Say hello to the baby.
Enjoy yourselves, won't you?
It breaks your heart
not to have the baby's father here,
god rest his soul,
celebrating his daughter's
first lovely year among us.
It's the only sadness on this joyous day, Bridie.
Were you at the birth,
you'd have believed this day would never come.
Nor that I'd be here to remember it.
There's easier ways of having babies.
You gave your mammy the calamitous time of it, though,
didn't you?
Scarlett, here's someone
You haven't met yet,
and time you did - Mary Boyle my niece.
Hello.
Pleased to meet you, ma'am.
She's the daughter of my half-brother Liam.
Does that make us related somehow?
It might well at that.
Hello, Bridie.
Where have you been keeping yourself?
Might you be up to a dance?
Why, certainly.
I didn't see you over at the dance.
Go on, da.
I wonder if you had any new thoughts
about your baby's dad.
What about him?
About him knowing that the child exists.
Have I had any new thoughts about telling him?
The answer's no.
I wonder if it's just.
It is to me.
It seems a terrible grudge.
He'll know when I'm ready for him to know.
Sounds like the distant future.
I prefer not to discuss the matter.
I would be derelict in my duty
if I didn't broach the subject.
What duty is that, for heaven's sake?
My duty to the rightness of things.
It's so good to have you back, Rhett.
I'm sure glad of it.
I couldn't fail to return
on my wedding anniversary.
Not if you knew what was good for you.
A toast to the first year
of what I hope shall be many of wedded bliss.
I believe this is your third toast this evening.
Who's counting?
I trust your trip up north
Was successful in its intentions.
Beyond my expectations.
I expect my next trip will be beyond yours.
Mine?
Pretty as that bauble around your neck is,
I believe I can do better
by way of an anniversary present.
How could you do better than that?
That must have cost a fortune.
What do you mean?
Well, I've decided it's time
To combine some pleasure with my business.
In a couple of weeks,
you and I are going to be sailing-
far away to a foreign land.
Where to?
England first, then Ireland.
Oh, my!
Oh. What business do you have there,
if I may inquire?
I'm buying a horse.
I've never been anywhere.
You're traveling across the ocean
To buy a horse?
You could buy a horse 2 miles from here.
Not the kind I'm after.
I'm going to breed horses.
And some of the finest horses in the world are in Ireland.
Sally put me in touch with a friend of hers.
He'll find me one or two good animals
To start my string.
Well, good aunt Sally.
Well, I, for one -
or should I say two -
am delighted to hear this.
Is it going to be more or less of a hobby?
If it just turned out a hobby,
I'll have failed miserably.
A most unlikely happenstance,
I should say.
England. Ireland.
I'm so thrilled I could choke.
Happy anniversary.
Yes?
You've a caller, ma'am.
It's lord Fenton.
Come on, darling.
Are we going to have our tea?
This is very thoughtful of you, Richard.
A small birthday acknowledgment
For your lovely Catherine.
Oh, good heavens.
It's absolutely enchanting.
Thank you so much.
There's a whistle, as well.
I don't know whether to give it to cat
or keep it myself.
I should be very pleased
to be given the opportunity
to offer you far more beautiful
and certainly more appropriate gifts.
Are you, what we call in Georgia,
Making advances, Richard?
Only of the most tentative sort.
It's been some time
since I've been given a gift by a man.
I'd call that inexcusable.
Me, too, if I was to think about it,
but I'd as soon not.
Perhaps you should.
You might find yourself inclined to correct the situation.
I don't know that it needs correcting.
Don't you?
Cat's going to adore this.
Thank you.
May I inquire, in all innocence,
Whether you've considered a jaunt down to Dublin?
I have been thinking about that.
The state ball's just a month away.
State ball. - What's that?
Sounds fancy.
It's quite elegant, yes.
At Dublin castle - home of the Viceroy and Vicereine.
Vicereine?
It guess that would be mrs. Viceroy.
I shouldn't address her as such.
Are you suggesting I might have the opportunity
to address her at all?
Scarlett, I believe you're toying with me
In your very best and most charming southern belle manner.
And what a belle you must have been.
Then, care to escort me
to the state ball in Dublin, lord Fenton,
and introduce me to the viceroy and his missis?
I should be delighted, mrs. Butler.
Can I have a bit of your time?
I'm in no hurry.
Will we go to my hovel?
I'll make you a cup of tea.
After all the times I've asked you
to show me where you live,
you don't think I'll turn down your invitation?
I'm going to a horse fair next week.
Are you? Where?
A place called Drogheda.
It's a fine fair.
Are you buying or just looking?
I'm looking to buy.
Was there something special
You wanted to see me about?
There is.
Looks like it might be serious.
This of an enormous trust, Scarlett,
and we're giving you ours.
We?
Who?
The Fenian brotherhood.
What do you have to do with them, Colum?
A great deal.
You're not one of them?
That's not what you're telling me?
Yes, I am.
But you're a priest.
I was an irishman before I was a priest.
Should I be denied my priesthood,
I'd still be an irishman.
They want a revolution, don't they, the fenians?
The time will come.
Not this year, not next maybe,
But it'll come sure as the day.
It'll take us out of the dark night of oppression
We've been in 200 years.
You're talking about killing people.
Do you recall telling me
your loathing for the union soldiers
Walking the streets of Charleston,
A city under the rule of military government
near 10 years after the end of the war you lost?
Can you imagine that government
taking all the bounty of your land
and sending it north
whilst your own people were scrabbling for what's left
and starving to death?
Can you imagine that?
I don't have to imagine it.
It happened to us. I lived it.
All right, then.
I've got something to show you.
It's all right, Brendan.
Is it done?
It is.
Scarlett, say hello to Brendan Donnelly.
Hello.
Watch your step.
This is on my land.
And you have a right to know it.
What would happen to me if the english found this?
I'd lie like the devil if I was you,
and if I was you, I'd get away with it.
We mightn't be so fortunate.
Where do they come from?
America mostly,
and believe it or not,
we have friends in England.
Would I be correct in assuming
This is why you do so much traveling?
You would.
What am I supposed to do now,
Wish you good luck
and hope a troop of english soldiers
Don't come banging on my door?
We'll take the good luck and thank you for it.
But you might do more.
It's not only guns we're involved with.
There's other, gentler work we're about.
Money's needed for that, as well-
paying rents to keep people in their homes,
feeding them that are starving,
clothing children,
affording them something of an education.
In secret, mind you.
Because educating children
Is against the law, as well.
I wonder if you realize,
if we'd governed ourselves these last couple centuries,
you wouldn't understand a word I'm saying
because I'd be speaking in my own tongue.
I'd be speaking irish.
But I can't speak irish because I never learnt it-
as generations of us never learnt it-
because it was against the law to learn it,
against the law to speak it.
Against the english law.
I might have been lots better off
if I didn't understand a word you've been saying.
What's your estimation?
I don't know.
We'll have to wait and see.
Has she mentioned lord Fenton?
Not of late. Why?
She's made a mention
of possibly going to Dublin with him.
How would you judge her association with him?
I'd judge it to have some dark potential.
Toffee-coated apples.
I made them meself.
Two for a farthing.
Have a toffee apple.
Very lovely.
Hello, missis. Would you like a bunch?
Look at those teeth.
Come have a toffee apple.
50? Say 70.
Come here. Done.
Don't be bashful. Have a look.
Perfectly matching 3-year-olds.
I'm glad we came along.
It pains me to think of you being bested
by an irish horse trader.
What makes you sure I'd be bested?
You've not made the acquaintance
of an irish horse trader.
Fiddle-dee-dee.
You'll see some of the finest horses in the country-
100 guineas for an animal.
I'll get two pair of first-class plow horses
for less than that.
I'm glad I came along.
You'll definitely need native assistance.
I'm ready to part with them.
Had their mother for years.
Have a look.
Don't be shy.
Perfectly matching 3-year-olds.
70 guineas.
I dare any man to match the bargain.
Ah, look now. There's a fine lady
knows an animal when she sees one.
Don't be shy.
Have a look for yourself.
70 guineas for the pair of them.
3-year-old?
I've got a grandfather younger than them.
Terrible thing to say about a horse.
Look at that beauty - the gray.
Are you here to buy hunters or plow horses?
I can look, can't I?
I wonder how much they're asking.
If you're contemplating riding to hounds,
I'm washing me hands of you totally.
What's that?
Otherwise known as fox hunting.
I've heard of that.
I've often thought it might.
What is it, Scarlett? You all right?
You look like you've seen a ghost.
In a manner of speaking, I guess I have.
What's that?
Seen a ghost, Colum-
one of my own making.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Do you see that tall, very good-looking gentleman there
with the long coat and brown hat?
That's my departed husband.
Get away.
Glory be to god.
What are you going to do?
Now that I've somewhat recovered my wits,
I'll ask you to excuse me.
I'll find you later.
Let's go have a drink.
Penny a bunch.
Hello, Rhett.
Dried flowers.
I'd heard a couple of vague rumors
That you might be in Ireland.
If I'd heard rumors you'd be coming,
Maybe I wouldn't be.
I'd no idea of tempting fate.
Maybe we can tempt it, but we sure can't fight it, can we?
Evidently not.
So how you been?
I've been just fine.
May I be the last to offer you
My congratulations on your marriage?
Thank you.
Did your bride accompany you to Ireland?
She has,
Though she did not come along today.
Anne...
Well, she's not generally fond of horses.
I hope that's her only failing.
You haven't changed, Scarlett.
Why would I?
There's a refreshment tent that way.
That might do us both good.
Tea, sir?
It seems you dropped off the face of the earth.
Why all the mystery?
I needed to burn some bridges.
Are you here sightseeing or in the horse business?
Both.
Buy anything?
Not yet.
What are you in the market for?
A horse that runs like the wind
or a horse that'll sire one that can.
I want a horse running in the Kentucky derby.
Running in what?
It's a new race running this year.
They figure to make it the biggest race in the country.
Maybe they will.
You living around these parts now?
No. I'm letting a small cottage
In county kildare.
A small cottage...
Doesn't sound like you, Scarlett.
A glass of champagne, please.
Here's my advisor in the emerald isle.
Does he know I'm your former wife?
No.
Good. It's what I'd prefer.
There you are, Rhett.
Sorry. I happened to run into...
Into an old friend.
Sir John Morland.
Mrs. O'Hara.
Pleased to meet you.
A fellow countryman of Rhett's.
Visiting Ireland, are you?
Wonderful country. Do you hunt?
I don't like guns.
No. I mean riding to hounds.
Oh. Fox hunting.
I've never done it.
We must correct that, by all means.
Might you join us this weekend?
My wife and I will be delighted to see you
and mr. O'Hara, of course.
I'm widowed.
Oh. I'm terribly sorry,
But the invitation stands, of course.
We're near dunsany.
Do you know that country?
Morland manor.
Anyone will tell you the way.
Rhett, I've seen a marvelous bay you must see.
Bidding starts at 10:30 sharp.
I'll see you there.
Mrs. O'Hara, delighted.
Now you won't disappoint me?
I don't believe I will.
Saturday next.
Stirrup cup at 7:00.
Breakfast after.
Widowed?
What a charming man.
Widowed?
Better widowed than divorced.
If telling people being divorced by your husband
Is so humiliating for you,
tell them you divorced him.
I didn't think of that until it was too late.
I wasn't operating at full mental capacity at the time.
All you have to do is this one small favor.
It's the least you owe me.
We settled all our debts to each other.
All right. Forget about owing it,
but you don't actually have to tell any lies.
Just let people believe I am what I say I am.
My old friend from home -
Mrs. O'Hara?
Will you, for old time's sake?
It won't be easy pretending I'm a corpse,
but I'll do my best.
I knew you wouldn't be a skunk.
That's how you left it?
You're living alone temporarily in kildare.
No mention of the baby?
He'll buy his horse, go back home,
and that'll be the end of it.
Oh, what a tangled web we weave.
What?
Oh, what a tangled web we weave
when first we practice to deceive.
Credit sir walter scott for that observation.
I never was much on reading.
Was she always so odd?
Scarlett isn't odd, darling.
She's, uh...Unusual.
Saying she's a widow?
Honestly, I don't find that unusual.
I find that quite odd.
It's a harmless little game.
You will go along, won't you?
If it's what you wish, of course I will.
I wonder what it'll be like,
seeing her again...
The way things are.
Oh, beautiful, beautiful weather.
Here you are, ma'am.
Milady.
Don't make that mistake again.
Seamus, fetch the hounds.
Yes, sir.
Isn't that the american woman?
Mrs. O'Hara, yes.
I'll have a word with her.
Charles, over here.
Good morning.
Good morning, lady Morland.
Perfect day for a hunt.
I really wouldn't know.
This is to be your first go, isn't it?
First time for everything.
We'll keep an eye on you.
Don't concern yourself. I'm a quick study.
I beg your pardon?
I learn fast.
What happens when you get the fox?
Strictly speaking, we don't catch it.
The dogs do.
They make rather a mess of it.
If you're queasy, don't look.
Does the fox ever get away?
Rarely.
You sit that horse
as if you've ridden to hounds before.
Looks can be deceiving.
Evidently.
Good morning, mr. Butler.
Good morning, Rhett.
I'd begun to think you wouldn't be along.
Where's your lovely wife?
She's not joining us today.
I forgot. She doesn't care for horses.
Pity.
Good hunting, Scarlett.
Same to you.
The fox gets away though, sometimes.
Yoo!
Halloo!
Tally-ho!
Scarlett!
Scarlett.
Hello, Scarlett.
Do you remember me?
I'm Anne Butler,
formerly Hampton.
Sure I remember you.
Where's Rhett?
Oh, he's downstairs.
I'm to fetch him when you come awake.
I'm awake.
Just barely, I should say.
The doctor says nothing's broken,
thank goodness.
He thinks you have a slight concussion.
I've got a lump the size of a potato.
I haven't been thrown from a horse
Since I was 10.
But it was your first fox hunt, Rhett said.
It won't be my last.
It's lovely to see you again.
Did Rhett tell you, should anyone inquire,
there's only one mrs. Butler here
and you're her?
If you're referring to your supposed widowhood,
he explained it to me.
I should say, he told me.
Its explanation is something that escapes me.
How come you're here?
I came with Rhett, of course.
Not Ireland. Here.
I don't know I can rightly say.
It just came over me to want to see you,
In a private moment, I mean.
Rhett says you knew we were married.
Were you surprised when you heard?
I don't recall feeling surprised, no.
Shouldn't you rest a bit longer?
I wish someone would saddle that horse again.
I haven't been thrown since I was 10.
Rhett does say you're unusual.
Does he?
What else does he say about me?
Why, nothing.
What would he say?
Maybe that I was the biggest fool god ever made
and treated him dreadfully
until I realized how much I loved him.
Then it was too late, and he divorced me.
Then added injury to insult
and married you.
He might have said something along those lines.
He never once so much as hinted
at anything remotely similar
to what you just described.
You love him, huh?
Of course I do.
I adore him.
Me, too.
You must hate me, then,
feeling as you do about Rhett.
Don't take it personal.
I'd hate anybody who was married to Rhett.
You must hate me especially now, then.
What in the blue blazes are you talking about?
About the baby, of course.
What baby?
My baby,
the one I'm going to have.
I feel so perfectly ridiculous,
being affected that way.
Wasn't it absolutely silly of me?
I mean, as if I didn't know-
of course it was inevitable, wasn't it?
People get married.
People have babies.
Night follows day, doesn't it?
She'll probably bear him 10 children.
See if I care.
I'm going to Dublin. Did I tell you?
No.
I'm going to Dublin.
That'll be a welcome change for you.
I'll say it will.
I'm going to meet the viceroy and his what's it?
What's she called?
The viceroy and the vicereine of Ireland, that is.
Doesn't it sound grand?
He's cousin to the queen of England.
Yes, I know.
How's all this coming about?
Lord Fenton.
I thought as much.
You're becoming more like a landlord, Scarlett.
I am a landlord.
Yes, but so far you've been one of ours.
Would you rather be one of theirs?
Don't be ridiculous, Colum.
You'll make me cross
jf you pass your irish judgments on me.
There's no judgment in it, only guidance.
I'd hate to see you set your course
on the path of folly.
I'm going to Dublin for fun.
I'll be escorted by a perfectly respectable gentleman,
Who happens to be english.
If there's any path of folly,
It's the one I'm setting foot on with this.
What's this?
What the heck you think?
It's not a sack of stones.
I said I'd think it over.
I've thought it over.
It's for helping people, not killing them.
Not a shilling of that
Is intended to purchase one bullet.
I assume I have your word on that.
It's more than we could've hoped for,
Ever expected, Scarlett.
I have a tendency to overdo things.
Bye.
Welcome to the hotel shelbourne,
Mrs. Butler.
May your stay be an altogether memorable one.
I'm just sure it will be.
Now, mrs. Fitzpatrick, let me show you to your room.
This way.
Tomorrow? So soon?
I thought I'd have more time to get myself ready.
There'll be plenty of time.
I'll tell you everything you need to know.
How much will I need to know?
Your right hand from your left.
Can't be that easy being presented to Ireland's viceroy
In Dublin castle's throne room.
Shall I take you through it, step-by-step?
Somebody better.
You'll be with others to be presented,
awaiting your turn.
How will I know when it's my turn?
The gentleman usher will call your name.
You look marvelous.
Madame the O'Hara of Ballyhara!
Your excellency,
Madame the O'Hara of Ballyhara.
I almost tripped on that third step back.
Did anybody notice?
Certainly not.
You were impeccable.
I feel like Cinderella.
After this evening, you'll have your pick of princes.
Do I have to have a prince?
Couldn't I just be Cinderella without a prince?
Out of the question.
It wouldn't be quite the same.
You'd find your Cinderella hood
Lacking in certain essential elements.
I better keep my eyes open.
Too bad the viceroy's already married.
Hardly your type if he weren't.
What would you say my type is?
You know perfectly well.
But you're not a prince, you're an earl.
You know what they'd say about me back home?
They'd say I was in high courting.
Do you have a mrs. O'Hara staying with you here?
May I ask which mrs. O'Hara
You're inquiring of, sir?
How many are there?
We've three mrs. O'Haras, sir.
There's mrs. James O'Hara
And mrs. Connor O'Hara
And there's mrs. Firtle O'Hara.
Do you have a mrs.Uh-Butler?
Oh, indeed, yes, sir, we have.
How many of those are there?
There's only one mrs. Butler
Whose custom we've the pleasure of, sir.
Damn right.
Be sure she has a hat, Bridie.
There's a chill today.
I will that.
Message for you, mrs. Butler.
Thank you.
Why, Rhett...
I guess I'd have to say you're full of surprises
As to where you'll turn up next.
I was afraid if I gave you advance warning,
you might run off again,
like you did last time.
That was rude of me.
I just wanted to depart with as little fuss as possible.
I declare, I haven't been thrown from a horse
since I was 10.
What brings you to Dublin,
And how did you know where I was stopping?
Stopping?
Staying.
Maybe I've been over here too long.
How did you know I was even in Dublin?
Your name was in the irish times.
You've become one of the belles of the balls here.
I could use a spot of fresh air, couldn't you?
Flowers, ladies and gentlemen.
Lovely spring flowers.
Nice fresh flowers here, ladies and gentlemen.
You're looking especially
rosy-cheeked and vibrant, Scarlett.
I'd take you for native irish,
if I didn't know better.
Must be the irish air.
You intend breathing it for some time to come?
What do you mean?
Will you make your life here now?
Oh, I don't know.
I don't think much about the future,
At least not too far into it.
I stopped doing that when you divorced me.
I stopped more when I heard you'd married.
Last week at lord Morland's I guess I stopped altogether.
Why?
When your wife told me
she was going to have a baby.
Could be my imagination,
but I felt she enjoyed telling me.
Naturally, I am very pleased with her condition.
That's not what I mean.
I got the feeling
there was a touch of her gloating in telling me.
You must be imagining that.
I can't imagine why Anne would gloat in it.
Oh, Rhett, you'll never understand women.
You never will.
She knows I'm still in love with you.
Scarlett...
Oh, don't look so innocent and frazzled, Rhett Butler.
You think because you stopped loving me,
I stopped loving you?
Is that what you've been telling yourself?
Lord knows, I never, in my wildest dreams,
Ever thought I'd tell a man I loved him
Who I knew in advance wasn't going to say it back.
I guess some things you got to be true about.
What?
I'm sorry.
I am so sorry.
It's not your fault.
I brought it on myself.
You didn't bring anything on yourself.
It was just -
oh, be quiet, Rhett.
What do you know about it?
Maybe you don't know as much as you think you know.
You don't even know what I'm talking about.
Tell me, then.
I could've been a better wife to you than I was
If I'd had the chance when I was ready to be that.
You didn't give me the chance.
Now it's too late.
That's all I'm talking about.
It wasn't my intent to cause you distress
by coming to see you.
You have my apologies for that.
You going to be in Dublin long?
I'll take care of my business this afternoon.
I'll be gone by morning.
Then we shouldn't have any trouble avoiding each other.
None whatsoever.
You hoping for a boy or a girl?
Scarlett.
Why did you come?
Why did you?
Why did you come?
You've seemed not altogether your usual self this evening, Scarlett.
Really?
I've discerned a certain air
of melancholy about you.
I guess I'm just a little bit tired out.
I've gotten unused to the social whirl maybe.
You must accustom yourself to it again,
mustn't you?
I don't know. Must I?
Will you return to your bucolic existence
In Ballyhara
and leave me desolate?
I suspect a man like you
Wouldn't be too very desolate
For too very long, Richard.
You flatter me
and underestimate yourself, Scarlett.
You're welcome to the flattery,
But I'm far too immodest
To ever underestimate myself.
You can be scarifyingly candid at times, can't you?
Every once in a while.
In the spirit of candor, then,
may I suggest that you're fully aware
of my feelings for you?
Sure, I am.
You're a woman of maturity and no little experience.
I am myself not altogether without a certain appeal,
I'd like to think.
You're entirely justified in thinking it.
But I confess I find your reticence somewhat baffling.
I guess it would be.
Would it offend you
if I were to ask for an explanation?
That would be fair enough.
It's not you that I don't care for.
It's another man that I love.
How could I not have been aware of him?
Who is he?
You are aware of him.
I was married to him.
Good lord.
You don't mean your late husband?
I'm afraid I do.
Oh, my dearest darling Scarlett...
Will you pine the rest of your days
for a dead man?
I suppose he is dead for me, isn't he?
Suppose?
I don't understand.
I mean, I suppose he should be dead for me.
He must be, Scarlett.
Let him be
so that you may live.
I want to.
I want to live.
You've made me an extremely happy man this evening,
My darling.
I wanted to.
I wanted to make some -
I wanted to make you happy.
I've never had intimate congress
with a man who wasn't my husband.
I suspected as much.
And it's been quite some time since.
Another of my suspicions confirmed.
I was pretty clumsy then, you're saying.
I'm saying nothing of the kind.
My assumptions are founded on your behavior
before we entered this room, not after.
Now I'm embarrassed.
Oh, shoot.
You have nothing to be embarrassed about, Scarlett.
You're a marvelous woman.
I still don't feel natural.
Number 25, please.
Ah, mrs. Fitzpatrick.
This, uh, telegraph just come moments ago for mrs. Butler.
Sent on from Ballyhara, it looks.
I was sending someone to slip it under her door.
I'll see to it.
Good night, mrs. Fitzpatrick.
Good night, mr. O'Brien.
Rather late for a caller.
Maybe it's about the baby.
Mrs. Fitz. Is cat all right?
Perfectly fine.
Excuse the lateness of the hour.
Here's this telegraph for you.
Being rare as they are,
I thought it best you got it right away.
I hope I haven't -
good evening, mrs. Fitzpatrick.
Good evening, sir. Good evening, sir.
Thank you, mrs. Fitz. Good night.
Did you feel it quite necessary
to declare your presence in my bedroom?
I'd have much preferred it if you hadn't.
Why, darling?
Because we aren't man and wife, that's why.
Mrs. Fitzpatrick is a woman of mature years,
and I feel sure, some considerable experience of life.
She was mortified.
A little startled, perhaps.
As your servant, she's in no position to be mortified
by her mistress' actions.
She's not my servant.
Employee, then. Whatever you like.
But in any case, you're being altogether unreasonable.
Unreasonable?
Well, maybe it's unreasonable to you,
but it's my reputation!
Scarlett,
Your reputation is quite secure, my darling.
I assure you.
We're all considerably sophisticated people,
Are we not?
You suppose your reputation will suffer one iota
when the nature of our association becomes known?
I promise you it won't.
Who says it's going to become known?
But it will be presumed, however discreetly.
Surely you realize that.
I suppose you'll be running all over Dublin
blabbing you've enjoyed my favors.
Now you're being quite silly.
What I'm being is quite furious!
You do have something of a temper, don't you?
I believe I've exhausted my reserves of solicitude.
Good night, Scarlett.
I do hope the morning
finds you in a more agreeable temper.
Mrs. Fitz, go down to the hall porter.
Have him consult the shipping news.
Find when the next boat
sails from Galway to America.
We're leaving for Ballyhara in the morning.
Here's the O'Hara back, is it not?
Sooner than looked for.
How are you, sean?
Morning, father.
What happ-Colum.
Welcome home.
Not for long.
What's in the wind?
I've had a telegraph from my lawyer in Atlanta.
My sister Suellen is gravely ill.
She's asking for me.
That would be the one you've always had
Somewhat contentious relations with?
But she's asking for me.
I'd figured me to be the last person she'd be wanting.
All the more reason to go.
There's a ship out of Galway day after tomorrow.
You best make haste.
That's what I'm making.
I'll be up to Ballyhara to see you off.
Would you inform mrs. Butler that I'm here?
Mrs. Butler made her departure from the hotel
rather early this morning.
Departure? What are you talking about?
Oh, yes, sir, indeed.
She asked that you be handed this
should you be by.
Take care on the steps, now.
Mind the steps as you come, please.
Get it up on top, please,
and leave space for the other things.
Mrs. Fitz tells me you're leaving the child behind.
I'm not altogether comfortable about it,
but she'll be fine here.
In Atlanta, there's too much chance
of Rhett getting wind of her.
I've already had a real close call in Dublin.
Don't look at me that way.
I know how you feel, but she's my baby.
I'll decide what's best for her.
And for you.
All right, then. And for me.
Now stop looking at me like a priest
and wish me a bon voyage.
You'll write.
I will.
Goodbye.
They're lovers.
What?
Her and Fenton.
What are you saying?
What I've said.
How do you know?
What would you make of him coming half-dressed
out of her bedroom at night?
She should never have been told about us.
There's danger in her now.
Don't be daft, woman.
He's in her bed. She'll be in his.
There's anything could come of it.
Atlanta, Georgia.
This stop is Atlanta, Georgia.
Scarlett!
Scarlett.
Have I come in time?
Thank god.
Where is she, at Tara?
No, in the hospital here.
What's wrong with her, Will?
Having a baby.
She had an awful time.
There was all sorts of infections set in and fevers and
she didn't want any more babies, will benteen.
Did it live?
It's a boy.
So Suellen could be dying
Just because you had to have a boy?
I swear, I'll never understand men.
I never will.
Suellen?
Suellen, honey?
Are you awake?
Scarlett?
Oh, Scarlett, you've come.
Of course I have, you ninny.
Did you think I wouldn't?
Will...
Scarlett's come.
I know, dear heart.
Didn't I tell you she would?
Oh, we got a boy, Scarlett.
So I heard.
Looks like you paid high for it, too.
Was worth it.
Will so wanted a boy.
I named him Gerald.
After pa.
That's fine, Suellen. That's so fine.
Where is he?
At-at Tara.
Which is where you'll be quick as a blink, sister.
They're saying I might not die after all.
Fiddle-dee-dee.
Of course you're not going to die.
I didn't come this far
to watch you kick the bucket.
You've been away such a long time, Scarlett.
I know.
It's good to be back.
You're staying home for good?
Soon as I figure out where home is,
that's where I'll be staying, honey.
This is your home, Scarlett.
This has always been your home.
We'll talk about it tomorrow.
What are the doctors saying?
They're saying she's probably going to come through,
but probably is about as far as they'll go.
She looks terrible.
Should have seen her two weeks ago.
You going to be here for a while - in Atlanta?
Course I am,
at least until Suellen's back home at Tara.
If that's what we can still call it.
Meaning what?
Well, meaning we got notice long time back
that you bought up careen's share of Tara
which pretty much makes you most the owner of it.
Most, maybe...
But not only.
I'm heading back to the peachtree street house...
Make myself decent so I can come back
and spend some time with Suellen.
I telegraphed uncle Henry
to have it made presentable.
I hope he managed it.
If you said to, Scarlett, I bet he did.
Whose idea was it naming the baby after our pa?
That was my idea.
Thank you, Will.
You're entirely welcome, Scarlett.
Whoa...
Ma'am.
Good afternoon, ma'am.
I presume you'd be mrs. Butler.
What's your name?
Ransom, ma'am.
Hello, Ransom.
I assume you were engaged by mr. Hamilton.
Yes, ma'am.
Tell me, are there other staff as well?
A cook and a parlor maid
and a personal maid for yourself.
She's unpacking your luggage right now.
Good heavens! Pansy!
Welcome home, miss Scarlett.
What are you doing here?
Well, I been working for mr. Ashley, miss India,
and miss Pittypat since you gone wherever you went.
Mr. Hamilton told mr. Ashley you was coming back.
Mr. Ashley asked if I wanted to help out,
I said I sure do.
So here I am.
You're a sight for sore eyes, Pansy.
So is you, miss Scarlett.
Wherever you been to, anyhow?
Mm...
Scarlett.
Oh, my.
I was asleep.
Was I sleeping?
You were asleep when I arrived.
I guess I fell asleep waiting for you to wake up.
How are you feeling?
Thirsty.
You should be home in bed.
Isn't it awful late?
You look a bit better than this afternoon.
Should I dare look in a mirror?
Not yet.
I must look a fright.
Where's Will?
He was leaving as I was coming in.
He said he'll be back first thing in the morning.
I can't wait to see your new baby.
How about the other kids?
Oh, they're fine.
Susie's blooming.
She's crazy about horses.
She's getting to be a wonderful rider.
Reminds me of you when you were little.
Made me nervous at first,
remembering your Bonnie and her -
oh, shoot, Scarlett, I am sorry.
I shouldn't have mentioned it.
It's all right.
What about Martha and Peggy?
They're fine.
Will says they're beside themselves
Having a baby brother.
Means such a lot to me that you came, Scarlett.
For me, I mean.
I didn't think you would.
We're neither of us getting any younger, Suellen.
With any luck, we'll both be living a good time longer.
I'd say it's time we buried the hatchet.
You mean someplace besides in each other's backs?
Oh...
What?
Oh, just a little twinge.
Will said you wasn't supposed to be doing too much talking.
You want me to read to you?
I haven't been read to since mama used to.
If you're not out of here before I reach chapter three,
I'll never forgive you.
"It was a golden morning in the early spring,
and the land blossomed as it rose."
Are you home for good, as I hope?
I'm not altogether sure this is home anymore, if truth be told.
Tell me about yourself, Ashley.
I hear from henry the lumberyard is flourishing.
Oh, yes. Yes, it is, thanks to you.
What have I got to do with it?
Before you tell another of your awful fibs,
the cat was let out of the bag in your absence.
Which cat?
Atlanta acres real estate incorporated.
That cat.
You found out.
Poor Big Sam.
He let something slip,
and I badgered him until he had to confess
That Atlanta acres real estate incorporated
Was, and is, mrs. Scarlett O'Hara Butler.
You little vixen.
Darn.
How can I thank you, Scarlett?
Don't you dare to try, Ashley Wilkes.
My lips are sealed.
My heart, however, will never stop speaking its gratitude.
As for me being mrs. Scarlett O'Hara Butler,
I guess you must surely know I'm that no longer.
Ohh...
You're well rid of him, Scarlett.
He was never... Never worthy of you.
Maybe you can put it all behind you now as if it never happened.
I don't think I'll ever do that, Ashley.
Why, dearest?
Why?
I can't tell you.
Cannot or will not?
Have it your way. I will not.
Then you must be fearful of consequences.
I never realized till this moment
how much I want to tell it...
Tell somebody. Somebody...
Maybe it's being here again,
Being home.
Could I be so mistaken after all these years
that I'm unable to imagine you capable of anything so terrible
as to cause you such fearsome anguish?
You never saw me clear, Ashley.
You never did.
Then let me now.
I have a child, Ashley.
I've borne Rhett's child.
I'm selling up, uncle Henry.
Selling up what, Scarlett?
Everything.
The whole kit and caboodle.
The store, the peachtree street house,
the housing tract, all of it.
I'm relinquishing my assets here,
cleaning my slate.
Why in the world?
I've found a new life for myself.
I can't start living it to the fullest
with one foot in Atlanta
and the other in Ireland.
Why don't you just plant them both here?
I've given that a lot of thought, Henry,
But I don't believe my heart's here any longer.
A person has to be where their heart is, don't they?
Well, this is a bad time to sell, Scarlett.
We're having a depression here.
Business is bad in general.
The real estate market is the hardest hit,
and the hardest-hit real estate is big places like yours.
People are moving down generally, not up.
How about the housing tract?
Well, that's a different story.
Those kind of houses sell as soon as you put them up.
You're making a fortune there.
I assume you've read your financial statement.
You'd be smart to put up another 50 houses out there.
I'm divesting, uncle Henry, not investing.
Well, suit yourself.
If you don't want to bother with selling my property,
I won't take it against you. Just tell me.
Well, I'm an old man, Scarlett.
But if you're dead set on this course of action,
I want to be the one to take care of it for you.
Thank you, Henry.
What about Tara?
I'm not selling Tara.
There's only one other person in the world who knows.
He's my cousin. He's a priest.
I hope I can trust you like I trust him.
How could you doubt it, Scarlett?
I don't doubt it.
I just felt I had to say that.
I'd die before revealing your secret to a living soul.
But...
Will you never tell Rhett?
I don't know about never.
Never's like always.
They're words, in my experience,
It's best not to get overly attached to.
Is there nothing that might induce you to remain here?
That bright light in the sky behind me
Is my bridges burning, Ashley.
Well...
I guess the past has been neatly, finally finished.
Almost.
"As the king's escort
"prepared to go forth to meet him,
were not...Were not..."
Conducive.
"conducive to repose,
had not the excitement of..."
Didn't you have the slightest twinge
Giving up the peachtree street house?
That fabulous house.
Maybe just a slight one, naturally.
It's where I lived with Rhett
and where Bonnie was born.
If the truth be known,
what I mostly felt was relief.
When that girl's school made the offer,
uncle Henry jumped at it.
Next to having a large happy family in it,
it being a girls' school is the next best thing.
What about the store?
Turns out the land it's standing on
is worth more than the place.
The people that bought it are going to tear it down
and put up a building eight stories high.
It'll be scraping the sky.
I can hardly imagine it myself.
Anyhow, now there's just the one piece of business
left for me to attend to.
That'd be Tara.
Are you thinking about
selling your share of Tara, Scarlett?
No. I'm giving it away.
Giving it away?
Who to?
To Suellen.
Oh, Scarlett, do you mean it?
Oh, Will.
That's awful decent of you, Scarlett.
Fiddle-dee-dee.
Maybe you'll pass it on to your son,
and a Gerald O'Hara Will be master of Tara again.
The hatchet's buried.
From the first Tara, pa...
To the last.
Whoa, now.
Whoa.
Welcome back, madam.
Sweetheart! Look at you!
Oh, darling.
Hello, mrs. Fitz.
Welcome back, mrs. Butler.
It's grand to be back. Did you get my letter?
I did. All has been attended to for your arrival.
Lovely.
I'd no idea I'd miss it so much.
Did blue bonnet foal?
Did indeed, with a fine mare.
I haven't expressed our relief
to have heard the news of your sister.
Thank you. She'll be fit as a fiddle now.
And how is mrs. Brophy's condition?
All recovered, thanks be to god.
I passed on your good wishes.
I'll drop in on her tomorrow.
If you're not in need of me immediately,
I'll see to the unpacking.
Yes. Thank you.
I brought some gifts wrapped in brown parcels.
Just lay them out, will you?
My darling Scarlett,
What an incorrigible vixen you are.
Shame, shame for having so taken your precipitous leave
Without affording me
the opportunity to wish you good fortune
in what, in the unfortunate circumstances,
must surely have been an extremely anxious journey
to your homeland.
I hope that you arrived in time
To witness the complete recovery of your sister.
But my most fervent wish,
as you must surely suppose,
is that there be no delay whatsoever
in your communication with me
upon your most eagerly awaited return.
Yours, Richard.
You're late.
Considerably so.
It's a wonder I'm here at all.
Oh, really?
I could hardly bring meself to come.
No.
No more.
Don't be silly.
I've something to tell you.
We'll discuss it later, shall we?
We'll discuss it now!
Aah!
What sort of unspeakable devil
could do what you've just done?
What is it you paddies say?
Better the devil you know than the devil you don't?
May god have mercy on me
for carrying the child of that devil, then.
Welcome back!
It's the O'Hara! She's back.
Welcome home.
Welcome back!
Glad to see you back.
So that's that,
and that's all there is to it.
I had to make a decision once and for all,
and it's made.
That part of my life is done for.
I'm raring to go to begin the next part,
which is here and now.
Look here. I don't know
if it's me and my imagination,
but I get the funniest feeling
you haven't heard a word I've said.
Nothing of the kind.
I heard every word.
And pleased I was to hear them.
There's something on your mind, isn't there?
Has something happened since I've been away you're not saying?
If there is, I wish you'd just say it, Colum O'Hara.
I'm waiting, Colum.
I have no right to speak what's in me mind.
I could curse myself for betraying it enough
to cause your suspicion of it.
You should be proud of your incapability to deceive.
If I were as good a person as you,
Things in my life would be altogether different.
I am not good.
God help me, I'm not good.
Colum, what's the matter?
I'm smitten, Scarlett.
You've come into my heart
the way no woman ever should.
No. Colum, no.
Oh, that you might will these feelings from my heart
with that word, Scarlett.
No, no.
Do you suppose I haven't cried it out to myself
night after night with every dawn?
No, I've said. No!
You cannot, Colum O'Hara.
You may not. You must not.
Oh, dear Colum. I never imagined.
Nor did I.
Nor, god forgive me, did I.
What can I do?
Let me help you. Please, let me help you.
I cannot bear to face you.
I beg you, please, don't require it of me.
Go on! Go on!
Rhett?
Hi, Anne.
What are you doing out here?
Waiting for you.
Guess you've been down with that horse again.
Well, he's such a fine horse.
I never tire of looking at him.
It's the middle of the night.
Couldn't sleep.
Seems like there's a lot of nights
You can't sleep.
And when you do, you don't sleep easy.
Have I been disturbing you?
I'm so sorry, dearest.
It's not a question of what's been disturbing me.
It's a question of what's disturbing you.
The only thing that's disturbing me right now
is seeing you out here in your nightdress
probably catching your death of cold.
Come inside. Let's warm you up.
It's ever since Ireland.
What's ever since Ireland?
You haven't been the same
Since we came back - since before we came back.
I don't know what you mean.
I guess you do, Rhett. It's Scarlett.
Scarlett?
What Scarlett, Anne?
Are seeing her again? It's Scarlett, isn't it?
I haven't the foggiest notion
What you're talking about.
Maybe I'm not so quick a mind as you,
But I'm not a fool either.
I've noticed the way you've been since that fox hunt.
What way have I been?
Like maybe you needed spectacles to see me.
My darling, I can assure you,
I can see you as clear as clear can be.
As beautiful to behold as you are.
Maybe you never should've divorced her.
They do say ladies in your delicate condition
get some pretty wild ideas sometimes.
You said her name.
I don't understand.
In your sleep one night, you said her name!
You said "Scarlett," just like that.
I didn't know I talked in my sleep.
Maybe just when you got something important to say.
What do you mean by that?
I don't know what I mean!
Do you love me, Rhett?
Do you?
Tell me you love me.
Of course I love you.
Of course I do.
I love you, Anne.
I love you. Of course I do.
Good day, milord.
Whoa.
To your most welcome and longed-for return...
Dearest Scarlett.
Did you miss me?
You may be as assured of that
as the sun setting in the west.
I guess that's pretty sure.
Dare I ask the same of you, I wonder.
I could play the coy and tantalizing maiden at this point,
but I expect it's a little late for that.
And it wouldn't become you.
What would?
In my brief but memorable experience of you, Scarlett,
I believe you're in no need of guidance
in that regard.
I guess not, or I wouldn't have
given my staff the evening off.
I'll have it to you Wednesday.
Great.
I guess you couldn't expect to avoid me forever.
This is a real small town.
It isn't so much avoiding you, Scarlett,
as sparing you.
Sparing me what?
The further discomfort of my inexcusable revelations.
The discomfort to me is more than I have words to say.
It hasn't occurred to you
that I might've been flattered.
I'd have to admit to the utter remoteness of that possibility,
My fine Scarlett.
If you weren't wearing that turned-around collar,
I might say things -
but I am, and you mustn't.
Well, then, I won't.
But I'm darned if I'm going to let it be
like some terrible dark cloud hanging over us.
I hope you won't either.
If you do, I'll never speak to you again.
I have no defense against so dire a threat as that.
That's the end of it, then.
We can't pretend what was said never was,
but we don't have to keep listening to it.
In this instance, Scarlett,
Your beauty is exceeded only by your wisdom.
Fiddle-dee-dee.
I'll have none of that blarney if you please.
I guess I owe you something of a confession myself.
Not that you need to hear it from me.
I'm sure it's known all the way to county cork by now.
There isn't much one can keep private in these parts.
I guess you know what I'm talking about.
I suppose you're referring
to your present association with lord Fenton.
I wish you'd heard it from me first.
It's no matter how I heard.
Are you disappointed in me, Colum?
Not a bit.
I'm only a bit worried for you.
I can't say what's happened with him and me
Hadn't crossed my mind in a vague way.
I guess it was hearing Rhett's wife was having a baby
that tipped the scales.
I had a suspicion that might be the way of it.
Don't worry about me. I'll be fine.
I've been taking care of myself for quite some time.
Will you come up for supper one evening soon?
Try and stop me.
By the way,
where is that blarney stone anyhow?
It's been a long while since I kissed it.
Mary, come in.
Mary.
Darling, what is it?
Help me, father Colum.
Please, god help me.
Shh.
O'Hara...
You must surely be the relation
Scarlett's mentioned in passing.
The priest.
Cousin, is it?
The same.
And to what do I owe the purpose
Of this unlikely call?
I've come on behalf of Mary Boyle.
I don't understand.
Oh, but certainly you do, Fenton.
I've come to ask that you do the decent thing
By this piteous child
to grant her the reasonable and desperate request
She's made of you and that you've refused.
Money.
No more than's enough
To spare her the shame and ignominy
should she remain here in Ireland.
She wants no more than her passage to America
and the paltry funds to see her through
until the birth of her child.
So small a charity for a man of your means.
I'd believed your religious persuasion
is the source of all charity in this country.
What would be a pittance to you is beyond our means.
And if it were not beyond our means,
it would be impossible anyway, given her predicament.
Yes. Of course. I see.
It would be tantamount
to condoning her grievous fall from grace, wouldn't it?
Pity.
Can't you make the honorable gesture if only this once?
I believe all has been said that needs saying, O'Hara.
I'll ask you to leave now.
This isn't the face you show to Scarlett, is it?
Surely not.
She hasn't seen this heartless visage, has she?
Would you prefer to be escorted out?
What if she were to know this vile face?
Could she stomach the looking upon it again?
I think not.
What's your reckoning on the matter, Fenton?
Do I perceive a threat to my association with Scarlett?
There are those who need saving from themselves
And their blind folly.
In respect of you, Scarlett is surely one of them.
Any such revelations to Scarlett would of course result
in most unwelcome consequences for me.
Precisely.
Such consequences...
Would be entirely...
Unacceptable.
You understand?
You don't suppose you frighten me with that, do you?
Would that I might,
but you will not be frightened.
You will not be deterred.
Alas.
Colum terence O'Hara...
Our father, who art in heaven...
Hallowed be thy name.
Thy kingdom come,
thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread
and forgive us our trespasses,
as we forgive those who trespass against us.
And lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil.
Amen.
Mother Mary, help me!
Thanks for coming along.
I only wish I could do more for you, dearest.
I'm becoming quite concerned for you,
if truth be told.
How so?
In regard to your rather severe state of distress.
Colum meant a whole lot to me,
more than I even knew, I guess.
That's quite apparent.
He must have been rather a fine fellow
to have so taken your heart.
I...I wish I might have known him.
You wouldn't say that
if you knew he was a fenian.
You don't say. A priest.
Remarkable.
Folks believe that's why he got killed.
The english found out about him
and killed him.
The soldiers.
I wonder if it might not be beneficial
for you to get away from here, Scarlett -
from Ireland.
Get away?
Absent yourself
from the geography of your grief, as it were.
I think it might do you the world of good.
Where would I go?
Well, there's no question at all about that.
There isn't?
England, of course.
Go on!
Out of the way!
There's the high mucky-muck lord Fenton
Away for a bit.
No regrets on the part of any here present.
Away where?
England, where he belongs.
It's rumored that herself will be trailing soon after.
Mrs. Butler?
Aye. Can you reckon it?
The woman must be daft.
It's been said about town
that you're going to England.
Just a little getaway trip. London.
They say London's a rough place, like.
I think I'll be staying out of the rough parts.
You'll never forgive me the cheek of it.
Of what, Mary?
Of what I've come to ask of you.
Would you take me with you?
Take you? What do you mean?
To England. I'd work for the expense of it.
I'd take care of the baby, do chores.
Why would you want to go to England, Mary?
I cannot remain in Ireland.
What do you mean? Why not, honey?
God forgive me
For the low, disgusting creature I am.
I'm with child!
There, there.
It's all right, now.
It's all right.
Come on.
Does the father know?
It's no matter whether he knows or not!
I beg you, mrs. Butler.
Take me away.
I'll work for the cost of it,
I swear on the head of your darlin baby.
Who is the father?
Jesus, Mary, and Joseph!
Is there not shame enough in me condition
without putting a name to its cause?
I beg you not to ask, mrs. Butler.
I beg o' ye!
Just calm down now. Just calm down.
I cannot remain in Ireland.
I daren't.
You do understand that, don't you?
Is he a married man? Is that it?
Yes, that's it.
He's a married man.
Supposing I did take you with me.
I'll be coming back.
You'd have to stay there,
at least until after -
what will you tell your parents?
Oh, that will be all right.
I've thought it through.
I'd write them...
And say I'd come
to have a fondness for England,
that I'd decided to stay on.
And then after the -
I'd come home when I was able.
I've thought it through.
I beg you, ma'am.
Please take me with you.
Ha ha ha!
Come on, come on!
How long has he been feeling poorly, iris?
Couple of days now,
and getting sicker, it seems.
Eleanor! Rhett told me you were here.
Sally. How good to see you.
Rhett, iris has just been telling me
Her rupert isn't at all well.
Been hurt?
No, sir, mr. Rhett.
He just bad off sick.
I think it's the fever.
How are you, Fella?
I've been better, mr. Rhett.
Sure have.
Yeah. I'd say you are fairly warmish, rupert.
The yellow fever, mr. Rhett?
Jesus, don't let it be.
I'll have a doctor have a look at you.
Meantime, keep him as cool as you can.
Well, we got 10 or a dozen cases in Charleston.
There's that couple over at mrs. Brewton's place.
Might be one at the mortons.
Now this one.
I don't have to tell you, it ain't looking good.
We haven't had a yellow fever outbreak
In four years, dr. Fixe.
We got one now.
All we can do is hope it stays contained.
Whoa.
Number 3 Pembroke terrace, mum.
Isn't it grand-looking, though?
Nothing's too good for the irish.
Lord Fenton.
Mrs. Butler is expecting me.
Yes, milord.
And I thought Dublin was big.
From the look of London so far,
you could tuck Dublin away
in a corner of it.
I bought a little book
about the places to see.
I marked some off.
Now how far is Westminster Abbey?
Come in.
Tea, madam.
The baby's ready.
Thank you, Mary.
Richard, this is Mary Boyle.
I brought her with me.
Mary, this is lord Fenton.
How do you do, sir?
Hello there.
How did you come
to bring this girl with you to London?
Mary? I'm helping her out.
Indeed?
She's a big help with the baby,
and I'd have had to engage someone here anyhow.
And how are you helping her?
She's got herself into quite a pickle,
as a matter of fact.
She didn't get into it all by herself, though.
She's gonna have a baby.
It's a darn shame.
I feel so bad for her.
Your samaritan inclination
appear to be flourishing, Scarlett.
She was desperate.
She'll be a whole lot more desperate
before it's all done,
but I don't think she knows that yet.
I'll always love you, Rhett.
And I you, my dearest.
This isn't the end of loving, is it?
Never.
Will you forgive me?
For what?
There's nothing to forgive.
For not giving you our baby.
I feel so bad about that.
Hush, now.
If there could have been a bit more time,
I could have given you our baby.
Our baby will be with you.
I'll know that.
I'll take good care of it, I swear.
I know you will, dearest.
I know.
Kiss me now, Rhett.
Kiss me, my lovely love.
I'll inform mrs. Butler that you're here, milord.
Thank you, Roberts.
Would you mind waiting in the drawing room?
What's your game?
I don't know what you mean.
Yes, you do. Why are you here?
Mrs. Butler offered me a helping hand
in me trouble, god bless her.
How very convenient for you.
It was that.
And at what juncture is it your intention
to disclose to her the origin of your... Trouble?
If by that you mean
me bringing you into it,
I have no such intentions.
What exactly are your intentions?
The best I can manage,
Lacking the wherewithal to get to America,
Which you denied me.
Aah!
Get out of this house, you little slut.
I'll be that soon enough.
Sooner! Do you understand me? Do you?
The understanding is for you to be doing.
I'll take the advantages
as has been given to me by your shameless trollop,
and there's no one will say me nay.
Obviously she is unaware
of your true feelings, you deceitful little whore.
Deceit is it? There's the pot calling the kettle black.
Get out of my sight.
Aye. I'll do that quick enough,
seeing that to take meself from your sight
will remove you from mine,
and I'll welcome the benefit of that!
Mother, may I introduce mrs. Butler?
How do you do?
A pleasure to meet you, ma'am.
And my sister Victoria.
Hello.
How do you do?
You could hardly be expected to know,
but only the queen is addressed as ma'am.
Well, I'm not too used to the customs here.
Many of which are quite tiresome.
That would of course be a matter of opinion, mrs. Butler.
Call me Scarlett.
Excuse us.
Her name's Scarlett, apparently.
I don't know the family.
Pleasant.
It is extremely tasty.
My son tells me
you're to be the new mistress of Ballyhara house,
Mrs. Butler.
Yes, I am, lady Fenton, and delighted to be.
I understand you've restored it
to something approaching its former splendor.
I don't know about that.
It's splendid enough for me.
I expect you're quite at home
In Ireland, mrs. Butler,
in view of the fact
that you are of irish extraction.
I love Ireland, yes.
I'm afraid I can't share your feelings about that.
It was Ireland that killed my husband, you see.
I don't believe I do.
Father was murdered by the irish.
Haven't you told her, Richard?
I don't know it could be rightly said
Ireland killed him, lady Fenton.
If my husband had not concerned himself
with the welfare of that rabble,
he would be alive today.
I should warn you, mother,
that such characterizations of the irish
might cause some offense to mrs. Butler.
I hardly think I need warnings from you, Richard.
As for my feelings,
one can share them or not, as one likes.
It cannot be gainsaid,
They are a curious race, the irish.
Curious? How?
Why, in virtually every aspect
of their existence, my dear lady.
Altogether, an almost primitive society.
If they had their way,
they wouldn't even speak english.
Maybe because that's not their language.
And we're forced to contend
with the fanatical element amongst them.
I suppose you'd mean the fenians.
Murderous cutthroats.
My cousin was a fenian.
He was a priest.
He was most dear to my heart.
The english murdered him.
Really, Scarlett, there is absolutely no evidence
to substantiate that allegation, now is there?
What an interesting name you have, mrs. Butler,
if I may say so.
Scarlett. So very unusual.
Quite unique.
Presumably one foresaw
There could only be one Scarlett O'Hara.
May one inquire how you came
to possess your unusual name?
My Pa.
It was my father's idea.
It's an irish family name.
My grandmother's name is Katie Scarlett.
The Scarletts fought with the irish volunteers
alongside the O'Haras
at the battle of the Boyne.
My father thought it'd be an appropriate name
for a baby girl.
Why, how frightfully clever.
I should say your father had a quite...
Singular turn of mind.
Well, we're a curious race.
You are a source of constant astonishment, Scarlett.
Why is that?
Surely you must realize
That never in all my experience
Have I been served champagne by a beautiful woman,
or anyone else, for that matter,
whilst standing in a kitchen.
Have a seat, then.
The kitchen's my favorite room in the house.
When we were little,
my sisters and I spent much of the time
in the kitchen at Tara.
I'll bet you've never been in a kitchen.
I believe you may be right.
Will we be lingering long?
Probably not. I'm sort of tired.
Then by all means...
You should retire with all due haste.
I guess I'll be sending you off
to your own bed first.
Oh?
Sometimes a lady just isn't of a mind.
Of a mind?
Don't be offended, Richard.
I'm just not in the mood.
I assure you...
I shall provide mood enough
for both of us, darling.
That hurts.
Come along, now.
Be your customary inflammatory self.
I mean it, Richard.
I'll see you to the door.
I'm not accustomed to sudden onsets of chastity, Scarlett.
Chastity and I parted company
a good long time ago.
You're hurting me again.
I think I'll just let you
see yourself out, lord Fenton.
I say.
Mrs. O'Hara, isn't it?
Hello.
John Morland.
Dunsany, county meath.
Of course. How delightful to see you again, sir john.
The pleasure is mine.
Are you in London on a visit?
Just passing through, yes.
This is Mary Boyle from Ballyhara.
She's stopping with me on a visit, too.
With her baby.
How do you do, mrs. Boyle?
A pleasure, sir.
I got a letter from mr. Butler.
He seems pleased with the horse he got at the Drogheda fair.
Perhaps you're in touch with him.
Actually, no.
Well, I must be running along.
I'm sure you'll enjoy the play.
They say it's charming.
I'm sure I will.
Mrs. Boyle.
Oh, never mind. Just ignore the whole thing.
Good morning, Alice.
Good morning, mum.
The post's come. I've brung it for you.
Will there be anything else, mum?
No, thank you, Alice.
Sally!
Oh, dear lord.
Rhett.
Is that all the faster that horse of yours can run?
Do you have one of those to spare?
Thought you took the pledge.
That was just for Anne.
Did you come here to mock me and my horse,
Or got some higher purpose?
I came by to see
if you've grown a beard, lots of hair,
like a hermit, instead of acting like one.
I guess I haven't been too sociable of late.
Well, the world's still out there, honey.
Lots of life still going on, despite your absence.
It'll keep.
Question is, will you?
How about giving me a ride back to the house?
Only if you offer some spirituous libation upon our arrival.
Come on!
Hyah!
You wrote Scarlett.
How'd you know?
She wrote me. Letter came a few days ago.
It was a nice letter.
I can't imagine her writing any other kind.
Sounds as though she's liking England.
I was in England a short while back,
Right after the war. I liked it.
Well, you know what they say.
Remind me.
Travel broadens the mind.
Did it broaden yours?
Well, there's those who'd say not a bit.
Look here, Rhett Butler,
I said it before, there's a world out there.
It ain't flat, and it don't end
at the dunmore landing fence line.
Get yourself away from here,
where everywhere you look hollers out what's not there anymore
and never will be.
If I were to go away,
who'd you have to holler at?
Don't you worry about that.
I'd locate someone else real quick.
Just close your eyes, grit your teeth,
and jump the fence, damn it.
Hell, it ain't even high.
You must be joking.
Nope.
Not going to be keeping company with me any longer?
Are you -
I've made up my mind.
Perhaps together, we might be able to unmake it.
No, I feel real definite about it.
I'm not accustomed to being discarded like an old shoe, Scarlett.
You've no cause to feel like that.
I should decide what I've cause to feel.
Don't make it something it's not.
I don't want to go on with it anymore.
I'm being a lady about it. Be a gentleman.
A lady? You?
How very amusing.
I'd appreciate it if you'd leave now.
I'm asking you nicely.
I so much prefer your not-so-nice aspect.
You've seen the last of that.
You really think so?
I sure do.
Mightn't we at the very least enjoy,
Maybe delight in, an appropriate farewell?
That's what I'm making right now. Goodbye, Richard.
But you haven't delighted me yet, darling,
nor I you.
Now you're being coarse.
I don't recall you ever voicing any complaints in that regard.
No more than did your sweet, pretty irish colleen.
I'll start hollering if you don't let go.
You aren't listening, darling. Listen.
Perhaps the only thing worse than being made a fool of,
is discovering it to be so, don't you agree?
I don't know what you mean.
Of course you don't. Shall I tell you?
It must surely be time you knew what I meant.
You're scaring me now. I want you to go.
I want you to leave me alone.
Please, leave me alone.
All in good time.
Aah!
Aah! Aah!
Aah!
Now, what was it we were discussing?
Farewells. Ah, yes, farewells.
You might ask Mary Boyle how I bade her farewell.
Oh, so terribly fond it was.
I might even say memorably fond.
I'm confusing you, aren't I, dearest Scarlett?
Yes, of course I am.
I promised a moment ago to enlighten you, didn't I?
A promise broken is a promise owed.
The child she carries is mine, you piteous fool.
Aah!
You filthy, disgusting, son of a bitch!
I could kill you as soon as look at you!
If you ever come within reaching distance of me again,
I'll kill you!
Get away!
Get away from me!
As for your dearly departed cousin,
the good father Colum,
the poor chap would be alive today
had he not the fatal temerity to meddle in my affairs.
What? What about Colum?
Why, the silly fellow
threatened to expose my liaison with dearest Mary to you.
I couldn't have that, now, could I? Certainly not.
What choice did I have?
Please, don't say you killed Colum.
If you like. Mum's the word, then.
Aah!
Aah! No! No!
Aah!
No! Aah!
Aah!
No!
If you don't get out of this house,
I'll call the police.
Ha ha. Fancy the consequences of that for you, my darling.
I guess there's worse by way of consequences in this life.
Get out.
Get out! Get out!
Get out!
Aah!
No!
Aah!
No!
Help me!
- Where's my mom?
- What is it? - Where's my mom?
- Mary! Mary! Come here immediately!
Mary! What's wrong with you, lazy? Deaf you that ...?
- Get your hands off me. I got it? - Well, that's enough. Walk straight.
- Visitors.
- I will not go. Thank you.
I have come to inform you Miss Boyle disappeared, ma'am.
And get directions with respect to the child.
- Gone?... Mary?... But where?
- Nobody knows.
It could not find this morning,
and nobody heard that she was going somewhere.
- Did she nobody said nothing?
- I agree, it's very strange... But it is.
- Then have someone take Kate home.
- Ma'am... - I wanted Mary drove the child to Ireland.
I do not want her to stay here lasts until this nightmare.
- I understand, ma'am. - So let it will drive someone else.
"Rich American heiress accused of killing"
- Who was the American who came to us spring hunt?
- How strange that you asked. Mrs. O'Hara.
We need to invite it to us. Charming woman.
- And her name is Scarlett? Is not it?
- Yes, her name is hard to forget. Why did you ask? What's the matter?
- Now it certainly will not be forgotten. Just unbelieveble!
- Terrific! - What are you talking about?
Lord! - She did seem familiar Mr. Butler, if I'm not mistaken.
- Yes. But it says here that her name Scarlett O'Hara Butler!...
- Butler... how curious... - Curious?
What does this mean? O'Hara Butler...
I remember she said that she was the widow of .
and she a murderer? This charming creature? Nonsense!
- Do not you heed my advice? Hallelujah! Where are you driving?
- Received from John Morgan from London.
- My God! Murder?! Are you going?... Of course, you go.
- This can not be Rhett. Can not be.
- Whether it's anyone other than Scarlett I would have thought so, too.
- Rhett Butler - my ex-husband. - But you are a widow?...
- I invented. - You thought? - I lied. It is time to call a spade a spade.
I lied. - Rhett But not a word mentioned about it.
- I asked him. - But why?
- To no one asked about Kate. - Kate?
- Kate - my daughter. I call it - Kate.
- This is absolutely incredible. - Yes imagine what I'm feeling right now!...
I did not kill. I do not remember exactly what happened.
... But I did not kill him.
- Sorry, you said you did not remember. - Well, not everything...
- I do not understand.
- I remember everything until he took me.
... Against my will.
I seem to remember... but not very clearly...
I got out of bed... I do not know what happened next, but I...
I woke up on the floor. And when in his chest... sticking knife.
- I understand. - I am not able to kill the man.
At least, not Richard... No, never.
- At least? What do you want to say?
- I once killed a man.
- Really? - I had a reason.
It was soldiers yankees. He wanted to rape me . And I shot him.
This happened during the war. We had no one to protect.
- I understand. - This has nothing.
To the stupid stories which I got.
- I'm afraid it's not just a stupid story Scarlett.
- I did not kill Richard.
- Someone in London knows about previous incident?
- No.
I once told Richard.
But he is unlikely to run to transfer the rest.
- But perhaps he could share with someone. - What if it is?
- If this man tells that knows the court,
that in such circumstances is very likely...
The jury will consider you capable commit a felony...
And it can very adversely affect their verdict.
- Come on, dear.
Good girl. Like this.
- Where's my mother? - Mom will come to us later.
- Arrived, sir.
- You want to say that she woke up next to a dead man
and does not remember anything?
- So she claims.
- Even Scarlett would have invented such nonsense.
It must be true.
- She needs to hire the best lawyer in town.
I'm ready to pay it. - Perhaps you're right.
- John, you're one of the best lawyers in England.
- Only we are called lawyer.
- Will take up this matter?
- You see... - Look, I did not come in order to watch the execution.
I want to help her. And I am willing to do anything to save her.
- I do not know all the details of the case. But what I've heard enough,
to understand - it will protect extremely difficult.
- We'll find out all the details. We are allowed to see her?
- Of course, tomorrow. She did not kill this man.
I know. Scarlett is able to lie recklessly for their own benefit.
But in such important things she solzhet.
- I hope you can say the same after speaking with her, Rhett.
- What do you mean? - The fact that in this story...
There is another incredibly detailed What is Scarlett asked me to keep quiet.
She wants to talk to you in private.
And tell myself.
- Come, I'll wait.
- I was hoping you'd come.
I prayed about it but did not allow herself to dream.
- You're as incorrigible as before.
- Rhett... Oh, Rhett...
- Sally came to me. - I did not kill him.
You do not believe I did it. True?
- Do not think that I will not underestimate but I know it's not you.
- You came nadsmehatsya me Rhett Butler?
- Are you treated well? - What a wild questions? It's a prison!
- I heard England - a country noble manners.
- His generosity they leave behind these walls.
- What you told John Morgan?
- In essence, everything that you told him
... Except one detail that you wanted to tell itself.
- How did you get in England? - Travel broadens the mind.
- He seems to expand more than you expected.
Tell me, you think I'm fallen woman?
- Why would I think that? - But I'm not married to him.
- Do you love him? - O lord God, no!
- I wanted to thank you for letter of condolence, Scarlett.
- I was so worried. I hope you believe me?
- Yes. Of course.
You have no assumptions who could kill him?
- No... Only one, but I even think about it I do not.
- Who? - A girl from Ireland she was pregnant by him.
- Where is she? - It looks like she escaped.
Rhett... They want to hang me.
- Nobody will hang.
- I made a terrible mistake. It's time to pay.
I have a child, Rhett.
- This Englishman?
- It's yours.
- My...? Scarlett...
- Remember... The only time?
- What are you talking about, Scarlett? - Girl. It...
- What have you done? - Please do not be mad at me. Do not.
I'm sorry. - She was born before my marriage to Anna?
- Yes. - And when I came to Ireland you hid it? - Yes.
- Damn you take it, Scarlett! Crazy! - I still correct. My favorite.
I swear to you.
- Where is she?
- Ireland? - Scarlett sent her there when she was arrested.
- It certainly imagine what will you rage when you know.
And afraid that you simply take away her child and leave.
- Very likely. - I do not blame you for it desire, but surely.
You is not. - Really? - Yes. She has enough misery,
do you want to take away more her daughter.
And you only learned
the truth of this girl's child
on the night of lord Fenton's death.
Yes, that very night.
You hadn't the slightest suspicion before that time?
None. Mary will tell you if you can find her.
What I want to know is if you can find her.
It's only fair to tell you
That in a city as vast as London
or any other, for that matter,
it will be almost impossible.
We can only hope that she'll come forward and make herself known.
even if she did, she wouldn't necessarily confess, would she?
Assuming that there's anything that she might confess.
Now, look here, mr. Randolph...
I'm not accusing Mary of anything.
And the last thing I want to think
is that she murdered someone.
But it's real hard not to draw conclusions
from the way things are -
I'm arrested, and Mary disappears.
That's fair speculation.
When you learned that lord Fenton
Was the father of this girl's child,
How did you feel about that?
I could've chewed nails is what I felt.
What woman wouldn't have felt that way?
There's women would've shot him on the spot!
Lord Fenton murder!
Front story!
Get your paper here!
Lord Fenton gruesome murder trial!
All the details!
Thank you.
Good morning.
Lord Fenton's grisly murder!
All the details in the paper!
Is there anything I can get you, honey?
Rhett says you haven't eaten anything in two days.
They're probably cooking up my last meal right this minute.
Don't talk like that.
I ought to have known better than to come to England.
I guess that's a whole pitcher of spilled milk, isn't it?
¶ I wish I was in Dixie ¶
¶ hooray, hooray ¶
¶ in Dixie - ¶
Fenton murder!
Read all...
Scarlett... Is there anything...
Come back to you about that night?
No.
What's it matter, anyhow?
You think they'll believe me
and call the whole thing off?
Where do they have it, do you think?
Have what?
The gallows.
I've never seen a gallows. Have you?
Is it outside?
Have you seen it?
No. And you're never gonna, either.
Oh, Sally, I'm scared.
I'm so scared.
Hush.
Ohhh...
Hush.
Be upstanding in court!
Put up Scarlett O'Hara butler.
The jurors for our lady the queen
Present that you, Scarlett O'Hara Butler,
on the 10th day of November
in the year of our lord 1876
did feloniously, willfully,
and of your malice aforethought
kill and murder one Richard, lord Fenton of Albemarle.
How say you,
are you guilty or not guilty?
Not guilty.
Now...During your observation
of the body of lord Fenton,
did you determine for yourself
any probable cause of death, inspector Wilcox?
I observed three wounds
I reckoned was caused by a sharp instrument
to the chest of the deceased
in the general area of the heart
sufficient to cause death, I'd say fairly quick.
Was there any evidence
of this sharp instrument in the room?
It was lying right next to the bed.
No question it was the weapon that done the deed.
Why not?
It was covered with blood.
Are you going to have Scarlett testify, John?
I haven't yet made that decision.
Shouldn't she have a chance to tell her side of the story?
Yes, but then she'll be questioned by the prosecution,
a not altogether felicitous prospect, should Scarlett.
Good lord!
What is it?
It's the girl!
The Boyle girl.
Miss Boyle!
Miss Boyle! Stop! Here!
Mary! Stop!
Miss Boyle!
Hey! Watch out!
Oh!
Mary!
Mary, wait!
Mary!
It's all right!
No!
It's all right. I just want to talk to you.
Calm down. No one's going to hurt you.
My name's Rhett Butler. I was married to Scarlett.
You're lying! Mr. Butler's dead! Everybody knows it!
I may be somewhat tuckered, honey, but I ain't dead yet.
Mrs. Butler's a widow! You're lying!
I need your help. Scarlett needs your help.
She needs it real bad.
There's no help I can be to her!
Why'd you run away from Scarlett's house, Mary?
Now, why'd you do that?
You know Scarlett's on trial for killing lord Fenton?
Do you believe she's capable of that?
I don't believe so. We know someone else did it.
We just don't know who.
But unless that person makes it known,
there's a good chance Scarlett's going to be convicted of this crime.
She could hang.
Where are you taking me?
To see Scarlett.
No.
No!
Stop! Whoa!
Mary!
Mary, don't!
Aah!
Is she alive?
Just. I understand you're the gentleman
she has to thank for it.
I need to talk to her.
She's not conscious yet. Are you a relative?
No, a friend. It's real important I speak to her.
Can you give her something to revive her?
She has had rather a drubbing, you know?
You might pop around tomorrow.
Can you give us her name?
It's Boyle. Mary Boyle.
How soon can I speak to her?
Drop by tomorrow.
I'd get home and out of those wet clothes, if I were you,
before you require some hospital treatment as well.
Good night.
I think it might be best
not to mention this episode to Scarlett yet.
Let's not get her hopes up prematurely.
It may come to nothing.
Cheer up, old boy.
We're not throwing in the towel quite yet.
Did there come a time, mrs. Boswell,
when you began to believe
that the prisoner's relationship with lord Fenton
was, uh, other than merely platonic?
Other than what?
Did you come to believe
That their association was of an intimate nature?
Oh, yes, I did that.
Can you tell us why?
After I seen him coming out of her bedroom
in the dead of night,
though he didn't know I seen him.
On how many occasions did you observe such a circumstance?
That circumstance was just the once.
But I know there was numerous others.
No further questions, milord.
No questions, milord.
You may step down.
Call your next witness, mr. Whitlock.
Call mr. Rhett butler.
Call mr. Rhett butler!
So.
Now, your former wife
never told you that she was carrying your child
and that she ultimately gave birth to this child.
No.
Why did she not inform you
of so momentous an event in a man's life?
She was angry with me.
For what reason?
I decided it was time we parted company.
She sure didn't agree.
So she denied you knowledge
of the very existence of your only child
because you had left her?
Looks that way.
Mr. Butler...
Wouldn't you call that
a rather extreme and irrational response
for a woman -a wife - to have
as a result of a fit of pique?
I do think this calls for a judgment
which the witness is in no way qualified to render.
Quite right.
Mr. Butler,
is it true that the prisoner
consistently and over a considerable period of time
represented to all and sundry
that you were deceased and that she was a widow?
Yes.
She lied?
yes.
Well, in order to dispel any, uh,
Shall we say, curiosity
in the minds of anyone here present today,
is there any question whatsoever in your mind, mr. Butler,
That you are indeed the father of mrs. Butler's child?
None whatsoever, sir.
Uhh...
Ah, here she is, back with us.
Good evening.
Where am I, then?
In Bruton hospital, my dear.
Not where you intended, thank god.
Oh, dear Jesus.
I've not died?
No. It's quite a miracle, in fact...
Assuming you deliberately took a header
into the Thames.
You did, didn't you, you naughty girl?
Am I bad hurt?
Remarkably little, in fact.
But...
I'm sorry to have to tell you
it was impossible to save your baby.
Oh. The baby's gone?
I'm afraid so.
Oh, mother of mercy, be praised.
I don't see why they had to put you up there, anyhow.
I was fit to be tied
when john told me they were going to do that.
What better witness to reflect on your character, Scarlett?
Meaning my bad character?
They're trying to hang you.
And all's fair in love and hanging, huh?
Do you think I've got a bad character?
I think you've got a bad habit
of making decisions today
without thinking about what they might bring about tomorrow.
The only thing that keeps me going
is knowing that if worse comes to worse,
our baby will have you to take care of her.
I got something to tell you, Scarlett.
It's about Mary Boyle.
What about her?
Hello, Mary.
They tell me you're making an amazing recovery.
I was glad to hear it.
I was doing a lot of beating about the bush
the other night 'cause I didn't want to scare you...
But you know what I was getting at, don't you?
All things considered, there ain't a lot of doubt in anybody's mind
about who did in this lowdown Fenton fella.
In fact, I'd say there's no doubt at all.
Question is, what are you going to do about it?
What are you going to do about it, Mary?
Things are looking real bad for Scarlett.
Folks around here are just itching to string her up.
She's gonna be hung for something she didn't do.
I find it hard to believe that any decent person...
A decent, god-fearing girl like you
Could just...
Stand by and let that happen.
From what Scarlett tells me about you,
I find that real hard to believe.
Damn.
Lady Victoria, did your brother ever have occasion
to discuss with you his association with the prisoner?
Yes.
On one of these occasions, did he make mention
of an incident in her past
which she'd revealed to him?
Yes.
Hmm. Could you tell us, please, the nature of that incident?
I object, milord. This evidence is hearsay.
She murdered a man. She shot him.
I had to defend myself against his unspeakable intentions!
It wasn't a murder! She's twisting it all around!
Silence!
Silence in court!
Gone?
What do you mean, gone?
No one was at fault.
I assure you, there was no reason whatsoever
to suppose that the girl would.
Gone?
And then we began to hear the shouting,
mostly mrs. Butler's.
You couldn't help but hear
they were having a most dreadful row.
She hurried up the stairs.
Lord Fenton had come out of the drawing room.
Did she speak to him at that time?
She stopped and shouted at him.
Well, what did she shout, if you remember?
I...Couldn't forget.
She said, "if ever you come near me again, I'll kill you.
I swear I will."
Those were her words.
Now, when you reached the open bedroom door,
what did you observe, mr. Roberts?
Mrs. Butler was standing by the bed,
at the bedside, and lord Fenton was on the bed.
There was blood all over him.
Was there anything else
which you were able to observe, mr. Roberts?
Yes, sir. I saw the knife covered in blood.
I swear by almighty god
that the evidence given by me
yo this court shall be the truth,
the whole truth, and nothing but the truth,
so help me god.
In view of testimony heard earlier, mrs. Butler,
did you, in fact, reveal to lord Fenton that you had once
shot and killed a man -
an enemy soldier?
I told lord Fenton that in confidence.
I didn't expect him to talk to anybody else about it.
What were the circumstances
of that unfortunate incident?
He was gonna assault me.
Assault you? In what manner?
In the worst manner a woman can be assaulted.
What was your response
To lord Fenton's refusal to leave your house
following his atrocious assault on your person?
I was extremely angry.
Angry enough to retaliate?
I retaliated as best I could. I hit him, as I said.
Angry enough to kill him?
No. No.
Mrs. Butler...
Despite your lapse of memory on that evening
to which you have testified,
do you believe yourself capable
of having murdered lord Fenton?
No. I swear on my mother's grave
I'm not capable of having done that.
At which point you say you fired the pistol
at this enemy soldier, causing his death.
Yes.
Were there any witnesses
to this violent episode, mrs. Butler?
No, I don't think so.
Actually, I don't recall.
Ah, you don't recall.
It was a long time ago.
To be sure.
I suggest that the evening of lord Fenton's death
Is not remotely so distant in time,
And yet you claim a failure of memory
on that occasion as well,
uh, between the moment
when you were allegedly struck by lord Fenton
and the moment you allegedly discovered him to be dead.
That was different. I hit my head when I fell.
I already said that.
Ah, so you did.
Uh, tell me, uh, mrs. Butler,
are these, uh, lapses in memory
habitual episodes to which you are susceptible?
Not as far as I know.
I take it you're uncertain.
No, I'm not uncertain.
I suggest the statement
"not as far as I know"
Suggests a degree of uncertainty, mrs. Butler.
You're just trying to twist me up.
I can't explain what I mean.
Much as you are unable to explain
the death of lord Fenton in your bedchamber, mrs. Butler.
If you forget something, how can you know you forgot it?
And by that very admission,
how can you dare claim with any certainty whatsoever
that while in this state of -what shall we call it-
uh, convenient amnesia, you did not commit the crime
of which you are accused?
I know it in my heart.
Alas, mrs. Butler, we are none of us here qualified
to, uh, evaluate the reliability of your heart...
And most certainly not the innocence you claim for it.
You have already confessed here in this court
openly to murder.
The yankee was gonna rape me!
I had to protect myself!
There were plenty of women in those days didn't protect themselves,
and they paid the consequences. They paid dearly.
What I did then has nothing to do with now.
I did threaten lord Fenton, yes.
But I didn't do what I threatened.
He did commit his vile assault on me.
He raped me... And all I did was hit him,
and he struck me, and the next thing I remember
was waking up and finding him dead,
but I'm not the one who killed him!
I suggest... That it was your hand and no other
which took up a knife on that tragic night
and struck not once but thrice
into the heart of Richard, lord Fenton of Albemarle!
I didn't!
I didn't, I didn't!
I didn't!
You haven't had the slightest recollection, Scarlett?
No. I'm trying to remember.
I've been trying, but I can't!
I can't remember what happened!
It's all right. Calm yourself.
You don't really believe me, do you?
You don't think I'm innocent.
You want me to remember I did it, don't you?
Certainly not.
Well, I can't! I can't remember what happened!
Have you agreed upon a verdict, gentlemen?
We have.
Do you find the prisoner guilty or not guilty
of the murder of lord Fenton of Albemarle?
Guilty.
Scarlett O'Hara Butler,
You have been found guilty of willful murder.
Have you anything to say
why the court should not pronounce sentence upon you?
I'm not guilty!
I didn't do it! I'm innocent!
I swear I am!
Prisoner at the bar...
The jury has convicted you
of the dreadful crime laid to your charge.
The sentence of the law is
that you be taken from hence
to the place from whence you came
and from there to a place of execution
and there you be hanged by the neck until you are dead.
Oh! Oh! Oh!
No!
She's not the one done it!
She's not the one!
I believe I must've gone mad for a bit.
It just come on me all of a sudden like.
Aah!
I done it for all the evil that was in him.
I done it for all the evil.
I want to thank you again, Mary,
for coming out with it.
In the end, I couldn't do other.
Will they hang me, do you think?
We'll try to stop that from happening, honey.
You'll have the best lawyers in town.
Sir john's going to stand for you.
I have no money to pay.
Don't worry about that.
And I'll be back to testify for you.
You're leaving this terrible city, then?
I don't blame you.
Are you going back to Ireland?
Back to Ireland, yes.
And my husband's coming with me.
It's time I made the acquaintance of my daughter.
Whoa.
Welcome to Ballyhara.
What do you think?
I'd say your tastes have improved considerably, Scarlett.
You might be surprised at some of my improvements.
Come and meet your daughter.
She'll be sleeping.
She's even more beautiful asleep than she is awake,
and that's saying something.
Mama.
Say hello to your daddy, darlin.
I don't have a daddy.
Well, you do now.
Here's mud in your eye, Scarlett.
Coming from you, I'm not altogether sure how to take that.
Say something less suspicious.
To our daughter...
The most...
Beautiful little girl in the world.
Here's hoping she has her mother's brass
and her father's brains.
That's a lot better.
You've been more decent to me
than I had any right to expect, Rhett.
I hope you know I'm fully aware of that.
I wouldn't have blamed you
if you'd never spoken to me again
after you found out about cat.
I considered it.
We've got to figure out what to do now, don't we?
Yes.
About our daughter.
Yes.
What'll we do?
I don't know about you, Scarlett,
but I'm going to get me some sleep.
Could I trouble you to point me to a bedroom?
Uh-uh, Scarlett. Not a chance.
It's not what you're thinking.
You're being a donkey's hind end.
See what I mean?
Now, what in god's name is that?
I'd say it's the world's biggest bed, I guess.
You wouldn't know a little bitty thing like me was even in it.
You'd have to holler to even talk to me,
which I have utterly no expectation of you doing.
I promise to be good.
You asleep?
No.
You going to sleep?
Yes.
Night.
Good night.
How are you liking Ireland so far, sir?
You just call me Rhett.
It's a fine country, Bridie.
It is Bridie, isn't it?
It is. There's loads of us to know, isn't there?
But you'll sort it out in time.
What a fortunate man you are, sir,
to have an angel for a daughter
and a saint for a wife.
You could've knocked me down with a feather
when we heard the news of Mary Boyle.
This a tragedy. None to blame but herself, however.
True enough.
Scarlett was saying she and himself
would go over to England
to give the girl whatever assistance they can.
Bless her heart.
Ain't he criminal handsome, though?
He is that.
Looks to be plenty life left in him yet.
I suppose Scarlett will know best about that.
"save you, o'donald,
"said the wise gray beggarman.
"and you, likewise, said o'donald.
"a wind's coming, and what is your craft?
"I come from the outermost shores of the earth
"from the glens where the white swans glide
"at night and I lay...
"at night and then...
And at night on a cold, cold hillside."
What are we going to do, Rhett...
About you and me?
About her?
About you and me and her?
She ought to have both of us.
That's generally the best way.
The only way it'd be is if you could ever...
Ever what?
Love me again.
Pass the cream.
What makes you think I ever stopped?
How about you divorcing me and marrying somebody else?
That might've put the idea in my mind.
It was never a question for me of loving you, Scarlett.
It was a question of living with loving you.
Maybe I could make that part easier.
I'd sure like to try.
How about you?
Would you like to try, maybe?
Maybe, if we took it real slow and easy.
Don't go doing me any big favors, Rhett Butler.
You may think you're god's gift to women,
but I'm not exactly over the hill yet.
Plenty of men.
You once said
heaven help the man who really loves me.
Do you remember?
Heaven help me.
Well?
Lord, how I've missed you.
You tell me the truth.
You really love me with your whole heart,
or did you want me because you couldn't have me?
Why, Rhett Butler! What a nasty thing to say.
I do love you...
With all my heart...
And I will forever.
I'd say we've been real nice to each other lately.
Wouldn't you say so?
I'd agree. It's a downright pleasure to agree.
You've changed, Scarlett.
You think so?
Mm-hmm. You've grown up.
I'll have to get to know you all over again.
That might not be an altogether unpleasant experience.
I have no doubt you'll make it interesting.
Better than interesting.
I'll do better this time, I promise.
You'll probably wear me out.
I'm sure you'll manage just fine.
Hmm.
What're we going to do about our little difficulty?
Which one?
The geography one.
You in Charleston, me in Ireland.
You have any thoughts about that?
Only one that makes any sense.
I'm listening.
Compromise.
In my experience,
Every time somebody suggests what they call a compromise,
it generally turns out to be something favoring them.
Not this time.
All right, let's hear it.
I'll give up Charleston
if you'll give up Ireland.
For where else?
We belong together, Scarlett.
The world is where we belong.
All of it. We can go anywhere.
As long as we're together,
the world will belong to us.
That's a lot of property.
Ha ha ha ha!