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: Gatsby? What Gatsby?
: [after a long pause
] Well, I'm certainly glad to see you again. Jay Gatsby
: I-I'm certainly glad to see you, as well.
: Open another window. Nick Carraway
: There aren't any more. Daisy Buchanan
: Then telephone for an axe.
: All the bright precious things fade so fast... and they don't come back.
: I hope she'll be a fool - that's the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.
: I wish we could just run away. Jay Gatsby
: Run away? No. Daisy, darling, that... that wouldn't be respectable. We're gonna live here, in this house. You and me.
: [Daisy cries after Gatsby showers her with fancy shirts
] What is it? Daisy, Daisy darling, what is it? Daisy Buchanan
: It... it makes me sad. Jay Gatsby
: Why? Daisy Buchanan
: Because... Nick Carraway
] Five lost years struggled on Daisy's lips, but all she could manage was... Jay Gatsby
: Why? Daisy Buchanan
] Because I've never seen such beautiful shirts before.
: If it wasn't for the mist, we could see the green light. Daisy Buchanan
: What green light? Jay Gatsby
: The one that burns all night at the end of your dock. Nick Carraway
] Possibly, it had occurred to Gatsby that the colossal significance of that light had vanished forever. Now it was once again just a green light on a dock and his count of enchanted objects had diminished by one.
: [Daisy narrating letter
] We can't lose each other. And let all this glorious love end in nothing. Come home. I'll be here waiting and hoping for every long dream of you to come true.
: [dancing with Gatsby
] All my life. I wish it could always be like this. Jay Gatsby
: It will be. Nick Carraway
] If only if it'd been enough for Gatsby just to hold Daisy. But he had a grand vision for his life and Daisy's part in it.
: You know, a lot of these newly rich people are just filthy bootleggers? Daisy Buchanan
: Not Gatsby. He's a businessman. He owned a lot of drugstores. Tom Buchanan
: I've been everywhere and seen everything and done everything. I've had a very bad time, Nicky. I'm pretty cynical about everything. Nick Carraway
: Ah. Your daughter, I suppose she talks and eats and everything? Daisy Buchanan
: Pammy? Oh, yes. Listen, Nick, when she was born, Tom was God knows where... with God knows whom. And I asked the nurse if it was a boy or girl. And she said it was a girl and I wept, "I'm glad it's a girl. And I hope she'll be a fool. That's the best thing a girl in this world can be. A beautiful little fool." All the bright precious things fade so fast. And they don't come back.
: Civilization is going to pieces! Have you read "The Rise of the Colored Empires" by this fellow, Goddard? Everybody ought to read it. The idea is it's up to us, the dominant race, to watch out or these
[points to black servant
] Tom Buchanan
: other races will have control of things. Daisy Buchanan
: Tom's very profound lately. He reads deep books with long words in them. Tom Buchanan
: It's been proved. It's scientific. Daisy Buchanan
: We've got to beat them down.
: And when I was in the delivery room, waking up from the ether, I asked the nurse whether it was a boy or a girl. She said it was a girl - and I turned my head to the side and cried. And then I said, I hope she grows up to be a pretty little fool. That's about the best a girl can hope for these days, to be a pretty little fool.
: [embracing a shirt and weeping, presumably from joy, as Gatsby gleefully throws dozens of imported golf shirts across the room
] I've never seen such beautiful shirts before.
: Rich girls don't marry poor boys.
: Nick? Is it really you? Nick Carraway
: It is. Daisy Buchanan
: My old love! I'm paralyzed with happiness!
: I love the way you love me.
: What'll we do with ourselves all afternoon? and the day after that. and the next thirty years.
: I love you now. Isn't that enough?
: So how are things in Chicago? Do they miss me? Nick Carraway
: There's a persistant wail of mourning all along the north shore. Daisy Buchanan
: Oh how gorgeous! Let's go back, Tom, tomorrow.
: [looking at her bruised finger
] Oh, look. I hurt it. Tom did it. Oh, you did do it even if you didn't mean to. That's what I get for marrying a brute like you. A great hulking specimen of a man. Tom Buchanan
: I hate the word 'hulking'. Even in kidding. Daisy Buchanan
: So why did you ask me to come alone? Are you in love with me? Nick Carraway
] No. Daisy Buchanan
: [Walks into the house
] Oh! Flowers! Are we having a funeral? Daisy Buchanan
: [hears Gatsby knocking on the door
] And that must be the corpse!