乱世佳人(中英对照)
Chapter 1 Scarlet's Jealousy
(Tara is the beautiful homeland of Scarlett, who is now talking with the twins, Brent and Stew, at the door step.)
BRENT: What do we care if we were expelled from college,
Scarlett The war is going to start anyday now so we would have left college anyhow.
STEW: Oh, isn't it exciting, Scarlett? You know those poor Yankees actually want a war? BRENT: We'll show 'em.
SCARLETT: Fiddle-dee-dee. War, war, war. This war talk is 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.
BRENT: Not going to be any war?
STEW: Ah, buddy, of course there's going to be a war.
SCARLETT: If either of you boys says "war" just once again, I'll go in the house and slam the door.
BRENT: But Scarlett honey..
STEW: Don't you want us to have a war?
BRENT: Wait a minute, Scarlett...
STEW: We'll talk about this...
BRENT: No please, we'll do anything you say...
SCARLETT: Well-but remember I warned you. BRENT: I've got an idea. We'll talk about the barbecue the Wilkes are giving over at Twelve Oaks tomorrow.
STEW: That's a good idea. You're eating barbecue with us, aren't you, Scarlett?
SCARLETT: Well, I hadn't thought about that yet, I'll...I'll think about that tomorrow.
STEW: And we want all your waltzes, there's first Brent, then me, then Brent, then me again, then Saul. Promise?
SCARLETTT:I'just love to.
STEW: Yahoo!
SCARLETT: If only ..if only I didn't have every one of them taken already.
BRENT: Honey, you can't do that to us.
STEW: How about if we tell you a secret?
SCARLETT: Secret? Who by?
BRENT: Well, you know Miss Melanie Hamilton, from Atlanta?
STEW: Ashley Wilkes' cousin? Well she's visiting the Wilkes at Twelve Oaks.
SCARLETT: Melanie Hamilton, that goody-goody. Who wants no secret about her. BRENT: Well, anyway we heard...
STEW:That is, they say..
BRENT: Ashley Wilkes is going to marry her.
STEW: You know the Wilkes always marry their cousins.
BRENT: Now do we get those waltzes?
SCARLETT: Of course.
BRENT: Yahoo!
SCARLETT: It can't be true...Ashley loves me.
STEW: Scarlett!
(Scarlett couldn't accept the fact ofAshley's marriage, she rushes to find her father. Mr.O'Hara is
just back from a ride.)
Mr. O'HARA: (To his horse) There's none in the county can touch you, and none in the state. SCARLETT: Paw? How proud of yourself you are! Mr. O'HARA: Well, it is Scarlett O'Hara. So, you've been spying on me. And like your sister Sue Ellen, you'll be telling your mother on me, that I was jumping again.
SCARLETT: Oh, Paw, you know I'm no 'tattle like Sue Ellen. But it does seem to me that after you broke your knee last year jumping that same fence......
Mr. O'HARA: I'll not have me own daughter telling me what I shall jump and not jump. It's my own neck, so it is.
SCARLETT: All right Paw, you jump what you please. How are they all over at Twelve Oaks? Mr. O'HARA: The Wilkes? Oh, what you expect, with the barbecue tomorrow and talking, nothing but war...
SCARLETT: Oh bother the war....was there, was there anyone else there?
Mr. O'HARA: Oh, their cousin Melanie Hamilton from Atlanta. And her brother Charles. SCARLETT: Melanie Hamilton. She's a pale-faced mealy-mouthed ninny and I hate her.
Mr. O'HARA: Ashley Wilkes doesn't think so.
SCARLETT: Ashley Wilkes couldn't like anyone like her.
Mr. O'HARA: What's your interest in Ashley and Miss Melanie?
SCARLETT: It's...it's nothing. Let's go into the house, Paw.
Mr. O'HARA: Has he been trifling with you? Has he asked
you to marry him?
SCARLETT No.
Mr. O'HARA: No, nor will he. I have it in strictest
confidence from John Wilkes this afternoon, Ashley is
going to marry Miss Melanie. It'll be announced tomorrow
night at the ball.
SCARLETT: I don't believe it!
Mr. O'HARA: Here, here what are you after? Scarlett!
What are you about? Have you been making a ^spectacle
of yourself running about after a man who's not in love
with you? When you might have any of the bucks in the
county?
SCARLETT: I haven't been running after him, it's...it's
just a surprise that's all.
Mr. O'HARA: 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.
SCARLETT: I would, I would.
Mr. O'HARA: What difference does it make whom you
marry? So long as he's a Southerner and thinks like you.
And when I'm gone, I leave Tara to you.
SCARLETT: I don't want Tara, plantations don't mean anything when...
Mr. O'Hara: Do you mean to toll me Katie Scarlett O'Hara that Tara, 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.
SCARLETT: Oh, Paw, you talk like an Irishman.
Mr. O'HARA: It's proud I am that I'm Irish. And don't you be forgetting, Missy, that you're half-Irish too. And to anyone with a drop of Irish blood in them, why the land they live on is like their mother. Oh, but there, there, now, 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 Irish.
(Next day, the O'Haras drive to Twelve Oaks for the barbeque there.)
Mr. O'HARA:: Well, John Wilkes. It's a grand day you'll be having for the barbecue.
JOHN WILKES: So it seems, Gerald. Why isn't Mrs. 0' Hara with you?
Mr. O'HARA: She's after settling accounts with the overseer, but she'll be along for the ball tonight.
INDIA: Welcome to Twelve Oaks, Mr. O'Hara.
Mr.O'HARA: : Thank you kindly, India. Your daughter is getting prettier everyday, John.
JOHN WILKES: Oh, India, here are the O'Hara girls, we must greet them.
INDIA: Can't stand that Scarlett. If you'd see the way
she throws herself at Ashley.
JOHN WILKES: Now, now, that's your brother's business. You must remember your duties as hostess. Good morning, girls! You look lovely. Good morning, Scarlett.
SCARLETT: India Wilkes. What a lovely dress. I just can't take my eyes off it.
(Scarlett enters the hall with her family.)
MAN1: Good morning, Miss Scarlett.
SCARLETT: Morning.
MAN2: Look mighty fine this morning, Miss Scarlett. SCARLETT: Thank you.
MANS: Morning Miss Scarlett.
SCARLETT: Good Morning.
MAN4: Pleasure to see you, Miss Scarlett.
MANS: Howdy, Miss Scarlett.
SCARLETT: Ashley!
ASHLEY: Scarlett! My dear!
SCARLETT: 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?
ASHLEY: Yes I'd like to, but... I've something to tell you, too. Something I...I hope you'll be glad to hear. Now come and say hello to my cousin, Melanie Wilkes. SCARLETT: Oh, do we have to?
ASHLEY: She's been looking forward to seeing you again. Melanie! Here's Scarlett.
MELANIE: Scarlett. I'm so glad to see you again. SCARLETT: Melanie Hamilton, what a surprise to run
into you here. I hope you're going to stay with us a few days at least.
MELANIE: I hope I shall stay long enough for us to become real friends, Scarlett. I do so want us to be.
ASHLEY: We'll keep her here, won't we, Scarlett? SCARLETT: Oh, we'll just have to make the biggest fuss over her, won't we, Ashley? And if there's anybody who knows how to give a girl a good time, it's Ashley. Though
I expect our good times must seem terribly silly to you because you're so serious.
MELANIE: Oh, Scarlett. You have so much life. I've always admired you so, I wish I could be more like you. SCARLETT: You mustn't flatter me, Melanie, and say things you don't mean.
ASHLEY: Nobody could accuse Melanie of being insincere. Could they, my dear?
SCARLETT: Oh, well 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. CHARLES HAMILTON: But, oh. Miss O'Hara... SCARLETT: Do you think that was kind to bring your good-looking brother down here just to break my poor, simple country-girl's heart?
(India and Sue Ellen are watching Scarlett in distance) ELLEN: Look at Scarlett, she's never even noticed Charles before, now just because he's your beau, she's after him
like a ^hornet!
SCARLETT: Charles Hamilton, I want to eat barbecue
with you. And mind you don't go ^philandering with any
other girl because I'm mighty jealous.
CHARLES HAMILTON: I won't, Miss O'Hara. I couldn't! SCARLETT: I do declare, Frank Kelly, you don't look dashing with that new set of whiskers. FRANK: Oh, thank you, thank you, Miss Scarlett. SCARLETT: You know Charles Hamilton and Ray Kelvert asked me to eat barbecue with them, but I told them I couldn't because I'd promised you. INDIA:You needn't be so amused, look at her. She's after your beau now.
Frank: Oh, that's mighty flattering of you, Miss Scarlett. I'll see what I can do, Miss Scarlett. KATHLEEN: What's your sister so mad about, Scarlett, you sparking her beau?
SCARLETT: As if I couldn't get a better beau than that old maid in britches. Brent and Stew, do talk, you handsome old thing, you...oh, no, you're not, I don't mean to say that I'm mad at you. BRENT: Why Scarlett honey...
SCARLETT: You haven't been near me all day and I wore this old dress just because I thought you liked it. I was counting on eating barbecue with you two. BRENT: Well, you are, Scarlett... STEW: Of course you are, honey. SCARLETT: Oh, I never can make up my mind which of you two's handsomer. I was awake all last night trying to figure it out. Kathleen, who's that? KATHLEEN: Who? SCARLETT: That man looking at us and smiling. A nasty dog.
KATHLEEN: My dear, don't you know? That's Rhett
Butler. He's from Charleston. He has the most terrible reputation.
SCARLETT: He looks as if, as if he knows what I looked
like without my shimmy.
KATHLEEN: How? But my dear, he isn't received. He's
had to spend most of his 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...
SCARLETT:Tell, tell...
KATHLEEN: Well, he took her out in a buggy riding in
the late afternoon without a chaperone and then, and then
he refused to marry her!
SCARLETT: (whisper)...
KATHLEEN: No, but she was ruined just the same.
(Ashley and Melanie, on the balcony open to the garden.) MELANIE: Ashley..
ASHLEY: Happy?
MELANIE: So happy
ASHLEY: You seem to belong here. As if it had all been
imagined for you.
MELANIE: I like to feel that I belong to the things you
love.
ASHLEY: You love Twelve Oaks as I do.
MELANIE: Yes, Ashley. I love it as, as more than a house.
It's a whole world that wants only to be graceful and
beautiful.
ASHLEY: And so unaware that it may not last, forever. MELANIE:
You're afraid of what may happen when the war conies, aren't you? Well, we don't have to be afraid. For us. No war can come into our world Ashley. Whatever comes, I'll love you, just as I do now. Until I die.
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(Noon time, the gentlemen are gathering in the downstair hall,
talking about the war.)
Mr. O'HARA: We've borne enough insults from the "meddling Yankees. It's time we made them understand we keep our slaves with
or without their approval. Who's to stop them right from the state of Georgia to ^secede from the Union. MAN: That's right.
Mr. O'HARA: The South must assert ourselves by force of arms.
After we fired on the Yankee rascals at Fort Sumter, we've got to fight. There's no other way. MAN1: Fight, that's right, fight! MAN2: Let the Yankee's be the ones to ask for peace. Mr. O'HARA: The situation is very simple. The Yankees can't fight and we can. CHORUS: You're
right! MANS: That's what I'll think! They'll just turn and runevery time. MAN1: One Southerner can lick twenty Yankees. MAN2: We'll
finish them in one battle. Gentlemen can always fight better than rattle. MANS: Yes, gentlemen always fight better than rattle. Mr.
O'HARA: And what does the captain of our troop say? ASHLEY: Well, gentlemen...if Georgia fights, I go with her. But like my father I hope that the Yankees let us leave the Union in peace. MAN1: But Ashley... MAN2: Ashley, they've insulted us. MANS: You can't
mean that you don't want war. ASHLEY: 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.
Mr. O'HARA: Now gentlemen, Mr. Butler has been up North I hear. Don't you agree with us, Mr. Butler? RHETT BUTLER : I think it's
hard winning a war with words, gentlemen.
CHARLES: What do you mean, sir? RHETT: I mean, Mr. Hamilton,
there's not a cannon factory in the whole South.
MAN: What difference does that make, sir, to a gentleman? RHETT:
I'm afraid it's going to make a great deal of difference to a great many
gentlemen, sir. CHARLES: Are you hinting, Mr. Butler, that the
Yankees can lick us?
RHETT: No, I'm not hinting. I'm saying very plainly that the Yankees
are better equipped than we. They've got
factories, shipyards, coalmines... and a fleet to bottle up
our habours and starve us to death. All we've got is cotton,
and slaves and ...arrogance.
MAN: That's treacherous!
CHARLES: I refuse to listen to any renegade talk!
RHETT: Well, I'm sorry if the truth offends you.
CHARLES: Apologies aren't enough sir. I hear you were
turned out of West Point Mr. Rhett Butler. And that you
aren't received in an decent family in Charleston. Not even
your own.
RHETT: I apologize again for all my shortcomings. Mr.
Wilkes,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.
(Rhett Butler leaves the hall.)
MAN: Well, that's just about what you could expect from
somebody like Rhett Butler.
Mr. O'HARA: You did everything but call him out.
CHARLES: He refused to fight.
ASHLEY: Not quite that Charles. He just refused to take
advantage of you.
CHARLES: Take advantage of me?
ASHLEY: Yes, he's one of the best shots the country, he's
proved a number of times, against steadier hands and
cooler heads than yours.
CHARLES: Well, I'll show him.
ASHLEY: No, no no, please, don't go tweaking his nos anymore. You may be needed for more important fighting, Charles.
Now if you'll excuse me, Mr. Butler's our guest... I think I'll just show
him around. (Ashley leaves the hall with intention of walking Butler
around the house. But before he can do this, Scarlett calls him into a
detached room.) SCARLETT: Ashley!
ASHLEY: Scarlett...who are you hiding from here?...What are you
up to? Why aren't you upstairs resting with the other girls? What is
this, Scarlett? A secret? SCARLETT: Well, Ashley, Ashley...! love you. ASHLEY: Scarlett... SCARLETT: I love you, I do. ASHLEY: Well, isn't it enough that you gathered every other man's heart today? You always had mine. You cut your teeth on it. SCARLETT: Oh, don't tease me now. Have I your heart my darling?
I love you, I love you... ASHLEY: You mustn't say such things.
You'll hate me for hearing them.
SCARLETT: Oh, I could never hate you and, and I know you must care about me. Oh, you do care, don't you? ASHLEY: Yes, I care. Oh can't we go away and forget we ever said these things? SCARLETT: But how can we do that? Don't you, don't you want to marry me? ASHLEY: I'm going to marry Melanie. SCARLETT: But you can't, not if you care for me.
ASHLEY: 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 I'm thinking, you don't know what marriage means.
SCARLETT: I know I love you and I want to be your wife. You don't love Melanie.
ASHLEY: She's like me, Scarlett. She's part of my blood, we understand each other. SCARLETT: But you love me!
ASHLEY: How could I help loving you? You have all the passion for life that I lack. But that kind of love isn't enough to make a successful marriage for two people who are as different as we are. SCARLETT: Why don't you say it, you coward? You're afraid to marry me. You'd rather live with that silly little fool who can't open her mouth except to say "yes", "no",and raise a houseful of mealy- mouthed brats just like her! ASHLEY: You mustn't say things like that about Melanie. SCARLETT: Who are you to tell me I mustn't? You led me on, you made me believe you wanted to marry me! ASHLEY: Now Scarlett, be fair. I never at any time... SCARLETT: 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... (Ashley leaves. Scarlett throws a vase to the wall in anger. The crashing of the vase startles Rhett Butler. He rises up from the couch in a dark corner of the room.) RHETT: Has the war started?
SCARLETT: Sir, you...you should have made your presence known.
RHETT: 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.
SCARLETT: Sir, you are no gentleman.
RHETT: And you miss are no lady. Don't think that I hold
that against you. Ladies have never held any charm for
me.
SCARLETT: First you take a low, common advantage of
me, then you insult me!
RHETT: 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? SCARLETT How dare you! You aren't fit to wipe his boot! RHETT: And you were going to hate him for the rest of
your life.
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Chapter 3 Scarlett Marrying
Charles
(Outside, there's chaos. Gentlemen, including Ashley, are leaving for the call of war.)
CHARLES: Miss 0' Hara! Miss 0' Hara, isn't it thrilling?
Mr. Lincoln has called the soldiers, volunteers to fight
against us.
SCARLETT: Oh, fiddle-dee-dee. Don't you men ever think about anything important?
CHARLES: But it's war, Miss O'Hara! And everybody's
going off to enlist, they're going right away. I'm going,
too!
SCARLETT: Everybody?
CHARLES: Oh, Miss O'Hara, will you be sorry? To see us
go,I mean.
SCARLETT: I'll cry to my pillow every night.
CHARLES: Oh, Miss O'Hara, I've told you I loved you. I
think you're the most beautiful girl in the world. And the sweetest, the dearest. I know that I couldn't hope that
you could love me, so "clumsy and stupid, not nearly good enough for you. But if you could, if you could think of
marrying me, I'd do anything in the world for you, just anything, I promise!
SCARLETT: Oh, what did you say?
CHARLES: Miss O'Hara, I said, would you marry me?
SCARLETT: Yes, Mr. Hamilton, I will.
CHARLES: You will, you'll marry me? You'll wait for me?
SCARLETT: Well, I don't think I'd want to wait.
CHARLES: You mean you'll marry me before I go? Oh,
Miss O'Hara...Scarlett...when may I speak to your father?
SCARLETT: The sooner, the better.
CHARLES: I'll go now, I can't wait. Will you excuse me?
Dear?
(The day after Melanie and Ashley's wedding, Scarlett
marries Charles Hamilton.)
MELANIE: Scarlett. I thought of you at our wedding
yesterday and I hope that yours would be as beautiful.
And it was.
SCARLETT: Was it?
MELANIE: Now we're really and truly sisters. Charles.
CHARLES: Don't cry darling. The war will be over in a
few weeks and I'll be coming back to you.
Chapter 4 Scarlett's Second Contact with Butler
( Charles died at the front, but Scarlett is not at all sad. She goes to
the donation party with Melanie, wearing black.)
DR. MEADE: 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!
MELANIE: Captain Butler, such a pleasure to see you again. I met you last at my husband's home. RHETT: That's kind of you to
remember, Mrs. Wilkes. MELANIE: Did you meet Captain Butler at Twelve Oaks, Scarlett?SCARLETT: Yes I, I think so.
RHETT: Only for a moment, Mrs. Hamilton, it was in the library.You, uh, had broken something. SCARLETT: Yes, Captain Butler, I remember you. MAN: Ladies, the Confederacy asks for your jewelry on behalf of our noble cause.
SCARLETT: We aren't wearing any, we're in mourning. RHETT:Wait. On behalf of Mrs. Wilkes and Mrs. Hamilton,.
MAN: Thank you, Captain Butler. MELANIE: Just a moment, please.
MAN: But, it's your wedding ring, ma'am. MELANIE: It may help my husband more, off my finger. MAN:Thank you.
RHETT: It was a very beautiful thing to do, Mrs. Wilkes.SCARLETT: Here, you can have mine,
too. For the cause.
RHETT:And you Mrs. Hamilton. I know just how much that means to you.
MAN: Melanie.-.I need your approval as a member of the committee with something we want to do, that's rather shocking. Will you excuse us, please? RHETT: I'll say one thing. The war makes the most peculiar widows.
SCARLETT: I wish you'd go away. If you'd had any raising, you'd know I never want to see you again.
RHETT: Now, why be silly?You've no reason for hating me. I'll carry your guilty secret to my grave.
SCARLETT: Oh, I guess I'd be very unpatriotic to hate one of the great heroes of the war. I do declare, I was surprised that you'd turned out to be such a noble character.
RHETT: I can't bear to take advantage of your little girl's ideas, Miss O'Hara. I am neither noble nor heroic. SCARLETT: But you are ablockade runner. RHETT: For profit. And profit only SCARLETT:Are you trying to tell me you don't believe in the cause?
RHETT: I believe in Rhett Butler. He's the only cause I know. The rest doesn't mean much to me. DR. MEADE: And now, ladies and gentlemen. I have a startling surprise for the benefit of the hospital. Gentlemen, if you wish to lead the opening real with the lady of your choice, you must bid for her. WOMAN: Caroline Meade, how could you permit your husband to conduct this, this, slave auction?
CAROLINE MEADE: Darling Merry Weather, 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. WOMAN: She did?
AUNT PITTY: Oh dear, oh dear, where are my smelling salts? I think I shall faint. CAROLINE MEADE: Don't you dare faint, Lilly
Beth Hamilton. IfMelanie says it's all right, it is all right. DR. MEADE: Come gentlemen, do I hear your bids? Make your offers! Don't be bashful, gentlemen! MAN1: Twenty dollars! Twenty dollars for Miss Maybelle Merryweather.
MAN2: Twenty five dollars for Miss Fanny Ossing! DR. MEADE:
Only twenty five dollars to give. RHETT: One hundred and fiftydollars in gold. DR. MEADE: For what lady, sir? RHETT: For Mrs.
Charles Hamilton. DR. MEADE: For whom, sir? RHETT: Mrs.Charles Hamilton. DR. MEADE: Mrs. Hamilton is in mourning,
Captain Butler. But I'm sure any of our Atlanta belles would be proud to.
RHETT: But talk to me. I said Mrs. Charles Hamilton. DR. MEADE: She will not consider it, sir. (Flame in Scarlett's eyes.)
SCARLETT:Oh, yes, I will.
(Scarlett squeezes through the crowd to Butler. They go dancing.)
RHETT: We've sort of shocked the Confederacy, Scarlett.
SCARLETT: It's a little like blockade running, isn't it? RHETT: It's worse. But I expect a very fancy profit out of it.
SCARLETT: I don't care what you expect or what they think, I'm gonna dance and dance. Tonight I wouldn't minddancing with Abe Lincoln himself.
(In the Hamiltons. Rhett pays a visit to Scarlett and brings her a bonnet from Paris.) SCARLETT: Oh, oh, oh the darling thing. Oh, Rhett, it's lovely, lovely! You didn't really bring it
all the way from Paris just for me!
RHETT: 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.
SCARLETT: Oh, Rhett!RHETT: It's my duty to blade boys at the front, to keep our girls at home looking pretty.
SCARLETT: It's been so long since I had anything new.
(Scarlett tries the bonnet on. Then she diverts it, considering this is the right way.) SCARLETT: How do I look?RHETT: Awful, just awful.
SCARLETT: Why, what's the matter?
RHETT: This war stopped being a joke when a girl like you doesn't know how to wear the latest fashion.
SCARLETT: Oh, Rhett, let me do it. But Rhett, I don't know how I'd dare wear it.
RHETT: You will, though. And another thing. Those pantalets. I don't know a woman in Paris wears pantalets anymore.
SCARLETT: What do they... you shouldn't talk about such things.
RHETT: You little "hypocrite, you don't mind my knowing about them, just my talking about them.
SCARLETT: Rhett, I really can't go on accepting these gifts. Though you are awfully kind. RHETT: I'm not kind, I'm just tempting you. I never give anything without expecting something in return. I always get paid.
SCARLETT: If you think I'll marry you just to pay for the bonnet, I won't.
RHETT: Don't flatter yourself, I'm not a marrying man.SCARLETT: Well, I won't kiss you for it, either.
RHETT: 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.
SCARLETT: And I suppose that you think that you are the proper person.
RHETT: I might be, if the right moment ever came.
SCARLETT: You're a conceited, black- hearted varmint, Rhett Butler, and I don't know why I let you come and see me.
RHETT: I'll tell you why, Scarlett. Because I'm the only man over sixteen and under sixty who's around to show you a good time. But cheer up, the war can't last much longer.SCARLETT: Really, Rhett? Why?
RHETT: There's a little battle going on right now that ought to pretty well fix things. One way or the other.
SCARLETT: Oh, Rhett, is Ashley in it?
RHETT: So you still haven't gotten the wooden headed Mr. Wilkes out of your mind? Yes, I suppose he's in it.
SCARLETT: Oh, tell me, Rhett, where is it?RHETT: Some little town in Pennsylvania called Gettysburg.
Chapter 5 Scarlett Taking Care of Melanie
(Atlanta prayed while onward surged the triumphant Yankees...Headswere high, but hearts were heavy, as the wounded and the refugees poured into unhappy Georgia......In the hospital, Scarlett helps out as a nurse there, but her patience was easily suffocated by the dying and screaming there.)
Priest: With the Lord as my shepherd I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures. With the sword at my soul. He leadeth me in the paths of "righteousness for his namesake. Yea, though I walked through the valley at the shadow of death, I will fear no evil. For thou art with me. Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.
VOICE: Mrs. Hamilton, Dr. Wilson is waiting.
SCARLETT: Let him wait, I'm going home, I've done enough.I don't want any more men dying and screaming, I don't want anymore.
(Scarlett runs out of the hospital onto the street, where she finds the whole city is shaking in the flame of war. Everyone is fleeing. She is totally at a loss what to do, then Butler comes with a carriage.)
RHETT: Scarlett! Whoah. Climb into this buggy, this is no day for walking,you'll get run over. SCARLETT: Rhett, ride me to where Aunt Pitty is, please.
RHETT: Panic's a pretty sight, isn\'t it. Whoah, whoah. That's just another one of General Shermans calling cards. He'll be paying us a visit soon.
SCARLETT: I've gotta get out of here, I gotta get out of here before the Yankees come. RHETT: And leave your work at the hospital? Or have you had enough of death and lice and men chopped up? Well I suppose you weren't meant for sick men, Scarlett.
SCARLETT: Don't talk to me like that, Rhett, I'm so scared, I wish I'd get out of here!
RHETT: Let's get out of here together. No use staying here, letting the South come down around your ears. There are too many nice places to go and visit. Mexico, London, Paris... SCARLETT: With you?
RHETT: Yes Ma'am. I'm the 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 Wilkes out of your heart. Well, I hear Mrs. Wilkes is going to have a baby in another month or so. It\'s 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?
SCARLETT: I hate and despise you, Rhett Butler. And I'll hate and despise you till I die! RHETT: Oh, no, you won't, Scarlett, not that long.
(The Hamiltons. Scarlett is packing, preparing forleaving.)DR. MEADE: What is this? You ain't planning on running away?
SCARLETT: 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.
DR. MEADE: You've got to listen to me. You must stay here.AUNT PITTY: Without a chaperone, Dr. Meade, it simply isn't done.
DR. MEADE: Good Heaven's woman, this is war, not a garden party. Scarlett, you've got to stay, Melanie needs you.
SCARLETT: Oh, bother Melanie!
DR. MEADE: She's ill already. She shouldn't even be having a baby. She may have a difficult
time.
SCARLETT: Can't we take her along?
DR. MEADE: Would you want her to take that chance? Would you want her to be taunted over rough roads and
have the baby ahead of time in the buggy?SCARLETT: It isn't my baby, you take care of it.
DR. MEADE: Scarlett, we haven't enough doctors, much less nurses to look after a sick woman. You've got to stay for Melanie.
SCARLETT: What for? I don't know anything about babies being borne.
PRISSY: I knows! I knows! I knows how to do it. I've done it lots and lots. let me doctor, let me. I can do everything.
DR. MEADE: Good. Then I'll rely on you to help us. PRISSY: Yes Doctor.
DR. MEADE: Ashley's fighting on the field. Fighting for the cause. He may never come back. He may die. Scarlett, we owe him a wellborne child. AUNT PITTY: If you're coming Scarlett, hurry! SCARLETT: I promised Ashley, something. DR. MEADE: Then you'll stay? Good. Go along Miss Pittifett. Scarlett's staying.
SCARLETT: Prissy! Prissy! Come here Prissy! Go pack my things and Miss Melanie's, too. We're to Tara right away, the Yankees are coming. MELANIE: Scarlett! Scarlett! SCARLETT: Oh, Melanie, we're going to... Melanie.
MELANIE: I'm sorry to be such a bother, Scarlett. It'll begin at daybreak.SCARLETT: But, the Yankees are coming.
MELANIE: 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? SCARLETT: Oh, fiddle-dee-dee, Melanie, aren't things bad enough without you talking about dying? I'll send for Dr.Meade right away.
MELANIE: Not yet, Scarlett. I couldn't let Dr. Meade sit here for hours while, while all those poor, badly wounded boys...
SCARLETT: Prissy! Prissy come here quick! Prissy, go get Dr. Meade, run quick! Don\'t stand there like a scared
goat, run! Hurry, Hurry! I\'ll sell you South I will, I swear I will! I'll sell you South!
(Later, Prissy comes back alone. Scarlett has to find the doctor herself.)
PRISSY: Is the doctor coming?SCARLETT: No, he can't come.PRISSY: Oh, Miss Scarlett, Miss Melanie bad off!
SCARLETT: He can\'t come, there's nobody to come. Prissy,you've got to manage without the doctor. I\'ll help you.
PRISSY: Oh, lawdsy, Miss Scarlett!SCARLETT: What is it?
PRISSY: Lawdsy, we've got to have a doctor! I don\'t know nothing about birthing babies. SCARLETT: What do you mean? You told me you knew everything about it!
PRISSY: I don\'t know how can I tell such a lie. Ma ain't never let me around when folks was having them.
SCAELETT: Go! Stop it! Go light a fire on the stove. Get boiling water in the kettle. Get me a ball of twine, and all the clean towels you can find, and, the scissors. And don\'t come telling me you can't find them. Go get them and get them quick!
Chapter 6 Back to Tara
(Panic hit the city with the first ofSherman shells......Helpless and unarmed, the populace fled from the oncoming Juggernaut . And desperately the gallant
"remnants of an army marched out to face the foe. Melaniegives birth to a child with the help ofScarlett. Now Scarlett
sends Prissy for Rhett Butler, she's getting ready to leave.)
RHETT: Whoah, whoah.SCARLETT: Rhett, is that you, Rhett?PRISSY: He's here, Miss Scarlett, he's here!
SCARLETT: Oh, Rhett, I knew you'd come.
RHETT: Good evening. Nice weather we're having. Prissy tells me you 're planning on... SCARLETT: If you make any jokes now, I'll kill you!RHETT: Don't tell me you're frightened. SCARLETT: I'm scared to death, and if you had the sense of a goat you'd be scared, too! Oh, the Yankees!
RHETT: No, not yet, that's what's left by our army blowingup the ammunition, so the Yankees won't get it.
SCARLETT: We've got to get out of here.RHETT: At your service, Madame. Just where were you figuring on going?
SCARLETT: Home, to Tara.
RHETT: Tara? Don't you know that they've been fighting all day around Tara? Do you think you can parade rightthrough the Yankee army with a sick woman, a baby and simply minded darkie? Or do you intend leaving them behind.
SCARLETT: They're going with me and I'm going home and you can't stop me!
RHETT: Don't you know it's dangerous jouncing Mrs.Wilkes over miles of open country? SCARLETT: I want my mother! I want to go home to Tara!
RHETT: Tara's probably been burned to the ground. The woods are full of ^stragglers from both armies, the least thing they'll
do is take the horse away from you. And even though it isn't much of an animal, I did have a lot of troublestealing it.
SCARLETT: 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! I will!
RHETT: It's all right, darling, it's all right. Now you shall go home. I guess anybody who did what you've done today
can take care of Sherman. Stop crying. Now blow your nose like a good little girl...there... SCARLETT: Prissy, what are you doing?PRISSY: I'm packing, Miss Scarlett.
SCARLETT: Well, stop it. Come and get the babyPRISSY: Yes.SCARLETT: Melanie, Melanie... RHETT: Mrs. Wilkes. We're taking you to Tara.MELANIE: Tara...SCARLETT: It's the only way, Melanie.MELANIE: No...
SCARLETT: Sherman will bum the house over our heads if we stay.It's all right, Melanie, it's all right.
MELANIE: There, there.... little baby..RHETT: Have you the strength to put your arms around my neck?
MELANIE: I think so.RHETT: Never mind.MELANIE: Oh,Ashley..Charles!
RHETT: What is it? What does she want?
SCARLETT: Ashley's picture and Charles' sword, she wants us to bring them.RHETT: Get them. (They venture all the way. At last they are pretty near Tara. Rhett suddenly stops.) SCARLETT: Why did you stop?
RHETT: This is the turn to Tara. I let the horse breathe a bit. Mrs. Wilkes...
PRISSY: Miss Melanie done fainted way back. Captain Butler.
RHETT: 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?SCAELETT: Oh, yes, yes, I know we can get through it, I'm sure we can. RHETT: Not we, my dear, you. I'm leaving you here.SCARLETT: You're what? Rhett, where are you going?
RHETT: I'm going, my dear, to join the army.SCARLETT: oh, you're joking. I could kill you for scaring me so.
RHETT: I'm very serious, Scarlett. I'm going to join up with our brave lads in gray. SCARLETT: But they're running away.
RHETT: Oh, no, they'll turn and make a last stand, if I know anything about them. And when they do, I'll be with them. I'm a little late, but better late than...SCARLETT: Rhett, you must be joking.
RHETT: Selfish to the end, aren't you? Thinking of your own precious hide with never a thought for the noble cause.
SCARLETT: Rhett, how could you do this to me, and why should you go now that, after it's all over and I need you, why? Why?
RHETT: 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?SCARLETT: You should die of shame to leave me here alone and helpless.
RHETT: You, helpless? Heaven help the Yankees if they capture you. Now climb down here. I want to say goodbye.
SCARLETT: No.RHETT: Climb down.
SCARLETT: Oh Rhett, please don't go. You can't leave me, please,I'll never forgive you. RHETT: 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 that I do know. And that is I love you, Scarlett. In spite of you and me and the whole silly world going to pieces around us, I 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.SCARLETT: Don't hold me like that. RHETT: 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.
(Butler is pressing his lips onto Scarlett's.)SCARLETT: Let me alone!
RHETT: Here's a soldier of the South that 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 who's sending a soldier to his death with a beautiful memory. Scarlett, kiss me, kiss me, once.
SCARLETT: You're a low-down, cowardly, nasty thing, you! They were right. Everybody was right, you, you aren't a gentleman.
RHETT: A minor point at such a moment. Here, if anyonelays a hand on that nag, shoot him. But don't make amistake and shoot the nag.
SCARLETT: Oh, go on. I want you to go. I hope acannonball lands slap on you, I hope you're blown into amillion pieces, I...
RHETT: Never mind the rest, I follow your general idea.And when I'm dead on the order of my country, I hopeyour conscience heard you. Good-bye Scarlett.(Scarlett drives on.) SCARLETT: Melanie, Melanie, we're home! We're atTara! Hurry, move brute!
PRISSY: Oh, Miss Scarlett, he's dead!
SCARLETT: I can't see the house, is it there? I can't seethe house, have they burned it? It's all right, it's all right,they haven't burned it. It's still there!
(Tara had survived, to face the hell and famine of defeat.)
SCARLETT: Mother! Mother, I'm home! Mother, I'mhome! Mother let me in, it's me, Scarlett. Oh, Paw, I'mhome, I'm home... I'm home.Mr. O'HARA: Careful, carefulScarlett...SCARLETT: Mammie, mammy, I'm home.MAMMIE: Oh, honey child...
SCARLETT: Mammy, I'm so, so....where's mother?
MAMMIE: Why...Miss Sue Ellen, Miss Carreen, theywere sick with the typhoid. They had it bad, but they'sdoing all right now. Just weak like little kittens.SCARLETT: But, where's mother? MAMMIE: Well, Miss Ellen, she went down to nurse that Emmy Sladdly, that white trash. And she took down with it, too. Then lst night, she...SCARLETT: Mother? Mother? Mother! (Scarlett walks into her mother's room faintly. There, in darkand quietness, lies Mrs. O'Hara. She's dead.)
Mammyie: Miss Scarlett honey...SERV ANT: If there's anything I can do, Miss Scarlett... SCARLETT: What did you do with Miss Melanie?
MAMMIE: Don't you worry your pretty head about Miss Melanie, child. I done slapped her in bed already along with the baby.
SCARLETT: You better put that cow I brought into the barn, Paul.SERVANT: There ain't no barn MAMMIE: Don't you worry your pretty head about Miss Melanie,child. I done slapped her in bed already along with the baby.
SCARLETT: You better put that cow I brought into the barn, Paul.
SERV ANT: There ain't no barn no more, Miss Scarlett. The Yankees done burned it to firewood. MAMMIE: They used the house for their headquarters Miss Scarlett.
SERV ANT: They camped all around the place.SCARLETT: Yankees in Tara?
MAMMIE: Yes'm. And they stole almost everything they didn't burn. All the clothes, and all the rugs, and even Miss Ellen's rosaries.SCARLETT: I'm starving, Paul. Get me something to eat. MAMMIE: There ain't nothing to eat honey. They took it all.
SCARLETT: All the chickens, everything?
SERV ANT: They took them the first day. And what they didn't eat they carried off across their saddles.
SCARLETT: Don't tell me any more about what they did.
(Scarlett goes into the room, finding her father in solitude.)SCALETT: What's this , Paw? Whisky?
Mr. O'HARA: Yes daughter. Katie Scarlett, that's enough. Your not knowing spirits, you'll make yourself 'tipsy.
SCARLETT: I hope it makes me drunk. I'd like to be drunk. Oh, Paw...what are those papers? Mr. O'HARA: Bonds. They're all we've saved. All we have left. Bonds.
SCARLETT: But what kind of bonds, Paw?Mr. O'HARA: Why, Confederate bonds of course,
darling.
SCARLETT: Confederate bonds. What good are they to anybody?
Mr. O'HARA: I'll not have you talking like that, Katie Scarlett.
SCARLETT: Oh, Paw, what are we going to do with no money and, ...and nothing to eat?
Mr. O'HARA: We must ask your mother. That's it. We must ask Mrs.O'Hara.
SCARLETT: Ask Mother?
Mr. O'HARA: Yes. Mrs. O'Hara will know what's to bedone. Now don't be bothering me. Go out for a ride. I'mbusy.
SCARLETT: Oh, Paw. Don't worry about anything. It isGod's hope. You needn't worry. (Scarlett leaves the room, closing the door behind her.)
MAMMIE: Miss Scarlettt? What are we going to do withnothing to feed them sick folks and that child?
SCARLETT: I don't know Mammy. I don't know.MAMMIE: We ain't got nothing but radishes in the garden.
PRISSY: Miss Scarlett, Miss Sue Ellen and Miss Corrine,They's fussin to be sponged off SCARLETT: Where are the other servants Mammie?
MAMMIE: Miss Scarlett, there's only just me and Paulleft. The others moved off during the war and ran away.
PRISSY: I can't take care of that baby and sick folks too.I've only got two hands.
SERV ANT: Who's going to milk that cow, Miss Scarlett?We's house workers.
(Exhausted and hungry as Scarlett is, she goes out to theopen field, digging out the leftover radishes in the ground,swallowing.
SCARLETT: As God as my witness....as God as my witnessthey're not going to lick me. I'm going to live through thisand when it's all over, I'll never be hungry again. No, norany of my folk. If I have to lie, steal, cheat, or kill, as Godas my witness, I'll never be hungry again.
Chapter 7 Ashley Back Home
(Home from their lost adventure came the lattered
Cavaliers. Grimly they came hobbling back to the
desolation that had once been a land of grace and plenty.And with them came another invader, more cruel andvicious than any they had fought, the Carpetbagger.)
SERV ANT: Katie Scarlett! It's over! It's over! It's all over,the war! We surrendered! CORRINE: It's not possible.SUE ELLEN: Why did we ever fight?MELANIE: Ashely will be coming home.
SCARLETT: Yes, Ashely will be coming home. We'll plantmore cotton. Cotton ought to go sky-high next year.
MELANIE: Scarlett, what seems to be the trouble withMr. Kennedy?
SCARLETT: More trouble than he guesses. He's finallyasked for Sue Ellen's hand. MELANIE: Oh, I'm so glad.SCARLETT: It's a pity he can't marry her now. At leastbe one less mouth to feed.
(Scarlett, Melanie and Mammie stand in front of the door.A figure appears in the distance.) SCARLETT: Oh another one. I hope this one isn't hungry
MAMMIE: Oh, he'll be hungrySCARLETT: I'll tell Prissy to get an extra plate.
(It's Ashley! Melanie opens her arms, running to him.)MELANIE: Ashley! Ashley!
MAMMIE: Miss Scarlett! Don't spoil it. Miss Scarlett.SCARLETT: Turn me loose, you fool, turn me loose! It'sAshley.
MAMMIE: He's her husband, Auntie.
(Several days passed. One day, a servant comes toScarlett.)
SERV ANT: Miss Scarlett Ma'am...SCARLETT: High time you got back. Did you get the horseshod?
SERV ANT: Yes'm, he shod all right. Miss Scarlett Ma'am.
SCARLETT: Fine thing when a horse can get shoes andhumans can't. Here stir the soup.
SERV ANT: Miss Scarlett Ma'am, I've got to know howmuch money have you got left? In gold. SCARLETT: Ten dollars. Why?SERV ANT: That won't be enough.
SCARLETT: What in Heaven's name are you talkingabout?
SERV ANT: Well, Miss Scarlett, I see that old no-accountwhite trash, Wilkenson, that used to be Mister Jerry'soverseer here. He's a regular Yankee now, and he wasmaking a brag, that his carpetbagger friends done runthe taxes way up sky-high on Tara.
SCARLETT: How much more do we gotta pay?SERV ANT: I heard the tax man say three hundred dollars.
SCARLETT: Three hundred... Oh, my, just as well be threemillion. Well, we gotta raise it, that's all.SERV ANT: Yes'm. How?
SCARLETT: I'll go ask Mr. Ashley.SERV ANT: Oh, he ain't got no three hundred dollars. MissScarlett.
SCARLETT: Well, I can ask him if I want to, can't I?SERV ANT: Asking ain't getting.
(The Farm. Ashley is chopping wood.)
SCARLETT: Ashely...
ASHLEY: They say Abe Lincoln got his start splitting rails.Just think what heights I may climb to once I get the"knack.
SCARLETT: Ashely. The Yankees want three hundreddollars more in taxes. What shall we do? Ashley, what's tobecome of us?
ASHLEY: What do you think becomes of people whentheir civilization breaks up? Those who have brains andcourage come through all right. Those who haven't arewinnowed out. SCARLETT: For Heaven's sake Ashley Wilkes. Don't standthere talking nonsense at me when it's us who are beingwinnowed out.
ASHLEY: You're right, Scarlett. Here I am talkingtummy-rot about civilization, when your Tara's in danger.You come to me for help and I have no help to give you.Oh, Scarlett, I'm a coward. SCARLETT: You, Ashley, a coward? What are you afraidof?
ASHLEY: Oh, mostly of life becoming too real for me, Isuppose. Not that I mind splitting rails. But I do mind very much losing the beauty of that, 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 crumple3 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 is no place for me. Oh, 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.
SCARLETT: 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 and 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. Ashley 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 ever have any more children. And I could give you...
ASHLEY: Can't we ever forget that day at Twelve Oaks?
SCARLETT: Just think I could ever forget it, have you forgotten it? Can you honestly say you don't love me?
ASHLEY: No, I ...I don't love you.SCARLETT: It's a lie.
ASHLEY: Even if it is a lie, do you think that I could go off and leave Melanie and the baby? Break Melanie's heart? Scarlett,are you mad? You couldn't leave your father and the girls. SCARLETT: I could leave them, I'm sick of them, I'm tired of them...
ASHLEY: Yes, you 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.
SCARLETT: There's only one way you can help me. Take me away. There's nothing to keep us here.
ASHLEY: Nothing...nothing except honor. Please Scarlett, please dear, you mustn't cry. Please, my brave dear, you mustn't...
SCARLETT: You do love me, you do love me...
ASHLEY: No don't, don't!SCARLETT: You love me
ASHLEY: We won't do this, I tell you, we won't do it. It won't happen again, I'm going to take Melanie and the baby and go.
SCARLETT: Just say that you love me.
ASHLEY: All right, I'll say it. I love your courage and your stubbornness. I love them so much that a moment ago I could have forgotten the best wife a man ever had. But Scarlett, I'm not going to forget her.
Chapter 8 Raising of the Tax
(Wilkenson, Mr. O'Hara's ex-overseer, comes to Tara with his newly-
married wife. They intend to buy Tara, for they know the "turbulence
Tara now is in.)
SCARLETT: Why, Emmy Sladdly EMMY
SLADDL Y: Yes'm, it's me.
SCARLETT: Stop!
WILKENSON: You haven't forgotten your old overseer, have you?
Huh? Well, Emmy is Mrs. Wilkenson now...
SCARLETT: Get off those steps, you trashy wench. Get off this land!
WILKENSON: You can't speak that way to my wife. SCARLETT:
Why? High time you made her your wife. Who baptized your other
brats after you killed my mother?