.

I think you're being very mean to her.

War! War's declared! War!

Miss O'Hara!

Miss O'Hara!

Mr. Lincoln has called for soldiers,
volunteers to fight against us.

Don't you men ever think
of anything important?

But it's war and everybody's going off
to enlist.

They're going right away. I'm going too.

Everybody?

Oh, Miss O'Hara, will you be sorry?

To see us go, I mean.

I'll cry into my pillow every night.

Miss O'Hara, I told you I loved you.

You're the most beautiful girl in the world,
and the sweetest and the dearest.

I know I couldn't hope
that you could love me.

I'm so clumsy and stupid
and not nearly good enough for you.

But if you could think of marrying me
I'd do anything in the world for you.

Just anything. I promise.

What did you say?

Miss O'Hara, I said, would you marry me?

Yes, Mr. Hamilton, I will.

You will? You'll marry me.
You'll wait for me?

I don't think I'd want to wait.

You mean you'll marry me before I go?

Oh, Miss O'Hara.

Scarlett....

When may I speak to your father?

The sooner the better.

I'll go now. I can't wait.

Will you excuse me, dear?

Mr. O'Hara, Mr. O'Hara.

It'll be a week at least
before they call on me.

Only a week, and then they'll take you
away from me.

Scarlett, I thought of you
at our wedding yesterday...

...and I hoped that yours would be
as beautiful, and it was.

Was it?

Now we're really and truly sisters.

-Charles.
-Melanie.

Don't cry, darling,
the war will be over in a few weeks...

...and I'll be coming back to you.

Miss Scarlett!

Well, I don't care.
I'm too young to be a widow.

Miss Scarlett!

Why, I just go around scaring people
in that thing.

You ain't supposed to be around people.
You's in mournin'.

For what? I don't feel anything.

Why should I have to pretend
and pretend....

What is it?

Oh, baby....

What is it?

My life is over.

Nothing will ever happen to me anymore.

Oh, Mother.

I know you'll think I'm horrible,
but I just can't bear going around in black.

It's bad enough not being able
to go to any parties...

...but looking this way too.

I don't think you're at all horrible.

It's only natural to want to look young
and be young when you are young.

Oh, baby....

How would you like
to go visiting somewhere?

Savannah perhaps?

What would I do in Savannah?

Well, Atlanta then.

There's lots going on there.

And you could stay
with Melanie and her Aunt Pittypat.

Melanie.

Yes.

Yes, I could, couldn't l?

Oh, Mother, you're sweet to me,
sweeter than anybody in the world.

You'd like it, really?

All right then.
Now stop your crying and smile.

You can take Prissy with you.

Start packing Miss Scarlett's things,
Mammy.

I'll go write the necessary letters.

Atlanta!

Savannah would be better for you.
You'd just get in trouble in Atlanta.

What trouble are you talking about?

You know what trouble I's talkin' about.
I's talkin' about Mist' Ashley Wilkes.

He'll be comin' to Atlanta
when he gets his leave...

...and you're sittin' there waitin'
for him just like a spider!

-He belongs to Miss Melanie--
-You go pack my things like Mother said.

They're all whispering,
and I just know it's about her.

What's it matter what they say,
Aunt Pittypat?

But Scarlett is living under my roof
so they all think I'm responsible for her...

...and for a widow to appear in public
at a social gathering!

Every time I think of it I feel faint!

Aunt Pitty, you know Scarlett came here
only to help raise money for the cause.

It was splendid of her
to make the sacrifice.

Anyone would think, to hear you talk...

...that she came here to dance
instead of to sell things.

Ladies and gentlemen!

I have important news! Glorious news!

Another triumph
for our magnificent men in arms.

General Lee has completely
whipped the enemy.

And swept the Yankee Army
northward from Virginia.

And now, a happy surprise for all of us.

We have with us tonight that most daring
of all blockade-runners...

...whose fleet schooners,
slipping past the Yankee guns...

...have brought us here the very woolens
and laces we wear tonight.

I refer, ladies and gentlemen, to that
will-o'-the-wisp of the bounding main.

None other than our friend
from Charleston...

...Captain Rhett Butler!

Permit me.

Captain Butler, it's such a pleasure
to see you again.

I met you last at my husband's home.

That's kind of you to remember,
Mrs. Wilkes.

Did you meet Captain Butler
at Twelve Oaks, Scarlett?

Yes. I, I think so.

Only for a moment, Mrs. Hamilton.
It was in the library.

You had broken something.

Yes, Captain Butler, I remember you.

Ladies, the Confederacy asks for
your jewelry on behalf of our noble cause.

We aren't wearing any. We're in mourning.

Wait.

On behalf of Mrs. Wilkes
and Mrs. Hamilton.

Thank you, Captain Butler.

Just a moment, please.

But it's your wedding ring, ma'am.

It may help my husband more,
off my finger.

Thank you.

That's a very beautiful thing to do,
Mrs. Wilkes.

Here.

You can have mine, too, for the cause.

And you, Mrs. Hamilton.
I know just how much that means to you.

-Melanie!
-Yes, Dr. Meade.

I need your approval,
as a member of the Committee...

...for something we want to do
that's rather shocking.

Will you excuse us, please?

I'll say one thing, the war makes
the most peculiar widows.

I wish you'd go away.

If you had any raising you'd know
I never want to see you again.

Now, why be silly?

You've no reason for hating me.
I'll carry your guilty secret to my grave.

I guess I'd be very unpatriotic
to hate one of the great heroes of the war.

I do declare I was surprised to see
you turn out to be such a noble character.

I can't bear to take advantage
of your little girl ideas, Miss O'Hara.

I'm neither noble nor heroic.

But you are a blockade-runner.

For profit, and profit only.

Are you telling me
you don't believe in the cause?

I believe in Rhett Butler.
He's the only cause I know.

The rest doesn't mean much to me.

And now, ladies and gentlemen...

...l have a startling surprise
for the benefit of the hospital.

Gentlemen, if you wish to lead the opening
reel with the lady of your choice...

...you must bid for her.

Caroline Meade, how can you permit
your husband to conduct this...

...this slave auction?

Dolly Merriwether,
how dare you criticize me!

Melanie Wilkes told the doctor...

...that if it's for the benefit of the cause,
it's quite all right.

She did!

Oh dear, oh dear.
Where are my smelling salts?

I think I shall faint.

Don't you dare faint, Pittypat Hamilton.

If Melanie says it's all right, it is all right.

Come, gentlemen, do I hear your bids?
Make your offers.

Don't be bashful, gentlemen.

Twenty dollars,
$20 for Miss Maybelle Merriwether.

Twenty-five dollars for Miss Fanny Elsing.

Only $25 to give your--

One hundred and fifty dollars in gold.

For what lady, sir?

For Mrs. Charles Hamilton.

For whom, sir?

Mrs. Charles Hamilton.

Mrs. Hamilton is in mourning,
Captain Butler...

...but I'm sure any of our Atlanta belles
would be proud to--

Dr. Meade, I said Mrs. Charles Hamilton.

She will not consider it, sir.

Oh yes, I will.

Choose your partners for the Virginia reel.

We've sort of shocked the Confederacy.

It's a bit like blockade-running, isn't it?

It's worse.

But I expect a very fancy profit out of it.

I don't care what you expect
or what they think.

I'm going to dance and dance.

Tonight I wouldn't mind dancing
with Abe Lincoln himself.

Another dance and my reputation
will be lost forever.

With enough courage,
you can do without a reputation.

Oh, you do talk scandalous.

You do waltz divinely, Captain Butler.

Don't start flirting with me.
I'm not one of your plantation beaux.

I want more than flirting from you.

What do you want?

I'll tell you, Scarlett O'Hara, if you'll take
that Southern belle simper off your face.

Some day I want you to say to me...

...the words I heard you say
to Ashley Wilkes:

"l love you."

That's something you'll never hear from
me, Captain Butler, as long as you live.

How sweet, how kind.

He is a thoughtful gentleman.

Fiddle-dee-dee, why doesn't he say
something about my sacrifice?

Oh, the darling thing.

Oh, Rhett, it's lovely, lovely.

You didn't really bring it all the way
from Paris just for me.

Yes, I thought it was about time
I got you out of that fake mourning.

Next trip I'll bring you some green silk
for a frock to match it.

Oh, Rhett.

It's my duty to our brave boys at the front
to keep our girls at home looking pretty.

Oh, it's so long
since I've had anything new.

How do I look?

Awful! Just awful.

Why, what's the matter?

This war has stopped being a joke...

...when a girl like you doesn't know how
to wear the latest fashion.

Oh, Rhett, let me do it.

But, Rhett, I don't know how I dare wear it.

You will though.

And another thing, those pantalettes.

I don't know a woman in Paris
that wears pantalettes anymore.

Oh, what do they...?

You shouldn't talk about such things.

You little hypocrite.

You don't mind my knowing about them,
just my talking.

But, I really can't go on accepting gifts
from you, though you are awfully kind.

I'm not kind. I'm just tempting you.

I never give anything without expecting
something in return. I always get paid.

If you think I'll marry you to pay
for the bonnet, I won't.

Don't flatter yourself.
I'm not a marrying man.

Well, I won't kiss you for it either.

Open your eyes and look at me.

No, I don't think I will kiss you...

...although you need kissing badly.

That's what's wrong with you.

You should be kissed and often.
And by someone who knows how.

Oh, and I suppose you think
you're the proper person.

I might be, if the right moment ever came.

You're a conceited, black-hearted varmint,
Rhett Butler.

And I don't know why
I let you come and see me.

I'll tell you why, Scarlett.

Because I'm the only man over 16
and under 60...

...who's around to show you a good time.

But cheer up,
the war can't last much longer.

Oh really, Rhett? Why?

There's a battle going on right now
that ought to pretty well fix things...

...one way or the other.

Oh, Rhett. Is Ashley in it?

You still haven't gotten the wooden-headed
Mr. Wilkes out of your mind.

Yes, I suppose he's in it.

Oh, but tell me, Rhett, where is it?

Some little town in Pennsylvania
called Gettysburg.

Here you is, Miss Melanie.

They was fightin' for them
so it just got tore in half.

Scarlett, you look. The W's at the end.

Wellman, Wendell, White,
Whitner, Wilkins...

...Williams, Woolsey, Workman.

Scarlett, you've passed him.

Oh, he isn't there!

He isn't there!

Ashley's safe. He isn't listed.

Oh, he's safe, he's safe.

Oh, Scarlett, you're so sweet
to worry about Ashley like this for me.

I must go to her.

Don't, my dear, not here.

Let's go home.

Dr. Meade, not....

Yes, our boy, Darcy.

I was making these mittens for him.

He won't need them now.

Mother, I'm going to enlist! I'll show 'em.
I'll kill all those Yankees.

Phil Meade, you hush your mouth.

Do you think it will help your mother
to have you off getting shot too?

I never heard of anything so silly.

It's a black day, Scarlett.
You haven't had bad news, have you?

Ashley's safe.

I'm glad, for Mrs. Wilkes' sake.

But, Rhett, there are so many others.

Many of your friends?

Just about every family in the county.
The Tarleton boys, Rhett, both of them.

Yes, look at them.
All these poor tragic people.

The South's sinking to its knees.
It'll never rise again.

The cause....

The cause of living in the past is dying
right in front of us.

I never heard you talk like that before.

I'm angry. Waste always makes me angry.
And that's what all this is, sheer waste.

But don't you be downcast.

Ashley Wilkes is still alive to come home
to the women who love him...

...both of them.

Oh, you're here.

Oh, you're here. You're really here at last.

Oh, my dear, I've waited so long.

Melanie, my dear, my darling wife.

Oh, but we're forgetting Scarlett.

Scarlett, dear.

Well, is this any way to greet
a returning warrior?

Ashley, l....

Merry Christmas, Ashley.

Come on, old gentleman, come on.
We've got all your wives.

We've got all your little chicks.

You got nobody to worry your head
about leavin'.

Come on.

Now you just stand still so you can be
a Christmas gift for the white folks.

Now hold on.

Hold on!

Don't go gettin' so uppity...

...even if you is the last chicken in Atlanta.

Let's not talk about the war.
It's Christmas.

Let's talk about Twelve Oaks, and Tara
and all the times before the war.

Can we have the wine, Aunt Pittypat?

Why did you say there wasn't enough,
Uncle Peter?

There's plenty. It's the very last
of my father's fine Madeira.

He got it from his uncle,
Admiral Will Hamilton of Savannah...

...who married his cousin,
Jessica Carroll of Carrollton...

...who was his second cousin once removed
and a kin to the Wilkeses too.

I saved it to wish Ashley
a Merry Christmas.

But you mustn't drink it all at once
because it is the last.

I meant it, my dear.
It was a lovely Christmas gift.

Only generals have tunics like this,
nowadays.

I'm so happy you like it, dear.

Where did you get the cloth?

It was sent to me by a Charleston lady.

I nursed her son while he was in
the hospital, Ashley, before he died and....

Oh, you will take good care of it,
won't you?

You won't let it get torn.

Promise me.

You mustn't worry.

I'll bring it back to you
without any holes in it, I promise.

Good night, my dear.

Good night, Scarlett, darling.

Is it time yet, Uncle Peter,
for Mr. Ashley to leave?

Pretty quick now, Miss Scarlett.

She isn't going to the depot with him?
She hasn't changed her mind?

No, ma'am. She's layin' down.

She's so upset Mist' Wilkes told her
she can't even come downstairs.

Ashley!

Ashley, let me go to the depot with you.

Oh, Scarlett, I'd rather remember you
as you are now...

...not shivering at the depot.

All right.

Oh, Ashley, I've got a present for you, too.

Why, Scarlett, it's beautiful.

Tie it on me, my dear.

While Melly was making your new tunic,
I made this to go with it.

You made it yourself?

Well, then I shall value it all the more.

You know there's nothing
I wouldn't do for you.

There's something you can do for me.

What is it?

Will you look after Melanie for me?

She's so frail and gentle
and she loves you so much.

You see, if I were killed and she--

Oh, you mustn't say that. It's bad luck.
Say a prayer quickly.

You say one for me.

We shall need all our prayers
now the end is coming.

The end?

The end of the war.

And the end of our world, Scarlett.

But, Ashley, you don't think
the Yankees are beating us?

Oh, Scarlett, my men are barefooted now...

...and the snow in Virginia is deep.

When I see them...

...and I see the Yankees coming
and coming, always more and more....

Well, when the end does come
I shall be far away.

It'll be a comfort to me to know
that she has you.

You will promise, won't you?

Yes.

Is that all, Ashley?

All except, goodbye.

Oh, Ashley, I can't let you go.

-You must be brave--
-No....

You must.

How else can I bear going?

Oh, Scarlett, you are so fine
and strong and beautiful.

Not just your sweet face, my dear...

...but you.

Oh, Ashley, kiss me.

Kiss me goodbye!

No, Scarlett.

Oh, Ashley, I love you.

I've always loved you.
I never loved anyone else.

I only married Charles just to hurt you.

Oh, Ashley. Tell me you love me.

I'll live on it the rest of my life.

Goodbye.

When the war is over, Ashley.

When the war is over.

And there's a place back home...

...where a wild plum tree comes to flower
in the springtime.

Down by the creek, you know.

Yes, I know, I know.

When we were little,
my brother, Jeff, and I used to....

I told you about my brother, Jeff,
didn't l, ma'am?

I know I did.

He....

We don't know where Jeff is now, ma'am.

Since Bull Run we haven't heard
anything and....

Please, we must have
your temperature now.

Just take this in your mouth
and not talk anymore.

Not just now.

Melanie, I'm so tired I've gotta go home.

Aren't you tired, Melanie?

No, I'm not tired, Scarlett.

This might be...

...Ashley.

And only strangers here to comfort him.

No, I'm not tired, Scarlett.

They could all be...

...Ashley.

I've been sittin' by this curb one solid hour
waitin' to speak to you, Miss Wilkes.

Go on, you trash,
don't you be pesterin' these ladies.

Don't talk to her, Melly.

It's all right, Scarlett. Who are you?

My name's Belle Watlin'.
But that don't matter.

I expect you think
I've got no business here.

Hadn't you best tell me
what you want to see me about?

First time I come here, I says,
"Belle, you're a nurse."

But the ladies didn't want
my kind of nursin'.

Well, they was more than likely right.

Then I tried givin' 'em money.

My money wasn't good enough
for 'em, either.

Old pea-hens!

I know a gentleman
who says you're a human bein'.

If you are, which they ain't,
you'll take my money for the hospital.

What are you doing here?
Haven't you been told twice already?

This time I'm conversin' with Miss Wilkes.

You might as well take my money,
Miss Wilkes.

It's good money, even if it is mine.

I'm sure you're very generous.

No, I'm not. I'm a Confederate
like everybody else, that's all.

Of course you are.

There's some folks here
wouldn't feel that way.

But maybe they ain't
as good Christians as you.

Look, Mrs. Meade.
It's a great deal of money.

Ten, $20, $30, $50.

And it's not our paper money. It's gold.

Let me see that handkerchief.

"R. B."

And she's driving away
in Rhett Butler's carriage!

Oh, if I just wasn't a lady
what wouldn't I tell that varmint!

"The Lord is my Shepherd.
I shall not want.

"He maketh me to lie down
in green pastures.

"He leadeth....

"He restoreth my soul.

"He leadeth me in the paths
of righteousness for His name's sake.

"Yeah, though I walk through the valley
of the shadow of death...

"...l will fear no evil.

"For Thou art with me.

"Thy rod and Thy staff, they comfort me."

Yankees!

The Yankees!
Dr. Meade, they're getting closer.

They'll never get into Atlanta.
They'll never get through old Peg-Leg Hood.

Give me something for the pain.

Give me something for the pain!

Sorry, son, we haven't got anything
to give you.

These animules is drivin' me crazy!

What luck! You've got my jack...!

Give me an ace and I'll start another war!

I'll bid the moon!

That I'll never see you or Pa again.

This leg's got to come off, soldier.

No, no! Leave me alone!

I'm sorry, soldier.

We're all run out of chloroform, Dr. Meade.

Then we'll have to operate without it.

No, no! Leave me alone!

You can't do it. I won't let you do it to me!

Tell Dr. Wilson to take this leg off
immediately. It's gangrene.

No, no! Don't!

I haven't seen my family in three days.

I'm going home for half an hour.

Orderly! Give me a lift.

Nurse, you can free this bed.

Miss Scarlett!

Why, Frank Kennedy!

Miss Suellen, is she well?

When did they bring you in?
You all right? Are you badly hurt?

-But Miss Suellen, is she--
-She's all right, but l--

Dr. Wilson needs you
in the operating room.

He's going to take off that leg.
Better hurry.

I'll be back.

No, no, leave me alone!

No, no, I can't stand it!

No don't! Don't cut!

Don't cut!

Don't, don't!

Please!

Where's the nurse?

Mrs. Hamilton, Dr. Wilson's waiting.

Let him wait! I'm going home!
I've done enough.

I don't want any more men dying!
I don't want any more!

Big Sam!

Big Sam! Big Sam!

Almighty Moses, it's Miss Scarlett!

Big Sam!

Big Sam!

Sam, 'Lige, 'Postel, Prophet!
I'm so glad to see you!

Tell me about Tara, about my mother.
She didn't write me.

-She's gone and got sick, Miss Scarlett.
-Sick?

Just a little bit sick, that's all.

Your pa was wild when they wouldn't
let him fight 'cause of his broken knee.

He had fits when they took us field hands
to dig ditches for white soldiers to hide in.

But your ma says
the Confederacy needs us.

So we're gonna dig for the South.

Sam, was there a doctor?

Sorry, ma'am, we've got to march.

Goodbye, Miss Scarlett.
Don't worry, we'll stop them Yankees.

Goodbye, Big Sam. Goodbye, boys.
If any of you get sick or hurt, let me know.

-Goodbye, Miss Scarlett.
-Goodbye.

-Goodbye.
-Goodbye.

Scarlett!

Scarlett!

Climb into this buggy.
This is no day for walking.

You'll get run over.

Oh, Rhett!

Drive me to Aunt Pitty's, please.

Panic's a pretty sight, isn't it?

That's just another of General Sherman's
calling cards.

He'll be paying us a visit soon.

I've gotta get out of here
before the Yankees come!

And leave your work at the hospital?

Or have you had enough of death and lice
and men chopped up?

I suppose you weren't meant
for sick men, Scarlett.

Don't talk to me like that. I'm so scared.

I wish I could get out of here.

Let's get out of here together.

No use staying here and letting the South
come down around your ears.

There are too many nice places
to go and visit.

Mexico, London, Paris....

-With you?
-Yes, ma'am.

With a man who understands you
and admires you for just what you are.

I figure we belong together,
being the same sort.

I've been waiting for you to grow up and
get that sad-eyed Ashley out of your heart.

Well, I hear Mrs. Wilkes is going to have
a baby in another month or so.

It'll be hard loving a man
with a wife and baby clinging to him.

Well, here we are. Are you going with me,
or are you getting out?

I hate and despise you, Rhett Butler,
and I'll hate and despise you till I die.

Oh no, you won't, Scarlett. Not that long.

Miss Scarlett! Miss Scarlett!

Folks is all goin' to Macon
and folks is runnin' away and runnin' away.

I can't bear it!
Those cannon balls right in my ears!

I faint every time I hear one!

Uncle Peter, look out for that trunk!

But, Aunt Pitty, you aren't leaving?

I may be a coward, but oh dear!

Yankees in Georgia!

How did they ever get in?

I'm going, too. Prissy, go pack my things.
Get them, quick!

Wait, Aunt Pitty, I won't take a minute.

Scarlett, do you really think you ought to?

Scarlett!

What is this?
You ain't planning on running away?

And don't you dare try to stop me.
I'm never going back to that hospital.

I've had enough of smelling death
and rot and death.

I'm going home. I want my mother.
My mother needs me.

Now you've got to listen to me.
You must stay here!

Without a chaperon, Dr. Meade?
It simply isn't done!

Good heavens, woman, this is war,
not a garden party!

You've got to stay. Melanie needs you.

Oh, bother Melanie.

She's ill already.
She shouldn't even be having a baby.

She may have a difficult time.

Well, can't we take her along?

Do you want her to take that chance?

Do you want her to be jounced
over rough roads...

...and have her baby ahead of time,
in a buggy?

It isn't my baby! You take care of her!

Scarlett! We haven't enough doctors...

...much less nurses
to look after a sick woman.

You've got to stay for Melanie.

What for?

I don't know anything about babies
being born!

I knows, I knows.

I knows how to do it.
I's done it lots and lots.

Let me, Doctor, let me. I can do everythin'.

-Good. Then I'll rely on you to help us.
-Yes, Doctor.

Ashley's fighting in the field,
fighting for the cause.

He may never come back. He may die.

Scarlett, we owe him a well-born child.

Ashley.

If you're coming, Scarlett, hurry!

I promised Ashley...

...something.

Then you'll stay?

Good. Go along, Miss Pittypat.
Scarlett's staying.

Go on, Uncle Peter.
Oh dear, I don't know what to do.

It's like the end of the world.

Uncle Peter, my smelling salts.

Melanie, it's all your fault!

I hate you, I hate you!

And I hate your baby!

If only I hadn't promised Ashley!

If only I hadn't promised him!

Stop! Stop, please stop!

Is it true? Are the Yankees coming?

I'm afraid so, ma'am.
The Army's pullin' out.

Pulling out of Atlanta?
Leaving us to the Yankees?

Not leavin', ma'am, evacuatin'.

We've got to before Sherman cuts
the McDonough Road and catches us.

It can't be true! It can't be true!
What'll I do?

Better refugee south right quick, ma'am.
If you'll excuse me, ma'am.

Prissy!

Prissy, come here!

Go pack my things and Miss Melanie's too.
We're going to Tara right away.

The Yankees are coming!

Yes, ma'am.

Scarlett!

Scarlett!

Melly, we're going to....

Melly!

I'm sorry to be such a bother, Scarlett.

It began at daybreak.

But, but....

But the Yankees are coming.

Poor Scarlett.

You'd be at Tara now with your mother,
wouldn't you...

...if it weren't for me?

Oh, Scarlett, darling...

...you've been so good to me.

No sister could have been sweeter.

I've been lying here thinking...

...if I should die...

...will you take my baby?

Oh, fiddle-dee-dee, Melly.

Aren't things bad enough
without you talking about dying?

-I'll send for Dr. Meade right now.
-Not yet, Scarlett.

I couldn't let Dr. Meade sit here
for hours, while...

-...while all those poor, wounded boys--
-Melly, Prissy!

Prissy! Prissy! Come here, quick!

Go get Dr. Meade! Run quick!

Yes, ma'am. The baby!

Well, don't stand there like a scared goat.
Run!

Hurry! I'll sell you South, I will!
I swear I will!

Where's that Prissy?

This room's like an oven already...

...and it isn't noon yet.

Oh, don't worry, Melly.

Mother says it always seems
like the doctor'll never come.

If I don't take a strap to that Prissy!

Oh, Melly.

You know what I heard
about Maybelle Merriwether?

You remember that funny-looking beau
of hers?

The one with a uniform
like ladies' red flannel underdrawers.

You don't have to keep on talking
for my sake, Scarlett.

I know how worried you are.

Oh, Melly, I'll just go and fetch you
some cooler water.

You're as slow as molasses in January.

And where's Dr. Meade?

-I ain't never seen him, Miss Scarlett.
-What?

No, ma'am. He ain't at the hospital.

A man, he told me the doctor's down
at the car shed with the wounded soldiers--

Well, why didn't you go after him?

Miss Scarlett.

I's scared to go down there to the car shed.

There's folks dyin' down there
and I's scared of dead folks.

Oh, you go sit by Miss Melly.

And don't you be upsetting her,
or I'll whip the hide off you!

-Have you seen Dr. Meade?
-One side, lady, please.

Dr. Meade!

Dr. Meade! At last!

Oh, thank heavens you're here.
I need every pair of hands.

Come, child! Wake up!
We've got work to do.

But Melly's having her baby.
You've got to come with me!

Are you crazy?
I can't leave these men for a baby!

They're dyin', hundreds of them!
Get some woman to help you.

But there isn't anybody.
And, Dr. Meade, she might die!

Die!

Look at them!
Bleeding to death in front of my eyes!

No chloroform! No bandages!
Nothing! Nothing to even ease their pain!

Now run along and don't bother me.

Now don't worry, child.
There's nothing to bringing a baby.

Now bring those stretchers in here!

Dr. Meade!

Here. I'm coming.

Is the doctor come?

No, he can't come.

Oh, Miss Scarlett, Miss Melly bad off.

He can't come. There's nobody to come.

Prissy, you've got to manage
without the doctor. I'll help you.

Oh, lordy, Miss Scarlett.

Well, what is it?

Lordy, we've got to have a doctor.

I don't know nothin' about birthin' babies.

-What do you mean?
-I don't know--

You told me you knew everything about it.

I don't know how come I tell such a lie.

Ma ain't never let me 'round
when folks was havin' them.

Scarlett!

Scarlett!

Oh, Miss Scarlett....

Stop it!

Go light a fire in the stove!

Keep boiling water in the kettle,
get me a ball of twine and...

...and all the clean towels you can find,
and the scissors.

Don't come telling me you can't find them.

Go get them, and get them quick!

Scarlett!

Coming, Melly.

Coming.

Go, Scarlett, before the Yankees get here.

I'm not afraid. You know I won't leave you.

It's no use. I'm going to die.

Don't be a goose, Melly. Hold on to me.
Hold on to me.

Talk to me, Scarlett.

Please talk to me.

Don't try to be brave, Melly.

Yell all you want to,
there's nobody to hear.

Ma says that if you puts a knife
under the bed it cuts the pain in two.

Cap'n Butler!

Cap'n Butler!

What do you want?

Cap'n Butler.

He's upstairs. Belle Watlin's givin' a party.

Thank you.

Cap'n Butler! Oh, Cap'n Butler!

What's all the rumpus about?

I's got a message for Cap'n Butler,
Miss Watlin'!

Cap'n Butler, you come out here
in the streets to me.

What is it, Prissy?

Miss Scarlett, she done sent me for you.

Miss Melly, she done had her baby today.

And a fine baby boy...

...and Miss Scarlett and me, we brung him.

Do you mean to tell me that Scarlett--

Well, it was mostly me, Cap'n Butler,
only Miss Scarlett...

...she helped me a little, but I don't expect
no doctor could have done no better!

Only Miss Melly, she feelin' kinda poorly
now it's all over!

Yes, I can believe that!

And the Yankees is comin'
and Miss Scarlett she said....

Oh, Cap'n Butler, the Yankees is here!

Please come and bring your carriage
for us right away.

I'm sorry, Prissy, but the Army took
my horse and carriage.

You'd better come upstairs.
I'll see what I can do.

Oh, no, Cap'n Butler!

My ma would wear me out with a cornstalk
if I was to go into Miss Watlin's.

Any of you beauties know where I can steal
a horse for a good cause?

-Whoa, Marse Robert.
-Is that you, Rhett?

-We's here, Miss Scarlett. We's here!
-Rhett, I knew you'd come.

Good evening. Nice weather we're having.

Prissy tells me you're planning
on taking a trip.

If you make any jokes now I'll kill you!

Don't tell me you're frightened.

I'm scared to death. If you had the sense
of a goat, you'd be scared too.

Oh, the Yankees.

No, not yet.

That's what's left of our Army,
blowing up the ammunition...

...so the Yankees won't get it.

We've got to get out of here.

At your service, Madam.

Just where are you figuring on going?

Home, to Tara.

Don't you know that they've been fighting
all day around Tara?

Do you think you can parade through
the Yankee Army...

...with a sick woman,
a baby and a simple-minded darky...

...or do you intend leaving them behind?

They're going with me and I'm going home
and you can't stop me!

Don't you know it's dangerous jouncing
Mrs. Wilkes over miles of open country?

I want my mother!

I want to go home to Tara!

Tara's probably been burned to the ground.

The woods are full of stragglers
from both armies.

The least they'll do is take the horse
away from you...

...and even though it isn't
much of an animal...

...l did have a lot of trouble stealing it.

I'm going home if I have to walk
every step of the way.

I'll kill you if you try to stop me.
I will, I will!

I will!

All right, darling, all right.
Now you shall go home.

I guess anybody who did what you've done
today can take care of Sherman.

Here, now. Stop crying.

Now blow your nose like a good little girl.

There.

Prissy! What are you doing?

I's packin', Miss Scarlett.

Stop it and come get the baby.

Yes, ma'am.

Melly!

Mrs. Wilkes, we're taking you to Tara.

Tara....

-It's the only way, Melly.
-No.

Sherman will burn the house
over our heads if we stay.

It's all right, Melly.

My baby.

My poor baby.

Have you the strength to put your arms
around my neck?

I think so.

Never mind.

Oh, Ashley, Charles....

What is it? What does she want?

Ashley's picture, Charles' sword.
She wants us to bring them.

Get them.

What's that?

Our gallant lads must have set fire
to the warehouses near the depot.

There's enough ammunition in the box cars
to blow us to Tara.

We'll have to hurry to get
across the tracks.

-You're not going that way!
-We have to.

The McDonough Road's the only one
the Yankees haven't cut yet.

Oh, wait. I forgot to lock the front door.

What are you laughing at?

At you, locking the Yankees out.

Oh, dear, I wish they'd hurry.

I wouldn't be in such a hurry
to see them go if I were you.

With them goes the last semblance
of law and order.

The scavengers aren't wasting any time.

We've got to get out of here, fast.

There's a horse!

Down the alley, cut them off.

Give me that horse.

Miss Scarlett!

They haven't left much for the Yankees
to take, have they?

We'll have to make a dash for it
before the fire reaches that ammunition.

Come on!

Throw me your shawl.

Sorry, but you'll like it better
if you don't see anything.

Take a good look, my dear.

It's a historic moment.

You can tell your grandchildren how you
watched the old South disappear one night.

They were going to lick the Yankees
in a month.

The poor gallant fools!

They make me sick, all of them!

Getting us all into this
with their swaggering and boasting.

That's the way I felt once
about their swaggering and boasting.

Rhett, I'm so glad you aren't
with the Army.

You can be proud, now, proud that you've
been smarter than all of them.

I'm not so proud.

Why did you stop?

This is the turn to Tara.
Let the horse breathe a bit.

Mrs. Wilkes.

Miss Melly done fainted way back,
Cap'n Butler.

Well, she's probably better off.

She couldn't stand the pain
if she were conscious.

Scarlett, are you still determined to do
this crazy thing?

Yes. I know we can get through, Rhett.
I'm sure we can.

Not we, my dear, you.

I'm leaving you here.

You're what? Rhett, where are you going?

I'm going, my dear, to join the Army.

You're joking!
I could kill you for scaring me so!

I'm very serious, Scarlett.

I'm going to join up
with our brave lads in gray.

But they're running away!

No. They'll turn and make a last stand,
if I know anything about them.

When they do, I'll be with them.
A little late, but "Better late--"

Rhett, you must be joking!

Selfish to the end, aren't you?

Thinking only of your own precious hide,
with never a thought for the noble cause.

Rhett, how could you do this to me...

...and why should you go now,
after it's all over and I need you?

Why? Why?

Why?

Maybe it's because I've always had
a weakness for lost causes...

...once they're really lost.

Or maybe...

...maybe I'm ashamed of myself.

Who knows?

You should die of shame
to leave me here alone and helpless!

You helpless?

Heaven help the Yankees
if they capture you!

Now, climb down here.
I want to say goodbye.

No!

Climb down.

Oh, Rhett, please don't go.
You can't leave me, please.

I'll never forgive you!

I'm not asking you to forgive me.
I'll never understand or forgive myself.

And if a bullet gets me, so help me,
I'll laugh at myself for being an idiot.

But there's one thing I do know...

...and that is that I love you, Scarlett.

In spite of you and me and the whole
silly world going to pieces around us...

...l love you...

...because we're alike. Bad lots, both of us.

Selfish and shrewd...

...but able to look things in the eyes
and call them by their right names.

Don't hold me like that!

Scarlett, look at me.

I love you more
than I've ever loved any woman.

And I've waited longer for you
than I've ever waited for any woman.

Let me alone!

Here's a soldier of the South
who loves you, Scarlett...

...wants to feel your arms around him...

...wants to carry the memory
of your kisses into battle with him.

Never mind about loving me.

You're a woman sending a soldier
to his death with a beautiful memory.

Scarlett, kiss me.

Kiss me, once.

You low-down, cowardly, nasty thing, you!

They were right! Everybody was right!
You aren't a gentleman!

A minor point at such a moment.

Here.

If anyone lays a hand on that nag,
shoot him.

But don't make a mistake
and shoot the nag.

Oh, go on. I want you to go.
I hope a cannon ball lands slap on you.

I hope you're blown into a million pieces!

Never mind the rest.
I follow your general idea.

And when I'm dead on the altar
of my country...

...l hope your conscience hurts you.

Goodbye, Scarlett.

Come on, you! We're going home.

Oh, my poor baby.

Don't worry, Melly.

Mother'll take care of him
when we get home.

Miss Scarlett, I's powerful hungry.

We's got to have something to eat.

Oh, hush up!

We're nearly at Twelve Oaks.
We'll stop there.

Go on!

Ashley, I'm glad you're not here to see this.

The Yankees!

The dirty Yankees!

Prissy, come tie up this cow!

We don't need no cow, Miss Scarlett.

We'll be home soon, and I's scared of cows.

Tear up your petticoat and tie her
on to the back of the wagon.

We need milk for the baby, and
we don't know what we'll find at home.

Melly! Melly, we're home!

We're at Tara!

Hurry! Move, you brute!

Miss Scarlett, he's dead!

I can't see the house! ls it there?
I can't see the house. Have they burned it?

Oh, it's all right.

It's all right! They haven't burned it!

It's still there!

Mother! Mother! Pa!

Mother! Mother! Pa!

Mother, let me in. It's me, Scarlett!

Pa!

Oh, Pa!

I'm home!

I'm home!

Katie.

Katie Scarlett.

Oh, darlin'.

Mammy!

-Mammy, I'm home.
-Honey, honey child!

Oh, Mammy, I'm so....

Where's Mother?

Why...

...Miss Suellen and Miss Carreen,
they was sick with the typhoid.

They had it bad,
but they's doin' all right now.

Just weak like little kittens.

But where's Mother?

Well...

...Miss Ellen, she went down to nurse
that Emmy Slattery, that white trash...

...and she took down with it, too.

-And last night she....
-Mother!

Mother.

Miss Scarlett, honey.

If there's anythin' I can do, Miss Scarlett....

What did you do with Miss Melly?

Don't you worry your pretty head
'bout Miss Melly, child.

I done slapped her in bed already,
along with the baby.

You better put that cow I brought
into the barn, Pork.

There ain't no barn no more, Miss Scarlett.

The Yankees done burned it for firewood.

They used the house for their headquarters.

They camped all around the place.

Yankees in Tara!

Yes, ma'am, and they stole most everythin'
they didn't burn.

All the clothes and all the rugs
and even Miss Ellen's rosaries.

I'm starving, Pork.
Get me something to eat.

There ain't nothin' to eat, honey.
They took it all.

All the chickens, everything?

They took them the first thing.

And what they didn't eat
they carried off across their saddles.

Don't tell me any more
about what they did!

What's this, Pa?

Whiskey?

Yes, daughter.

Here, Katie Scarlett, that's enough!

You're not knowing spirits,
you'll make yourself tipsy.

I hope it makes me drunk.

I'd like to be drunk.

Oh, Pa.

What are those papers?

Bonds.

They're all we've saved.

All we have left.

Bonds.

What kind of bonds, Pa?

Why, Confederate bonds,
of course, daughter.

Confederate bonds?

What good are they to anybody?

I'll not have you talking like that,
Katie Scarlett.

Oh, Pa, what are we going to do
with no money and nothing to eat?

We must ask your mother.

That's it!

We must ask Mrs. O'Hara.

-Ask Mother?
-Yes.

Mrs. O'Hara will know what's to be done.

Now don't be botherin' me.

Go out for a ride.

I'm busy.

Oh, Pa...

...don't worry about anything.

Katie Scarlett's home.

You needn't worry.

Miss Scarlett.

What are we gonna to do with nothin'
to feed those sick folks and that child?

I don't know, Mammy.

I don't know.

We ain't got nothin' but radishes
in the garden.

Miss Scarlett,
Miss Suellen and Miss Carreen...

...they's fussin' to be sponged off.

Where are the other servants, Mammy?

Miss Scarlett, there's only
just me and Pork left.

The others went off to the war
or runned away.

I can't take care of that baby
and sick folks, too.

I's only got two hands.

Who's going to milk that cow,
Miss Scarlett? We's houseworkers.

As God is my witness....

As God is my witness,
they're not going to lick me.

I'm going to live through this, and when
it's all over, I'll never be hungry again.

No, nor any of my folks.

If I have to lie, steal, cheat or kill.

As God is my witness,
I'll never be hungry again!

My back's near broken.

Look at my hands.

Mother said you could always tell a lady
by her hands.

I guess things like hands and ladies
don't matter so much anymore.

You rest, Sue, you're not well yet,
and I can pick cotton for both of us.

Scarlett's hateful, making us work
in the fields like--

Too bad about that.

Now get back to work.
I can't do everything at Tara all by myself.

What do I care about Tara? I hate Tara!

Don't you ever dare say
you hate Tara again!

The same as hating Pa and Ma.

Katie Scarlett, there's something
I must speak to you about.

Yes, Pa, what is it?

I've been talking to Prissy and Mammy.
I don't like the way you're treating them.

You must be firm with inferiors
but you must be gentle with them...

...especially darkies.

Yes, Pa, I know. But I'm not asking them
to do anything I'm not doing myself.

Nevertheless, Katie Scarlett, I don't like it.
I shall speak to Mrs. O'Hara about it.

What are you doing out of bed, Melly?

Scarlett, darling, I must talk to you.
You are all working so hard.

I can't lie in bed doing nothing.

Go on back upstairs.
You're as weak as a newborn colt.

Please, Scarlett, let me.

Stop being noble.
I've got enough on my hands...

...without you making yourself sick
so you'll never be any use.

Oh, I didn't think of it that way.

Who's there? Halt or I'll shoot!

You all alone, little lady?

You ain't very friendly, are you?

You got anything else
besides these earbobs?

You Yankees have been here before.

Regular little spitfire, ain't you?

What have you got hidden in your hand?

Scarlett, you killed him!

I'm glad you killed him!

Scarlett! Scarlett, what happened?
What is it, Scarlett? What is it?

Don't be scared, chickens.
Your sister was cleaning a revolver and...

...it went off and nearly scared her
to death.

Oh, thank goodness.
Haven't we got enough to frighten us?

Tell Katie Scarlett
she must be more careful.

What a cool liar you are, Melly.

We've got to get him out of here
and bury him.

If the Yankees find him here, they'll....

I didn't see anyone else.
I think he must be a deserter.

But, even so, we've got to hide him.

They might hear about it,
and then they'd come and get you.

I could bury him in the arbor
where the ground is soft...

...but how will I get him out of here?

We'll both take a leg and drag him.

You couldn't drag a cat.

Do you think it would be dishonest
if we went through his haversack?

I'm ashamed I didn't think of that myself.

You take the haversack,
I'll search his pockets.

You look.

I'm feeling a little weak.

Melly, I think it's full of money!

Oh, Melly, look!

Look!

Ten, $20, $30, $40....

Don't stop to count it now.
We haven't got time.

Do you realize this means
we'll have something to eat?

Look in his other pockets.

Hurry, hurry!

-We've got to get him out of here.
-Here.

If he bleeds across the yard,
we can't hide it.

Give me your nightgown, Melly.
I'll wad it around his head.

Don't be silly. I won't look at you.

If I had a petticoat or pantalettes,
I'd use them.

Thank heavens I'm not that modest.

Now go back to bed.
You'll be dead if you don't.

I'll clean up my mess when I've buried him.

No, I'll clean it up.

Well, I guess I've done murder.

I won't think about that now.

I'll think about that tomorrow.

Katie Scarlett!

Katie Scarlett!

It's over! It's over!

It's all over! The war!

Lee surrendered!

-It's not possible.
-Oh, why did we ever fight?

Ashley will be coming home.

Yes, Ashley'll be coming home.

We'll plant more cotton.

Cotton ought to go sky-high next year!

"While we were marching through Georgia.

"Hurrah, hurrah!

"We bring the jubilee.

"Hurrah, hurrah!

"The flag that makes you free.

"So we sing the chorus
from Atlanta to the sea.

"While we were marching
through Georgia."

Get out of the road, rebel!
Get out of the way!

Have you room in your carriage
for a dyin' man?

I got no room for any Southern scum,
alive or dead.

Get out of the way!

I reckon he'd rather try and walk it at that.

Giddap! Jump, you gray-backed beggars!

Act like they won the war!

Now you come on and give me them pants,
Mist' Kennedy.

Come on.

You scrub yourself with that strong
lye soap before I scrubs you myself.

I'm gonna put these britches
in the boilin' pot.

The whole Confederate Army's got
the same trouble...

...crawlin' clothes and dysentery.

It's humiliating how you treat Mr. Kennedy.

You'd be a sight more humiliated
if Mist' Kennedy's lice gets on you!

Come on, Beau.

We must leave this gentleman alone
because he's tired and he's hungry.

I don't mind, ma'am.
Good to see a youngster again.

Nice little fellow.

Another two years of war and we could
have had him with us in Cobb's Legion.

Were you in Cobb's Legion?

Yes, ma'am.

Why, then, you must know my husband,
Major Wilkes.

Oh, yes, ma'am.

He was captured at Spottsylvania, I think.

Captured!

Oh, thank heavens, then he isn't....

Oh, my poor Ashley! ln a Yankee prison!

Melanie!

Yes, Scarlett, I'm coming.
Come along, Beau.

I'll watch out for him, ma'am.
We're good friends.

Oh, thank you.

I slave day and night so we can have
food to keep body and soul together.

And you give it all away
to these starving scarecrows.

I'd rather a plague of locusts around here.

Don't scold me, Scarlett, please.

I've just heard
that Ashley was taken prisoner.

-Ashley, a prisoner!
-Yes.

And maybe if he's alive and well
he's on some Northern road right now.

And maybe some Northern woman
is giving him a share of her dinner...

...and helping my beloved
to come back home to me.

I hope so, Melly.

Miss Scarlett.

Miss Scarlett, I wanted to take up
something with your pa but...

...he doesn't seem to....

Perhaps I can help you.
I'm head of the house now.

Well, l, l....

Miss Scarlett, I was aimin' to ask
for Suellen.

Do you mean to tell me
you haven't asked for her...

...after all these years
she's been counting on you?

Well, l, the truth is,
I'm so much older than she is, and....

Well, now I haven't a cent to my name.

Who has nowadays?

Miss Scarlett, if true love carries
any weight with you...

...you can be sure your sister
will be rich in that.

I'll go out somewhere and get myself
a little business if we're engaged.

As soon as I get on my feet again--

All right, Frank.
I'm sure I can speak for Pa.

You go ask her now.

Oh, thank you, Miss Scarlett.

Excuse me, excuse me.

Scarlett, what seems to be
the trouble with Mr. Kennedy?

More trouble than he guesses.

He has finally asked for Suellen's hand.

Oh, I'm so glad.

It's a pity he can't marry her now.
At least, there'd be one less mouth to feed.

Oh, another one.

I hope this one isn't hungry.

He'll be hungry.

I'll tell Prissy to get an extra plate....

Ashley!

Ashley!

Darling!

Miss Scarlett! Don't spoil it, Miss Scarlett.

Turn me loose, you fool!
Turn me loose, it's Ashley!

He's her husband, ain't he?

-Miss Scarlett, ma'am.
-High time you got back.

-Did you get the horse shod?
-Yes, sir. He shod all right.

Fine thing when a horse can get shoes
and humans can't. Here, stir this soap.

Yes, ma'am. Miss Scarlett, ma'am.

I gotta know how much money
have you got left, in gold.

Ten dollars. Why?

That won't be enough.

What in heaven's name are you
talking about?

Well, Miss Scarlett, I see'd that old,
no-count white-trash Wilkerson...

...that used to be
Mr. Gerald's overseer here.

He's a regular Yankee now,
and he was makin' a brag...

...that his carpetbagger friends done run
the taxes way up sky-high on Tara.

But how much more have we got to pay?

I hear'd the tax man say $300.

Three hundred!

Might just as well be $3 million.

But we gotta raise it, that's all.

Yes, ma'am.

How?

I'll go ask Mr. Ashley.

Oh, he ain't got no $300, Miss Scarlett.

Well, I can ask him if I want to, can't l?

Askin' ain't gettin'.

Ashley!

They say Abe Lincoln got his start
splitting rails.

Just think what I may do
once I get the knack.

The Yankees want $300 more in taxes.

What shall we do?

Ashley, what's to become of us?

What becomes of people
when their civilization breaks up?

Those who have brains and courage
come through all right.

Those that haven't are winnowed out.

For heaven's sake, Ashley,
don't stand there talking nonsense at me...

...when it's us who are being
winnowed out.

You're right, Scarlett.

Here I am talking tommy-rot
about civilization...

...when your Tara's in danger.

You've come to me for help,
and I've no help to give you.

Oh, Scarlett, l...

...l'm a coward.

You, Ashley, a coward?

What are you afraid of?

Oh, mostly of life becoming
too real for me, I suppose.

Not that I mind splitting rails...

...but I do mind very much losing
the beauty of that life I loved.

If the war hadn't come, I'd have spent
my life happily buried at Twelve Oaks.

But the war did come.

I saw my boyhood friends blown to bits.

I saw men crumple up in agony
when I shot them.

And now I find myself in a world
which for me is worse than death.

A world in which there's no place for me.

I can never make you understand because
you don't know the meaning of fear.

You never mind facing realities...

...and you never want to escape
from them as I do.

Escape?

Oh, Ashley, you're wrong.

I do want to escape too.

I'm so very tired of it all.
I've struggled for food and for money.

I've weeded and hoed and picked cotton
until I can't stand it another minute.

I tell you, Ashley, the South is dead.
It's dead.

The Yankees and the carpetbaggers
have got it and there's nothing left for us.

Oh, Ashley...

...let's run away.

We'd go to Mexico.

They want officers in the Mexican Army.
We could be so happy there.

I'd work for you, I'd do anything for you.
You know you don't love Melanie.

You told me you loved me
that day at Twelve Oaks.

And anyway, Melanie can't....

Dr. Meade told me she couldn't have
any more children and I could give you--

Can't we ever forget
that day at Twelve Oaks?

Do you think I could ever forget it?
Have you forgotten it?

Can you honestly say you don't love me?

-No. I don't love you.
-It's a lie!

Even if it is, do you think I'd leave Melanie
and the baby, break Melanie's heart?

You couldn't leave
your father and the girls.

I could leave them. I'm sick of them.
I'm tired of them.

Yes, you're sick and tired.
That's why you're talking this way.

You've carried the load for all of us...

...but from now on I'm going to be
more help to you, I promise.

There's only one way you can help me.

Take me away.

There's nothing to keep us here.

Nothing.

Nothing except honor.

Oh, please, Scarlett.

Please, dear, you mustn't cry.

You mustn't.

Please, my brave dear, you mustn't plead.

You do love me, you do love me.

-Say it, say it.
-Don't, don't.

You love me, you love me.

We won't do this, I tell you.
It won't happen again.

I'm going to take Melanie
and the baby, and go.

Say it, you love me.

All right, I'll say it.
I love your courage and your stubbornness.

So much that I could have forgotten
the best wife a man ever had.

But, Scarlett, I'm not going to forget her.

Then there's nothing left for me.

Nothing to fight for.

Nothing to live for.

Yes, there is something.

Something you love better than me...

...though you may not know it.

Tara!

Yes, l...

...l still have this.

You needn't go.

I won't have you all starve simply
because I threw myself at your head.

It won't happen again.

-Why, it's Emmy Slattery.
-Yes, ma'am, it's me.

Stop!

You haven't forgotten your old overseer,
have you?

Well, Emmy's Mrs. Wilkerson now.

Get off those steps, you trashy wench!
Get off this land!

You can't speak that way to my wife.

Wife! High time you made her your wife.

Who baptized your other brats
after you killed my mother?

We came out here to pay a friendly call
and talk a little business with old friends.

Friends! When were we ever friends
with the likes of you?

Still high and mighty, ain't you?
Well, I know all about you.

I know your father's turned idiot.

You can't pay your taxes.

And I come here
to offer to buy the place from you...

...to make you a right good offer.

Emmy's had a hankerin' to live here.

Get off this place, you dirty Yankee.

You high-flyin' lrish will find out
who's runnin' things around here...

...when you get sold out for taxes.

I'll buy this place lock, stock and barrel
and I'll live in it.

But I'll wait for the sheriff's sale.

That's all of Tara you'll ever get!

You'll be sorry for that.

We'll be back!

I'll show you who the owner of Tara is.

Pa, come back!

Pa, come back!

Pa!

Yankee coward!

Pa!

Lordsy, Miss Scarlett.
That's Mr. Gerald's watch.

You take it. It's for you.
Pa'd want you to have it.

You ain't got no business partin'
from this watch now, Miss Scarlett.

You needs all your valuables
to sell for that tax money.

Do you think I'd sell Pa's watch?

And don't cry.

I can stand everybody's tears but yours.

Oh, Mammy, Mammy.

You been brave so long, Miss Scarlett,
you just gotta go on bein' brave.

Think about your pa like he used to be.

I can't think about Pa.

I can't think of anything but that $300.

Ain't no good thinkin' about that,
Miss Scarlett.

Ain't nobody got that much money.

Nobody but Yankees and scalawags got
that much money now.

Rhett!

Who that? A Yankee?

Oh, Mammy, I'm so thin and pale and...

...l haven't any clothes.

Scoot up to the attic and get down
Ma's old box of dress patterns.

What you up to with Miss Ellen's portieres?

You'll make me a new dress.

Not with Miss Ellen's portieres.
Not while I got breath in me.

Great balls of fire!
They're my portieres now.

I'm going to Atlanta for that $300
and I've got to go looking like a queen.

-Who goin' to Atlanta with you?
-I'm going alone.

That's what you think.
I's goin' to Atlanta with you.

With you and that new dress.

Now, Mammy, darling.

No use to try to sweet-talk me,
Miss Scarlett.

I's knowed you since I put
the first pair of diapers on you.

I said I's goin' to Atlanta with you,
and goin' I is.

Kings and traes, huh?
Too good for me, Major!

Pity we couldn't have fought the war out
in a poker game.

You'd have done better than General Grant
with far less effort.

What is it, Corporal?

Sir, there's a lady to see Captain Butler.
Says she's his sister.

Another sister?

This is a jail, not a harem, Captain Butler.

No, Major, she ain't one of those.

This one's got her mammy with her.

She has?

I'd like to see this one, Major,
without her mammy.

Let's see, my losses for the afternoon
come to what?

Three hundred and forty.

My debts do mount up, don't they, Major?

All right, Corporal.

Show Captain Butler's sister to his cell.

Thank you, Major. Excuse me, gentlemen.

It's hard to be strict with a man
who loses money so pleasantly.

-Rhett!
-Scarlett!

My dear little sister.

It's all right, Corporal.
My sister has brought me no files or saws.

Can I really kiss you now?

On the forehead like a good brother.

No, thanks.
I'll wait and hope for better things.

Oh, Rhett, I was so distressed
when I heard you were in jail.

I simply couldn't sleep for thinking.

It's not true, they're going to hang you?

Would you be sorry?

-Oh, Rhett!
-Well, don't worry, yet.

They have plotted
some charge against me...

...but they're really after my money.

They think I made off
with the Confederate Treasury.

Well, did you?

What a leading question.

But let's not talk
about sordid things like money.

How good of you to come and see me.
And how pretty you look.

Oh, Rhett, how you do run on,
teasing a country girl like me.

Thank heavens you're not in rags.
I'm tired of seeing women in rags.

Turn around.

Marvelous! You look good enough to eat.
And prosperous, too.

Thank you, I've been doing very well.

Everybody's doing well at Tara, only...

...l got so bored I just thought
I'd treat myself to a visit to town.

You're a heartless creature.
But that's part of your charm.

You know you've got more charm
than the law allows.

Now I didn't come here
to talk silliness about me, Rhett.

I came because I was so miserable
at the thought of you in trouble.

I was mad at you the night you left me
on the road to Tara...

...and I still haven't forgiven you.

Oh, Scarlett, don't say that.

Well, I must admit I might not be alive,
now, only for you.

And when I think of myself
with everything I could possibly hope for...

...and not a care in the world,
and you here in this horrid jail...

...and not even a human jail, Rhett,
a horse jail.

Oh, listen to me trying
to make jokes when...

...when I really want to cry.

In a minute I shall cry.

Scarlett, can it be possible that....

Can what be possible, Rhett?

That you've grown a woman's heart,
a real woman's heart?

I have, Rhett. I know I have.

You know, it's worth being in jail
just to hear you say that.

It's well worth it.

You can drop the moonlight
and magnolias, Scarlett.

So things have been going well
at Tara, have they?

What have you done with your hands?

I went riding last week
without my gloves.

These don't belong to a lady.
You've worked with them like a field hand.

Why did you lie? What are you up to?

In another minute I'd have believed
you cared something.

But I do care.

Suppose we get down to the truth.

You want something from me badly enough
to put on quite a show in your velvets.

What is it? Money?

I want $300 to pay the taxes on Tara.

I did lie to you
when I said everything was all right.

Things are just as bad as they possibly
could be. And you've got millions, Rhett.

What collateral are you offering?

-My earbobs.
-Not interested.

-A mortgage on Tara.
-What would I do with a farm?

You wouldn't lose.
I'd pay you back out of next year's cotton.

Not good enough.
Have you nothing better?

You once said you loved me.

If you still love me, Rhett....

You haven't forgotten
that I'm not a marrying man.

No, I haven't forgotten.

You're not worth $300.

You'll never mean anything
but misery to any man.

Go on, insult me.

I don't care what you say,
only give me the money.

I won't let Tara go. I can't let it go
while there's a breath left in my body.

Oh, Rhett.

Won't you please give me the money?

I couldn't give you the money
if I wanted to.

My funds are in Liverpool, not in Atlanta.

If I tried drawing a draft, the Yankees'd be
on me like a duck on a June bug.

So you see, my dear,
you've abased yourself to no purpose.

Here, here, here, stop it!

Want the Yankees to see you like this?

Take your hands off me, you skunk.

You knew what I was going to say
before I started.

You knew you wouldn't lend me the money
and yet you let me go on.

I enjoyed hearing what you had to say.

Cheer up. You can come to my hanging
and I'll remember you in my will.

I'll come to your hanging.
The only thing I'm afraid of...

...is that they won't hang you in time
to pay the taxes on Tara.

Tell him Belle Watlin'.

Where you been lately?
Thought you deserted Captain Butler.

Oh, I keep myself occupied. Help me out.

Who that? I ain't never see'd hair
that color before in my life.

Does you know a dyed-hair woman?

I wish I did know that one.
She'd get my money for me.

No matter what they done to you
in that jail...

...they didn't do no more
than you deserve...

...for visitin' white trash in a jail!

Fresh and green.

Right off the farm.

Hey, what are you doin' tonight, Susy?

That's one of them Georgia peaches.

There's nothing like that in Ohio.

-You know what we're going to do?
-What?

We're going to give every last one of you
40 acres and a mule!

-And a mule?
-Forty acres and a mule!

Gee!

'Cause we're your friends...

...and you're gonna become voters...

...and you're gonna vote
like your friends do!

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?

Won't you come in, and look around a bit?

I don't suppose it looks like much
to a lady, but...

...l 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 and....

Oh, I'm sorry to be the one to tell you.

Oh, it's colder. 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...

...l'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...

...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,
Gallegher.

Halt!

They're the best you can lease, ma'am.

And if you'll just give Johnny Gallegher
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 Gallegher's your man, Miss.

But remember...

...no questions and no interference.

That's a bargain.
Start them in the morning, Gallegher.

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...

...l 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 Gallegher 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.

Scarlett, 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 the Yankee carpetbaggers.

And 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.

And that 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 ya gimme a quarter?

Let go of my horse!

Hold this horse!

Help!

Help!

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's 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,
lndia Wilkes...

...l'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!

And if there was any justice,
you'd have gotten worse.

India, hush up!

Let her talk, Melanie.
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 comin' 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've been playing poker
with two Yankee captains.

They knew there'd be trouble tonight.

They've sent their cavalry out
to be ready for it.

Your husband and his friends are
walking into a trap.

Don't tell him! He's trying to trap you!

Out 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?
lf you don't tell me, I'll go crazy!

We thought it best not to tell you, Scarlett.

But Ashley and Frank and the others
have gone to clean out those woods...

...where you were attacked.

It's what a great many
of our Southern gentlemen have had...

...to do 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, lndia!

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.

"l'm born.

"To begin my life, with the beginning
of my life, I record that I was born.

"Chapter Nine.
I have a memorable birthday.

"l 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.

"l 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...."

"l 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, Captain 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, Captain Butler.
If you can walk yourself.

I want to tell you a story....

Listen, Doctor, l....

Put him there in that chair.

And now, Captain 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...

...l'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, Captain 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, l....

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 l...

...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.

It'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?
lf 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.

And now, Captain 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, Captain 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 Watlin'.

Oh, Mrs. 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 sayin' you was goin'
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 fittin' 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 l....

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 hisself...

...l wouldn't have lifted a finger to,
no matter what Captain Butler said.

She's a mighty cold woman.

Prancin' 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 gotta be goin'.

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 fittin'.

-Good night, Miss Wilkes.
-Good night, Mrs. Watling.

And you're wrong about Mrs. Kennedy.

She's brokenhearted about her husband.

Great balls of fire! It's Rhett.

Miss Scarlett, Captain 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 comin'.

I don't know why she's comin'.
But she's a-comin'.

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.

Well, what if I have?
ls 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...

...l'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.

Well, 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?

Oh, a diamond ring.
And do buy a great big one, Rhett.

You shall have the biggest
and the most vulgar ring in Atlanta.

I'll take you to New Orleans
for the most expensive honeymoon...

...my ill-gotten gains can buy.

Oh, 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.

Rhett, 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 l?

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.

Oh, 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.

Why, 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.

When I was so cold and hungry and...

...and so tired l...

...l couldn't find it. I ran through the mist
and I couldn't find it.

-Find what, honey?
-Oh, 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?

Oh, 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...

...marbled 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 Jehosophat!

Great Jehosophat!

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 seein' 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 nothin' 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
tellin' you about that.

You ain't holdin' 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,
Captain 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 goin' to name it Eugenia 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 l?

She's the first person
who's ever completely belonged to me.

Great balls of fire!

I had the baby, didn't l?

It's Melanie. May I come in?

Come in, Melly.

Yes, come in and look at my daughter's
beautiful blue eyes.

But, Captain 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 and a half again, Mammy.

You done had a baby, Miss Scarlett...

...and you ain't never goin' to be
no 18 and a half inches again.

Never. And there ain't nothin'
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 wantin' a son next year.

Go tell Captain 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 l....

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, look at 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, sorry for you because you're throwing
away happiness with both hands...

...and reaching out for something
that will never make you happy.

I don't know what you're talking about.

If you were free and Miss 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? lf 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 hard-headed business women
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!

Just why we have to wheel the baby
when we have a house full of servants....

Good morning, Mrs. Merriwether.

Good morning, Captain 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, Captain Butler.
Good morning, Scarlett.

So the millionaire speculator's
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 a 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, Captain 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.

Why, certainly, Captain Butler.

My Bonnie sucks her thumb.
I can't make her stop it.

You should 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 Captain 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 Captain 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 Captain 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 and sit close.
Lean forward and 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 fittin'...

...for a girl child to ride astraddle
with her dress flyin' 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 fittin', but....

It ain't fittin', it just ain't fittin'.

It ain't fittin'.

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 travelled 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'd 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 lndia 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 now. Get up!

I won't go! I can't go
until this misunderstanding is cleared up.

You won't cheat Miss 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 show it tonight,
you'll never be able to as long as you live.

While that wouldn't bother me,
you're ruining 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

"For he's a jolly good fellow
Which nobody can deny

"Which nobody can deny
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

"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.

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 Captain 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.

And 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.

And 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 l?

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 actin' mighty happy this mornin',
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 apologies
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. You can say
what you please, I won't contest it.

Thank you very much.

But I wouldn't dream of disgracing
the 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.

You're making a mistake,
if you think I'm leaving 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 that child 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!

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.

If you 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, sir, 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 Captain 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 little, 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.

It's no use.

Dr. Meade's left.

Scarlett's dead!

Oh, no, she's much better.

Really she is.

There, there, Captain 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 straight 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, Captain Butler, I wouldn't believe it.

There, there. Scarlett's going to get well
and there can be other babies.

Oh no, 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,
Captain 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 feelin' 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.

Well, 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 we'll have
another honeymoon.

Give up the mill? But 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!
lf you'd only think a little more about me....

I am thinking of you...

...and I'm thinking that...

...well, maybe it's the mill
that's taken 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 possible
to make her love you and not me.

Why, 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!

Bonnie!

Just like Pa.

Just like Pa!

Bonnie!

Bonnie!

Bonnie!

Lordsy, Miss Melly.
I sure is glad you has 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 says 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 Captain Butler.

Yes, ma'am. Miss Scarlett, she call him
a murderer for teachin' that child to jump.

She say, "You give me my baby
what you kill."

And then he say Miss Scarlett ain't
never cared nothin' 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 evenin',
Miss Scarlett, she shout through the door...

...and she say the funeral set
for tomorrow mornin'...

...and he says "You try that
and I kills you tomorrow.

"Do you think I's goin'
to put my child away in the...

"...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 goin' 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, Captain 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 Captain Butler.
I'll go and see Miss Scarlett.

But....

Captain 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 goin' 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.

Dr. Meade, 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, 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?

Captain Butler...

...be kind to him.

Rhett?

He loves you so.

Yes, Melly.

Goodbye.

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.

I'm so frightened.

Oh, Scarlett, what can I do?
I can't live without her, I can't.

Everything I ever had is...

...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!
lf 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...

...l 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!

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 Captain 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 half way,
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...

...l 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, "l'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!

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 it 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.

This 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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