Gone with the wind
　　Chapter 1 Scarlett’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.)
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　　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.