PORK: Lawsy, Miss Scarlet. Dat's Mister Gerald's watch.

SCARLETT: You take it it's for you. Pa'd wants you to have it.

PORK: Yo ain' got to business parten' from dis watch now, Miss Scarlett. Yo needs all yo valuables ter sell fo' dat tax money.

SCARLETT: Do you think I'd sell Pa's watch? And don't cry. I can stand everybody's tears but yours. Oh, Mammy, Mammy.

MAMMY: Yo ben brave so long, Miss Scarlet, yo jes gotter go on bein' brave. Think about yo Pa lak he useterber.

SCARLETT: I can't think about Pa. I can't think of anything but that three hundred dollars.

MAMMY: Ain' no good thinkin' about dat Miss Scarlett. Ain' nobody got dat much money, nobody but Yankees and scalawags got dat much money.

SCARLETT: Rhett!

M.S. SCARLETT is in MAMMY's reflection in mirror. They walk to mirror. SCARLETT's eyes travel to portieres in mirror. She turns, dropping her shawl. CAMERA PANS with SCARLETT to portieres. MAMMY follows her. SCARLETT shakes first one portier and then the other. She pulls them down, she wraps one length around her and CAMERA PANS with her with her back to mirror. MAMMY follows. SCARLETT takes the portier and draps it over a chair and starts removing the fringe.

MAMMY: Who dat, a Yankee?

SCARLETT: Oh-oh, Mammy, I'm so - so thin and pale, and - I haven't any clothes.

SCARLETT: Scoot up to the attic Mammy, and get down Ma's old box of dress patterns.

MAMMY: What yo up ter wit Miss Ellen's portier?

SCARLETT: You're going to make me a new dress.

MAMMY: Not wid Miss Ellen's portier. Not while I got breath in my body.

SCARLETT: Great balls of fire! They're my portiers now! I'm going to Atlanta for that 300 dollars and I got to go looking like a queen.

MAMMY: Who gwine ter 'lanta wid yo?

SCARLETT: I'm going alone.

MAMMY: Dat's what yo think. Ise goin' to 'lanta wid yo. Wid yo an' ...

SCARLETT: No, Mammy darling.

MAMMY: No use to try to sweet talk me, Miss Scarlett. Ise knows you ever since I put de fus par o' diapers on ya. I sed ise goin' to 'lanta wid yo and ise is.

Fade In: Int. Firehouse. Corporal appears if b.g. CAMERA PULLS back as corporal comes forward revealing RHETT playing cards with major and two others. RHETT's back is to camera (o.s.)

RHETT: Kings and traes, huh? Too good for me, Major! You know it's a pity we couldn't have fought the war out in a poker game. You have done better than General Grant.

RHETT: ...with far less effort

MAJOR: What is it, corporal?

C.U. MAJOR - MAJOR stands beside him.

CORPORAL: Sir, there's a lady to see Captain Butler says she's his sister.

MAJOR: Another sister?

C.U. RHETT

MAJOR: This is a jail, not a harem, Captain Butler

MAJOR: No, Major, she ain't one of those.

C.U. MAJOR. CORPORAL stands beside him.

MAJOR: This one's got her Mammy with her.

C.U. RHETT. CAMERA PULLS back bringing the MAJOR into scene. The MAJOR hands RHETT a piece a paper totaling his losses and RHETT signs it. RHETT throws back his coat and rises.

RHETT: She has? I'd like to see this one, Major without her Mammy.

MAJOR: Hmmm.

RHETT: Ah, let's see. My losses for the afternoon come to what? Mmm. Three hundred and forty. My debts do mount up don't they Major?

MAJOR: Alright Corporal, show Captain Butler's sister to his cell.

RHETT: Thank you major, Excuse me gentlemen. It's hard to be strict with a man who loses money so pleasantly.

SCARLETT: Rhett!

RHETT: Scarlett! My dear little sister, it's alright Corporal, my sister has brought me no files or saws.

RHETT: Can I really kiss you now?

SCARLETT: On the forehead like a good brother.

RHETT: No thanks. I'll wait and hope for better things.

SCARLETT: Oh Rhett. I was so distressed when I heard you were in jail. I simply couldn't sleep for thinking it's not true they're going to hang you?

RHETT: Would you be sorry?

SCARLETT: Oh Rhett.

RHETT: Well don't worry yet. The Yankees have trumped up some charges against me, but what they're really after is my money, they seemed to think i made off with the Confederate treasury.

SCARLETT: Well well did you?

RHETT: What a leading question. But lets not talk about sordid things like money. How good of you to come see me, how pretty you look.

SCARLETT: Oh Rhett, how do you run on teasing a country girl like me.

RHETT: Thank heavens you're not in rags. I'm so tired of seeing women in rags. Turn around, Marvelous.

RHETT: You look good enough to eat and prosperous too.

SCARLETT: Thank you I've been doing very well. Everybody at Tara is well. Only I got so bored, I just thought I'd treat myself to a visit to town.

RHETT: You're a heartless creature, but that's part of your charm. You know you have more charm than the law allows.

SCARLETT: Now I didn't come here to talk silliness about me, I came because I was so miserable of the thought of you in trouble. You know I was mad the night you left me on the road to Tara. And I still haven't forgiven you.

RHETT: Oh Scarlett don't say that.

SCARLETT: Well, I must admit I might not be alive now only for you. When I think of myself with everything I could possibly hope for and not a care in the world, and you here in this horrid jail and not even a human jail, Rhett - a horse jail. Oh listen to me, trying to make jokes when I really want to cry.

SCARLETT: Oh. In a minute I could cry.

RHETT: Scarlett, could it possible be that...

SCARLETT: Can what be possible Rhett?

RHETT: That you've grown a woman's heart? A real woman's heart?

SCARLETT: I know I have Rhett.

RHETT: You know it's worth being in jail to hear you say that. It's well worth it. You can drop the moonlight and magnolias, Scarlett. So things have been going well at Tara, have they?

SCARLETT: Yes.

RHETT: What have yoou been doing with your hands

SCARLETT: Just because I went riding last week wihtout my gloves...

RHETT: These don't belong to a lady. You've been working with them like a field hand. Why did you lie to me, and what are you really up to?

SCARLETT: Now, Rhett.

RHETT: In another minute I'd have almost believed you cared something.

SCARLETT: But I do care.

RHETT: Suppose we get down ott the truth. You want something from me, and you want it badly enough to put on quite a show in your velvets. What is it money?

SCARLETT: I wanted $300 to pay the taxes on Tara. Oh, Rhett, I did lie to you when I said everything was all right. Things are just as bad as they could possibly be. And you've got millions, Rhett.

RHETT: What collateral are you offering?

SCARLETT: Oh,- oh, my earbobs.

RHETT: Not interested.

SCARLETT: A mortgage on Tara.

RHETT: What would i do with a farm?

SCARLETT: Oh you wouldn't lose. I'd pay you back out of next years cotton.

RHETT: Not good enough. Have you nothing better?

SCARLETT: You once said you loved me. If you still love me, Rhett...

RHETT: You haven't forgotten that i'm not a marrying man.

SCARLETT: No I haven't forgotten.

RHETT: you're not worth $300. You will never mean anything but misery to any man.

SCARLETT: Go on insult me. I don't care what you say, only give me the money. I won't let Tara go, I can't let it go while there is a breath left in my body. Oh Rhett. Won't you please give me the money?

RHETT: I couldn't give you the money if I wanted to. My funds are in Liverpool not Atlanta. If i try drawing a draft the yankees would be on me like a duck on a june bug. So you see, my dear, you've abased yourself to no purpose.

SCARLETT: Oh! Oh!

RHETT: Here, here, here, stop it! Want the Yankees to see you like this?

SCARLETT: Take your hands off me, you skunk. You knew what I was going to say before I started. You knew you wouldn't lend me the money - and yet you let me go on.

RHETT: I enjoyed hearing what you had to say. Cheer up. You can come to my hanging and I will remember you in my will.

SCARLETT: I'll come to your hanging. The only thing I am afraid of is that they won't hang you in time to pay the taxes on Tara.