The Great Gatsby Page #3

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Myrtle's been living over that garage

for 11 years, you know.

And Tom's the first sweetie

she ever had.

I was on a train to New York,

to see Catherine and spend the night.

Tom was sitting opposite me.

He had on a dress suit

and patent leather shoes.

And I could see

he was a real gentleman.

I couldn't keep my eyes off him.

Every time he looked at me,

I had to pretend to look

at the advertisement above his head.

When we pulled into the station,

he was next to me,

and his white shirt front

was pressed against my arm.

I said, "Well,

I'll have to call a policeman."

But he knew I was lying.

I was so excited. When I got into the taxi

my head was swimming.

I felt as if some very tiny, cold, little fish

was swimming in my veins.

All I kept thinking was, I kept thinking...

You can't live forever!

You can't live forever!

it was the best day of my life.

Myrtle...

What did you do to him?

Big, clumsy...

- What did you do?

- Don't ever call me clumsy!

Myrtle, don't slam the door in my face.

Get out!

Please.

But, you see, it's really his wife

that's keeping them apart.

She's a Catholic,

and they don't believe in divorce.

I have the right

to say her name any time I please.

- Daisy! Daisy! Daisy!

- Shut up.

I can say whatever I want to!

Daisy! Daisy!

Daisy.

Daisy.

- Some chocolate cake, madam.

- Thank you very much.

- Sorry we're late.

- Okay, hurry up.

- Get dressed!

- Be right back.

I'm going to arrange a marriage

between you and Jordan.

I'll sort of fling you together,

lock you up in the linen closet

or push you out to sea in a boat,

all that sort of thing.

I have no money. Would Jordan

marry a man with no money?

Of course not!

On...

Well... It'll just have to be

an affair, then.

We don't know each other very well,

do we? Even if we are cousins.

- You didn't come to my wedding.

- I wasn't back from the war.

- Well, I've had a very bad time, Nick.

- Mummy!

Hello, sweetheart!

Let me tell you what I said

when she was born.

She was less than an hour old

and Tom was...

...God knows where.

I woke up out of the ether

with an utterly abandoned feeling,

and I asked the nurse

if it was a boy or a girl.

She told me it was a girl.

And so I turned away my head and wept.

"All right," I said. "I'm glad it's a girl,

and I hope she'll be a little fool."

That's the best thing

a girl can be in this world,

a beautiful little fool.

Here you are.

- Having a little heart-to-heart with Nick?

- Yes.

I think we talked about the Nordic race.

Yes, I'm sure we did.

It sort of crept up on us,

and first thing we knew...

Don't believe

everything you hear, Nick.

My, my, my!

She is the most immoral young lady

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