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Atlanta prayed while onward surged the triumphant Yankees. Heads were high, but hearts were heavy, as the wounded and the refugees poured into unhappy Georgia.
And there's a place back home where a wild plum tree comes to flower in the springtime. Down by the creek, you know. Yes, I know, I know. When we were little, my brother Jeff and I used to I told you about my brother Jeff, didn't I, ma'am? I know I did. He
We don't know where Jeff is now, ma'am. Since Bull Run we haven't heard anything and Please, we must have your temperature now. Just take this in your mouth and not talk anymore. Not just now. Melanie, I'm so tired. I've got to go home. Aren't you tired, Melanie?
No, I'm not tired, Scarlett. This might be Ashley. And only strangers here to comfort him. No, I'm not tired, Scarlett. They could all be Ashley. I've been sitting by this curb one solid hour waiting to speak to you, Miss Wilkes. Go on, you trash,
don't you be pestering these ladies. Don't talk to her, Melly. It's all right, Scarlett. Who are you? My name's Belle Watling. But that don't matter. I expect you think I've got no business here. Hadn't you best tell me what you want to see me about? 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. 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. What are you doing here? Haven't you been told twice already? This time I'm conversing with Miss Wilkes. You might as well take my money, Miss Wilkes. It's good money, even if it is mine. I'm sure you're very generous. No, I'm not. I'm a Confederate
like everybody else, that's all. Of course you are. Some folks here wouldn't feel that way. But maybe they ain't as good Christians as you. Look, Mrs. Meade. It's a great deal of money. $10, $20, $30, $50. And it's not our paper money. It's gold. 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 I tell that varmint! Panic hit the City with the first of Sherman's shells. Helpless and unarmed, the populace fled from the oncoming Juggernaunt. And desperately the gallant remnants of an army marched out to face the foe.
The Lord is my shepherd. I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures. He leadeth He restoreth my soul.
He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake. Yeah, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I will fear no evil. For thou art with me. Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me. Yankees! Yankees! Dr. Meade, they're getting closer.
They'll never get into Atlanta. They'll never get through old Peg-Leg Hood. We'll be safe in the hospital. Give me something for the pain. Give me something for the pain! Sorry, son, we haven't got anything to give you. These animals is driving me crazy! What luck! You've got my jack! Give me an ace and I'll start another war!
I'll bid the moon! I'll never see you or Pa again. This leg's got to come off, soldier. No, no! Leave me alone! I'm sorry, soldier. We're all run out of chloroform, Dr. Meade. Then we'll have to operate without it. No, no! Leave me alone! You can't do it. I won't let you do it to me! Tell Dr. Wilson to take this leg off
immediately. It's gangrene. No, no! Don't! I haven't seen my family in three days. I'm going home for half an hour. Orderly! Give me a lift. Nurse, you can free this bed. Miss Scarlett! Why, Frank Kennedy! Miss Suellen, is she well? When did they bring you in?
You all right? Are you badly hurt? But Miss Suellen, is she She's all right, but I Dr. Wilson needs you in the operating room. He's going to take off that leg. Better hurry. I'll be back. No, no, leave me alone! No, no, I can't stand it!
No don't! Don't cut! Don't cut! Don't, don't! Please! Where's the nurse? Dr. Wilson's waiting. Let him wait! I'm going home! I've done enough. I don't want any more men dying! I don't want any more!
Big Sam! Big Sam! Big Sam! Almighty Moses, it's Miss Scarlett! Big Sam! Big Sam! Sam, 'Lige, 'Postel, Prophet! I'm so glad to see you! Tell me about Tara, about my mother. She didn't write me. She's gone and got sick, Miss Scarlett.
Sick? Just a little bit sick, that's all. Your pa was wild when they wouldn't let him fight 'cause of his broken knee. He had fits when they took us field hands to dig ditches for white soldiers to hide in. But your ma says the Confederacy needs us. So we's gonna dig for the South. Sam, was there a doctor?
Ma'am, we've got to march. Goodbye, Miss Scarlett. Don't worry, we'll stop them Yankees. Goodbye, Big Sam. Goodbye, boys. If any of you get sick or hurt, let me know. Goodbye, Miss Scarlett. Goodbye. Goodbye. Goodbye. Scarlett!
Scarlett! Climb into this buggy. This is no day for walking. You'll get run over. Oh, Rhett! Drive me to Aunt Pitty's, please. Panic's a pretty sight, isn't it? That's just another of Gen. Sherman's calling cards. He'll be paying us a visit soon.
I've got to get out of here before the Yankees come! And leave your work at the hospital? Or have you had enough of death and lice and men chopped up? I suppose you weren't meant for sick men, Scarlett. Don't talk to me like that. I'm so scared. I wish I could get out of here. Let's get out of here together.
No use staying here and letting the South come down around your ears. There are too many nice places to go and visit. Mexico, London, Paris With you? Yes, ma'am. With a man who understands you and admires you for just what you are. I figure we belong together,
being the same sort. I've been waiting for you to grow up and get that sad-eyed Ashley out of your heart. Well, I hear Mrs. Wilkes is going to have a baby in another month or so. It'll be hard loving a man with a wife and baby clinging to him. Well, here we are. Are you going with me, or are you getting out? I hate and despise you, Rhett Butler,
and I'll hate and despise you till I die. Oh, no, you won't, Scarlett. Not that long. Miss Scarlett! Miss Scarlett! Folks is all going to Macon and folks is running away and running away. I can't bear it! Those cannon balls right in my ears! I faint every time I hear one! Uncle Peter, look out for that trunk! But, Aunt Pitty, you aren't leaving?
I may be a coward, but oh, dear! Yankees in Georgia! How did they ever get in? I'm going, too. Prissy, go pack my things. Get them, quick! Wait, Aunt Pitty, I won't be a minute. Scarlett, do you really think you ought to? Scarlett! What is this? You ain't planning on running away?
And don't you dare try to stop me. I'm never going back to that hospital. I've had enough of smelling death and rot and death. I'm going home. I want my mother. My mother needs me. Now you've got to listen to me. You must stay here! Without a chaperon, Dr. Meade? It simply isn't done!
Good heavens, woman, this is war, not a garden party! You've got to stay. Melanie needs you. Oh, bother Melanie. She's ill already. She shouldn't even be having a baby. She may have a difficult time. Can't we take her along? Do you want her to take that chance?
To be jounced over rough roads and have her baby ahead of time, in a buggy? It isn't my baby! You take care of her! Scarlett! We haven't enough doctors much less nurses to look after a sick woman. You've got to stay for Melanie. What for? I don't know anything about babies
being born! I knows, I knows. I knows how to do it. I's done it lots and lots. Let me, Doctor, let me. I can do everything. Good. Then I'll rely on you to help us. Yes, Doctor. Ashley's fighting in the field, fighting for the cause.
He may never come back. He may die. Scarlett, we owe him a well-born child. Ashley. If you're coming, Scarlett, hurry! I promised Ashley something. Then you'll stay? Good. Go along, Miss Pittypat. Scarlett's staying. Go on, Uncle Peter.
Oh, dear, I don't know what to do. It's like the end of the world. Uncle Peter, my smelling salts. Melanie, it's all your fault! I hate you, I hate you! And I hate your baby! If only I hadn't promised Ashley! If only I hadn't promised him! Siege. The skies rained death. For thirty-five days a battered Atlanta hung grimly on, hoping for a miracle. Then there fell a silence more terrifying than the pounding of the cannon. Stop! Stop, please stop! Is it true? Are the Yankees coming?
I'm afraid so, ma'am. The Army's pulling out. Pulling out of Atlanta? Leaving us to the Yankees? Not leaving, ma'am, evacuating. We've got to before Sherman cuts the McDonough Road and catches us. It can't be true! It can't be true! What'll I do? Better refugee south right quick, ma'am.
If you'll excuse me, ma'am. Prissy! Prissy, come here! Pack my things and Miss Melanie's, too. We're going to Tara right away. The Yankees are coming! Yes, ma'am.