飘 Gone with the Wind Movie Script

(In the lumber mill, Scarlett comes to see Ashley.)

ASHLEY:

Why Scarlett. What are you doing downtown this time of day?

SCARLETT:

Why Ashely, I just...

ASHLEY:

Why aren't you helping Mellie get ready for my surprise birthday party?

SCARLETT:

Why Ashley Wilkes. You aren't supposed to know anything about that. Melanie'd be so disappointed you weren't surprised.

ASHLEY:

I won't let her down. I'll be the most suprised man in Atlanta. Well as long as you're here, let me show you the books. So you can see just how bad a businessman I really am.

SCARLETT:

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 slab out of my head.

ASHLEY:

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. When you sat under a tree surrounded by dozens of beaus.

SCARLETT:

That girl doesn't exist any more. Nothing's turned out as I expected. Ashley, nothing. ASHLEY Yes, we've traveled a long road since the old days, haven't we, Scarlett? All the lazy days...and the warm, still, country twilight...the high soft Negro laughter from the quarters...the golden warmth, and security of those days.

SCARLETT:

Don't look back, Ashley Don't look back. It drags at your heart till...till you can't do anything but look back.

ASHLEY:

I didn't mean to make you sad my dear. I never want you to be anything but completely happy.

(Ashley hugs sad Scarlett. Mrs. Meade and India happen to enter the room. Seeing this, they leave, wordless and disgusted. Scarlett is now back at home, lying in the bed.)

SCARLETT:

Oh, Who is it?

RHETT:

Only your husband.

SCARLETT:

Come in.

RHETT:

Am I actually being invited into the sanctuary?

You're not ready for Melanie's party?

SCARLETT:

I've got a headache, Rhett. You go without me and make my excuses to Melanie.

RHETT:

What a wheg-livered little coward you are. Get up.

You're going to that party and you'll have to hurry.

SCARLETT:

Has India...

RHETT:

Yes, my dear, India has, every woman in town knows the story and every man, too.

SCARLETT:

You should have killed them for spreading lies.

RHETT:

I have a strange way of not killing people who tell the truth. No time to argue, now get up.

SCARLETT:

I won't go! I can't go until this misunderstanding is cleared up.