2:14:01
Miss Scarlett, ma"am?
2:14:03
I gotta know how much money
have you got left. In gold.
2:14:06
Ten dollars. Why?
2:14:09
That won"t be enough.
2:14:10
What are you talking about?
2:14:12
Well, I see"d that old no-count
white-trash Wilkerson...
2:14:16
...that used to be
Mr. Gerald"s overseer here.
2:14:19
He"s a regular Yankee now,
and he was making a brag...
2:14:22
...that his Carpetbagger friends run
the taxes way up sky-high on Tara.
2:14:27
- How much more we got to pay?
- I hear the taxman say $300.
2:14:32
Three hundred...!
2:14:34
It might just as well be 3 million.
But we gotta raise it, that"s all.
2:14:39
Yes"m. How?
2:14:43
- L"ll go ask Mr. Ashley.
- He ain"t got no $300.
2:14:47
Well, I can ask him
if I want to, can"t I?
2:14:51
Asking ain"t getting.
2:15:04
They say Abe Lincoln got
his start splitting rails.
2:15:08
Just think what heights I may
climb to, once I get the knack.
2:15:11
The Yankees want $300 more in taxes.
2:15:15
What shall we do?
2:15:18
Ashley, what"s to become of us?
2:15:20
What becomes of people
when their civilization breaks up?
2:15:24
Those with brains and courage
come through all right.
2:15:27
Those that haven"t are winnowed out.
2:15:28
For heaven"s sake...
2:15:30
...don"t talk nonsense when it"s
us being winnowed out!
2:15:33
You"re right, Scarlett. Here I am
talking tommyrot about civilization...
2:15:38
...while your Tara is in danger.
2:15:40
You"ve come to me for help,
and l"ve none to give.
2:15:45
l"m a coward.
2:15:47
You, Ashley? A coward?
2:15:50
What are you afraid of?
2:15:52
Mostly of life becoming
too real for me, I suppose.
2:15:56
Not that I mind splitting rails.
2:15:59
But I do mind very much losing
the beauty of that life I loved.