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Nunca o mar foi tão ávido
Embora por pouco tempo, também já fui emigrante e felizmente nunca fui descriminada. Sendo nós um país de emigrantes, como se pode dizer algo como isto, mais ou menos: não tenho nada contra os imigrantes, desde que voltem todos para o país deles (José Pinto-Coelho).
Há inúmeras maneiras de ser racista. Ás vezes basta um olhar, uma palavra, um gesto. A diferença muitas vezes tem uma conotação negativa. Também já tive atitudes racistas, como tomar a parte pelo todo. Uma má experiência que se tem com uma pessoa de determinadas caracteristicas e que se passa a associar a todos os individuos com essas caracteristicas. E estas generalizações são muito perigosas. Tanto são racistas os que pertencem ao grupo dominante, como as minorias. Ninguém é perfeito.
As cenas finais (o diálogo entre Rhett e Scarlett e o solilóquio desta) são absolutamente memoráveis:
Scarlett: I must have loved you for years, only I'm such a stupid fool I didn't know it. Please believe me. You must care. Melly said you did.
Rhett: I believe you. And what about Ashley Wilkes?
Scarlett: I never really loved Ashley.
Rhett: You certainly gave a good imitation of it up to this morning. No, Scarlett. I've tried everything. If you'd only met me halfway, even when I came back from London.
Scarlett: I was so glad to see you. I was Rhett. But you were so nasty.
Rhett: And then when you were sick and it was all my fault. I hoped against hope that you'd call for me, but you didn't.
Scarlett: I wanted you. I wanted you desperately, but I didn't think you wanted me.
Rhett: It seems we've been at cross purposes, doesn't it? But it's no use now. As long as there was Bonnie, there was a chance we might be happy. I liked to think that Bonnie was you, a little girl again, before the war and poverty had done things to you. She was so like you, and I could pet her and spoil her - as I wanted to spoil you. But when she went, she took everything.
Scarlett: Oh, Rhett, Rhett. Please don't say that. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry for everything.
Rhett: My darling. You're such a child. You think that by saying: 'I'm sorry,' all the past can be corrected.
Scarlett: Here, take my handkerchief. Never at any crisis of your life have I known you to have a handkerchief. Rhett, Rhett. Where are you going?
Rhett: I'm going to Charleston, back where I belong.
Scarlett: Please, please take me with you.
Rhett: No, I'm through with everything here. I want peace. I want to see if somewhere there isn't something left in life of charm and grace. Do you know what I'm talking about?
Scarlett: No. I only know that I love you.
Rhett: That's your misfortune.
Scarlett: Rhett, if you go, where shall I go? What shall I do?
Rhett: Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn! (He leaves.)
Scarlett soliloquy:
I can't let him go. I can't. There must be some way to bring him back. Oh I can't think about this now! I'll go crazy if I do! I'll think about it tomorrow. (She closes the door.) But I must think about it. I must think about it. What is there to do? (She falls forward onto the ascending stairs.) What is there that matters?
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...Tara!...Home. I'll go home, and I'll think of some way to get him back!