| SCARL |
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Stop! Stop! Stop! Please, stop! Is it true? Are the Yankees coming? |
| CAPTIN |
I'm afraid so,Ma'am. The army's pulling out. |
| SCARL |
Pulling out of Atlanta? Leaving us to the Yankees? |
| CAPTIN |
Not leaving, ma'am-evacuating. We've go to, before Sherman cuts the McDonough
Road to the South and catches a lot of us. |
| SCARL |
It can't be true! It can't be true! What'll I do? |
| CAPTIN |
Better refugee South, right quick,ma'am. If you'll excuse me, ma'am. |
| SCARL |
Prissy! Prissy! Prissy! Come here, Prissy! Go pack my things and Miss Melanie's,
too. We're going to Tara right away. The Yankees are coming! |
| PRISSY |
Yes'm. |
| MELLY |
Scarlet! Scarlet! |
| SCARL |
Oh, Melly, we're going to.... Melly! |
| MELLY |
I'm sorry-to be such a bother, Scarlett. It began at daybreak. |
| SCARL |
But, but-the- the Yankees are coming! |
| MELLY |
Poor Scarlett. You'd be at Tara now with your mother, wouldn't you-if it
weren't for me? Oh, Scarlett, darling. You've been so good to me. No sister
could have been sweeter. I've been lying here thinking-if I should die-
will you take my baby? |
| SCARL |
Oh, fiddle-dee-dee, Melly. Aren't things bad enough without you talking
about dying? I'll send for Dr. Meade right away. |
| MELLY |
Not yet, Scarlett. I couldn't let Dr. Meade sit here for hours while-while
all those poor-wounded boys... |
| SCARL |
Melly! Prissy! Prissy! Prissy! Come here quick! Prissy! |
| PRISSY |
Yes'm. |
| SCARL |
Go get Dr. Meade. Run! Quick! |
| PRISSY |
Yes'm. The baby! |
| SCARL |
Well, don't stand there like a scared goat. Run! Hurry, hurry! I'll sell
you South, I will. I swear I will! |