Lordy, Miss Melly. I sure is glad you's come. Oh, Mammy, this house won't seem the same...

Mammy: Lordy, Miss Melly. I sure is glad you's come. Melanie Hamilton: Oh, Mammy, this house won't seem the same without Bonnie. How's Miss Scarlett bearing up? Mammy: Miss Melly, this here's done broke her heart. But I didn't fetch you on Miss Scarlett's account. What that child got to stand, the good Lord give her strength to stand. It's Mr. Rhett I's worried about. He done lost his mind these last couple of days. Melanie Hamilton: Oh, no, Mammy, no. Mammy: I ain't never seen no man, black or white, set such store on any child. When Dr. Meade say her neck broke Mr. Rhett grabbed his gun and run out and shoot that poor pony. And for a minute, I think he gonna shoot hisself. Melanie Hamilton: Oh, poor Captain Butler Mammy: Miss Scarlett called him a murderer for teaching that child to jump. She said, "You give me my baby what you killed." And then he say Miss Scarlett ain't never cared nothing about Miss Bonnie. It like to turn my blood cold, the things they say to one another. Melanie Hamilton: Stop, Mammy, don't tell me any more. Mammy: And then that night Mr. Rhett, he locked hisself in the nursery with Miss Bonnie. He wouldn't even open the door when Miss Scarlett beat on it and hollered to him and that's where he's been for two whole days. Melanie Hamilton: Oh, Mammy! Mammy: And then this evening, Miss Scarlett shouted through the door and said: "The funeral's set for tomorrow morning." and he says, "You try that and I kills you tomorrow. Do you think I's gonna put my child in the dark when she's so scared of it?" Melanie Hamilton: Oh, Mammy, Mammy! He *has* lost his mind! Mammy: Yes'm, that's the God's truth. He ain't gonna let us bury that child. You gotta help us Miss Melly. Melanie Hamilton: Oh, but I can't intrude. Mammy: If you can't help us, who can? Mr. Rhett always set great store by your opinion. Please, Miss Melly. Melanie Hamilton: I'll do what I can, Mammy.

...with the wounded soldiers... Well, why didn't you go after him? Miss Scarlett, I's scared to go down there at the car shed. There's folks dying down there. And I's scared of dead folks! Go sit by Miss Melly. And don't you be upsetting her or I'll whip the hide off you. Just a few more days For to tote the weary load Have you seen...? Move aside, lady, please. Dr. Meade? Dr. Meade. Dr. Meade, at last! Thank heaven you're here. I need every pair of hands. Now, come, child, wake up. We got work to do. But Melly's having her baby. You've got to come with me! Are you crazy? I can't leave these men for a baby. They're dying! Hundreds! Get a woman to help. But there isn't anybody. Dr. Meade, she might die. Die? Look at them, bleeding to death in front of my eyes! No chloroform. No bandages. Nothing! Nothing to ease their pain. Run along and don't bother me. Don't worry, child. There's nothing to bringing a baby. - Bring the stretchers in here. Dr. Meade? Yeah, I'm coming. Is the doctor come? No, he can't come. Oh, Miss Scarlett, Miss Melly bad off. He can't come. There's nobody to come. You've got to manage without the doctor. I'll help you. Oh, Lordy, Miss Scarlett! Well, what is it? Lordy, we's got to have a doctor! I don't know nothing about birthing babies! - What do you mean? - I don't know... You told me you knew everything! I don't know why I lied! Ma ain't never let me around when folks was having them. Scarlett! Scarlett! Miss Scarlett! Stop it! Go light a fire on the stove. Boil water in the kettle. Get me a ball of twine, clean towels and the scissors. Don't tell me you can't find them! Go get them and get them quick! Scarlett! Scarlett! - Scarlett! - Coming, Melly. Coming! You better go before the Yankees get here. You know I won't leave you. It's no use. I'm gonna die. Don't be a goose, Melly. Hold on to me. - Hold on to me! - Talk to me, Scarlett. Please, talk to me. Don't try to be brave. Yell! There's nobody to hear. Ma says if you puts a knife under the bed, it cuts the pain. Captain Butler! Captain Butler! Captain Butler! - Who do you want? - Captain Butler. He's upstairs. Belle Watling's giving a party. Yes, sir. Thank you. Captain Butler! Oh, Captain Butler! What's all the rumpus about? I's got a message for Captain Butler, Mrs. Watling. Captain Butler, you come out here in the streets to me! - What is it, Prissy? - Miss Scarlett done sent me for you. Miss Melly, she done had her baby today. A fine baby boy.