I've been sitting by this curb one solid hour waiting to speak to you,
Miz Wilkes.
PETER
Go on, you trash! Don't you be pestering these ladies!
SCARL
Don't talk to her, Melly.
MELLY
It's all right, Scarlett. Who are you?
BELLE
My name's Belle Watling, that don't matter. I expect you think I got no
business here.
MELLY
Hadn't you best to tell me what you want to see me about.
BELLE
First time I come here, I says, "Belle, you're a nurse." But
the ladies didn't want my kind of nursing. Well, they was more than likely
right. Then I tried giving them money. My money wasn't good enough for
them, either, the old peahens! I know a gentleman who says you're a human
being. If you are, which they ain't you'll take my money for the hospital.
CAROL
What are you doing here? Haven't you been told twice already.
BELLE
This time I'm conversing with Miz Wilkes! You might as well take my money,
Miz Wilkes. It's good money, even if it is mine.
MELLY
I'm sure you're very generous.
BELLE
No, I'm not. I'm a Confederate like everybody else. That's all.
MELLY
Of course, you are!
BELLE
Some folks here wouldn't feel that way. But maybe they ain't as good Christians
as you.
MELLY
Look, Mrs. Meade! It's a great deal of money! Ten, twenty, thirty, fifty!
And it's not our paper money! It's gold!
SCARL
Let me see that handkerchief! "R.B." And she's driving away in
Rhett Butler's carriage! Oh, if I just wasn't a lady, what wouldn't tell
that varmint!