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                               THE GREAT GATSBY
                         
                         
                         
                                  Written by                         
                         
                        Baz Luhrmann & Craig Pearce
                         
                         
                         
                                   Based on
                         
                     The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald




          A BLACK SCREEN.
                         
          The blackness is pierced by a single, pulsing green light...
                         
          We drift, as if by boat, across a dark bay toward the light.
                         
          Then, we hear a troubled voice.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    In my younger and more vulnerable
                    years my father gave me some
                    advice: "always try to see the best
                    in people," he would say...
                         
          A gentle snow begins to fall, obscuring the light...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    As a consequence, I'm inclined to
                    reserve all judgements.
                         
          The snow grows heavier.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    But even I... have a limit.
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          EXT. SANITARIUM - WINTER - DAY
                         
          Continue drifting, through the snow, across an icy lake...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    Back then all of us drank too much.
                         
          DISCOVER: A stately Victorian building...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    The more in tune with the times we
                    were, the more we drank.
                         
          CLOSE ON: The sign, "The Perkins Sanitarium."
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    And none of us contributed anything
                    new.
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          INT. SANITARIUM - DOCTOR'S OFFICE - WINTER - DAY
                         
          DISCOVER: A man shrouded in darkness. He leans against an old
          fireplace, hand covering his face.
                                                                      2.
                         
                         
                                             NICK
                    When I came back from New York I
                    was disgusted.
                         
          REVEAL: NICK CARRAWAY (37), unshaven, morbidly alcoholic.
                         
                                             NICK (CONT'D)
                    Disgusted... with everyone, and
                    everything... Only one man was
                    exempt from my disgust.
                         
          REVEAL: A kind, elderly DOCTOR.
                         
                                             DOCTOR
                    One man...? Mr. Carraway?
                         
                                             NICK
                                       (WHISPERS)
                    Gatsby...
                         
                                             DOCTOR
                    Was he a friend of yours?
                         
                                             NICK
                    He was... the single most hopeful
                    person I have ever met... And am
                    ever likely to meet again. There
                    was something about him...
                         
          Nick wanders slowly towards the window, remembering.
                         
                                             NICK (CONT'D)
                    A sensitivity. He was like one of
                    those machines that register
                    earthquakes ten thousand miles
                    away...
                         
                                             DOCTOR
                    Where did you meet him?
                         
          Nick stops and stares out the window, haunted.
                         
                                             NICK
                    At a party. In New York.
                         
                                                                       DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          EXT. NEW YORK CITY - DAY
                         
          THROUGH THE CLOUDS: New skyscrapers pierce a clear blue sky.
                                                                      3.
                         
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    In the summer of 1922, the tempo of
                    the city approached hysteria...
                         
          ON WALL STREET: A fever pitch of buying and selling...
                         
                              NICL (V.O.)
                    Stocks hit record peaks. And Wall
                    Street boomed, in a steady golden
                    roar...
                         
          IMAGES OF DECADENT NEW YORK FADE IN, ILLUSTRATING NICK'S V.O.
          Dancing girls, speakeasies, bootleg kings, fat cats counting
          fresh fortunes, and the stock market climbing up, up, up...!
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    The parties were bigger; the shows
                    were broader; the buildings were
                    higher; the morals were looser; and
                    the ban on alcohol had backfired...
                    making the liquor cheaper.
                         
          FADE IN: A sea of boater hats crowds a Manhattan street.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    Wall Street was luring the young
                    and ambitious.
                         
          PUSH TOWARD: One of the hats. Its wearer stops, and gazes up.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    And I was one of them.
                         
          REVEAL: A clear-eyed, hopeful, 29 year old Nick Carraway.
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          EXT. LONG ISLAND - WEST EGG - DAY
                         
          AERIAL: The city is still visible in the distance...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    I rented a house twenty miles from
                    the city, on Long Island.
                         
          DISCOVER: A unkempt bungalow, hemmed in by enormous mansions.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    I lived at West Egg...
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                                                                     4.
                         
                         
          EXT. NICK'S BUNGALOW - DAY
                         
          Nick is moving in...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    ...in a forgotten grounds-keeper's
                    cottage squeezed among the mansions
                    of the newly rich.
                         
                         
          INT. NICK'S BUNGALOW - DAY
                         
          Nick is unpacking...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    To get started, I bought a dozen
                    volumes on credit, banking and
                                   INVESTMENTS--
                         
          CLOSE ON: A row of heavy red and gold-bound bonds books. Nick
          plucks one up.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    All new to me...
                         
          And turns on the radio.
                         
                                             RADIO VOICE
                    The stock market hit another record
                    high today!
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          INT. PROBITY TRUST BUILDING - NICK'S OFFICE - DAY
                         
          Countless identical grey-suited CLERKS, yell into telephones!
                         
                              CLERK 1 (INTO PHONE)
                    It's like pickin' up money in the
                    street!
                         
                              CLERK 2 (INTO PHONE)
                    I got a dandy tip on Burlington;
                    who's comin with me?!
                         
          DISCOVER: Nick, speaking much more moderately.
                         
                              NICK (INTO PHONE)
                    Yes sir, of course nothing is one
                    hundred percent. Well, I wouldn't
                    go investing every penny. But...
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                                                                    5.
                         
                         
          INT. NICK'S BUNGALOW - DAY
                         
          Nick, still unpacking, eyes a mountain of unpacked books...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    At Yale, I'd dreamed of being a
                    writer.
                         
          He resists the temptation to swap bonds books for literature.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    But I gave all that up.
                         
                         
          EXT. NICK'S BUNGALOW - PORCH - DAY
                         
          Nick emerges onto the porch, greeted by dazzling sunshine.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    With the sun shining and the great
                    bursts of leaves on the trees, I
                    planned to spend the summer
                    studying.
                         
          Nick sits and places his bonds book in front of him...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    And I probably would have--
                         
          When woman's shriek startles him...
                         
          NICK'S POV: On the neighboring beach a group of revellers are
          frolicking. A scantily girl clad waves and then disappears
          into the trees, drawing Nick's eye to his neighbor's house...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    Were it not for the riotous
                    amusements that beckoned from
                    beyond the walls of that colossal
                    castle...
                         
          Through dense foliage Nick spies the mysterious spires and
          towers of the neighboring Gothic folly.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    Owned by a gentleman I had not yet
                    met, named...
                         
          In a high tower window, a curtain flutters ominously...
                         
                                                                        DISSOLVE TO:
                                                                      6.
                         
                         
          INT. SANITARIUM - DOCTOR'S OFFICE - WINTER - DAY
                         
          CLOSE ON: Nick, still staring out the window.
                         
                                             NICK
                    Gatsby.
                         
          The Doctor concludes:
                         
                                             DOCTOR
                    So... He was your neighbor?
                         
                                             NICK
                    My neighbor? No, Gatsby was-- Well--
                    If I think about it... The history
                    of the summer really began the
                    night I drove over to my cousin
                    Daisy's for dinner...
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          EXT. NICK'S BUNGALOW - LATE AFTERNOON
                         
          HIGH AND WIDE: Nick's old Dodge disappears down the drive...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    She lived across the bay...
                         
          SWOOP ACROSS THE BAY TOWARDS...
                         
                         
          EXT. BUCHANAN MANSION - LATE AFTERNOON
                         
          An impressive Georgian mansion overlooks a quarter mile of
          lawn that cascades down to a private polo field.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    In old money East Egg.
                         
          BRINNNGGG! BRINNNGGG! We hear a phone ringing off-screen.
                         
          FOLLOW: A polo player (TOM), as he gallops toward the house.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    Her husband was heir to one of
                    America's wealthiest families.
                         
          BRINNNGGG! BRINNNGGG!
                         
          Tom whacks the polo ball...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    His name was Tom Buchanan.
                                                                    7.
                         
                         
          The ball nearly hits one of Tom's gardeners...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    When we were at Yale together he'd
                    been a sporting star.
                         
          BRINNNGGG! BRINNNGGG!
                         
          Tom dismounts and bounds up the stairs to the porch...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    But now his glory days were behind
                    him and he contented himself
                    with... other affairs.
                         
          Tom aggressively grabs the telephone from HENRI, the butler,
          and turns; revealing an imposing, hard-mouthed man of thirty.
                         
                              TOM (INTO PHONE)
                    I thought I told you not to call me
                    here...!
                         
          PULL FOCUS: Tom sees a servant escort Nick along the balcony.
                         
          Clunking down the receiver, Tom strides toward Nick and
          grasps his hand with overbearing strength.
                         
                                             TOM (CONT'D)
                    Shakespeare! How's the great
                    American novel coming...?
                         
                                             NICK
                    Oh, I'm selling bonds now Tom...
                    with Walter Chase's outfit--
                         
                                             TOM
                    Never heard of em.
                         
          Tom slaps Nick with irritating heartiness!
                         
                                              TOM (CONT'D)
                    Hey! What say after dinner we go
                    into town?
                         
                                             NICK
                                   CAN'T--
                         
                                             TOM
                    Catch up with the old wolf pack?
                         
                                             NICK
                    Big day on the new job tomorrow--
                                                                   8.
                         
                         
                                             TOM
                    Nonsense! We're going.
                         
                         
          INT. BUCHANAN MANSION - HALL OF CHAMPIONS - LATE AFTERNOON
                         
          Tom leads Nick down a grand hall lined with the trophies that
          chronicle Tom's infinite sporting achievements.
                         
                                             TOM
                    First team, all-American!
                         
          Tom admires his own achievements.
                         
                                             TOM (CONT'D)
                    You see? Made me who I am today.
                         
          Tom pulls his favorite trophy from the cabinet--
                         
                                             TOM (CONT'D)
                    Here-- Forest Hills... I played the
                    Prince of Wales. What a sissy!
                         
          Tom exchanges the trophy for a football.
                         
                                             TOM (CONT'D)
                    Life's something you dominate Nick.
                         
          He pelts Nick with the ball--
                         
                                             TOM (CONT'D)
                    If you're any good.
                         
          Nick fumbles as Tom charges him--
                         
                                               TOM (CONT'D)
                    Ha-ha-ha!
                         
          Tom tackles Nick, knocking him back, through a pair of
          vaulting doors, and into...
                         
                         
          INT. BUCHANAN MANSION - SALON - LATE AFTERNOON
                         
          A shimmering, sun-dazzled room in which enormous white
          curtains whip and snap in the breeze...
                         
          CLOSE ON: Nick, frozen, awestruck.
                         
          We hear the giggle of naughty children...
                         
          BOOM!!! As the French doors shut, and the curtains fall, a
          beautiful white hand rises from behind the couch, and with
          it, a low, thrilling voice...
                                                                   9.
                         
                         
                              DAISY (O.S.)
                    Oh Nicky... Is that you my lovely?
                         
          Suddenly, 23 year old DAISY BUCHANAN, appears from over the
          back of the couch. Her bright eyes and passionate mouth are
          framed by a strawberry-blonde bob.
                         
          CLOSE ON: Daisy, captivating...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    Daisy Buchanan. The golden girl. A
                    breathless warmth flowed from her.
                    A promise that there was no one
                    else in the world she so wanted to
                    see...
                         
          She whispers dramatically...
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Do they miss me in Chicago?
                         
                                             NICK
                    Oh, yes. About a dozen people send
                    their love.
                         
                                             DAISY
                                       (UNIMPRESSED)
                    How gorgeous.
                         
                                             NICK
                    They're absolutely in mourning...
                    They're crying...
                         
                                             DAISY
                                   NO--
                         
                                             NICK
                    They're wailing...
                         
                                             DAISY
                                   NO--
                         
                                             NICK
                    They're screaming, they're
                    shouting...
                         
                                             DAISY
                                   NO--
                         
                                             NICK
                    "Daisy Buchanan, we can't live
                    without you!"
                                                                     10.
                         
                         
                                             DAISY
                    I'm p-paralyzed with happiness...!
                         
          Daisy takes Nick's hand and squeals with childish glee as she
          drags him over the sofa and onto his back on the floor.
                         
          He stares up... And, a mysterious, athletic girl glares back.
          This is 22 year old, JORDAN BAKER.
                         
                                             DAISY (CONT'D)
                    Jordan Baker; a very famous golfer.
                         
          CLOSE ON: Nick, the blood drains from his face...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    She was the most frightening person
                    I'd ever seen--
                         
          Nick rights himself and extends his hand.
                         
                                             NICK
                    I've seen your face on the cover of
                    "Sporting Life". Nick Carraway...
                         
          But Jordan merely yawns and stands (we get a good look).
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    But I enjoyed looking at her.
                         
                                             JORDAN
                    I've been lying on that sofa for as
                    long as I can remember...
                         
          Daisy turns to Nick with scandalous delight.
                         
                                             DAISY
                    I know! This summer I'll sort of,
                    fling you and Jordan together...
                         
          As Tom prepares drinks at the bar, he glances skittishly at a
          white telephone set ostentatiously upon a marble pedestal.
                         
                                             DAISY (CONT'D)
                    I'll push you into linen closets,
                    and out to sea in boats...
                         
                                             JORDAN
                    I'm not listening to a word!
                         
          Irritated, Tom turns to Nick.
                         
                                             TOM
                    Nick, Daisy tells me you're over at
                                   WEST EGG;
                                             (MORE)
                                                                   11.
                         
                                             TOM (CONT'D)
                    throwing your lot in with those
                    social-climbing, primitive New
                    Money types...?
                         
                                             NICK
                    Well, my little shack is cardboard
                    box at eighty a month.
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Your life is adorable.
                         
          Jordan toys with a golf club, and speaks with bored contempt.
                         
                                             JORDAN
                    I know somebody in West Egg.
                         
                                             NICK
                    I don't know a single--
                         
          Jordan turns dramatically.
                         
                                             JORDAN
                    Oh, you must know Gatsby.
                         
          Daisy, a sharp intake of breath.
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Gatsby?
                         
          CLOSE ON: Daisy, as she struggles to control rising emotion.
                         
                                             DAISY (CONT'D)
                    What Gatsby...?
                         
          Before anyone can reply, Henri announces--
                         
                                             HENRI
                    Madame, le diner est servi!
                         
          As Jordan WHACKS a golf ball into a makeshift cup - a trophy
          on the floor - waiters sweep open the doors and the curtains
          flutter up again.
                         
                                                                        DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          EXT. BUCHANAN MANSION - TERRACE - NIGHT
                         
          Daisy, Nick, Jordan and Tom sit at a long, sumptuously laid
          table. Food, wine, laughter, smoking...
                         
          DISSOLVING ABSTRACTLY: Through fragments of conversation...
                                                                  12.
                         
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Would you like to hear a family
                    secret? Its about the butler's
                    nose...
                         
                                             JORDAN
                    Things went from bad to worse...
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Nicky... I heard a rumor, that you
                    were getting married to a girl out
                    west...
                         
                                             NICK
                    Its a libel, I'm too poor.
                         
                                              JORDAN
                    They have to be old so they die
                    quickly...
                         
                                             NICK
                    Can't we talk about something else?
                    Anything? Crops? You're making me
                    feel uncivilized Daisy--
                         
          This draws a strangely violent interjection from Tom.
                         
                                             TOM
                    Civilization's going to pieces!
                    Have you read 'The Rise of the
                    Colored Empires' by this fellow
                    Goddard?
                         
                                               NICK
                    Why no...
                         
          Tom stands and begins to pace--
                         
                                             TOM
                    Everyone ought to read it. The idea
                    is that its up to us, the dominant
                    race, to watch out, or these other
                    races...
                         
          Tom straightens the bow-tie on his black servant--
                         
                                             TOM (CONT'D)
                    Will have control of things.
                         
                                              DAISY
                                        (WICKEDLY)
                    Tom's been very profound lately. He
                    reads deep books with long words in
                                   THEM
                                                                  13.
                         
                         
                                             TOM
                    It's been proved. Its scientific.
                         
                                             DAISY
                        (subtly mocking Tom)
                    We've got to beat them down.
                         
          SUDDENLY, BRINNNGGG! The telephone. All freeze. Another ring.
          BRINNNGGG!
                         
                                             TOM
                    Excuse me... I'll be right back.
                         
          He goes inside.
                         
          An embarrassed moment; suddenly Daisy throws her napkin down.
                         
                                             DAISY
                    I'm sorry...
                         
          She follows Tom into the house.
                         
          Nick, at a loss, turns to Jordan.
                         
                                             NICK
                    Well, this Mr. Gatsby you spoke of
                    is my neighbor...
                         
                                             JORDAN
                    Shhhh... Don't talk. I want to hear
                    what happens.
                         
          A subdued, impassioned murmur is audible in the room beyond.
                         
                                             NICK
                    Is something happening?
                         
                                             JORDAN
                    I thought everybody knew.
                         
                                              NICK
                    I don't.
                         
                                             JORDAN
                    Tom's got some woman in New York.
                         
                                             NICK
                    Got some woman?
                         
                                              JORDAN
                    She might have the decency not to
                    telephone at dinner-time... Don't
                    you think?
                                                                    14.
                         
                         
          Almost before Nick has grasped her meaning, the doors bang
          open and Tom and Daisy return to the table.
                         
                                             DAISY
                        (a tense gayety)
                    I just love seeing you at my table
                    Nicky. You remind me of a rose, an
                    absolute rose... Doesn't he?
                         
                                             NICK
                    I'm not even faintly like a rose--
                         
                                              TOM
                    So... After dinner Nick wanted to
                    go into town. Right Nick? To the
                    Yale club.
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Nicky, stay--
                         
                                             NICK
                    I have to work early.
                         
                                             TOM
                    Nonsense. Its only for a drink or
                    two.
                         
          Daisy and Tom stare at Nick - both demanding his allegiance.
                         
          SUDDENLY! The telephone rings again: BRINNNGGG! Again, all
          freeze. BRINNNGGG!
                         
          PUSH IN: On Daisy as the telephone continues to shriek.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    None of us could ignore that fifth
                    guest's shrill metallic urgency...
                         
                                                                        DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          EXT. BUCHANAN MANSION - BALUSTRADE - LATER
                         
          Servants clear. Jordan and Tom retire to the salon, as Nick
          and Daisy stroll down toward the water, and Daisy confides:
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Oh Nicky...
                         
                                             NICK
                    What?
                                                                  15.
                         
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Its just, well, you see, I think
                    everything's terrible anyhow. You
                    know I've been everywhere and seen
                    everything and done everything, and
                    I've had very bad time Nicky... I'm
                    pretty cyncical about everything.
                         
          Daisy gazes melancholic across the bay; an awkward silence.
                         
          Nick tries to change the subject--
                         
                                             NICK
                    Your daughter; I suppose she talks,
                    and... eats, and everything?
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Pammy? Oh yes...
                         
          Daisy leans on a stone balustrade and gazes down toward the
          dock, where a green light glows in the velvet dusk.
                         
                                             DAISY (CONT'D)
                    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 a girl. She told
                    me it was a girl, and I wept. 'All
                    right,' I said, 'I'm glad it's a
                    girl. And I hope she'll be a fool -
                    that's the best thing a girl can be
                    in this world, a beautiful little
                    fool.'
                         
          She breaks off, and looks at Nick with that smile of hers...
                         
                                              DAISY (CONT'D)
                    All the bright precious things fade
                    so fast...
                         
          And as a sad, sweet underscore plays, WE PUSH out over the
          water, and across the bay toward Gatsby's castle...
                         
                                             DAISY (CONT'D)
                    And they don't come back.
                         
                         
          EXT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - DOCK - NIGHT
                         
          WE DISCOVER: At the end of Gatsby's dock, A MAN - his dark
          silhouette is cut against the paler black of the night sky.
                         
          In the distance behind him we see headlights. It is Nick,
          pulling up at his bungalow.
                                                                    16.
                         
                         
          EXT. NICK'S BUNGALOW - NIGHT
                         
          Nick gets out of his car. He stops. Through the trees, he can
          see The Man gazing intently across the bay.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    When I arrived home I noticed that
                    a figure had emerged on my
                    neighbor's dock.
                         
          Nick goes closer, and watches The Man...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    And something told me it was... Mr.
                    Gatsby.
                         
          The Man reaches out--
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    He seemed to be... reaching toward
                    something out there in the dark.
                         
          A green light on dock pulses in the distant darkness...
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          INT. SANITARIUM - DOCTOR'S OFFICE - WINTER - NIGHT
                         
          Nick, troubled...
                         
                                             NICK
                    The green light.
                         
                                             DOCTOR
                    Green light?
                         
          Nick struggles with a painful memory...
                         
                                             NICK
                    I don't want to talk about this
                    Doctor.
                         
          Nick breaks off; and after a VERY LONG SILENCE, he admits:
                         
                                             NICK (CONT'D)
                    I can't talk about THIS.
                         
                                             DOCTOR
                                       (DELICATELY)
                    Then write about it.
                                                                    17.
                         
                         
                                             NICK
                                       (SKEPTICAL)
                    Write?
                         
                                             DOCTOR
                    Yes. Write.
                         
                                             NICK
                    Why would I do that?
                         
                                             DOCTOR
                    After all, you said that writing
                    brought you solace, once upon a
                    time.
                         
                                             NICK
                    Yeah, well. It didn't bring anyone
                    else much solace... I wasn't any
                    good.
                         
          The Doctor offers Nick a pen; but Nick does not accept.
                         
                                             DOCTOR
                    No one need ever read it. You can
                    always burn it.
                         
                                             NICK
                    What would I write about?
                         
                                             DOCTOR
                    Anything. Whatever you can't quite
                    talk about; a memory; a thought; a
                    place... Write it down.
                         
          CLOSE ON: Nick considering the challenge...
                         
                                              NICK
                                       (TO HIMSELF)
                    A place...
                         
          Slowly he takes the pen.
                         
          We hear the clatter of metal wheels on train tracks; AS THE
          SCREEN FILLS WITH WORDS, we hear them as voice-over.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    The Valley of Ashes was a grotesque
                    place...
                                                                  18.
                         
                         
          EXT. THE VALLEY OF ASHES - DAY
                         
          HIGH AND WIDE: A vast dumping ground comprised of massive
          mounds of smoldering ash; train tracks cut through its heart
          and the gleaming towers of the city shimmer in the distance.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    New York's dumping ground, half way
                    between West Egg and the city...
                         
          IMAGES illustrate the poverty and hopelessness of life here.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    ...Where the burnt out coal that
                    powered the booming, golden city
                    was discarded by men who moved
                    dimly and already crumbling through
                    the powdery air.
                         
          A train waits at a drawbridge spanning a small, foul creek.
                         
          DISCOVER: Nick, aboard the train, looking out at the awful
          wasteland...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    ...This fantastic farm was ever-
                    watched by Dr. T. J. Eckleberg...
                         
          NICK'S POV: A gigantic paint peeling billboard reads: "Dr.
          T.J. Eckleberg."
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    ...A forgotten oculist whose eyes
                    brooded over it all like the eyes
                    of God.
                         
                         
          INT. TRAIN - DAY
                         
          Tom, flushed with booze and heat, glances covertly around the
          halted carriage. Nick sits opposite.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    Tom had invited me to town, on the
                    pretense of a lunch at the Yale
                    Club....
                         
          As the carriage moves, Tom suddenly pulls Nick to his feet.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    But the day took an unexpected
                    turn...
                         
          Tom drags Nick from the moving train.
                                                                     19.
                         
                         
                                                TOM
                    Come on--!
                         
                         
          EXT. THE VALLEY OF ASHES - DAY
                         
          As the train pulls off, Nick, exasperates, chases Tom.
                         
                              NICK (O.S.)
                    What are we doing?
                         
                                                TOM
                    Trust me!
                         
                                             NICK
                    Wait a second would you!?
                         
                                             TOM
                                       (CALLS BACK)
                    Dominate Nick! Dominate!
                         
          PAN DOWN TO DISCOVER: Tom and Nick outside a small garage.
                         
          A sign reads: "GEORGE B. WILSON. Cars Bought and Sold."
                         
                         
          INT. WILSON'S GARAGE - CONTINUOUS
                         
          As Tom and Nick enter the dim garage, WILSON, a nervous,
          spiritless man, appears from the back office.
                         
                                             TOM
                    Hello Wilson! How's business?
                         
                                             WILSON
                                       (UNCONVINCING)
                    I can't complain. When are you
                    going to sell me that car?
                         
                                             TOM
                    I've got my man working on it.
                         
                                             WILSON
                    Works pretty slow, don't he?
                         
                                             TOM
                                       (COLDLY)
                    Maybe I'd better sell it somewhere
                    else?
                         
                                             WILSON
                    I don't mean that, I just...
                                                                  20.
                         
                         
          Wilson's grovelling is terminated by the sound of chunky red
          heels corkscrewing down stairs from above. All turn to see:
          MYRTLE WILSON. Buxom. Smoldering. Elementally sensual.
                         
                                             MYRTLE
                    If its business you're talking, you
                    should be talking to me...
                        (to her husband)
                    Get some chairs why don't you; so
                    somebody can sit down...
                         
          Myrtle smiles slowly and, walking through her husband as if
          he were a ghost, shakes hands with Tom.
                         
                                             MYRTLE (CONT'D)
                                       (WITHOUT TURNING)
                    Hurry up!
                         
                                             WILSON
                    Oh, sure... Sure...
                         
          Wilson hurries out back.
                         
                                             TOM
                    Mrs. Wilson... Nick Carraway.
                         
                                             MYRTLE
                    A pleasure...
                         
                                             TOM
                    Nick's a writer...
                         
          Myrtle is completely uninterested.
                         
                                             NICK
                                       (FEEBLE)
                    I'm in bonds, actually...
                         
                                             TOM
                        (intently to Myrtle)
                    Get on the next train.
                         
                                             MYRTLE
                        (playing hard to get)
                    Now...? Are we gettin' that dog?
                         
                                             TOM
                    Whatever you want. And you can call
                    up your sister...
                        (glancing to Nick)
                    She'll like him...
                         
                                             NICK
                    Oh no, that's alright, I'm busy...
                                                                    21.
                         
                         
                                             MYRTLE
                    Catherine's said to be very good
                    looking, by people who oughta know.
                         
                                             NICK
                    Really I can't...
                         
                                             TOM
                        (whispers to Nick)
                    Do you want to embarrass Myrtle...?
                    That's rude.
                         
                                                                           CUT TO:
                         
                         
          INT. MYRTLE'S APARTMENT - DAY
                         
          The muffled sounds of sex...
                         
          CLOSE ON: A puppy mouthing a soggy dog biscuit that dissolves
          into a saucer of milk.
                         
          Nick, horrified, perches on a couch in a small room stuffed
          with tacky, pretentious objects; obviously bought by Tom.
                         
          Nick springs to his feet and yanks open the front door, only
          to be startled by a slender, louche girl in her twenties,
          with a sticky bob of red hair. This is CATHERINE.
                         
          She sweeps into the room, pivots, and extends her hand.
                         
                                             CATHERINE
                    I'm Catherine; ain't we havin' a
                    party?
                         
                                             NICK
                    Oh, I'm... I'm not sure now's a
                    good time-- I was just going--
                         
          But Nick's exit is blocked.
                         
                                MRS. MCKEE
                    Hello...!
                         
          MRS. MCKEE, a shrill woman in her 30s, enters with MR. MCKEE -
          a feminine man with a bit of shaving cream on his cheek.
                         
                               MR. MCKEE
                         (extending his hand)
                    Chester McKee, pleasure to meet
                    you.
                         
                                             NICK
                    Nick Carraway.
                                                                  22.
                         
                         
                              MRS. MCKEE
                    Where're the kids?
                         
          Nick is still trying to leave, but Catherine corners him...
                         
                                             CATHERINE
                    What's the matter? Don't ya like
                    me?
                         
          SUDDENLY! The bedroom door whooshes open and Myrtle appears
          wearing an astounding, red jersey sheath dress.
                         
                              MRS. MCKEE
                    Myrtle Turtle...! Oh, that dress is
                    adorable!
                         
                                             MYRTLE
                        (with impressive hauteur)
                    It's just a crazy old thing. I slip
                    it on when I don't care what I look
                    like!
                         
          Tom appears behind Myrtle, arrogantly buttoning his shirt.
                         
                                             TOM
                    Get some ice Myrtle, before
                    everyone goes to sleep.
                         
          Myrtle sweeps into the kitchen; Tom opens the liquor cabinet.
                         
                                             NICK
                        (making for the door)
                    Tom, I really should be going...
                         
                                             TOM
                        (grabbing Nick's arm)
                    Nonsense...
                         
                                             NICK
                    Tom; I don't think-- Daisy's my--
                         
          Tom pulls Nick back toward the party.
                         
                                             TOM
                    Listen Nick, you like to watch; I
                    remember that from college. And
                    that's OK, I make no judgment; but
                    we've got a whole summer - do you
                    want to sit on the sideline and
                    watch, or do you want to play ball?
                         
                                             CATHERINE
                    Yeah. Ain't we good enough for ya?
                                                                  23.
                         
                         
          Catherine winks, pushes Nick into his chair, and fearlessly
          lands herself in his lap.
                         
                                             CATHERINE (CONT'D)
                    Take off yer hat and stay awhile...
                         
                                             TOM
                    Hey Nick! McKee's in the artistic
                    game.
                         
                                             MCKEE
                    Photography.
                         
                                             TOM
                    Nick's artistic.
                         
                                             NICK
                    No...
                         
                                             MCKEE
                    Really?
                         
                                             NICK
                    Ah, no, well, I write a little...
                         
          Tom clunks the gramophone needle onto a record and Catherine
          raises her voice above the music.
                         
                                             CATHERINE
                    Do you live on Long Island, too?
                         
                                             NICK
                    I live at West Egg.
                         
                                             CATHERINE
                    Really? I was there at a party
                    about a month ago. At a man named
                    Gatsby's. Do you know him?
                         
                                             NICK
                    I live right next door to him...
                         
                                             CATHERINE
                    He's a cousin of Kaiser Wilhelm's.
                    You know, the evil German king...
                         
          CUT TO: Tom raising Myrtle's skirt suggestively.
                         
                                             TOM
                    Hey McKee, take a picture of that!
                         
                                              MYRTLE
                                       (GIRLISH GLEE)
                    Oh, don't!
                                              (MORE)
                                                                  24.
                         
                                             MYRTLE (CONT'D)
                    I'm not one of those models...! But
                    you can if you want...
                         
          Catherine leans close and whispers in Nick's ear.
                         
                                             CATHERINE
                    Neither of them can stand who
                    they're married to.
                         
                                             NICK
                    Doesn't she like Wilson either?
                         
                                             MYRTLE
                                       (OVERHEARS)
                    ...He's a greasy little scumbag!
                         
          Tom grins arrogantly and offers a drink to Catherine.
                         
                                             CATHERINE
                    No thanks; I feel just as good on
                    nothing at all...
                         
          With a suggestive glimpse of tongue, Catherine pops a pill...
                         
                                             CATHERINE (CONT'D)
                    Nerve pills, I get them from a
                    doctor in Queens. You want one?
                         
                                             NICK
                    My nerves are fine thanks...
                         
          Catherine smiles mischievously, puts a pill on her tongue and
          suddenly kisses Nick... He splutters, but Catherine tips the
          scotch to his mouth, washing the pill down.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    I had been drunk just twice in my
                    life and the second time was that
                    afternoon...
                         
          DISSOLVE TO: Blurry freakish images of time passing... The
          whiskey is in demand by all; Catherine dances a solo. The
          music is sexy, dirty, deafening. The images become wilder,
          nauseatingly violent...
                         
          As Catherine undresses Nick...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    That night, in the hidden flat that
                    Tom kept for Myrtle, we were buoyed
                    by a sort of chemical madness, a
                    willingness of the heart that burst
                    thunderously upon us all... And
                    suddenly, I began to like New York.
                                                                  25.
                         
                         
          As the puppy sits on the table groaning faintly through the
          smoke, Myrtle suddenly springs to her feet!
                         
                                             MYRTLE
                    ...I've got to get a massage, and a
                    wave, and a collar for the dog, and
                    one of those cute little ash-trays
                    where you touch a spring, and a
                    wreath with a black silk bow for
                    mother's grave!
                         
          Pivoting through the smoky air, Myrtle begins to strip...
                         
                                             MYRTLE (CONT'D)
                    My dear I'm giving you this dress!
                         
          Myrtle strips as Mrs. McKee greedily lunges for the dress.
                         
                              MRS. MCKEE
                    Adorable! Adorable!
                         
          SUDDEN CUT: Nick, very drunk, finds himself at the bathroom
          window, observing the infinite life of the city...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    High over the city our yellow
                    windows must have contributed their
                    share of human secrets to the
                    casual watcher in the street...
                         
                         
          INT. SANITARIUM - NICK'S ROOM - WINTER - NIGHT
                         
          Nick, now alone, pen in hand, writes furiously.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    ...and I was him too, looking up
                    and wondering...
                         
                         
          EXT. THE STREET BELOW MYRTLE'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
                         
          Nick, simultaneously in the street below, can see himself
          upstairs looking out from Myrtle's window.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    I was within and without; enchanted
                    and repelled by the inexhaustible
                    variety of life...
                         
          POETIC VISUAL: The Manhattan skyline - millions of lighted
          windows frame silhouettes of this inexhaustible humanity...
                                                                   26.
                         
                         
          INT. MYRTLE'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
                         
          SUDDENLY WE HEAR Tom violently yelling!
                         
                                             TOM
                    You've got no right to speak her
                    name!
                         
          Tom and Myrtle emerge from the bedroom half-dressed...
                         
                                             MYRTLE
                    Daisy! Daisy! Daisy! I'll speak it
                    whenever I want! Daisy! Dai--
                         
          SUDDENLY! A short, sharp movement, Tom breaks Myrtle's nose!
                         
          CLOSE ON: Nick. AS MYRTLE SCREAMS, BLOOD FLIES ACROSS THE
          ROOM IN ABSTRACT SLOW MOTION!
                         
          PULL OUT: Through the window; this drama becomes merely one
          more of the countless many that play out in this vast city...
                         
                                                                        DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          INT. SANITARIUM - DOCTOR'S OFFICE - WINTER - DAY
                         
          Nick's been reading to the Doctor. He sits on the couch, many
          hand-written pages on his lap. He admits...
                         
                                             NICK
                    I have no clue how I got home.
                         
                         
          EXT. NICK'S BUNGALOW - PORCH - MORNING
                         
          Nick is still asleep. Harsh morning light.
                         
          CLOSE ON: His eyelids slowly flutter awake.
                         
          He realizes he's been sleeping on the porch in his underwear.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    But I do know that I awoke with a
                    distinctly uneasy feeling...
                         
          His pants lie next to him, his shirt is on the railing, his
          jacket is in a tree, and his car is parked in the bushes...
                         
          A sudden feeling of disquiet makes Nick look up...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    ....that Gatsby was watching me.
                                                                    27.
                         
                         
          INT. SANITARIUM - DOCTOR'S OFFICE - WINTER - DAY
                         
          The Doctor leans forward.
                         
                                             DOCTOR
                                       (SLIGHTLY INCREDULOUS)
                    Watching you...?
                         
                                             NICK
                    Yes. He was watching me. In fact, I
                    know now that Gatsby was always
                    watching me...
                         
                                             DOCTOR
                    And how do you know that?
                         
                                             NICK
                    Because I got an invitation... I
                    was the only one.
                         
          FADE IN IMAGE: An immaculate CHAUFFEUR, in uniform of robin's
          egg blue, stands on Nick's doorstep, holding a silver tray on
          which rests an invitation...
                         
                                             NICK(CONT'D)
                    No one, except me, every received
                    an actual invitation to Gatsby's...
                         
          The words written on the invitation PUSH FORWARD: "Dear Mr.
          Carraway, the honor would be entirely mine, if you would
          attend my little party..."
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          EXT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - TWILIGHT
                         
          A line of limousines stretches from the lights of Manhattan
          towards Gatsby's gates.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    You see, the rest of New York
                    simply came, uninvited...
                         
          As an open-topped Rolls Royce motors through Gatsby's gates,
          a roadster packed with rowdy revellers, swerves onto the
          verge and roars cheekily by...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    The whole city packed into
                    automobiles and all weekend, every
                    weekend, ended up at Gatsby's...
                                                                  28.
                         
                         
          CRANE HIGH AND WIDE: Gatsby's magnificent castle. Illuminated
          fountains line a driveway packed with limousines; crowds of
          glamorous people stream up the broad marble stairs.
                         
                         
          EXT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - PORTICO - TWILIGHT
                         
          Dressed in white flannels, Nick offers his invitation to a
          doorman who shrugs.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    And I mean everyone: from every
                    walk of life, from every corner of
                    New York City, this kaleidoscopic
                    carnival spilled through Gatsby's
                    door...
                         
          A gaggle of gorgeous, but obviously low-class girls,
          carelessly sweep Nick through the portico and into...
                         
                         
          INT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - HALL OF MASTERS - CONTINUOUS
                         
          A bizarre mix of characters surge toward light at the end of
          this dark, vaulting, vomitorium-like passageway. BANG! Doors
          burst open; the dazzling spectacle of the Grand Ballroom...!
                         
                         
          INT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - GRAND BALLROOM - TWILIGHT
                         
          Champagne fountains vault to the ceiling. At the base of the
          fountains waiters scoop finger-bowl sized glasses onto trays.
                         
          Nick, almost unable to believe his eyes, takes in the
          impossible variety of guests at Gatsby's...
                         
                              NICK (V.O)
                    A caravansary of...
                         
          IMAGES OF THE VARIOUS CHARACTERS illustrate his voice-over...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    Billionaire play-boy publishers,
                    and their blond nurses... Heiresses
                    comparing inheritances on Gatsby's
                    beach... My boss, Walter Chase,
                    losing money at the roulette
                    tables... Gossip columnists...
                    Alongside gangsters and governors
                    exchanging telephone numbers...
                    Silent film stars... Broadway
                    directors... Morality protectors...
                    Casino collectors...
                                             (MORE)
                                                                  29.
                         
                               NICK (V.O.) (CONT'D)
                    Underage hecklers... And Ewing
                    Klipspringer, dubious descendent of
                    Beethoven!
                         
          Overwhelmed, and out-of-place, Nick approaches the bar...
                         
                                             NICK
                        (to the bartender)
                    Do you know where I might find the
                    host, Mr. Gatsby?
                         
          He brandishes his invitation.
                         
                                             NICK (CONT'D)
                    I live just next door...
                         
                                             BARTENDER
                    Mr. Gatsby? I've never seen him
                    sir. Why, no one has...
                         
          The bartender automatically hands Nick a martini.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    Alone, and a little embarrassed, I
                    decided to get... roaring drunk.
                         
          He downs the martini in one gulp, steps over an even drunker
          guest, who collapses at his feet, and makes his way out to:
                         
                         
          EXT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - TERRACE - TWILIGHT
                         
          Nick gazes out over the impossibly decadent party...
                         
                                             NICK
                    Wow.
                         
          As, unbeknownst to him, a mysterious, masked guest stalks
          toward him from behind...
                         
                                             VOICE
                    I thought I might see you here...
                         
          Startled, Nick turns to find... Jordan Baker.
                         
                                             NICK
                    Hello.
                         
                                             JORDAN
                    I remembered you lived next door...
                         
                                             NICK
                    Its like... an amusement park.
                                                                     30.
                         
                         
                                               JORDAN
                    Shall we?
                         
          Jordan seductively leads Nick down the terrace steps...
                         
                                             NICK
                    Did you get an invitation?
                         
                                             JORDAN
                    People aren't invited to Gatsby's.
                         
                                             NICK
                    Well I was... I seem to be the only
                    one. Who is this Gatsby?
                         
          A haughty East Egger, TEDDY, interjects...
                         
                                             TEDDY
                    He was a German spy during the war.
                         
                                             JORDAN
                    Teddy Barton. Nick Carraway.
                         
                                             NICK
                                       (TO TEDDY)
                    A German spy...?
                         
          Teddy's annoying East Egger friend, NELSON, chimes in...
                         
                                             NELSON
                    No, no, no, no. He's the Kaiser's
                    assassin.
                         
          And the third of the East Egger trio, LANGUID GIRL, adds...
                         
                                             LANGUID GIRL
                    I heard he killed a man once.
                         
                                               NELSON
                    Its true!
                         
                                             LANUID GIRL
                    You look at him sometimes when he
                    thinks no one's watching... I'll
                    bet he killed a man.
                         
                                             TEDDY
                    Kills for fun! Free of charge.
                         
                                             NELSON
                    Well he's already richer than God.
                         
          Nick turns to Jordan; an alarmed whisper.
                                                                   31.
                         
                         
                                              NICK
                    You don't believe he killed a man
                    do you...?
                         
                                             JORDAN
                                       (WICKEDLY)
                    Let's go find him, and you can ask
                    him yourself...
                         
          As the dance-floor erupts, and world-famous dancer Gilda Grey
          is announced, Jordan leads Nick off...
                         
                         
          INT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - GRAND BALLROOM - EVENING
                         
          MUSIC FEVERISHLY BUILDS! As Nick and Jordan bound up a
          winding staircase, Jordan teases seductively...
                         
                                             JORDAN
                    Oh, Mr. Gatsby...!
                                       (TO NICK)
                    Shall I lead you into his clutches?
                         
                         
          INT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - LIBRARY - EVENING
                         
          BANG! Nick and Jordan explode into a dark room. A stout,
          middle-aged man wheels to them with unsettling intensity.
                         
                                             OWL EYES
                    You won't find him...!
                         
          He plucks two finger-bowl sized cocktails from a row lined up
          on the table and hands them to Nick and Jordan.
                         
                              OWL EYES (CONT'D)
                    This house and everything in it,
                    are all part of an elaborate
                    disguise. But Mr. Gatsby doesn't
                    exist.
                         
                                             JORDAN
                    Phooey; I've met him!
                         
                                             OWL EYES
                    Which one; the Prince, the Spy, the
                    Murderer? I've been wandering his
                    halls drunk for about a week now -
                    but no matter where I look, I can't
                    find anyone who knows anything real
                    about Mr. Gatsby.
                                                                  32.
                         
                         
                                             JORDAN
                                       (BLITHELY DISMISSIVE)
                    Well I don't care; he gives large
                    parties - and I like large parties,
                    they're so intimate; at small
                    parties there isn't any privacy.
                         
                                             NICK
                        (slowly to Owl Eyes)
                    But if that's true; what's all this
                    for...?
                         
                                             OWL EYES
                    That, my dear fellow, is the
                    question...
                         
          Owl Eyes looks to the window; and Nick and Jordan follow his
          gaze to... Gatsby's garden, where, as the band hits fever
          pitch, and twilight becomes night... THE PARTY HAS BEGUN!!!!
                         
                         
          EXT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - POOL - NIGHT
                         
          As the music nears its final crescendo, the evening's many
          fantastical characters dance uproariously around the pool!!!
                         
          On an elaborate flotilla in the center of it all Jordan and
          Nick are kicking a wild Charleston. The number finally peaks!
                         
                                             NICK
                    I didn't expect all this...
                         
                                             JORDAN
                                       (COY)
                    What did you expect?
                         
                                             NICK
                    I don't know...
                         
                                             JORDAN
                    Disappointed?
                         
                                             NICK
                    Not in the slightest...
                         
          Jordan and Nick look as if they might just kiss...
                         
                                             TEDDY
                                       (TO NICK)
                    Penny-less pantywaist!
                         
          Teddy leers between them and pulls Jordan away...
                                                                  33.
                         
                         
                                             TEDDY (CONT'D)
                    I'm stealing her away Carraway!
                         
          Over wild applause, the ORCHESTRA LEADER announces...
                         
                                             ORCHESTRA LEADER
                    Ladies and gentlemen, please make
                    your way to the grand terrazzo; for
                    the premiere of Mr. Vladimir
                    Tostoff's "A Jazz History of the
                    World", and accompanying fireworks!
                         
          Nick follow Jordan, but Teddy cuts him off--
                         
                                             TEDDY
                    Look around you! Rich girls don't
                    marry poor boys--
                         
          On cue, a drinks tray floats into frame. There is a flurry of
          movement... Teddy rudely snatches a couple of martinis...
                         
          Nick, disoriented and empty-handed, begins up the stairs, and
          as he does so, hears the voice of the man holding the tray...
                         
                                             MAN
                    Your face is familiar. Weren't you
                    in the Third Division during the
                    war?
                         
                                             NICK
                    Yes; The Ninth Battalion.
                         
          CUT TO: THE MAN. He is tanned and handsome; just past thirty.
                         
                                             MAN
                    I was in the Seventh. I knew I'd
                    seen you somewhere before... Having
                    a good time, old sport?
                         
                                             NICK
                                       (VERY TIPSY)
                    The whole thing's incredible - I
                    live next door...
                        (brandishing his now
                                        CRUMPLED INVITATION)
                    He even sent me an invitation, but
                    I still haven't met Mr. Gatsby, no
                    one's met him; they say he's third
                    cousin to the Kaiser and second
                    cousin to the devil!
                         
          At the landing, half way up the steps, the man takes a drink
          from a waiter's tray and hands it to Nick...
                                                                  34.
                         
                         
                                             MAN
                    I'm afraid I'm not a very good
                    host, old sport... I'm Gatsby.
                         
          CLOSE ON: Nick - his face drops.
                         
                                             NICK
                                       (MUTTERING APOLOGIES)
                    Oh.. I'm very sorry-- I... I've had
                    so much to drink...
                         
          The delirious opening chords of Tostoff's "History" coincide
          with a gorgeous explosion of fireworks in the night sky!
                         
                                             GATSBY
                                       (APOLOGETICALLY)
                    I thought you knew, old sport.
                         
          Gatsby smiles a dazzling smile; sound fades to a serene hum.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    His smile was one of those rare
                    smiles that you may come across
                    four or five times in life. It
                    seemed to understand you and
                    believe in you just as you would
                    like to be understood and believed
                    in.
                         
          All at once the bubble bursts, a silver-haired, fifty-ish man
          in an immaculate tail-suit, (HERZOG) leans into Gatsby.
                         
                                             HERZOG
                    Excuse me sir; Chicago on the wire.
                         
          Gatsby nods, but before he departs he smiles at Nick.
                         
                                              GATSBY
                    I'm trying out my new hydroplane in
                    the morning. Want to go with me,
                    old sport?
                         
          Nick shakes himself from his reverie.
                         
                                                NICK
                    What time?
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Any time that suits you.
                         
          Gatsby turns, and catches for the first time, Jordan.
                         
                                             GATSBY (CONT'D)
                    Lovely to see you Miss Baker.
                                                                   35.
                         
                         
          He kisses her lightly on the hand.
                         
                                             GATSBY (CONT'D)
                                       (TO NICK)
                    If you need anything, just ask for
                    it, old sport. I will rejoin you
                    later... Excuse me.
                         
          As Nick watches Gatsby walk away, he whispers with amazement.
                         
                                             NICK
                    I expected him to be...
                         
                                             JORDAN
                    Old and fat?
                         
                                             NICK
                    Well, yes; young men don't just
                    drift coolly out of nowhere and buy
                    a palace on Long Island.
                         
                                             JORDAN
                    He told me once he was an Oxford
                    man. However, I don't believe it...
                         
                                               NICK
                    Why not?
                         
                                             JORDAN
                    I don't know... I just don't
                    believe he went there...
                         
          Jordan is interrupted by a voice.
                         
                                             HERZOG
                    I beg your pardon...
                         
          She and Nick jump to find Herzog suddenly beside them.
                         
                                             HERZOG (CONT'D)
                    Miss Baker; Mr. Gatsby would like
                    to speak to you... Alone.
                         
                                               JORDAN
                                         (SURPRISED)
                    Me?
                         
                                             HERZOG
                    Yes, madame.
                         
          As Vladimir Tostoff's erotic, ominous chords build, Jordan
          crosses the now empty dance floor toward the silhouette of
          Gatsby in the library window...
                                                                    36.
                         
                         
          Nick, unsettled, watches her go...
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          INT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - MAPROOM - LATER
                         
          Alarmingly drunk girls sprawl at the feet of the grand piano.
          Klipspringer plays, a weeping woman attempts to slur along,
          and as a dejected Nick passes them toward the front stairs,
          the library door opens, and Jordan emerges alone...
                         
          Seeing Nick, she rushes to him...
                         
                                             JORDAN
                    Nick! Nick! I've just heard the
                    most shocking thing; it all makes
                    sense...
                         
          Teddy and the other East Eggers accost Jordan.
                         
                                             TEDDY
                    Where have you been!? The car's
                    waiting!
                         
          Jordan is dragged out the door... Nick, on tenterhooks
          follows, as Jordan calls back...
                         
                                             JORDAN
                    Simply amazing! It all makes sense.
                    It all makes sense...
                         
                         
          EXT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - NIGHT
                         
          The night has devolved into drunken mayhem as cars jam the
          driveway and intoxicated guests search for their vehicles.
                         
          Nick chases Jordan down the marble stairs.
                         
                                             NICK
                    What makes sense...?
                         
                                             JORDAN
                    Everything... But here I am
                    tantalizing you...
                         
          The East Eggers and Jordan pile into their limousine. Jordan,
          a mysterious smile as she leans out the window.
                         
                                             JORDAN (CONT'D)
                    And I swore I wouldn't tell.
                                                                     37.
                         
                         
                                             NICK
                    But...
                         
                                             JORDAN
                    Nick. I'm sorry, I swore I wouldn't
                    tell.
                         
          The car takes off and Nick is left staring; mystified...
                         
          A voice startles him.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Sorry to keep her from you, old
                    sport. Don't forget; we're going up
                    in the hydroplane tomorrow morning.
                         
          Herzog appears behind Gatsby.
                         
                                             HERZOG
                    Philadelphia on the phone, sir.
                         
          Gatsby nods, then smiles that intoxicating smile.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Good night, old sport...
                         
                                             NICK
                    Good night. Thank you.
                         
          Gatsby nods warmly, and turns inside.
                         
          As Nick walks away he is confronted by a bizarre scene: a big
          crowd gathers around a COUPÉ, resting on its side in a ditch.
                         
          SUDDENLY! Owl Eyes pops from the wreck. He leers drunkenly...
                         
                                             OWL EYES
                    Whazza matter!? We run outta gas!?
                         
          The beep of a horn catches Nick's attention. Jordan, leaning
          out of the window of her car as it sweeps away, calls to him.
                         
                                             JORDAN
                    Come and see me... We'll have tea!
                    I'm in the phone-book!
                         
          Nick waves, smiles, and cuts across the lawn.
                         
          CLOSE ON: Nick. As he reaches the stone-pass separating his
          yard from Gatsby's, he stops; a familiar feeling...
                                                                    38.
                         
                         
          INT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - TOWER - CONTINUOUS
                         
          High up in the window, the shadowy figure of Gatsby stands,
          phone pressed to his ear, watching Nick. After a moment, he
          raises his hand in formal farewell.
                         
                              NICK (V.O)
                    We rode in the hydroplane... And I
                    attended two more of his parties,
                    even made use of his beach. But I
                    soon realized that I knew
                    absolutely nothing about Gatsby at
                    all, until...
                         
                         
          INT. NICK'S BUNGALOW - MORNING
                         
          Nick is eating breakfast, studying bonds, when his glass of
          orange juice begins to rattle and shake.
                         
          Puzzled, Nick hurries to the window...
                         
                         
          EXT. NICK'S BUNGALOW - CONTINUOUS
                         
          Gatsby's yellow Duesenberg hurtles up Nick's drive and skids
          to a stop.
                         
          Nick emerges to his porch.
                         
          Gatsby leaps out!
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Its pretty isn't it, old sport...?
                    Haven't you seen it before? Its all
                    a custom job. Supercharged engine.
                    Get dressed... We're having lunch!
                         
                                                          SLAM CUT TO:
                         
                         
          I/E. GATSBY'S CAR - LONG ISLAND COUNTRYSIDE - DAY
                         
          The Duesenberg whips and winds along a tree-lined road...
          Gatsby, beyond nervous, drives with reckless intensity.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Ah... well... Ah... Look here, old
                    sport... What's your opinion of me,
                    anyhow?
                         
                                             NICK
                    My... opinion?
                                                                  39.
                         
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Yes, yes, your opinion!
                         
          Gatsby yanks the wheel; Nick hangs on for dear life!
                         
                                             GATSBY (CONT'D)
                    I don't want you to get the wrong
                    impression from all those bizarre
                    accusations you must be hearing. A
                    pack of lies I assure you. You've
                    heard the stories...?
                         
                                             NICK
                                   WELL--
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    I'll tell you God's truth. God's
                    truth about myself!
                        (raises right hand)
                    I am the son of some very wealthy
                    people from the Middle-West; sadly,
                    all dead now... I was brought up in
                    America, but educated at Oxford;
                    because all my ancestors have been
                    educated there for many years. You
                    see, it's a... a family tradition.
                         
          As Gatsby's speech continues at breakneck speed... Nick's
          V.O. fades up.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    The way he spoke... No wonder
                    people thought he was lying...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    After that I lived like a young
                    Prince in all the capitals of
                    Europe!
                         
                                             NICK
                    Europe?
                         
          Barrelling around a blind turn, Gatsby wrenches at the wheel
          and maniacally overtakes a truck laden with farmhands...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Yes, Europe! Paris; Venice; Rome;
                    Vienna, Zurich, Helsinki...
                    Collecting jewels, chiefly rubies,
                    hunting big game, painting, a
                    little, things for myself mostly,
                    and trying to forget something very
                    sad that happened to me long ago...
                                                                    40.
                         
                         
          PAN UP: The Duesenberg rockets forth; in the far distance the
          lush green countryside cedes to the lifeless Valley of Ashes.
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          I/E. GATSBY'S CAR/THE VALLEY OF ASHES - DAY
                         
          Gatsby hasn't stopped for breath...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Then came the war, old sport...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    Just when I thought it couldn't be
                    any more fantastical...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    It was a great relief and I tried
                    very hard to die, but I seemed to
                    bear an enchanted life...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    He became a war hero, single-
                    handedly defeating the German army!
                         
          CLOSE ON: Gatsby. He speaks with sudden, subdued emotion.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    In the Argonne Forest I took my
                    machine gun detachment so far
                    forward... We were outnumbered five
                    to one. There was a half mile gap
                    on either side of us where the
                    infantry couldn't advance. We
                    stayed there two days and two
                    nights, 130 men with only 16 Lewis
                    guns...
                         
          Something catches Nick's eye...
                         
          NICK'S POV: Myrtle Wilson pumps gas outside Wilson's Garage.
                         
                                             GATSBY (CONT'D)
                    ...When the infantry came up at
                    last they found the insignia of 3
                    German divisions among the piles of
                    the dead.
                         
          SCREEECHHH!!! Gatsby slams to halt at the train crossing!
                                                                  41.
                         
                         
                                             GATSBY (CONT'D)
                    I was promoted to Major and every
                    Allied government gave me a
                    decoration; even Montenegro! Little
                    Montenegro down on the Adriatic
                    Sea.
                         
          SLAM! A medal is suddenly in Nick's lap.
                         
                                             GATSBY (CONT'D)
                    Here! That's the one from
                    Montenegro.
                         
          It looks authentic.
                         
                                               GATSBY (CONT'D)
                    Turn it.
                         
                                             NICK
                                       (READS)
                    Major Jay Gatsby. For Valor
                    Extraordinary.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    That's right.
                         
          SLAP! A photograph joins the medal.
                         
                                             GATSBY (CONT'D)
                    Here's another thing that I always
                    carry. A souvenir of my Oxford
                    days; the man on my left is now the
                    Earl of Doncaster.
                         
          CLOSE ON: The photograph. Young men in blazers loaf in front
          of Oxford College. Gatsby stands with a cricket bat in hand.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    What could I say...? The photograph
                    was undoubtedly authentic. Could it
                    all be true?
                         
          DING! The gate lifts. And as Gatsby peels out, towards New
          York, he continues...
                         
                              GATSBY (O.S.)
                    But don't take my word for it. At
                    lunch, I'm going to introduce you
                    to one of New York's most
                    distinguished businessmen; my
                    friend, Mr. Meyer Wolfsheim, who
                    will confirm all I've told you, and
                    vouch for my good character...
                                                                    42.
                         
                         
          I/E. GATSBY'S CAR - ASTORIA - DAY
                         
          Gatsby weaves between the pylons of the elevated highway.
                         
                                             NICK
                    I'm sure that's not necessary...
                         
          Gatsby wheels to Nick, smiling with charming intensity.
                         
                                              GATSBY
                    Oh but it is though...! You see, I
                    thought you ought to know something
                    about my life. I... I don't want
                    you to think I'm just some... some
                    nobody. You see, old sport, I'm
                    going to make a very big request of
                    you today.
                         
                                             NICK
                    A big request?
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Yes. Yes... Miss Baker will explain
                    everything when you take her to tea
                    this afternoon.
                         
                                             NICK
                        (caught off guard)
                    Jordan...? What's she got to do
                    with it?
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Oh, I assure you it's nothing
                    underhand. Miss Baker's an honest
                    sportswoman; she'd never do
                    anything that wasn't alright...
                         
          RRIIIRRRAA! A shrieking police siren! Before Gatsby can
          continue, a MOTORCYCLE COP pulls alongside.
                         
                                             COP
                    Pull over!!! Pull over to the curb!
                         
                                             GATSBY
                                       (CALMLY)
                    All right, old sport! Alright.
                         
          Without slowing, Gatsby takes a card from his pocket...
                         
                                             COP
                                       (EMBARRASSED)
                    Right you are... Know you next
                    time, Mr. Gatsby. Excuse me!
                                                                    43.
                         
                         
          The cop peels off; and the Duesenberg, carrying an absolutely
          mystified Nick, rockets towards the Queensboro Bridge!
                         
                                             NICK
                    One of your old Oxford pals?
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Well... actually, I was able to do
                    the Commissioner a favor once; he
                    sends a Christmas card every year.
                                       (ADDS PROUDLY)
                    I imagine he'll be at lunch too...
                         
                                             NICK
                    By the time we reached the bridge I
                    was impossibly confused...
                         
          Nick turns to see: A Rolls Royce in which two stylish AFRICAN
          AMERICAN MEN and a WOMAN haughtily quaff champagne. They are
          driven by a WHITE CHAUFFEUR.
                         
          An orchestral melody surges...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    I didn't know what to think... But
                    the city seen from the Queensboro
                    Bridge is always the city seen for
                    the first time, in its first wild
                    promise of all the mystery and the
                    beauty in the world. Anything can
                    happen now that we've slid over
                    this bridge, I thought; anything at
                    all...
                         
          As the orchestra builds, Gatsby's car shoots into Manhattan,
          through Times Square and beneath the famous advertisement of
          the man in the Arrow shirt. We follow, sweeping high over
          skyscrapers. The Duesenberg pulls up on the street below...
                         
          SUDDENLY THE CAMERA PLUMMETS with startling velocity...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    Even Gatsby could happen...
                         
          BAAAAM! A fat beat kicks as we explode through a grate, into:
                         
                         
          INT. THE ANGRY DIAMOND SPEAKEASY - DAY
                         
          The sweaty grind of music shakes the air. On stage a pianist,
          THE PROFESSOR, bangs out a sizzling tune!
                         
          PULL THROUGH A DOUBLE-GLASS MIRROR INTO:
                                                                   44.
                         
                         
          INT. DICK DIVER'S CUTS BARBERSHOP - CONTINUOUS
                         
          DISCOVER: Nick and Gatsby entering the cramped shop...
                         
          In the center of the room a tall, distinguished, grey-bearded
          man in an exquisitely cut suit, and with gold rings on every
          finger, is having a beard trim. This, is MEYER WOLFSHEIM.
                         
                                             WOLFSHEIM
                    Ah my boy...!
                         
          They embrace.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Meyer, Meyer...
                         
                                             WOLFSHEIM
                    You smell so good.
                         
                                              GATSBY
                    Mr. Carraway; my friend, Mr.
                    Wolfsheim.
                         
          Gatsby guides Nick and Wolfsheim toward the back of the shop.
                         
                                             WOLFSHEIM
                    A wonderful pleasure, Mr. Carraway.
                    I know all about you.
                         
                                             NICK
                    Really?
                         
                                             WOLD
                    Of course! Mr. Gatsby is always
                    talking about you.
                         
          Gatsby raps a coded knock on a hidden door at the back of the
          shop. The door slides open, the rumble of music pours out...
                         
                                             WOLFSHEIM
                                       (SINISTER)
                    Come, join us for a little lunch...
                         
                         
          INT. THE ANGRY DIAMOND SPEAKEASY - CONTINUOUS
                         
          Gatsby ushers Wolfsheim and Nick down narrow creaking stairs,
          through the crowd and into the smoke-filled speakeasy...
                         
          ECU: Nick, taking in his NEW, SEEDY surroundings.
                                                                  45.
                         
                         
                                             WOLFSHEIM
                        (whispers to Gatsby)
                    Tell Walter Chase; "he shuts his
                    mouth or he doesn't get a penny..."
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    We'll talk about that later...
                         
          The HEAD WAITER appears.
                         
                                             HEAD WAITER
                    Highballs, Mr. Gatsby?
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Yes, highballs it is.
                        (points to Nick)
                    You take good care of my friend
                    here!
                         
          A portly man of obvious stature, surrounded by scantily clad
          flappers, yells from a corner booth.
                         
                                             COMMISSIONER
                    Hey Jay...! You're under arrest!!!
                         
          Gatsby smiles and tips his hat.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    You be careful now. You're turning
                    into a real Jazz-Hound
                    Commissioner.
                                       (TO NICK)
                    See, that's the Commissioner back
                    there.
                         
          Gatsby, the king here, greets patrons high and low...
                         
          He sees SENATOR GULICK at the craps table.
                         
                                             GATSBY (CONT'D)
                    You be careful at those tables now
                    Senator!
                         
                                             SENATOR GULICK
                    Of course! I'll put a bet on for
                    you Jay!
                         
          Waiters clear a front row table - best seat in the house -
          Gatsby helps Wolfsheim to his. Wolfsheim eyes the girls on
          the stage.
                         
          Gatsby flashes Nick a charming smile.
                                                                  46.
                         
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Shall we order?
                        (to the waiter)
                    Lobster tails all round.
                                       (TO NICK)
                    They decorate it with truffle
                    slices and fine herbs. Very
                    artistic.
                         
          Wolfsheim glances to Gatsby, and then turns again to Nick...
                         
                                             WOLFSHEIM
                    So... How is the bond business Mr.
                    Carraway?
                         
                                             NICK
                    It's fine, thank you.
                         
                                             WOLFSHEIM
                    I understand you're looking for a
                                   BUSINESS GONNEGTION--
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    No, no. This isn't the man. This is
                    the friend I told you about.
                         
                                             WOLFSHEIM
                    Oh! Beg your pardon, I had a wrong
                    man.
                         
          Woldsheim pats Nick on the back, unsettling him further...
                         
          Gatsby, a quick glance to his watch and Wolfsheim, jumps up.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Now, if you'll excuse me. I have to
                    make THAT call.
                        (gesturing to Nick)
                    Meyer, do you mind?
                         
          Gatsby leaving Nick and Wolfsheim alone.
                         
                                             WOLFSHEIM
                    Gatsby! What a gentleman! From one
                    of the finest families in the
                    Midwest... Sadly all dead now. Let
                    me tell you, when I made the
                    pleasure of Mr. Gatsby's
                    acquaintance just after the war, I
                    knew I had discovered a man of fine
                    breeding. A war hero! Such...
                    medals. And, an Oggsford man.
                    Oggsford College in England. You
                    know Oggsford?
                                                                  47.
                         
                         
                                             NICK
                    I've heard of it...
                         
                                             WOLFSHEIM
                    Then you would know that a man like
                    that can be trusted. With a friend,
                    with someone like you, he would
                    never so much as look at your
                    wife...
                         
                                             NICK
                    I'm not... married.
                         
                                             WOLFSHEIM
                    But you work on Wall Street, right?
                         
                                             NICK
                                       (TOTALLY CONFUSED)
                    Yes...
                         
          Nick studies Wolfsheim, noticing an oddity about his outfit.
                         
                                             WOLFSHEIM
                    Looking at my tiepin?
                         
          CLOSE ON: The pin.
                         
                                             WOLFSHEIM (CONT'D)
                    Finest specimen of human molars...
                         
          Before Nick can recover, Gatsby suddenly returns.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Gentlemen. Everything alright...?
                         
                                             NICK
                    Oh, yes... We were just talking
                    about other people's wives...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                        (taking his seat)
                    Other people's wives? Ah... I see.
                         
          Gatsby looks to Wolfsheim.
                         
                                             GATSBY (CONT'D)
                    Other people's wives... Meyer?
                         
          Wolfsheim nods, smiles, and checks out the dancing girls...
                         
                                             WOLFSHEIM
                    Well, my work here is done. I'll
                    leave you gentlemen to talk about
                    your sports and your women...
                                                                  48.
                         
                         
          Wolfsheim follows his favorite dancer off...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    You'll have to excuse him... In his
                    old age, he's prone to "digress..."
                    He's a regular around here; a real
                    denizen of Broadway...
                         
                                             NICK
                    Who is he anyhow?
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Meyer? He's a gambler.
                         
          Over Nick and Gatsby's shoulders is Wolfsheim, mingling with
          the ladies; but occasionally glancing in their direction...
                         
                                               NICK
                    An actor?
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Meyer? No. He's the man who fixed
                    the 1919 World Series.
                         
                                               NICK
                    Fixed it?
                         
                                               GATSBY
                    Fixed it.
                         
                                             NICK
                    How did he manage that?
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    He just... saw the opportunity, I
                    suppose. He's a very smart man.
                        (tries to change subject)
                    Now, old sport, about Miss Baker,
                    and that request we spoke of...
                         
          Before Gatsby can go on, Tom Buchanan looms over the table.
                         
                                             TOM
                    Hey Nick! Nick! Where've you been!?
                    Daisy's furious you haven't called
                    up.
                         
          Nick and Gatsby stand.
                         
                                             NICK
                    This is Mr. Gatsby, Mr. Buchanan.
                         
          CLOSE ON: Gatsby. With strange intensity he offers his hand.
                                                                     49.
                         
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    I'm so very, very... delighted to
                    make your acquaintance.
                         
          Tom turns back to Nick.
                         
                                             TOM
                    I wouldn't have expected to find
                    you in this temple of virtue.
                         
                                             NICK
                    I'm having lunch with Mr. Gats--
                         
          Nick turns, but inexplicably, Gatsby is gone.
                         
          PUSH TOWARD: Nick, surprise rising into anger...
                         
                                                                            CUT TO:
                         
                         
          EXT. THE HOTEL SAYRE - ROOFTOP GARDEN - DUSK
                         
          Jordan is perched at an elegant table, overlooking Times
          Square and the advertisement of the man in the beautiful
          Arrow shirts.
                         
          DISCOVER: Nick, frustrated, dodging the fashionable and
          famous...
                         
                                             NICK
                    I'm looking for Ms. Baker. Yes. The
                    famous sporting star. The golfer...
                    There... I've spotted her.
                         
          Nick comes to an abrupt halt in front of Jordan.
                         
                                             NICK (CONT'D)
                    What game are you and Gatsby
                    playing at!?
                         
          An immaculate MAITRE'D offers Nick a chair.
                         
                                             MAITRE'D
                    Will the gentleman be joining?
                         
                                             NICK
                                       (FRUSTRATED)
                    One moment please--
                         
                                             JORDAN
                    Please, Nick, sit down. This is a
                    polite restaurant.
                         
          As Nick's frustration and Jordan's embarrassment grow--
                                                                    50.
                         
                         
                                             NICK
                    It's all very strange. He picks me
                    up in his fancy yellow car... And
                    he's going on and on and on about
                    his life and the war and rubies and
                    Oxford and... What is--
                         
                                             JORDAN
                    If you'll just have a seat--
                         
                                             NICK
                    What is this big request!?
                         
                                             JORDAN
                    Nick--! He just wants you to invite
                    Daisy to tea.
                         
                                             NICK
                    Tea?
                        (not what Nick expected)
                    Daisy...? And Gatsby...?
                         
          Nick sits...
                         
                                             NICK (CONT'D)
                    Why?
                         
                                             JORDAN
                    Well... I don't know quite where to
                    start. You see... I met Gatsby,
                    five years ago, in Louisville...
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          EXT. DAISY'S HOUSE - LOUISVILLE - DAY
                         
          TIGHT ON: Golf shoes biting into soft, green grass.
                         
                              JORDAN (O.S.)
                    It was the day I got my new English
                    golf shoes.
                         
          WIDE: A row of fancy Louisville homes - red, white and blue
          bunting "tut, tutting" in the breeze - are set along a
          beautiful, green stretch of park.
                         
                              JORDAN (O.S.) (CONT'D)
                    Daisy was by far the most popular
                    girl with the Officers from Camp
                    Taylor...
                         
          Across the road, 18 YEAR OLD DAISY is perched in the front
          seat of her flashy white roadster, beaming, happy...
                                                                    51.
                         
                         
                               JORDAN (O.S.) (CONT'D)
                     One of them was in the car with
                     her.
                         
          Beside Daisy REVEAL: A handsome lieutenant: YOUNG JAY GATSBY.
                         
                               JORDAN (O.S.) (CONT'D)
                     It was Gatsby. And the way he
                     looked at her...
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          EXT. THE HOTEL SAYRE - ROOFTOP GARDEN - DUSK
                         
          The silhouettes of Jordan and Nick, leaned close, are lit
          magnificently against the beaded lights of the city...
                         
                                JORDAN (O.S.)
                     Is the way all girls want to be
                     looked at.
                         
          Their eyes meet; a conspiring flicker.
                         
                                              NICK
                                        (BLOWN AWAY)
                     So what happened?
                         
                                              JORDAN
                     Well, I don't know...
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          EXT. FRENCH BATTLEFIELD - DAY
                         
          Gatsby leads his men on a heroic charge out of the trenches--
                         
                               JORDAN (O.S.)
                     Gatsby was sent off to war...
                         
          A MASSIVE EXPLOSION rocks the battlefield!
                         
                               JORDAN (O.S.) (CONT'D)
                     But when the war ended... For some
                     unknown reason, Gatsby couldn't
                     return...
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          MONTAGE.
                         
          A NEWSPAPER FILLS THE SCREEN:
                                                                     52.
                         
                         
          "AMERICA'S WEALTHIEST BACHELOR TO WED: TOM BUCHANAN LURES
          LOUISVILLE'S SWEETHEART."
                         
                              JORDAN (O.S.)
                    A year later, Tom Buchanan of
                    Chicago swept in and stole her
                    away...
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          INT. SEELBACH HOTEL - DAISY'S GRAND SUITE - NIGHT
                         
          An exquisite string of pearls coils around Daisy's neck.
                         
                              JORDAN (O.S.)
                    He gave her a string of pearls
                    worth $350,000.
                         
          REVEAL: Tom, tightening the clasp.
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          INT. SEELBACH HOTEL. DAISY'S GRAND SUITE - MORNING
                         
                              JORDAN (O.S.)
                    But, the morning of the wedding,
                    Daisy received a letter...
                         
          On the bed, Daisy, hysterical, clutches a bottle in one hand
          and a letter in the other.
                         
                                             DAISY
                                       (SCREAMS)
                    Tell them Daisy's changed her mind!
                         
                                             JORDAN
                    Daisy! Please, everyone's waiting!
                         
          Daisy reaches for the pearls around her neck...
                         
                                             YOUNG DAISY
                    Give them back!!
                         
          Suddenly! Daisy tears the pearls and hurls them; they explode
          into a hundred shimmering pieces against the hard wood floor!
                         
          CUT TO: A set of stern, white heels clicking down the hall...
                         
          REVEAL: Daisy's hard-mouthed MOTHER.
                         
                                             DAISY'S MOTHER
                    What on earth is going on in here!?
                                                                    53.
                         
                         
          her mother's eyes land on the bottle, and then the letter...
                         
          PUSH IN: The last line of the letter reads: Love, Jay.
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Leave me alone!
                         
                                             DAISY'S MOTHER
                    Jordan, run the bath! Now!
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          INT. SEELBACH HOTEL - BATHROOM - MORNING
                         
          In the bath, Daisy's grips the letter in her trembling hands.
                         
                              NICK (O.S.)
                    What was in the letter?
                         
          A deep breath, a last look, and then, Daisy opens her hand...
                         
          The letter comes to pieces like snow.
                         
                              JORDAN (O.S.)
                    I don't know. She wouldn't tell me.
                         
          But before the letter disappears completely we read one more
          line: "The truth is..."
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          EXT. LOUISVILLE CHURCH - FRONT STEPS - LATE AFTERNOON
                         
          Daisy and Tom, newly married, pose for photos.
                         
                              JORDAN (O.S.)
                    Anyways, that day, at five o'clock,
                    Daisy Faye married Tom Buchanan
                    with more pomp and circumstance
                    than Louisville had ever seen...
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          EXT. TIMES SQUARE - NIGHT
                         
          Jordan and Nick stroll beneath the soaring electric signs.
                         
                                             JORDAN
                    After the honeymoon, I saw them in
                    Santa Barbara. It was touching,
                    actually...
                                             (MORE)
                                                                  54.
                         
                                             JORDAN (CONT'D)
                    I'd never seen a girl so in love
                    with her husband.
                                       (MUSES CYNICALLY)
                    A week later, Tom crashed his car.
                    The girl with him was a chambermaid
                    at the Santa Barbara Hotel. It got
                    into all the papers...
                         
          As Jordan and Nick approach the curb, waiting for a cab, Nick
          turns to Jordan; he's struck by a... sudden, puzzled thought.
                         
                                             NICK
                    It's a strange coincidence, isn't
                    it? Gatsby's house being just
                    across the bay...
                         
          Jordan whirls round--
                         
                                             JORDAN
                    It's no coincidence. He bought that
                    house to be near her, he threw all
                    those parties hoping she'd wander
                    in one night. He constantly asked
                    about Daisy... I was the first one
                    who knew her.
                         
          Nick takes this in; as if seeing Gatsby for the first time.
                         
                                             NICK
                    All that for a girl he hasn't seen
                    in five years...? And now he just
                    wants me to have her for tea...?
                                       (TO HIMSELF)
                    The modesty of it.
                         
                                             JORDAN
                    Kind of takes your breath away,
                    doesn't it?
                         
          A cab pulls up, and Nick opens the door...
                         
                         
          INT. TAXI - CONTINUOUS
                         
          Jordan slides in...
                         
                                             TAXI DRIVER
                    Evening sweethearts! Where to?
                         
                                             JORDAN
                    Long Island, please.
                                                                    55.
                         
                         
                                             NICK
                    And you think I should? I mean,
                    does Daisy want to see Gatsby?
                         
                                             JORDAN
                        (a stern whisper)
                    She's absolutely not to know. You
                    are just supposed to invite her
                    over so he can "happen to drop by."
                         
          CLOSE ON: Nick, unsure...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    I remember feeling torn. Was it
                    right to bring my cousin Daisy, a
                    married woman, together with a man
                    I hardly knew?
                         
          As Nick wonders, the taxi floats across Times Square, under
          the cool eyes of the man in the Arrow shirt...
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          EXT. DIRT TRACK TO NICK'S BUNGALOW - NIGHT
                         
          Nick's taxi pulls past Gatsby's mansion, ablaze with light.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    When I returned home, Gatsby's was
                    lit, from tower to cellar, as if
                    for another wild party. But...
                    There wasn't a sound.
                         
                         
          EXT. NICK'S BUNGALOW - NIGHT
                         
          As Nick's taxi groans away, Gatsby appears striding through
          the illuminated trees toward Nick.
                         
                                             NICK
                    Your place looks like the World's
                    Fair... or Coney Island!
                         
                                             GATSBY
                                       (TERRIBLY ANXIOUS)
                    Ah, does it? I've... I've just been
                    glancing into some rooms... Let's
                    go to Coney Island, old sport, we
                    can take my car--
                         
                                             NICK
                    It's too late tonight.
                                                                  56.
                         
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Or we can take a plunge in the
                    swimming pool? I haven't made use
                    of it all summer...
                         
                                             NICK
                    I must go to bed...
                         
          Gatsby looks crestfallen. Nick puts him out of his misery.
                         
                                             NICK (CONT'D)
                    Happy to do it. Jay-- I'm going to
                    call Daisy and invite her to tea.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Oh, that's alright. I don't want to
                    put you to any trouble...
                         
                                             NICK
                    What day would suit you?
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    What day would suit you...? I don't
                    want to put you to any trouble...
                         
                                             NICK
                    Day after tomorrow alright?
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Day after tomorrow? Well, I'd...
                    I'd want to get the grass cut.
                         
          They both look at the grass - there is a sharp line where
          Nick's ragged lawn ends and Gatsby's manicured one begins.
                         
                                             GATSBY (CONT'D)
                    There's another little thing... I
                    thought-- Look here, old sport--
                    You don't make much money, do you?
                         
                                             NICK
                    Not really.
                         
                                              GATSBY
                    If you'll pardon my... You see, I
                    carry on a little business on the
                    side - a sort of sideline - you
                    understand what I'm saying right?
                    You're selling bonds, aren't you,
                    old sport?
                         
                                                NICK
                    Trying to.
                                                                    57.
                         
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Well, this might interest you... It
                    happens to be a rather confidential
                    sort of thing... But you might pick
                    up a nice bit of money.
                         
                                             NICK
                    I've got my hands full.
                         
          Gatsby's face falls.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    You wouldn't have to do any
                    business with Wolfsheim. I assure
                    you.
                         
                                             NICK
                    No, no, no... Its a favor Jay. Just
                    a favor.
                         
          Nick's sincerity disarms Gatsby; a tiny, embarrassed nod.
                         
                                             NICK (CONT'D)
                    Happy to do it.
                         
                                                GATSBY
                    A favor?
                         
                                                NICK
                    Yes.
                         
          As if no one has ever done him a favor before in his life...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Ah, right, right... Goodnight.
                         
                                                NICK
                    Goodnight.
                         
          With this, Gatsby turns and strolls back toward his blazing
          castle. Nick's gaze falls upon the unkempt lawn. He smiles.
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          EXT. NICK'S BUNGALOW - FRONT LAWN - DAY
                         
          TOP SHOT: An enormous mower clatters through frame, carving
          Nick's unkempt lawn into a fresh, broad, band of green.
                         
          REVEAL: An army of gardnders giving Nick's lawn and garden a
          make-over, fresh paint, new flowers, trimmed hedges...
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                                                                    58.
                         
                         
          EXT. NICK'S BUNGALOW - FRONT LAWN - THE FOLLOWING DAY
                         
          Heavy rain now falls.
                         
          Gatsby, dressed in white flannel suit, silver shirt, and gold
          tie, leads a dozen umbrella-holding servants across the lawn.
          Herzog holds an umbrella over Gatsby; the other servants
          shelter extravagant floral arrangements in crystal vases...
                         
          Nick watches the parade through his window, opening his door
          just as Gatsby arrives; the servants continue inside.
                         
          On the porch, Gatsby looks around distractedly.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    One of the papers said they thought
                    the rain would stop about four. I
                    think it was the Journal...
                         
          An awkward beat.
                         
                                             NICK
                    The grass looks fine.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Grass?
                         
          Gatsby looks at Nick without really comprehending, or seeing.
                         
                                             GATSBY (CONT'D)
                    What Grass?
                         
                                                        SUDDEN CUT TO:
                         
                         
          INT. NICK'S BUNGALOW - LIVING ROOM - DAY
                         
          TIGHT ON: A mantelpiece clock, ticking in the tense silence.
                         
          WIDER: The room is crowded with absurdly extravagant floral
          arrangements. Nick sits watching as Gatsby intensely paces.
          The silence stretches, and stretches... Finally...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Have you got everything you need?
                         
                                             NICK
                    Perhaps more flowers?
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    I think they did a fine job, don't
                    you?
                                                                  59.
                         
                         
                                                NICK
                    Beautiful.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    You think it's too much?
                         
                                             NICK
                    I think it's what you want.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    I think so too... She'll be
                    impressed, won't she old sport?
                         
                                                NICK
                    I am.
                         
          With this, Gatsby straightens his suit, sits, and hurriedly
          checks his watch. Another long silence...
                         
          PUSH IN ON: Gatsby... SUDDENLY! He leaps to his feet!
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    I can't wait all day. I'm leaving!
                         
                                             NICK
                    Don't be silly. It's just two
                    minutes to four...
                         
          But Gatsby heads for the door...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Nobody's coming to tea. It's too
                    late!
                         
          BEEEEEP! Gatsby glimpses Daisy's Rolls Royce arriving out
          front, and turns to Nick, flushed with fresh panic.
                         
                                                NICK
                    It's her.
                         
          PUSH IN ON GATSBY: Mind racing...
                         
                         
          EXT. NICK'S BUNGALOW - DAY
                         
          Daisy's chauffeur-driven Rolls pulls up in the muddy drive.
                         
          As Nick assists Daisy from the car...
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Is this absolutely where you live,
                    my dearest one?
                         
          She looks at him with a mysterious smile.
                                                                  60.
                         
                         
                                             DAISY (CONT'D)
                    Why did I have to come alone? Are
                    you in love with me?
                         
                                             NICK
                    That's the secret of Carraway
                    Castle.
                                       (PLAYING ALONG)
                    Tell your chauffeur to go far away.
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Come back in an hour, Ferdie!
                                       (GRAVE MURMUR)
                    His name is Ferdie.
                         
                         
          INT. NICK'S BUNGALOW - HALL - DAY
                         
          Daisy continues ahead into the living room.
                         
          Nick hangs back and listens hopefully to Daisy's reaction at
          discovering Gatsby. He smiles as he hears a delighted...
                         
                              DAISY (O.S.)
                    Oh--! Oh, my goodness. I... I can't
                    believe it. You-- Did you ransack a
                    greenhouse?
                         
                         
          INT. NICK'S BUNGALOW - LIVING ROOM - CONTINUOUS
                         
                                             DAISY
                                       (TO HERSELF)
                    He is in love with me...
                         
          Nick enters, but is shocked to discover that Gatsby is not
          there. Daisy's merely been admiring the flower display...
                         
                                             NICK
                    That's funny.
                         
                                             DAISY
                    What's funny?
                         
          KNOCK. KNOCK. Someone is at the door.
                         
                                             NICK
                    One moment...
                         
                         
          INT. NICK'S BUNGALOW - HALL - CONTINUOUS
                         
          Nick opens the door.
                                                                    61.
                         
                         
          Gatsby, pale as death and soaked, glares miserably at Nick.
                         
                                             NICK
                    What are you doing?
                         
          Without a word, Gatsby stalks past him, into...
                         
                         
          INT. NICK'S BUNGALOW - LIVING ROOM - CONTINUOUS
                         
          Daisy, her back to the door, is still marvelling at the
          flowers. Then she turns. Sees Gatsby. A sharp intake of
          breath...
                         
          The reunited lovers stand, staring at each other for a long,
          surreal, moment of disbelief. Gatsby, eyes locked to Daisy's,
          is drowning in emotion. Daisy finally manages an artificial,
          choking murmur.
                         
                                             DAISY
                    I'm certainly glad to see you
                    again.
                         
          Gatsby's face is flushed; the veins stand out on his neck as
          his lips spasm in a hopeless attempt to speak.
                         
          Finally, he finds words...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    I'm... certainly glad to see you as
                    well.
                         
          Their hearts pound - the tension excruciating.
                         
          EEEEKKK! The scream of a boiling kettle OFF SCREEN breaks the
                         TENSION--
                         
                                                                           CUT TO:
                         
                         
          INT. NICK'S BUNGALOW - LIVING ROOM - DAY
                         
          Gatsby reclines uncomfortably against the mantelpiece. His
          elbow rests near the mantelpiece CLOCK. Daisy sits opposite;
          frozen on the edge of a chair.
                         
          The rattle of the tea tray as Nick enters only contributes to
          the already unbearable tension. Gatsby manages to murmur.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    We've met before...
                         
          SUDDENLY the CLOCK tilts at the pressure of Gatsby's elbow...
                                                                     62.
                         
                         
          And falls! And breaks!
                         
                                             GATSBY (CONT'D)
                    Ah... sorry...
                         
          He clumsily tries to repair the clock; but drops it again!
                         
                                             NICK
                                       (IDIOTICALLY)
                    It's an old... clock.
                         
                                             DAISY
                        (desperate for small talk)
                    Lovely though. A lovely... clock.
                         
          Gatsby finally manages to set the clock back on the mantle.
                         
          Gatsby takes a seat.
                         
          A long silent beat.
                         
                                             DAISY (CONT'D)
                    We haven't met for many years.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                        (an automatic reflex)
                    Five years next November.
                         
          The precision of Gatsby's answer is acutely embarrassing.
                         
                                                NICK
                                          (ABRUPTLY)
                    Tea?
                         
                                             GATSBY
                                       (DYING)
                    Thank you old sport.
                         
                                             DAISY
                                       (ALSO MORTIFIED)
                    Darling thank you.
                         
          Nick pours; and they all sit stiffly, sipping their tea.
                         
          A long, terrible silence...
                         
          Suddenly Nick stands.
                         
                                             NICK
                    I just need to... pop into town.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                                       (HORRIFIED)
                    Town...?
                                                                     63.
                         
                         
                                             NICK
                    The village; I'll be right back.
                         
          As Nick leaves, Gatsby follows.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    I've got to speak to you...!
                         
                         
          INT. NICK'S BUNGALOW - KITCHEN - CONTINUOUS
                         
          Wildly following Nick, Gatsby whispers miserably:
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Oh, God! This is a mistake, a
                    terrible, terrible mistake...
                         
                                             NICK
                    You're just embarrassed, that's
                    all... Daisy's embarrassed too.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    She's embarrassed?
                         
                                             NICK
                    Just as much as you are.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Don't talk so loud!
                         
                                             NICK
                    You're acting like a little boy!
                    You're rude. Daisy's in there all
                    alone and...
                         
          Gatsby raises his hand, looks at Nick reproachfully, and
          heads back into the living room.
                         
                         
          EXT. NICK'S BUNGALOW - CONTINUOUS
                         
          Nick runs for a TREE whose leaves shield against the rain.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    Looking over my story so far, I'm
                    reminded that for the second time
                    that summer...
                         
          WIDE: Nick beneath the tree looks tiny, and very alone.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    I was guarding other people's
                    secrets.
                                                                  64.
                         
                         
          INT. NICK'S BUNGALOW - LIVING ROOM - DAY
                         
          LATER. Nick re-enters, bedraggled, rain-soaked.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    Once again I was within...
                         
          He tries to get Gatsby and Daisy's attention, to no avail...
          The lovers are completely and totally absorbed in each other.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    And without...
                         
          Nick bangs pots in the sink - still nothing.
                         
          He clears his throat:
                         
                                             NICK
                    Its... stopped raining.
                         
          Daisy turns; a radiant smile. Every vestige of embarrassment
          between Daisy and Gatsby is gone. Gatsby literally glows.
                         
                                              GATSBY
                    Yes, it has...
                                       (TO DAISY)
                    Hasn't it?
                         
          He stands, walks to the window and looks out across the bay.
                         
                                              GATSBY (CONT'D)
                    What do you think of that, Daisy?
                    Come look.
                         
          Daisy joins Gatsby and they step out onto the porch together.
                         
                         
          EXT. NICK'S BUNGALOW - PORCH - CONTINUOUS
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Look. Its my house. Just there
                    across the bay...
                         
          Gatsby and Daisy's eyes meet.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    I know. I have the same view from
                    my place.
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Where's your place?
                         
          Gatsby turns back to Nick.
                                                                    65.
                         
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Nick, I want you and Daisy both to
                    see my house. I'd like to show her
                    around.
                         
                                             NICK
                    Are you sure you want me to come?
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Absolutely, old sport. Absolutely.
                         
                         
          EXT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - FRONT GATES - DAY
                         
          Servants swing open ivy-covered gates...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                                       (PROUDLY)
                    I had the gates brought in from a
                    castle in Normandy.
                         
          REVEAL: Gatsby's castle glistening in the sunlight.
                         
          CLOSE ON: Daisy. A delighted cry.
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Oh, Jay...!? Its so grand!
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Do you like it?
                         
                                             DAISY
                    I love it...! But how do you live
                    here all alone?
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    I don't. I keep it always full of
                    interesting, celebrated people...
                         
          As Daisy runs ahead, Gatsby murmurs to Nick.
                         
                                             GATSBY (CONT'D)
                    My house looks well doesn't it? See
                    how the whole front catches the
                    light like that?
                         
          Daisy yells back...
                         
                                             DAUSY
                    Come on you two! I want the royal
                    tour!
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                                                                     66.
                         
                         
          EXT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - GARDENS - DAY
                         
          Gatsby has transformed into a good-natured show-off, hurrying
          Nick and Daisy through a maze of fantastical gardens, past
          magnificent fountains and into his castle...
                         
                         
          INT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - KITCHEN - DAY
                         
          Gatbsy shows off his brand new orange-juicer.
                         
                                             GATBSY
                    You must understand, I like all
                    things that are modern.
                         
          Daisy readies a cocktail shaker beneath the spout of the
          giant silver orange juice machine.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    If you press this button here, the
                    oranges shoot through here, are
                    crushed there... The juice of 200
                    oranges extracted in one hour...!
                         
          Gatsby presses, the machine groans and juice splashes out!
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          EXT. GATSBY'S BEACH - DIVING PONTOON - LATE AFTERNOON
                         
          Daisy, Nick and Gatsby drunkenly drive golf balls out toward
          the bay. Nick films on the world's first home-camcorder...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Its a remarkable little camera--
                    latest design.
                         
          While, nearby, a butler in a boat stands watch over a
          spinning gramophone and bottles of champagne...
                         
                                             DAISY
                    You do know, I'm a champion golfer,
                    don't you? Here, I'll show you how
                    its done.
                         
          CRACK! Daisy cuts a marvelous swing, snapping a club in two!
                         
          She falls into Gatsby arms...
                         
          Nick films...
                                                                    67.
                         
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    She looks like she could be on the
                    cover of Vogue, don't you think...?
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          INT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - GRAND BALLROOM - EARLY EVENING
                         
          Gatsby and Nick trail behind Daisy, crossing the ballroom.
                         
          Daisy, champagne in hand, spots the soaring ballroom organ.
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Oh...! Its beautiful.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Its a custom Wurlitzer.
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Can anyone play it?
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Klipspringer can.
                        (to his footmen)
                    Someone wake Ewing!
                         
          Daisy twirls round, overjoyed...
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Music! And we can dance all night!
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Ewing's a symphonic genius, he can
                    play anything...!
                         
          Daisy runs up the stairs and calls down...
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Then I demand a Charleston!
                         
          Gatsby gazes up after Daisy, and confides in Nick...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                        (as if in a dream)
                    She makes it look so splendid,
                    don't you think old sport?
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          INT. GATSBY'S CASTLE. GATSBY'S BEDROOM - EVENING
                         
          Nick and Daisy follow Gatsby into the bedroom...
                                                                  68.
                         
                         
          Gatsby bounds ahead, starting up a spiral stair... He throws
          open a massive cabinet, revealing a prism of suits, dressing-
          gowns, watches and ties.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    I've got a man in England who buys
                    me clothes...!
                         
          He playfully tosses Daisy a boater-hat...
                         
                                             GATSBY (CONT'D)
                    Something for the lady...
                         
          Then he begins yanking down shirts and tossing them over the
          rail to Daisy...
                         
                                             DAISY
                    I've never seen anything like it!
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    He sends over a selection at the
                    beginning of each season...
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Jay!
                         
          With ever-increasing enthusiasm!
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    These are silk! Linen! Indian
                    flannel! Egyptian cotton!
                         
          Daisy, intoxicated, leaps on the bed, arms outstretched...
                         
                                             DAISY
                    No, Jay... you'll ruin them!
                                       (TO NICK)
                    Nicky! He's a madman!
                         
          More and more and more shirts float down...
                         
          The rumble of distant thunder.
                         
          CLOSE ON: Daisy. TIME SLOWS AS shirts flutter, like giant
          snowflakes, down toward her. Slowly, quietly, her mirth
          transforms to sobs... She hides her face in shirts...
                         
          Gatsby eases down the stairs and nestles beside Daisy, taking
          her tear-streaked face in his hands...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    What is it?
                                                                  69.
                         
                         
                                              DAISY
                    It's just... It makes me sad,
                    because...
                         
          Daisy glances in Nick's direction...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Why?
                         
                                             DAISY
                    ...because...
                         
          A suspended moment; Daisy is incapable of speaking her heart.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    Five lost years struggled on
                    Daisy's lips. But all she could
                    manage was...
                         
                                             DAISY
                    It's just... Because I've never
                    seen such beautiful shirts before.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    If it wasn't for the mist we could
                    see the green light...
                         
                                             DAISY
                    What green light?
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    The one that burns all night at the
                    end of your dock.
                         
          As Gatsby and Daisy stare out across the bay...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    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. His count of
                    enchanted objects had diminished by
                    one.
                         
          Nick, impelled to remind Daisy and Gatsby of his presence,
          emerges from the shadows and descends the spiral staircase.
                         
          He holds a photo of an elderly man in yachting costume...
                         
                                             NICK
                    Who's this? Your father?
                                                                    70.
                         
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    No, no.. That's Mr. Dan Cody, old
                    sport... He's dead now. He used to
                    be my best friend years ago.
                         
          Daisy joins Nick at the bottom of the steps. In the photo
          with Cody, also in yachting costume, is a young Gatsby...
                         
                                             DAISY
                                       (TEASES)
                    You never told me you had a
                    pompadour... or a yacht.
                         
          Gatsby hastily plucks a scrapbook from a row on his desk...
                         
                                              GATSBY
                    I want to show you something...
                    Look, here's a lot of clippings,
                    about you.
                         
          They admire a scrapbook together.
                         
                                             DAISY
                                       (TOUCHED)
                    You saved my letters...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    This was my first photo of you.
                         
          As Daisy flips through and pulls out an old letter of hers,
          we hear her reading the letter in abstract VOICEOVER:
                         
                              DAISY (V.O.)
                    We cant 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... Come home Jay...
                         
          BBBRRRNNNGGG! The phone shrills.
                         
                                                GATSBY
                    Excuse me.
                         
          Gatsby crosses the room, snatches up the receiver, and turns
          away... He lowers his voice.
                         
                              GATSBY (INTO PHONE) (CONT'D)
                    Well I can't talk now old sport...
                         
          As the timbre of Gatsby's voice darkens we PUSH CLOSER.
                         
                              GATSBY (INTO PHONE) (CONT'D)
                     I said a small town.
                                                                       71.
                         
                         
          ECU: Gatsby's eyes narrow.
                         
                                 GATSBY (INTO PHONE) (CONT'D)
                       He must know what a small town is.
                         
          BOOOOMMM! A storming wind bangs open the French windows!
                         
          As Nick moves to shut them, he glimpses Gatsby...
                         
                                 GATSBY (INTO PHONE) (CONT'D)
                                          (FRIGHTENING)
                       Well, he's no use to us if Detroit
                       is his idea of a small town...
                         
          Gatsby rings off abruptly, and catches Nick's eye - a tense
          moment - which Gatsby banishes with that electrifying smile.
                         
          We hear the distant, jaunty sounds of a pipe organ...
                         
                                                GATSBY (CONT'D)
                       Ah, Klipspringer! He must be awake!
                       Shall we?
                         
                         
          INT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - GRAND BALLROOM - DUSK BECOMING NIGHT
                         
          Daisy, wearing a flowing robe and heels, dances a Charleston
          with Nick.
                         
          An elaborate picnic, complete with candelabras and a mountain
          of cushions, is laid out on the floor. There, Gatsby sits,
          looking on, flush with joy.
                         
          Slowly though, Gatsby's expression turns introspective. As he
          watches Daisy dance, memories flood back to him...
                         
                                                                            DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          FLASHBACK.
                         
          AN ARRAY OF MEMORIES AND IMAGES DISSOLVE ONE INTO THE OTHER:
          Gatsby and Daisy, five years ago, about to kiss; a hand-
          written letter; a gathering storm; the green light...
                         
                                                                            DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          INT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - GRAND BALLROOM - NIGHT
                         
          Hundreds of candles flicker in patterns. As a slow,
          melancholic waltz plays, Gatsby and Daisy dance,
          enraptured...
                                                                     72.
                         
                         
                                             DAISY
                                       (WHISPERS)
                    I wish I had done everything on
                    earth with you. All my life.
                         
          Gatsby holds her closer.
                         
                                             DAISY (CONT'D)
                    I wish that it could always be like
                    this...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    It will be...
                         
          Across the room, Nick, exhausted and drunk and unnoticed,
          stands to leave. At the ballroom doors he turns back and
          glimpses Gatsby and Daisy, in a universe all their own...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    If only it had been enough for
                    Gatbsy, just to hold Daisy...
                         
          The towering doors close.
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          INT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - BEDROOM - NIGHT
                         
          Gatsby stands at his window, staring into the night.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    But he had a grand vision for his
                    life, and Daisy's part in it.
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          INT. SANITARIUM - NICK'S ROOM - END OF WINTER - DUSK
                         
          Nick is writing at his desk...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    It wasn't until the end of that
                    summer, on the last night I saw
                    Gatsby, that he told me of the life
                    he had dreamt for himself since he
                    was a boy...
                         
                         
          INT. SANITARIUM - DOCTOR'S OFFICE - END OF WINTER - DUSK
                         
          Nick stops his reading, and, very slowly, admits...
                                                                    73.
                         
                         
                                             NICK
                    You see doctor... Gatsby's real
                    name was... James Gatz.
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          I/E. NORTH DAKOTA FARM HUT - DAY
                         
          PUSH TOWARD: A dilapidated hut, shrouded in a storm of dust.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    His parents were dirt-poor farmers
                    from North Dakota...
                         
          DISCOVER: YOUNG GATZ, barefoot, at a dusty desk, surrounded
          by tattered books, strange charts, and lists. He is
          practicing his signature...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    But he never accepted them as his
                    parents at all.
                         
          Young Gatz turns from his writing, and looks through a hole
          in the roof towards the infinite heavens...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    In his own imagination, he was... a
                    Son of God...
                         
          CLOSE ON: The little boy looks up at CAMERA.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    Destined for future glory...
                         
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          EXT. NORTH DAKOTA - PRAIRIE - NIGHT
                         
          The silhouette of TEENAGE GATZ, now 16 years old, disappears
          into the hills...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    Chasing this destiny, a sixteen
                    year old Gatz ran far, far away.
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                                                                    74.
                         
                         
          EXT. LAKE SUPERIOR - LATE AFTERNOON
                         
          CLOSE ON: A handsome 17 year old YOUNG GATSBY, in a torn
          jersey and dirty canvas pants, rowing with all his might.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    One afternoon, off the coast of
                    Lake Superior, he spotted a yacht
                    in peril...
                         
          Young Gatsby lets the row boat drift close to a magnificent
          yacht. Wind is whipping whitecaps on the bay.
                         
                                             NICK
                    He rowed out and rescued the
                    vessel, and its captain, alcoholic
                    millionaire Dan Cody...
                         
          The bleary face of DAN CODY appears at the yacht's railing.
                         
                                             CODY
                    Whadzamatta...?
                         
          Cody is very drunk. Young Gatsby calls urgently.
                         
                                             YOUNG GATSBY
                    Sir! The shoal here's real bad,
                    this wind could drag you onto it...
                         
          Cody waves a dismissive arm...
                         
                                             CODY
                    Whaderathinkyerdoin..., old sport?
                         
          He collapses, dead drunk.
                         
          PUSH IN: On Young Gatsby; a plan forming...
                         
                               NICK (V.O.)
                    This was his opportunity, and he
                    seized it.
                         
          Springing into action, he clambers onto the yacht.
                         
                                             GATSBY (VOICE)
                    I decided right then and there to
                    call myself: Jay Gatsby.
                         
                                                                        DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          EXT. CODY'S YACHT - LATE AFTERNOON
                         
          Young Gatsby hoists the sail as the storm rages around him.
                                                                    75.
                         
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    He sailed the yacht out of danger -
                    and into his future...
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          EXT. CODY'S YACHT - DAY
                         
          A perfect sunny day. Young Gatsby and Cody are sailing.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    Gatsby showed skill and ambition,
                    and for five years they sailed the
                    world...
                         
                                             GATSBY (VOICE)
                    He was alright, old Dan, he taught
                    me everything...
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          INT. CLOTHING STORE - DAY
                         
          Young Gatsby, now transformed, models a suit in the mirror.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    How to dress, act, and speak like a
                    gentleman...
                         
          He looks squarely at himself, and repeats a mantra.
                         
                                             YOUNG GATSBY
                    Gatsby. Jay Gatsby. A pleasure to
                    meet you, sir. Gatsby. Jay Gatsby.
                    Gatsby. Jay Gatsby.
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          EXT. CODY'S YACHT - DAY
                         
          Young Gatsby stands at the bow, as the yacht cut across the
          clear blue ocean... He turns to Cody and calls...
                         
                                              YOUNG GATSBY
                    She looks well, doesn't she...!?
                    Old sport.
                         
          HIGH AND WIDE: The yacht sails toward the golden sun...
                                                                    76.
                         
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    Gatsby hoped to inherit Cody's
                    fortune... But when Cody died,
                    Gatsby was cheated out of his
                    inheritance by Cody's family...
                    He'd been left with an ability to
                    play the gentleman, but he was once
                    again dirt poor.
                         
                                                          SLAM CUT TO:
                         
          NEWSPAPER MONTAGE.
                         
          Piles and piles of New York City newspapers swirl rapidly
          TOWARD CAMERA, and we read their headlines:
                         
          "GATBSY'S STAGGERING WEALTH - MONEY! MONEY! MONEY!"
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    By midsummer Gatsby was front page
                    news...
                         
          "GATSBY BUYING OUR CITY? INVESTMENT MONOPOLY FUELS CONCERNS"
                         
          "JAY CASHES IN! GATSBY STRIKES WALL STREET GOLD!"
                         
          "GATSBY INVESTS IN SKYSCRAPERS!"
                         
          "JAY PAYS FOR EVERYTHING: PARTIES, GALAS, PARKS, SCHOOLS!"
                         
          "WALL STREETS KING? MEET JAY GATSBY!"
                         
          A final newspaper COVERS FRAME:
                         
          "WHERE'S THE MONEY FROM!? MYSTERY MILLIONS SPARK WILD RUMORS"
                         
          We PUSH TOWARD the paper and DISSOLVE TOWARD:
                         
                         
          EXT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - NIGHT
                         
          Another glittering party.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    Where did the money comes from?
                         
          FADE IN: Decadent, grotesque images of drunken revellers...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    That's what all of New York wanted
                    to know. And it was the same
                    question on Tom's mind when he
                    accompanied Daisy to one of
                    Gatsby's glittering parties...
                                                                  77.
                         
                         
          DISCOVER: Gatsby leading Tom, Daisy and Nick to the top of
          the terrace stairs.
                         
                         
          EXT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - TERRACE/DANCE FLOOR - NIGHT
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    We've got a great band here. Have a
                    look around... Excuse me...
                         
          He turns briefly to talk to Senator Gulick...
                         
                                             TOM
                        (mutters to Daisy)
                    A lot of these newly rich people
                    are just filthy bootleggers.
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Not Gatsby. He's a businessman.
                         
                                             TOM
                                       (SNORTS)
                    Hah! A businessman...
                         
                                             DAISY
                    He owned a lot of drug stores.
                         
          Gatsby gracefully introduces Senator Gulick to the group...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    May I introduce Senator Gulick?
                    This is Mr. Carraway and Mrs.
                    Buchanan...
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Delighted...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    And Mr. Buchanan...
                        (a moment's hesitation)
                    The polo player.
                         
                                             TOM
                                       (OBJECTING QUICKLY)
                    Oh no. Not me.
                         
                                             SENATOR GULICK
                        (shaking hands, nods)
                    Always a pleasure to meet a
                    Buchanan.
                         
          Gatsby bids the Senator farewell, while Tom glowers to Daisy:
                                                                     78.
                         
                         
                                             TOM
                    I'd rather not be the polo player.
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Oh Tom... You should be proud of
                    your achievements.
                         
                         GATSBY INTERJECTS--
                         
                                             GATSBY
                        (to the group)
                    May I show you around?
                         
          He guides them down the stairs...
                         
                                             GATSBY (CONT'D)
                    You must see the faces of a lot of
                    people you've heard of.
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Absolutely!
                         
                                             TOM
                                       (SCOFFS)
                    We don't go around very much. I
                    don't think I recognize a single
                    person...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Perhaps you know that lady there?
                         
          Gatsby indicates a lovely, orchid of a woman: MARLENE MOON,
          the silent film star.
                         
                                             DAISY
                        (taking Gatsby's arm)
                    Its Marlene Moon... I adore her
                    pictures...
                         
          As Gatsby leads Daisy, we catch Tom repeating to Nick...
                         
                                             TOM
                    I'd really rather not be the polo
                    player...
                         
                                                                        DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          EXT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - GARDEN TABLE - NIGHT
                         
          Tom, Daisy, Nick and Gatsby sit an elaborately conceived
          dinner table, watching the band...
                                                                     79.
                         
                         
                                             DAISY
                                       (TO NICK)
                    These things excite me so...
                         
          Gatsby turns to Tom...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    I believe we've met somewhere
                    before, Mr. Buchanan. About a month
                    ago.
                         
                                             TOM
                    That's right... And you were with
                    Nick here. At the barbershop...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    That's right. See... I know your
                    wife.
                         
                                             TOM
                    Is that so?
                         
                                              GATSBY
                    Yes.
                         
          As the number subsides, and the crowd applauds, Herzog
          appears and addresses Gatsby with whispered intensity.
                         
                                             HERZOG
                    Mr. Gatsby sir. Mr. Slagle is
                    here...
                         
          Herzog indicates SLAGLE, a dark-suited man who stands on the
          distant terrace with three sinister-looking 'associates'.
                         
          Gatsby, so besotted with Daisy that he cannot take his eyes
          off her, whispers fiercely...
                         
                                              GATSBY
                    Not now.
                         
          Herzog silently recedes...
                         
          A romantic foxtrot strikes up - Trimalchio introduces...
                         
                                             TRIMALCHIO
                    And now...! Dice, Brass Knuckles
                    and Guitars, with: The Foxtrot!
                         
          Gatsby turns to Tom, and gestures to Daisy...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Mr. Buchanan, would you mind,
                    terribly?
                                                                    80.
                         
                         
          Tom does indeed look like he minds, but a group of scantily
          clad girls who cavort gracelessly on the other side of the
          garden momentarily catch his eye.
                         
                                             TOM
                    Of course not; I think I can keep
                    myself amused.
                         
          As Daisy takes Gatsby's arm, she tucks a slim gold pencil
          into Tom's breast pocket and murmurs...
                         
                                             DAISY
                    In case you need to take down any
                    addresses...
                         
          As Tom fumes, Gatsby leads Daisy out onto the dance floor.
                         
          PUSH CLOSE ON: Tom, growing increasingly suspicious...
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          EXT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - DANCE FLOOR - NIGHT
                         
          As Daisy and Gatsby dance, Daisy murmurs thrillingly.
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Is all this made entirely from your
                    own imagination?
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    No... You see you were there all
                    along, in every idea, in every
                    decision... Of course, if anything
                    is not to your liking, we can
                    change it...
                         
                                             DAISY
                    It's perfect. From your perfect,
                    irresistible imagination...
                         
                         
          EXT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - TERRACE - NIGHT
                         
          Tom and Nick watch Gatsby and Daisy dance. Tom looks around,
          perplexed by a distant thought.
                         
                                             TOM
                    I wonder where the devil he met
                    Daisy...?
                         
          He notices Marlene Moon seductively, secretly watching him...
                                                                    81.
                         
                         
                                             TOM (CONT'D)
                                       (TO NICK)
                    I'll find you...
                         
          He leaves Nick alone. And Nick watches as Gatsby
          simultaneously leads Daisy from the dance floor...
                         
                         
          EXT. NICK'S BUNGALOW - MAGIC TREE - NIGHT
                         
          Daisy runs ahead, playfully hurrying past the low-hanging
          branches of the massive tree. She disappears inside...
                         
          Gatsby follows, but upon entering the secluded, starlit world
          sees no sign of Daisy.
                         
          Then, from out of the shadows, the sparkle of jewels...
                         
          Gatsby turns, and Daisy's lips suddenly find his.
                         
          A long, still kiss...
                         
                         
          EXT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - BAR - NIGHT
                         
          Nick is keeping watch, gazing down to his yard and the tree.
                         
          When Tom suddenly appears...
                         
                                             TOM
                    Have you seen my wife...?
                         
          Startled, Nick turns...
                         
                                              NICK
                                       (LIES)
                    Ah... no... Not for awhile.
                         
                                             TOM
                    That's funny. The Senator said he
                    saw her down here.
                         
          Tom follows Nick's gaze down toward the tree...
                         
                         
          EXT. NICK'S BUNGALOW - MAGIC TREE - NIGHT
                         
          Gatsby and Daisy continue their passionate kissing...
                         
          After a moment, Daisy whispers.
                         
                                             DAISY
                    I... I wish we could just run away.
                                                                  82.
                         
                         
          Gatbsy is startled.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Run away? Darling, no. Daisy,
                    that... that wouldn't be...
                    respectable.
                         
                         
          EXT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - BAR - NIGHT
                         
          Tom is still looking to the tree.
                         
                                             TOM
                                       (QUIZZICALLY)
                    You live near here Nick...?
                         
          Nick, an overwhelming sense of guilt, indicates vaguely in
          the direction of the tree.
                         
                                             NICK
                    Just next door.
                         
                                             TOM
                    That so...?
                         
                         
          EXT. NICK'S BUNGALOW - MAGIC TREE - NIGHT
                         
          Gatsby continues...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    We're going to live here, in this
                    house, together. You and me...
                    Daisy... It's time for you to tell
                    Tom.
                         
                         
          EXT. GATBSY CASTLE - BAR - NIGHT
                         
          CLOSE ON: Nick, a moment of extreme tension as he fears Tom
          will investigate further.
                         
          SUDDENLY! Their attention is drawn to a commotion on the
          terrace. Glasses smash, a woman screams, and through the
          crowd, we see Slagle and associates causing a disturbance.
                         
                                             TOM
                                       (PURE DISDAIN)
                    What a circus... Well, if you see
                    her, I'll be looking for her. You
                    tell her.
                                                                    83.
                         
                         
          EXT. NICK'S BUNGALOW - MAGIC TREE - NIGHT
                         
          The hidden lovers speak in intense, hushed tones.
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Remember how much fun we used to
                    have? Why can't we just have fun
                    like that again?
                         
          Gatsby, frustrated, is about to speak...
                         
          But Nick suddenly appears out of the shadows...
                         
          Gatsby and Daisy break off, startled...
                         
                                             DAISY (CONT'D)
                    Oh hello Nicky; we're having a row.
                         
                                             NICK
                    What about?
                         
          Daisy glides toward him...
                         
                                             DAISY
                    About things... About the future...
                        (trying to be funny)
                    The future of the Colored Empires.
                         
                                             NICK
                    Well, its Tom. He's wandering
                    around the party looking for you.
                         
          Daisy flashes Gatsby an over-the-shoulder glance; when,
          suddenly, Herzog appears and murmurs...
                         
                                              HERZOG
                    Sir; it's Mr. Slagle; he's quite...
                    emotional.
                         
          A tiny, ruffled, moment; then Gatsby elegantly guides Daisy
          toward Nick.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Excuse me. Nick, would you mind?
                         
          As Gatsby follows Herzog back toward the castle....
                         
          CLOSE ON: DAISY.
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                                                                    84.
                         
                         
          EXT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - DANCE FLOOR - LATER
                         
          Nick and Daisy return to a party that has become grotesque;
          drunken girls haphazardly bang drums...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    Gatsby disappeared to deal with a
                    dispute of some sort. Daisy
                    waited...
                         
          CLOSE ON: Daisy, dejected...
                         
                                             NICK
                    But Gatsby was unable to return.
                         
          As Daisy and Nick cross the tattered, streamer-littered dance-
          floor CRANE HIGH AND FADE INTO: the library window...
                         
                         
          INT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - LIBRARY - CONTINUOUS
                         
          Gatsby sits, solemn in an armchair; with quiet unease written
          in shadows across his face.
                         
          REVEAL: The ominous silhouette of Wolfsheim, pacing between
          Gatsby and the window; Herzog standing watch...
                         
          We catch only a fragment of the conversation.
                         
                                             WOLFSHEIM
                    When these hot headed types appear,
                    I rely on you... But you were not
                    available.. A scene was made...
                    What's going on with you Jay?
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          EXT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - FRONT GATE - NIGHT
                         
          HIGH SHOT: A sleek black limo winds quietly towards the gate.
                         
          CRANE DOWN TO DISCOVER: Daisy's face through the limo window;
          her forlorn eyes search for Gatsby behind castle walls...
                         
                                             TOM
                    Where were you?
                         
                                             DAISY
                    With Nicky. Mr. Gatsby was showing
                    us the grounds.
                                                                    85.
                         
                         
                                             TOM
                    Well, he certainly must have
                    strained himself to get that
                    menagerie together...
                         
          DAISY'S POV: Ignoring Tom, she looks back to the dark castle.
                         
                              TOM (O.C.) (CONT'D)
                    I'd like to know who he is and what
                    he does. And I think I'll make a
                    point of finding out.
                         
          As the limo passes through the gates and disappears, Slagle
          and associates are violently ejected by Gatsby's "guards."
                         
          CLOSE ON: Atop Gatsby's gate, GATSBY'S COAT OF ARMS READS:
          "Ad Finem Fidelis" ("Faithful to the End").
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          EXT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - POOL - NIGHT
                         
          It is late. Agitated and intense, Gatsby paces by the pool,
          staring out to the green light pulsing across the bay...
                         
          Nick descends the stairs, drunk.
                         
                                             NICK
                    Well there you are...! Daisy just
                    left... But she asked me to tell
                    you. She had a wonderful time...
                         
          Gatsby is not amused.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    She didn't like it.
                         
                                             NICK
                    Of course she did.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    No, she didn't like it. She did not
                    have a good time. I feel so far
                    away from her now. It's hard to
                    make her understand.
                         
                                             NICK
                    You mean about the party?
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    The party!? I couldn't care less
                    about the parties! You see...
                                       (SHOCKING INTENSITY)
                                             (MORE)
                                                                  86.
                         
                                              GATSBY (CONT'D)
                    She has to tell Tom that she never
                    loved him.
                         
                                              NICK
                    What...?
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Yes. Then we can go back to
                    Louisville, to her parents' house -
                    her parents are lovely people old
                    sport - we'll be married there...
                    You see, Daisy and I are going to
                    and start over, just as if it were
                    five years ago.
                         
                                             NICK
                    I wouldn't ask too much of her...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Ask too much?
                         
                                              NICK
                    No.
                         
          Gatsby grows suddenly, strangely emotional. He turns his back
          to Nick to compose himself.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    I beg your pardon old sport. Its
                    just.. Its so sad because its so
                    hard to make her understand, and--
                         
                                             NICK
                    Jay... You can't repeat the past.
                         
          Gatsby wheels around...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Can't repeat the past?
                         
                                              NICK
                    No.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Why of course you can. Of course
                    you can. You'll see. I am going to
                    fix things just the way there were
                    before. Everything's been so... so
                    confused since then...
                         
          Gatsby looks out to the green light.
                                                                    87.
                         
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    He talked a lot about the past...
                    As if he wanted to recover
                    something...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    If I could just get back to the
                    start... If I could just get back
                    to the start I could find it again.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    Some vision of himself that he had
                    put into loving Daisy...
                         
          IN THE CLOUDS, AMONG THE STARS, THE IMAGE OF DAISY'S HOUSE IN
          LOUISVILLE APPEARS, as if frozen in time...
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          I/E. DAISY'S HOUSE - LOUISVILLE - NIGHT
                         
          PUSH TOWARD: A wide veranda, strung with banners in support
          of the American war effort, and beyond into a parlour; pretty
          Southern girls and fresh-faced soldiers, dancing, clapping...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    Five years ago Gatsby found himself
                    at Daisy's house by colossal
                    accident.
                         
          Amidst the many revellers, DISCOVER: Daisy, hurrying through
          the crowd.
                         
                              GATSBY (BY THE POOL)
                    I went to her house first with some
                    of the other officers from Camp
                    Taylor... I'd never been in such a
                    beautiful house before...
                         
          Daisy rushes up the steps, and looks back...
                         
          At the bottom of the steps, smiling up, is: THE OBJECT OF HER
          AFFECTION, Young Gatsby in officer's uniform.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    But his uniform his the truth. That
                    he was a penniless young man with
                    only that grand vision of himself.
                         
          Daisy's Mother stops her on the steps.
                                                                    88.
                         
                         
                                             DAISY MOM
                    Daisy, don't scamper.
                                       (WHISPERS)
                    There's so many dashing young
                    officers here, and from such
                    illustrious family's...
                         
          CLOSE ON: Gatbsy, watching Daisy...
                         
                              GATSBY (BY THE POOL)
                    I always knew that I could climb...
                    But I could only climb if I climbed
                    alone.
                         
          Against his better judgement he follows Daisy up...
                         
                         
          INT. DAISY'S HOUSE - CONSERVATORY/ATRIUM - NIGHT
                         
          Checking to make sure no one has seen, Daisy slips quietly
          through a set of doors, into the conservatory... Gatsby is
          not far behind... A secret rendezvous.
                         
                         
          EXT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - POOL - NIGHT
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    I knew that, that when I kissed
                    this girl, I would... be forever
                    wed to her...
                         
                         
          INT. DAISY'S HOUSE - CONSERVATORY/ATRIUM - NIGHT
                         
          Daisy throws herself in to Gatsby's arms...
                         
          About to kiss, Gatsby is struck by a sudden instinctive
          thought...
                         
                         
          EXT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - POOL - NIGHT
                         
          Gatsby remembers...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    So I stopped. And I waited... I
                    waited...
                         
                         
          INT. DAISY'S HOUSE - CONSERVATORY/ATRIUM - NIGHT
                         
          Gatsby's eyes drift up...
                                                                    89.
                         
                         
                              GATSBY (BY THE POOL)
                    I waited for a moment longer.
                         
          He looks out the dark, crystal windows, beyond the trees...
          to a staircase of moonlight, climbing up, up, up...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    He knew that if he kissed this girl
                    his mind would never again be free
                    to romp like... the mind of God...
                    That falling in love would change
                    his destiny... forever.
                         
                         
          EXT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - POOL - NIGHT
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    And then I just let myself go.
                         
                         
          INT. DAISY'S HOUSE - CONSERVATORY/ATRIUM - NIGHT
                         
          With sudden resolve Gatsby kisses Daisy...
                         
          In ravenous embrace, they fall onto the long sofa lounge.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    She blossomed for him like a
                    flower...
                         
          ECU: Daisy, her lips tremble, eyes wide, breath quickening..
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    And the incarnation was complete.
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          EXT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - POOL - NIGHT
                         
          The other layers of IMAGERY IN THE CLOUDS MELT AWAY, leaving
          Nick and Gatsby standing by the pool.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    I knew it was a great mistake for a
                    man like me to fall in love. A
                    great mistake. I'm only 32... I
                    might still be a great man if I
                    could only forget that I once lost
                    Daisy. But my life, old sport, my
                    life has got to be like this...
                         
          He draws a slanting line from the lawn to the stars.
                                                                    90.
                         
                         
                                             GATSBY (CONT'D)
                    It's got to keep going up.
                         
          Gatsby looks to the green light.
                         
                                             GATSBY (CONT'D)
                    She has to go to Tom and tell him
                    she never loved him... I need to
                    give her more time. I just need to
                    give her more time...
                         
          He turns to Nick, reassuring both of them.
                         
                                             GATSBY (CONT'D)
                    Don't worry old sport, don't worry.
                    I can protect her here. Good night
                    old sport...
                         
          Gatsby heads for his castle, and turns and calls...
                         
                                             GATSBY (CONT'D)
                    You're wrong about the past, old
                    sport...!
                         
          Gatsby's POV: The green light across the bay.
                         
                                             GATSBY (CONT'D)
                    You're wrong.
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          INT. SANITARIUM - DOCTOR'S OFFICE - EARLY SPRING - MORNING
                         
          The first day of spring; out the window, birds chirp.
                         
          Nick is writing and reading aloud...
                         
                                             NICK (READS)
                    There had been music from my
                    neighbor's all summer. In his blue
                    gardens, men and girls came and
                    went like moths among the
                    whisperings and the laughter and
                    the stars...
                         
          He struggles for a more poetic phrasing...
                         
                                             NICK (CONT'D)
                    Laughter... No... No... Among the
                    whisperings and the champagne and
                    the stars...
                                             (MORE)
                                                                     91.
                         
                                             NICK (CONT'D)
                        (that's the one)
                    But after Tom and Daisy visit...
                         
                                                                      DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          EXT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - FRONT GATES - LATE AFTERNOON
                         
          Gatsby's castle cuts a grave silhouette against a stormy sky.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    There were no more parties...
                         
          His lights flicker and go out.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    Gatsby's lights went out one by
                    one.
                         
          At the gates flashbulbs flash! Hordes of press have gathered.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    Daisy visited discreetly. But...
                         
          As the gates creak open, Daisy's limo slides up the drive...
                         
          FADE IN NEWSPAPER HEADLINES: "PARTY PALACE GOES DARK!"
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    The very same fame that had once
                    been a source of satisfaction to
                    Jay Gatsby, became... a threat.
                         
          As the reporters crowd the limo, shouting questions...
                         
                                                                      DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          INT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - BEFROOM - NIGHT
                         
          Locked away deep in the castle, Gatsby and Daisy make love.
                         
          FADE IN NEWSPAPER HEADLINES: "WHO IS THE MYSTERY WOMAN?"
                         
                                                                      DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          EXT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - WHARF - DUSK
                         
          At the end of the wharf, Gatsby and Daisy look out across the
          bay, watching as the sun slides into the horizon, and the
          green light pulses...
                         
          CLOSE ON: Daisy. She leans to Gatsby and whispers...
                                                                    92.
                         
                         
                                             DAISY
                    I don't want to go home.
                         
          Gatsby hold her tighter.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Then don't.
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          INT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - BALLROOM - LATE AFTERNOON
                         
          Long shafts of light cut through the high, empty windows...
                         
          WIDE SHOT: An OLD EUROPEAN WOMAN crosses the ballroom, tea
          tray in hand. The room is lined with thuggish, dark-suited
          men.
                         
          We hear a phone conversation between Nick and Gatsby...
                         
                              GATSBY (O.S.)
                    I've been meaning to call you up.
                    I'm sorry, I've been... so busy.
                         
                              NICK (O.S.)
                    Is everything alright?
                         
                         
          INT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - MAPROOM - LATE AFTERNOON
                         
          An unshaven Gatsby in trousers and a black silk robe sits in
          a large arm-chair, under a vast wall of magnificent
          paintings. He hunches over the phone...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Yes... Daisy and I are very much in
                    love.
                         
                              NICK (O.S.)
                    I hear you fired all your servants?
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Daisy comes over sometimes in the
                    afternoons and I wanted some people
                    who wouldn't gossip... until we
                    decided what we're going to do...
                    You see these two towns are pretty
                    close together. And it gets in the
                    papers... You understand?
                                       (CLARIFIES)
                    They're some people Wolfsheim
                    wanted to do something for.
                                                                     93.
                         
                         
          Herzog stands in the shadows; and the old European woman
          pours coffee and then recedes...
                         
                                             GATSBY (CONT'D)
                    What's the difference as long as
                    they can cook and make beds...?
                         
                         
          INT. PROBITY TRUST - NICK'S OFFICE - LATE AFTERNOON
                         
          Nick holds the phone close to his ear, trying to hear Gatsby
          above the din around him; his work is piled high...
                         
                         
          INT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - MAPROOM - LATE AFTERNOON
                         
          Gatsby whispers into the phone...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                                       (EXCITED)
                    Nick... Daisy's ready. Shes ready.
                    But there's just one thing. She's
                    requested that you and Miss Baker
                    be there, at lunch tomorrow, at her
                    house... Will you come, old sport?
                                       (AN ADMISSION)
                    Daisy needs you. I... We need you.
                    Will you come old sport?
                         
                         
          INT. PROBITY TRUST - NICK'S OFFICE - LATE AFTERNOON
                         
          PUSH IN ON: Nick. A decision looms...
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          EXT. BUCHANAN MANSION - DAY
                         
          WIDE SHOT: The imposing Buchanan mansion bakes in the sun...
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          INT. BUCHANAN MANSION - DINING ROOM - DAY
                         
          CLOSE ON: Tom lighting a fat Cuban from a chrome lighter.
                         
                                             TOM
                    You know, I read somewhere that the
                    sun's getting hotter every year...
                         
          Blue cigar smoke wafts over the clearing of plates...
                                                                  94.
                         
                         
                                             TOM (CONT'D)
                    Or wait a minute; it's the
                    opposite...
                         
          Tom stands and strolls to the open French window...
                         
                                             TOM (CONT'D)
                    The sun is getting colder every
                    year...
                         
          Daisy grips a wine glass in her trembling hand; her eyes are
          terrified, perspiration forms on her upper lip. She glances
          to Gatsby, who stares resolutely from across the table.
                         
          CLOSE ON: A perspiring Nick. He glances from Daisy to Gatsby.
                         
          The tension is excruciating.
                         
          Out the window Tom catches sight of a sailboat across the
          bay.
                         
                                             TOM (CONT'D)
                    How I'd like to be out on that bay
                    today.
                         
          CLOSE ON: Gatsby. He looks up. Beyond the sailboat, he can
          see the outline of his castle.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    I'm right across from you.
                                       (POINTS)
                    Right there.
                         
                                             TOM
                                       (UNIMPRESSED)
                    So you are.
                         
          Gatsby slowly stands and walks behind Daisy.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Every night I can see that light at
                    the end of your dock, blinking.
                         
                                             TOM
                    What light?
                         
          Gatsby gently moves his hand over Daisy's...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    You see, Mr. Buchanan, I wanted to
                    be close-- Daisy and I--
                         
          With sudden intensity Daisy stands!
                                                                     95.
                         
                         
                                             DAISY
                        (on the verge of tears)
                    It's so hot...
                         
          Agitated, she sweeps toward the sideboard.
                         
                                             DAISY (CONT'D)
                    Everything's so confused.
                         
          She plucks a cigarette from a carved box, and fumbles with
          the paperweight-sized lighter.
                         
                                             DAISY (CONT'D)
                    What'll we do with ourselves this
                    afternoon...? And the day after
                    that...
                        (she snaps it again)
                    ...and for the next thirty years?
                                       (TURNS SUDDENLY)
                    Let's all go to town! Who wants to
                    go to town?
                         
          Her nervous hands drop the lighter, which crashes to the
          mahogany floor. All but Tom recoil in shock.
                         
                                              TOM
                    Town!? Women... They get these
                    notions...
                         
          Gatsby walks to Daisy... As Tom puffs, Gatsby retrieves the
          lighter in one hand, and with his other gently guides Daisy's
          trembling hand... In that moment, their eyes tenderly meet...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                                       (WHISPERS)
                    Daisy...
                         
                                             DAISY
                        (as if they are alone)
                    You look so cool. You always look
                    so cool, like the advertisement of
                    the man... in Times Square...
                         
          CLOSE ON: Tom, his jaw tightening.
                         
                                             DAISY (CONT'D)
                    The man in the cool, beautiful,
                    shirts.
                         
          CAMERA FLOATS TOWARD TOM... He violently snuffs his cigar.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    She had told Gatsby that she loved
                    him - and Tom had seen...
                                                                  96.
                         
                         
          SUDDENLY Tom explodes!
                         
                                             TOM
                    Let's go to town! I'm perfectly
                    willing...! That's a marvelous
                    idea! Henri! Have the car brought
                    around immediately!
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Just like that? Can't anyone at
                    least have a cigarette?
                         
                                             TOM
                    We've smoked all through lunch.
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Oh, let's have fun. It's too hot to
                    fuss.
                         
                                             TOM
                    It was your great idea Daisy. Why
                    don't we!? We'll all go to town!
                         
          Daisy doesn't budge.
                         
                                              DAISY
                    I've changed my mind...
                                       (TEASES)
                    You brute.
                         
                                             TOM
                        (a dangerous intensity)
                    You've got me all excited, and now
                    you don't want to go? We'll get a
                    great big room at the Plaza, a cold
                    bucket of ice, and some whiskey...
                    It will be fun.
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Fine. Have it your own way, Tom...
                    Come on, Jordan.
                         
          As she and Jordan rush past Tom, down the hall, Tom turns
          calmly to Gatsby.
                         
                                             TOM
                    Will you join us, Mr. Gatsby?
                         
          Then turns and calls to Henri...
                                                                     97.
                         
                         
                                             TOM (CONT'D)
                    Henri! Get some whiskey! Two
                    bottles, wrapped in a towel.
                         
                                                                           CUT TO:
                         
                         
          EXT. BUCHANAN MANSION - DAY
                         
          CLOSE ON: Shoes shifting on gravel. Gatsby and Nick stand
          uncomfortably on the drive, waiting for Tom and the women.
                         
          BANG! Tom storms out wrapping a quart bottle in a towel.
                         
          Daisy and Jordan follow.
                         
                                             TOM
                    Mr. Gatsby! Would you be good
                    enough to take my coupé? And I'll
                    drive everyone else in your circus
                    wagon.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    I don't think there's much gas, old
                    sport.
                         
          Gatsby looks to Daisy, a burning stare.
                         
                                             TOM
                        (looks at the gauge)
                    Plenty of gas. And if we run out,
                    then we'll stop at a drug store.
                    I hear you can buy anything at a
                    drug store nowadays...
                        (savagely eyes Gatsby)
                    Isn't that right, Mr. Gatsby?
                         
          A moment of sharp tension; Daisy wrenches from Tom's arm.
                         
                                             DAISY
                    You take Nick and Jordan, Tom!
                         
          She slips quickly into the coupé...
                         
                                             DAISY (CONT'D)
                    We'll meet you at the Plaza! I'll
                    be the man on the corner smoking
                    two cigarettes...
                         
          Gatsby's and Tom's eyes flash; a harsh, competitive glance.
                         
          Tom lunges into the Duesenberg, slams the gears and lurches
          away, leaving Gatsby, Daisy, and the coupé in the dust.
                                                                    98.
                         
                         
          I/E. GATSBY'S CAR - LONG ISLAND COUNTRYSIDE - DAY
                         
          Tom throttles forward, watching Jordan and Nick...
                         
                                             TOM
                    You think I'm pretty dumb, don't
                    you? But I have a-- an almost
                    second sight, sometimes, that tells
                    me what to do. And I've made a
                    small investigation of this fellow.
                         
                                             JORDAN
                                       (CONDESCENDING)
                    And you found he was an Oxford man?
                         
                                             TOM
                    Oxford, New Mexico! He wears a pink
                    suit for Christ's sake!
                         
          With that, Tom shifts gears and the Duesenberg rockets on!
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          EXT. THE VALLEY OF ASHES - DAY
                         
          HIGH AND WIDE: The Duesenberg tears into the Valley...
                         
                              JORDAN (O.C.)
                                       (MOCKING)
                    We're almost out of gas Tom...
                         
                         
          EXT. THE VALLEY OF ASHES - WILSON'S GARAGE - DAY
                         
          SCRREEECH! Tom slams the breaks and the Duesenberg slides to
          a stop at Wilson's...
                         
          Wilson doesn't budge. He's staring with sickly eyes at the
          giant billboard of Dr. T. J. Eckleberg.
                         
                                             TOM
                    Wilson! Wilson! What are you
                    waiting for!? Let's have some
                    gas...
                                       (GETS OUT)
                    Do I have to do it myself?
                         
                                             WILSON
                    I'm sick. I'm all run down. I need
                    money bad... My wife and I want to
                    go West.
                                                                   99.
                         
                         
                                             TOM
                    Your wife does...?
                         
          Tom glances up to the window above the garage. Myrtle's face,
          badly bruised, stares back. Tom clocks this, and hesitates...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    Tom was feeling the hot whips of
                    panic. His mistress and wife, an
                    hour ago so secure, were both
                    slipping from his control...
                         
                                             WILSON
                    I just got wised-up to something
                    funny the last two days. She's
                    goin' whether she wants to or not.
                         
          Tom isn't listening... He sees the coupe approaching at high-
          speed, threatening to leave him in the dust!
                         
                                             TOM
                    What do I owe you!?
                         
                                             WILSON
                    Dollar twenty.
                         
          The blue coupé flashes by. Tom glances back to Myrtle... And
          then jumps into the Duesenberg.
                         
                                             TOM
                    You can have the car! I'll send it
                    around tomorrow!
                         
          He throws coins into the dirt for Wilson to collect. Then he
          floors the gas and peels out after the coupé!
                         
                         
          I/E. GATSBY'S CAR/TOM'S COUPÉ - DAY
                         
          VRRROOMM! The cars roar neck-and-neck, veering, swerving and
          skidding PERILOUSLY close.
                         
          As Tom and Gatsby shoot dangerous glances at one another,
          Daisy waves carefree back to Tom....
                         
          PAN UP: The cars tear over the Queensboro Bridge, toward the
          glimmering, golden city...
                         
                                                         SLAM CUT TO:
                                                                 100.
                         
                         
          INT. PLAZA HOTEL. SUITE - DAY
                         
          CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! Shards of ice spilt off from a hunk as a
          bell-boy makes ice-cubes...
                         
                                             TOM
                    That's enough...
                         
          The room is large and stifling hot, it has been filled with
          huge ice buckets in an attempt to cool it. Gatsby, Tom, Nick,
          Daisy and Jordan are bathed in a thin sheen of perspiration.
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Open another window.
                         
                                             NICK
                    There aren't any more.
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Then telephone for an axe...
                         
                                             TOM
                    Forget about the heat. You make it
                    worse by crabbing about it.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Why not let her alone, old sport?
                         
                                             TOM
                    That's a great expression of yours,
                    isn't it?
                         
                                              GATSBY
                    What is?
                         
          Tom turns to Gatsby...
                         
                                             TOM
                    'Old sport'. Where'd you pick it
                    up?
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Now see here, Tom; if you're going
                    to make personal remarks I won't
                    stay here one minute.
                         
          Gatsby's foot beats a restless tattoo; Tom eyes him suddenly.
                         
                                             TOM
                    Mr. Gatsby, I understand you're an
                    Oxford man.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    No, not exactly.
                                                                 101.
                         
                         
                                             TOM
                    Oh yes, I understand you went to
                    Oxford.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Yes - I went there.
                         
          Tom's laugh is incredulous and insulting.
                         
                                              TOM
                    Sure; the man in the pink suit went
                    to Oxford!
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Tom...!
                         
          Gatsby stands.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                        (slow, intense)
                    I told you I went there.
                         
                                             TOM
                    I heard you, but I'd like to know
                    when.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    You'd like to know when....? It was
                    in nineteen-nineteen, I only stayed
                    five months. That's why I can't
                    exactly call myself an Oxford man.
                         
          Tom glances around to see if the others mirror his disbelief.
          But they are all looking at Gatsby.
                         
                                             GATSBY (CONT'D)
                    You see, it was an opportunity they
                    gave to some of the officers who
                    actually fought in the war.
                         
          Nick can't help but smile.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    I wanted to get up and slap Gatsby
                    on the back.
                         
                                             DAISY
                    I'll make you a drink Tom, then you
                    won't seem so stupid to yourself...
                         
          But Tom's not done yet.
                                                                    102.
                         
                         
                                             TOM
                    Wait a minute, I want to ask Mr.
                    Gatsby one more question.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Go on. Please Mr. Buchanan, go on.
                         
                                             TOM
                    What kind of a row are you trying
                    to cause in my house anyhow?
                         
          They are out in the open at last and Gatsby is content.
                         
                                             DAISY
                    He isn't causing a row; you're
                    causing a row. Please have a little
                    self-control!
                         
                                             TOM
                    Self-control! I suppose the latest
                    thing is to sit back and let Mr.
                    Nobody from Nowhere make love to
                    your wife? Well, if that's the idea
                    you can count me out... See,
                    nowadays people begin by sneering
                    at family life and family
                    institutions and next you know
                    they'll throw everything overboard
                    and we'll have intermarriage
                    between black and white!
                         
                                             JORDAN
                    We're all white here, Tom.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Your wife doesn't love you. She's
                    never loved you. She loves me!
                         
                                             TOM
                    You must be crazy.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    No, old sport. See, she never loved
                    you... She only married you because
                    I was poor and she was tired of
                    waiting. It was a terrible,
                    terrible mistake, but in her heart
                    she never loved anyone but me!
                         
                                             JORDAN
                    We should go...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Daisy and I have nothing to hide...
                                                                 103.
                         
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Jay let's go, please...!
                         
                                             TOM
                    Sit down Daisy!
                         
                                             GATSBY
                                       (REASSURING)
                    Yes, Daisy, please sit down.
                         
          Tom's voice gropes unsuccessfully for the paternal note.
                         
                                             TOM
                    What's been going on? I want to
                    hear all about it.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    I just told you what's been going
                    on; its been going on for five
                    years...!
                         
          Tom turns to Daisy sharply.
                         
                                             TOM
                    You've been seeing him for five
                    years?
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Not seeing. No, we couldn't; but
                    both of us loved each other all
                    that time, old sport, and you
                    didn't know. I used to laugh
                    sometimes, to think that you didn't
                    know...
                         
                                             TOM
                    Oh - that's all; you're crazy! I
                    can't speak about what happened
                    five years ago, because I didn't
                    know Daisy then - but I'll be
                    damned if I see how you got within
                    a mile of her unless you brought
                    the groceries to the back door. But
                    all the rest of that's a god-damned
                    lie. Daisy loved me when she
                    married me and she loves me now.
                         
          Tom starts to make himself a drink...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    No...
                                                                 104.
                         
                         
                                             TOM
                    She does, though... And what's
                    more, I love Daisy too. Once in a
                    while I go off on a spree, but I
                    always come back, and in my heart I
                    love her all the time...
                         
                                             DAISY
                    You're revolting...
                         
          Daisy's voice drops an octave lower, filling the room with
          thrilling scorn...
                         
                                             DAISY (CONT'D)
                    Do you know why we left Chicago...?
                    I'm surprised they didn't treat you
                    to the story of that little spree.
                         
          Gatsby walks over and stands beside Daisy.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    That's all over now. Just tell him
                    the truth, that you never loved
                    him; and all this... all this pain
                    will be wiped out forever.
                         
          Daisy looks at Gatsby blindly.
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Why, how could I love him,
                    possibly?
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    You never loved him.
                         
          Daisy hesitates; too late, she realizes what she is doing.
                         
                                             DAISY
                    I never loved him.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    That's right...
                         
                                             TOM
                    Not at Kapiolani?
                         
                                             DAISY
                    No.
                         
                                             TOM
                        (a husky tenderness)
                    Not that day I carried you down
                    from the Punch Bowl to keep your
                    shoes dry...? Daisy? Never?
                                                           105.
                         
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Please don't.
                         
                                              TOM
                    Daisy...
                         
          Her voice is cold, but the anger is gone.
                         
                                             DAISY
                    There, Jay.
                         
          She trembles as she looks to Gatsby...
                         
                                             DAISY (CONT'D)
                    You want too much! I love you now;
                    isn't that enough? I can't help
                    what's past.
                        (begins to sob)
                    I did love him once; but I loved
                    you too.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                        (shocked, uncomprehending)
                    You loved me too?
                         
                                             TOM
                                       (SAVAGE)
                    Even that's a lie. She didn't know
                    you were alive. There are things
                    between Daisy and me that you'll
                    never know, things that neither of
                    us can ever forget.
                         
          The words seem to bite physically into Gatsby.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    I want to speak to Daisy alone.
                    She's all excited now...
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Even alone I can't say I never
                    loved Tom. It wouldn't be true.
                         
                                             TOM
                    Of course it wouldn't.
                         
          Daisy turns to her husband.
                         
                                             DAISY
                    As if it mattered to you.
                                                          106.
                         
                         
                                             TOM
                    Of course it matters. I'm going to
                    take better care of you from now
                    on.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    You're not taking care of her any
                    more! Daisy's leaving you.
                         
                                               TOM
                    Nonsense.
                         
                                             DAISY
                        (with visible effort)
                    I am, though.
                         
                                             TOM
                    She's not leaving me; and certainly
                    not for a common swindler!
                         
          Tom's words suddenly lean down over Gatsby.
                         
                                             TOM (CONT'D)
                    Mr. Gatsby, who exactly are you
                    anyhow? You see, I have made a
                    small investigation into your
                    affairs... You're one of Meyer
                    Wolfsheim's bunch.
                         
          Tom turns to the others and speaks rapidly.
                         
                                             TOM (CONT'D)
                    See, he and this Wolfsheim bought
                    up a lot of 'drug stores' and sold
                    bootlegged alcohol over the
                    counter!
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    What about it, old sport?
                         
                                             TOM
                    Don't call me `old sport!' This
                    drug store business is just small
                    change compared to the bonds stunt
                    you and Wolfsheim have got going on
                    now.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Well your friend Walter Chase isn't
                    too proud to come in on it.
                                                          107.
                         
                         
                                             TOM
                    I've been giving that some thought.
                    How does a reputable banker like
                    Walter Chase find himself up to his
                    eyeballs in debt to a little kike
                    like Wolfsheim?
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    It's called `greed,' old sport.
                         
                                              TOM
                    That's right; you've got half of
                    Wall Street out there swilling your
                    free booze at that fun park every
                    weekend...
                                       (TO NICK)
                    I'm surprised he hasn't tried to
                    drag you in...
                         
          Nick looks away sharply. Tom registers this.
                         
                                             TOM (CONT'D)
                    My God, he has...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    He's got nothing to do with--
                         
                                             TOM
                    With your little racket...
                                       (TO DAISY)
                    Daisy... Can't you see who this guy
                    is? With his house and his parties
                    and his fancy clothes; he's just a
                    front for Wolfsheim, a gangster, to
                    get his claws into respectable folk
                    like Walter...!
                         
                                             GATSBY
                        (a vicious sneer)
                    The only respectable thing about
                    you, old sport, is your money,
                    that's it, and now I've just as
                    much as you; so that means we're
                    equal!!
                         
          Tom smiles with smug, condescending scorn.
                         
                                             TOM
                    Oh no, no, we're different; I am,
                        (gesturing at Nick and
                                        JORDAN)
                    They are...
                        (now at Daisy)
                                   SHE IS;
                                             (MORE)
                                                                   108.
                         
                                             TOM (CONT'D)
                    we're all different from you - we
                    were born different, it's in our
                    blood, and nothing you do, or say,
                    or steal or dream up, can ever
                    change that... And a girl like
                    Daisy will never...!
                         
          Gatsby explodes with terrifying rage.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUTTT UP!!!!
                         
          Shock jolts the room. We float toward Gatsby. His rage-filled
          eyes stare into the void, as, with all his willpower, he
          restrains himself from ripping Tom apart...
                         
                              NICK (V.O)
                    Gatsby looked, in that moment... as
                    if he had "killed a man."
                         
          Tom snorts a dismissive laugh.
                         
                                             TOM
                    That's right Mr. Gatsby, show us
                    those fine Oxford manners...
                         
          Gatsby recovers and turns to Diasy, who is trembling in the
          corner, on the verge of tears.
                         
                                             DAISY
                    My sincerest apologies. I... I seem
                    to have lost my temper.
                         
          Struggling for self control, Gatsby turns toward her as if
          Tom suddenly no longer exists.
                         
                                              GATSBY
                    Daisy darling... None of this has
                    any consequence. Don't listen to
                    him Daisy.
                         
          Daisy blanches; Gatsby, now desperate, babbles incoherently.
                         
                                             GATSBY   (CONT'D)
                    We're going back   to Louisville to
                    be married. Then   we're going to
                    live together in   our house; it's--
                         
          There is a feeling of excruciating unease in the room.
                         
          CLOSE ON: Nick.
                                                                 109.
                         
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    He began talking excitedly, denying
                    everything... But with every word
                    Daisy was drawing further and
                    further into herself, until only
                    the dead dream fought on...
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Please Tom; I can't stand this
                    anymore!
                         
          Daisy is staring, terrified, courage gone; she looks to Tom.
                         
                                             TOM
                    You two start on home...
                                       (TO GATSBY)
                    In Mr. Gatsby's car.
                         
          Daisy is alarmed now.
                         
                                             TOM (CONT'D)
                    Go on. He won't annoy you. I think
                    he realizes that his little
                    flirtation... is over.
                         
          Daisy, hysterical, runs from the room; Gatsby pursues her.
                         
                                               GATSBY
                    Daisy...!
                         
          Daisy and Gatsby are gone. A terrible silence fills the room.
          Tom begins wrapping the unopened whiskey bottle in the towel.
                         
                                             TOM
                    Want any of this? Jordan? Nick?
                    Nick?
                         
                                               NICK
                    What?
                         
                                               TOM
                    Want any?
                         
                                             NICK
                    No... I just remembered - today's
                    my birthday. I'm thirty.
                         
          Tom mutters as he pours himself a drink...
                         
                                             TOM
                    Happy birthday...
                         
          Nick is staring out the window, lost in thought...
                                                                    110.
                         
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    Thirty - the promise of a decade of
                    loneliness...
                         
          NICK'S POV: To the setting sun and the Queensboro Bridge...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    The formidable stroke of thirty
                    died away, as Gatsby and Daisy
                    drove on through the cooling
                    twilight, towards death...
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          INT. WILSON'S BEDROOM - TWILIGHT
                         
          MYRTLE FLIES PAST CAMERA as Wilson drags her across the room!
                         
                                             WILSON
                    God knows everything you've been
                    doing!
                         
          Grabbing his wife's hair he presses her face to the window.
                         
                                             WILSON (CONT'D)
                    You might fool me but you can't
                    fool God!
                         
          OVER WILSON'S SHOULDER, we see with shock, that he is looking
          at the eyes of Doctor T. J. Eckleberg.
                         
                                             WILSON (CONT'D)
                    God sees everything!
                         
          Below the Eckleberg sign a train thunders through the level
          crossing.
                         
          The final carriage clears to reveal Gatsby's yellow car
          waiting on the other side of the crossing.
                         
          CLOSE ON: Myrtle seeing the yellow car; a desperate whisper.
                         
                                             MYRTLE
                        (thinking its Tom)
                    He's here...
                         
          WHACK! Myrtle gives a sudden backhand to Wilson's face as she
          twists from his grasp!
                         
                                                                             CUT TO:
                                                                 111.
                         
                         
          EXT. WILSON'S GARAGE - TWILIGHT
                         
          Standing outside his restaurant, the owner, MICHAELIS sees
          Myrtle rush out of the garage shouting hysterically.
                         
                                             MYRTLE
                    Stop, Tom, please, stop!
                         
                         
          I/E. GATSBY'S CAR - CONTINUOUS
                         
          SUDDENLY! Myrtle appears in the headlights of Gatsby's car...
                         
          ECU: The sleeve of the pink suit and the 'Daisy' signet ring,
          as Gatsby's hand on the wheel tries to veer away...!
                         
                                              GATSBY
                    No...!
                         
          BUT the car STRIKES Myrtle!
                         
          SLOW MOTION, TERRIBLE, NIGHTMARISH, EXPRESSIONISTIC IMAGES:
          Glass shattering, blood splattering, Daisy screaming,
          Myrtle's body flying through the air, her pearls showering
          the night like a thousand new stars...
                         
          THUMP. Her torn open body hits the ground.
                         
          CLOSE ON: The giant billboard, the towering eyes of Dr. T.J.
          Eckleberg, watching everything...
                         
          DISSOLVE THROUGH THE WHITES OF THE EYES TO:
                         
                         
          INT. TOM'S COUPÉ - NIGHT
                         
          CLOSE ON: The coupe's blinding headlights.
                         
          As the coupé nears, Nick, Tom and Jordan see the commotion.
                         
                                             TOM
                    Wreck...! Good. Wilson will have a
                    little business at last... Let's
                    take a look..
                         
                                              JORDAN
                    Must we?
                         
                                             TOM
                    Just a look.
                                                                   112.
                         
                         
          INT. WILSON'S GARAGE - NIGHT
                         
          The dim garage is lit only by a swinging yellow globe.
                         
          Wilson stands on the raised threshold of his office, swaying
          and wailing a high, horrible call.
                         
                                             WILSON
                    O, my Ga-od! O, my Ga-od!
                         
          A crush of gawking spectators speak in hushed tones.
                         
          CUT TO: Tom pushing through the crowd.
                         
          CLOSE ON: He stops, and makes a harsh sound...
                         
          MYRTLE'S BODY, wrapped in a blanket, lies on a work table.
                         
          Tom bends over it, shocked, motionless.
                         
          CUT TO: Nick, watching Tom's reaction.
                         
          A POLICEMAN stands next to Tom taking down names.
                         
                                             POLICEMAN
                                       (TO TOM)
                    Sir. Sir, I'm gonna have to ask you
                    to step away--
                         
                                             TOM
                    Get off me...!
                        (regains his composure)
                    I'm fine. I'm fine.
                         
                                             POLICEMAN
                    You knew her?
                         
                                             TOM
                        (a long pause)
                    No... Not really...
                         
                                             POLICEMAN
                    Well then I have to ask you to step
                    back.
                         
                                             TOM
                    What happened...?
                         
                                             POLICEMAN
                    She ran out `inna road. Son-of-a-
                    bitch didn't even stopus car.
                         
          A well-dressed African American man steps near.
                                                                    113.
                         
                         
                                             WELL-DRESSED MAN
                    I saw it! It was a yellow car; big
                    yellow car.
                         
          CUT TO: Tom; a slow realization.
                         
          PUSH IN: On Nick; a disbelieving horror.
                         
          The Greek restaurant owner MICHAELIS pipes up.
                         
                                             MICHAELIS
                    Yeah, a big yellow duezy; custom
                    job.
                         
          Some of this conversation has reached Wilson; suddenly
          sighting Tom, he moves toward him with a cry...
                         
                                             WILSON
                    You don't have to tell me what kind
                    of car it was! I know what kind of
                    car it was!
                         
          Tom, realizing the danger, moves quickly and seizes Wilson.
                         
                                             TOM
                        (a soothing gruffness)
                    Pull yourself together...
                         
          Wilson, distraught, almost collapses, but Tom holds him
          upright and pushes him into:
                         
                         
          INT. WILSON'S OFFICE - CONTINUOUS
                         
          Tom sets Wilson down and whispers intensely.
                         
                                              TOM
                    Listen, I just got here from New
                    York. I was bringing you the coupé.
                    That yellow car wasn't mine, do you
                    hear? I haven't seen it all
                    afternoon.
                         
          The policeman follows and turns suspiciously to Tom.
                         
                                             POLICEMAN
                    What color's your car?
                         
                                             TOM
                    Blue, a coupé; we've come straight
                    from New York.
                         
                                             MICHAELIS
                    Yeah, they just stopped...
                                                                   114.
                         
                         
          The policeman accepts, suspicious still...
                         
                                             POLICEMAN
                    Alright... Blue.
                         
          In the relative calm of the office, Wilson's clouded,
          desperate eyes look up at Tom.
                         
                                             WILSON
                    Who owns the yella' car...?
                         
                                             TOM
                        (a tiny pause)
                    Fella named Gatsby; he's a crook,
                    George. Gives those parties the
                    papers are always talking about...
                         
                                             WILSON
                    Maybe he was the one foolin' with
                    Myrtle; maybe that's why he killed
                    her...?
                         
                                             TOM
                    Yeah. Maybe. Guy like that, who
                    knows...
                         
          Wilson starts sobbing again.
                         
                                             WILSON
                    Oh, Ga-od! Oh, my Ga-od!
                         
          He rests his head on Tom's shoulder...
                         
          Tom consoles Wilson and then whispers...
                         
                                             TOM
                    Gatsby. Something outta be done
                    about a fella like that. He'll
                    pay... Oh, he'll pay...
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          INT. TOM'S COUPÉ - NIGHT
                         
          CLOSE ON: Tom driving. He sobs...
                         
                                              TOM
                    The goddamn coward didn't even stop
                    his car...
                         
          Jordan and Nick sit silently beside Tom; he turns to them,
          triumphantly accusing...
                                                                  115.
                         
                         
                                             TOM (CONT'D)
                    You gonna defend him now, huh?
                         
                                                                        DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          EXT. BUCHANAN MANSION - NIGHT
                         
          The coupe drifts slowly up the drive.
                         
                         
          EXT. BUCHANAN MANSION - NIGHT
                         
          As they walk up the stone staircase, Tom disposes of the
          situation in a few brisk phrases.
                         
                                             TOM
                    I'll telephone for a taxi, Nick.
                    Come in and have some supper while
                    you wait...
                         
          Tom opens the door.
                         
                                             NICK
                    No thanks. I'll wait outside.
                         
          Tom stares at Nick, absorbing his disdain.
                         
                                             TOM
                    What is the matter with you?
                         
          Tom snorts and goes in; Jordan puts her hand on Nick's arm.
                         
                                             JORDAN
                    Won't you come in, Nick?
                         
                                             NICK
                    No... thanks.
                         
                                             JORDAN
                    It's only half past nine...
                         
                                             NICK
                    No. I think I've had enough... Of
                    everyone.
                         
          CLOSE ON: Jordan; she gives Nick a long, hurt look...
                         
          But Nick stares decisively back; after a moment he turns
          sharply and walks off. Dejected, Jordan sweeps inside...
                                                                 116.
                         
                         
          EXT. BUCHANAN MANSION - NIGHT
                         
          As Nick's feet crunch upon the white gravel of the drive, he
          is startled by a voice from the shadows...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Hello old sport...
                         
          Cautiously, Nick approaches the hedge. The closer he gets the
          more certain he becomes: Gatsby is hiding, just below Daisy's
          window. His pace quickens.
                         
                                             NICK
                    What are you doing!?
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Just sitting here...
                         
                                             NICK
                    Yes, I can see that.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Did you see any trouble out on the
                    road?
                         
                                             NICK
                    Trouble!? That woman you ran down
                    is dead Jay!
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    I thought so... I told Daisy I
                                   THOUGHTS SO--
                         
                                             NICK
                    Daisy? Do you hear yourself--
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Its better that the shock should
                    come all at once--
                         
                                             NICK
                    What's wrong with you!? How could
                    you!?
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Please... Keep your voice down, old
                    sport.
                         
                                             NICK
                    Tom was right! You're nothing but a
                    goddamn coward!
                                                                    117.
                         
                         
                                             GATSBY
                                       (THREATENING)
                    Keep your voice down... There. Was.
                    No. Point. In. Stopping.
                         
                                                NICK
                    NO POINT!?
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    It, it killed her instantly. I--
                         
                                             NICK
                    Yes, I was there. I saw! It ripped
                    her open!
                         
          Panicked, Gatsby grabs Nick, trying to explain...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    I understand-- It was... my fault.
                    This woman just rushed out, as if
                    she wanted to speak to us... It all
                    happened so quickly. She-- I...
                    tried-- to turn the wheel.
                         
                                                NICK
                    She?
                         
          SUDDENLY! The CREAK of a door opening. A shaft of light...
                         
          Henri emerges.
                         
          AN INTERMINABLE moment. Gatsby and Nick hold their breaths.
                         
          Finally, Henri goes back in.
                         
          CLOSE ON: Nick, a realization.
                         
                                             NICK (CONT'D)
                    It was Daisy?
                         
          Finally, and very slowly, Gatsby admits.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    You see, after we left New York,
                    she was very nervous. She thought
                    driving would steady her. But this
                    woman, she just rushed out at us.
                         
          CUT TO: We replay the violent accident, this time fully
          REVEALING that it was Daisy behind the wheel...
                         
                                             GATSBY (CONT'D)
                    It all happened so quickly. It
                    wasn't her fault...
                                             (MORE)
                                                                 118.
                         
                                             GATSBY (CONT'D)
                    It was my fault. I should have
                    taken the wheel...
                                       (INTENSE)
                    No one must know. Promise me. No
                    one. Promise me.
                         
                                             NICK
                    Jay-- You shouldn't be here. You
                    should get out of here.
                         
          Gatsby gazes back to the house...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    No. No. No. I'm going to wait. I'll
                    wait all night if necessary. You
                    see, Daisy's locked herself in her
                    room, and she's going to turn her
                    light off and on again if he tries
                    to bother her about that
                    unpleasantness this afternoon. If
                    he tries ANY brutality whatsoever--
                         
                                             NICK
                    Tom won't touch her. He's not even
                    thinking about her...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Oh, I don't trust him, old sport. I
                    don't trust him.
                         
          Nick considers the light at the end of the terrace.
                         
                                             NICK
                    Alright. Alright... You wait here.
                    I'll see if there's any commotion.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Would you do that for me? Thank
                    you. Thank you, old sport.
                         
                         
          EXT. BUCHANAN MANSION - TERRACE - NIGHT
                         
          Nick skirts the terrace...
                         
          Rounding the corner, Nick, unseen in the shadows, can see Tom
          and Daisy sitting at one end of the vast dining table, a
          plate of cold chicken and two bottles of ale between them.
                         
          As Tom speaks intently and earnestly at Daisy, his hand falls
          gently upon hers and she nods tiredly in agreement...
                         
                                             TOM
                    Its going to be all right...
                                                                  119.
                         
                         
          Then, very slowly, Daisy lays her head on Tom's shoulder.
                         
          CLOSE ON: Nick, shocked... angry.
                         
                                                                        DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          EXT. NICK'S BUNGALOW - PORCH - NIGHT
                         
          DISCOVER: Nick sitting, drinking from a bottle of whiskey...
                         
          The sound of a car coming up Gatsby's drive...
                         
                         
          INT. GATSBY'S GARAGE - NIGHT
                         
          CLOSE ON: Gatsby cleaning blood from the Duesenberg's fender.
                         
          Nick appears, coming across the yard.
                         
                                             NICK
                    Jay? Everything alright...?
                         
          Exhausted, Gatsby turns...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Oh, hello, old sport. Yes, yes,
                    everything's just fine... About
                    four o'clock she came to the
                    window; she stood there... Then,
                    well, she turned out the light...
                    So...
                        (beckons to the car)
                    Give me a hand will you old sport?
                         
          CLOSE ON: Nick.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    I should have told him what I had
                    just seen. But all I could manage
                    was...
                         
                                             NICK
                    Jay... You oughtta go away.
                         
          He helps Gatsby cover the car.
                         
                                             NICK (CONT'D)
                    Tonight. They'll trace your car.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                        (as if Nick is crazy)
                    Go away? I can't leave now. Not
                    tonight.
                                                                  120.
                         
                         
                                             NICK
                    Do you understand that a woman has
                    been killed--?
                         
          Nick follows him from the garage toward the house.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Daisy's going to call in the
                    morning. Then we'll make plans, to
                    go away together.
                         
                                             NICK
                    But Jay she--
                         
          Sensing Nick's tone, Gatsby cuts him off and banishes all
          doubt with intense certainty.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    She just needs time to think...
                        (he continues, calm)
                    She'll call. In the morning. She
                    just needs time to think.
                         
                                             NICK
                                   JAY--
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    She just needs to think. She's
                    going to call in the morning.
                         
          Gatsby smiles that smile of endless possibility...
                         
          He turns to go in but stops.
                         
                                             GATSBY (CONT'D)
                    Wait up with me? The suns almost
                    up...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    That was the night he finally told
                    me the truth. All of it.
                         
                                                                        DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          INT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - MAPROOM - NIGHT
                         
          Gatsby's voice echoes through the empty halls of his vast,
          lonely mansion as he confesses...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    You know, I thought for awhile I
                    had a lot of things... But the
                    truth is... I'm empty.
                                             (MORE)
                                                                   121.
                         
                                             GATSBY (CONT'D)
                    I suppose that's why I make things
                    up about myself... But I`ve wanted
                    to tell you the whole story for a
                    long time... You see. I grew up,
                    terribly, terribly poor, old sport.
                    My folks were, well--
                         
          As Gatbsy continues, Nick's V.O. FADES UP:
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    He revealed his humble beginnings,
                    his transformative voyage with Dan
                    Cody, the war, Oxford, and how he'd
                    joined Wolfsheim in the business...
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          EXT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - WHARF - PRE-DAWN
                         
          In the silvery pre-dawn, Nick and Gatsby trail slowly toward
          the end of the dock.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    It was also that night that I
                    became aware of Gatsby's...
                    extraordinary gift for hope.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    ...I can't describe to you how
                    surprised I was to find out that I
                    loved her, old sport. And that she
                    loved me too.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    A gift that I have never found in
                    any other person...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    I never realized just how
                    extraordinary a nice girl could be.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    And which it is not likely I shall
                    ever find again.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    I thought out my life with Daisy in
                    it, trying to figure out how we
                    could marry and struggle along on
                    so many dollars a month...
                         
          Finally, Nick is able to ask:
                                                                    122.
                         
                         
                                             NICK
                    What was in the letter?
                         
          Gatsby reaches the end of the wharf and looks to the green
          light across the bay...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    The truth, the reason why after the
                    war, I hadn't been able to return--
                         
          In the clouds overhead, the IMAGE OF DAISY, in the bathtub
          with the DISSOLVING LETTER... And now, we can see what Gatsby
          wrote in that fateful, last letter: "Daisy, the truth is...
          I'm penniless."
                         
                              GATSBY (O.C.) (CONT'D)
                    I asked her to wait until I'd made
                    something of myself. But-- She was
                    young, there was so much pressure.
                         
          The IMAGE of Daisy fades...
                         
                                             GATSBY (CONT'D)
                    You see, I felt married to her...
                    That was all.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    It had all been for her. The house
                    the parties, everything.
                         
                                                                              CUT TO:
                         
                         
          INT. WILSON'S GARAGE - DAY
                         
          CLOSE ON: A hand takes a revolver from a desk drawer...
                         
          It is Wilson.
                         
          FLOAT: Toward the window behind him...
                         
          WE SEE the staring eyes of Doctor T. J. Eckleberg.
                         
                                             WILSON
                    God sees everything.
                         
                         
          EXT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - TERRACE - MORNING
                         
          Nick and Gatsby are finishing breakfast.
                         
                                             HERZOG
                    Mr. Gatsby sir, excuse me, Chicago
                    calling sir.
                                                                   123.
                         
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Now now. Keep it open. For a
                    personal call...
                         
                                             HERZOG
                    A personal call? Of course.
                         
          The GARDENER comes to the foot of the steps.
                         
                                             GARDENER
                    I'm going to drain the pool today,
                    Mr. Gatsby.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Not today. It's so beautiful.
                                       (TO NICK)
                    You know, old sport, I've never
                    used that pool all summer?
                         
          Gatsby enthusiastically heads down the stairs...
                         
                                             GATSBY (CONT'D)
                    Let's go for a swim. I'll have the
                    phone transferred to the pool...
                         
          As Gatsby heads toward the pool, Nick checks his watch...
                         
                                             NICK
                    Jay, I've got to go. I have to
                    work.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    I understand... Well, I'll walk you
                    out.
                         
          Gatsby leads Nick toward the side gate. At the gate...
                         
                                             NICK
                    I'll call you up.
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Do, old sport, please do.
                                       (A THOUGHT)
                    I suppose Daisy'll call too.
                         
                                             NICK
                    I suppose so... Well... Goodbye.
                         
          Nick lingers... Then they shake hands and he starts away.
          Just before he reaches the hedge he turns back and calls:
                                                                   124.
                         
                         
                                             NICK (CONT'D)
                    They're a rotten crowd! You're
                    worth the whole damn bunch put
                    together!
                         
          First Gatsby nods politely, and then his face breaks into
          that radiant and understanding smile.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    I was always glad I said that... It
                    was the only compliment I ever paid
                    him.
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          INT. PROBITY TRUST BUILDING - NICK'S OFFICE - DAY
                         
          CLOSE ON: Nick, tired, sick-looking.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    That morning, Wall Street boomed,
                    its usual golden roar... But I
                    wasn't worth a decent stroke of
                    work. I waited for Gatsby to call
                    with news...
                         
                         
          EXT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - POOL - DAY
                         
          Gatsby heads for the pool, ready to swim...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    While he waited for Daisy...
                         
          SPLASH! Gatsby dives gracefully into the pool.
                         
          We see Gatsby from below, body gliding through clear water.
                         
                         
          INT. BUCHANAN MANSION - DAISY'S BEDROOM - DAY
                         
          CLOSE ON: A white telephone on a ivory plinth.
                         
          REVEAL: Daisy, considering the phone...
                         
                         
          EXT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - GROUNDS - DAY
                         
          A gun dangles from a hand.
                         
          Wilson's scarecrow shadow ripples across the lawn.
                                                                   125.
                         
                         
          EXT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - POOL - CONTINUOUS
                         
          Gatsby's head breaks the smooth, green surface of the water.
                         
          SUDDENLY! BRRRING!!! The phone rings...
                         
          Gatsby smiles and gazes across toward the green light, toward
          Daisy.
                         
          PULL FOCUS: Atop the monumental stairs, Wilson, raises a gun.
                         
          THE CRACK OF A GUNSHOT!
                         
          CLOSE ON: Gatsby - a moment of strangled, startled, wonder...
          His lips form a final, breathless...
                         
                                               GATSBY
                     Daisy...
                         
          Then his face hardens as he slowly falls backwards... SPLASH!
                         
          Placing his gun in his mouth Wilson pulls the trigger.
                         
          BANNNGG!
                         
                         
          INT. PROBITY TRUST BUILDING - NICK'S OFFICE - CONTINUOUS
                         
          A SILENT IMAGE of Nick screaming into the phone.
                         
                         
          INT. BUCHANAN MANSION - DAISY'S BEDROOM - CONTINUOUS
                         
          Daisy's hand rests on the phone... She never called.
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          EXT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - POOL - DAY
                         
          Gatsby's body descends through a cloud of blood...
                         
                               NICK (V.O.)
                     After all these years, I remember
                     the rest of that day, and that
                     night and the next day as an
                     endless drill...
                         
          Looking up from the bottom of the pool we see a crowd of
          staring faces and the pop of flashbulbs through water...
                         
                               NICK (V.O.)
                     ...of police and photographers and
                     tabloid reporters.
                                              (MORE)
                                                                    126.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.) (CONT'D)
                    The headlines were a nightmare...
                    They pinned everything on Gatsby.
                         
          THROUGH THE WATER HEADLINES FADE IN:
                         
          "BOOTLEGGER KILLS MISTRESS!"
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    The affair with Myrtle...
                         
          "HIT AND RUN"
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    The hit and run...
                         
          "GATSBY GUILTY OF MURDER!"
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    Everything.
                         
                         
          INT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - GRAND BALLROOM - DAY
                         
          ECU: Gatsby's ghostly face...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    And there was nothing I could say
                    except the one unutterable fact
                    that none of it was true...
                         
          PULL TO REVEAL: Gatsby, immaculately attired, is laid out in
          a silver coffin and crowded by a crush of policemen,
          photographers and reporters...
                         
                         
          INT. BUCHANAN MANSION - PORTICO - DAY
                         
          TOP SHOT: Servants carry endless luggage through the hall,
          down the stairs, and out the front door...
                         
          BRRIIING!!! A phone rings OFF-SCREEN.
                         
          At the bottom of the stairs, DISCOVER: Daisy and Pammy.
                         
                                             DAISY
                        (explains to Pammy)
                    Daddy's taking care of his two
                    favorite girls...
                         
          BRRIIING!!!
                         
                                             PAMMY
                    But where are we going?
                                                                 127.
                         
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Just for a little trip. Just you,
                    me, and daddy...
                         
          BRRIIING!!!
                         
          Tom appears beside Daisy.
                         
                                             TOM
                                       (TENDERLY)
                    We should go.
                         
          BRRIIING!!! Finally, at the top of the stairs, Henri answers.
                         
                                             HENRI
                    Buchanan residence.
                         
                         
          INT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - GRAND BALLROOM - CONTINUOUS
                         
          DISCOVER: Nick sits atop the deco stairs, telephone in hand.
                         
          Gatsby coffin is directly below...
                         
                                             NICK
                    May I speak to Mrs. Buchanan? It's
                    Mr. Carraway, her cousin...
                         
                              HENRI (O.S.)
                    Madame is not available.
                         
                                             NICK
                    Well, when you see her, will you
                    tell her, the funeral's tomorrow?
                         
                         
          INT. BUCHANAN MANSION - PORTICO - CONTINUOUS
                         
          Henri looks down to Tom, who shoots a "we're not here" look.
                         
                                             HENRI
                    I'm sorry, but... They have gone
                    away.
                         
                              NICK (O.S.)
                    Gone away...? Do you know when
                    they'll be back.
                         
                                             HENRI
                    No.
                                                                   128.
                         
                         
          INT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - GRAND BALLROOM - CONTINUOUS
                         
                                             NICK
                    Please, I know she would want to be
                    there. If you could just get a
                    message to her--
                         
                              HENRI (O.S.)
                    I have no further information
                    monsieur. Au revoir.
                         
                         
          INT. BUCHANAN MANSION - PORTICO - CONTINUOUS
                         
          CLICK. Henri abruptly hangs up.
                         
                              NICK (O.S.)
                    Hello...? Hello!?
                         
          The Buchanan family exits...
                         
                         
          INT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - GRAND BALLROOM - CONTINUOUS
                         
          As Nick slowly, bitterly hangs up the telephone...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    They were careless people, Tom and
                    Daisy. They smashed up things and
                    people and then retreated back into
                    their money and their vast
                    carelessness...
                         
          He looks to the throng of press swarming like vultures around
          Gatsby's casket. Seized by fury, he snaps and screams as he
          advances down the stairs!
                         
                                             NICK
                    GET OUT! ALL OF YOU OUT! GET
                    OUT...!!!
                         
                                                                        DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          INT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - GRAND BALLROOM - NIGHT
                         
          Time has passed. Nick sits on the steps slouched against the
          rail. He looks down to Gatsby's still face, sad, alone...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    I rang, I wrote, I implored...
                         
          THE CAMERA PUSHES SLOWLY DOWN TOWARD GATSBY:
                                                                  129.
                         
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    But not a single one of the
                    sparkling hundreds who had enjoyed
                    his hospitality all summer,
                    attended the funeral...
                         
          ECU: Gatsby.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    And from Daisy, not even a flower.
                         
          Distraught and exhausted, Nick's eyes slowly close...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    I was all he had; the only one who
                    cared...
                         
                                                                        DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          INT. SANITARIUM - DOCTOR'S OFFICE - SUMMER - MORNING
                         
          Nick is sound asleep on the couch, his typewriter and dozens
          of type-filled pages in front of him. Clearly, he has been
          writing all night...
                         
          The Doctor enters. He looks tenderly to Nick, and picks up a
          loose page from the floor...
                         
          DISSOLVE THROUGH THE PAGE TO:
                         
                         
          EXT. NEW YORK CITY - DAY
                         
          Its winter now.
                         
          The city is blanketed by an unforgiving, cold grey sky...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    After Gatsby's death, New York was
                    haunted for me...
                         
          DISCOVER: Nick, a tumult of anger, grief and despair,
          wandering unshaven through a Fifth Avenue crowd...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    That city... My once golden...
                    shimmering mirage, now made me
                    sick.
                         
                                                                        DISSOLVE TO:
                                                                   130.
                         
                         
          EXT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - FRONT GATES - EVENING
                         
          DRIFT TOWARD: Gatsby's castle, ghostly in the moonlight.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    On my last night in New York... I
                    returned to that huge, incoherent
                    house once more.
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          INT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - NIGHT
                         
          Very drunk, Nick trails over broken relics of lost grandeur,
          through rooms that have been stripped...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    Wolfsheim's 'associates' had
                    cleaned the place out...
                         
          ALL AROUND NICK: Ghostly images from Nick's memory - from all
          those glittering parties, haunting snatches of music,
          laughter and conversation, imagery - mixing and FADING IN AND
          OUT...
                         
                                             JORDAN
                    He threw all those parties hoping
                    she would wander in one night...
                         
                                             NICK
                    Its like an amusement park...
                         
                                             DAISY
                    But how do you live her all alone?
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    She makes it look so splendid,
                    don't you think, old sport?
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Music! And then we can dance all
                    night...
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    Will you come old sport? We... need
                    you.
                         
                                             DAISY
                    I wish it could always be like
                    this...
                                                                   131.
                         
                         
                                             GATSBY
                    It will be...
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          EXT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - TERRACE - NIGHT
                         
          Nick wanders out as a light rain beings to fall.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    I remembered how we had all come to
                    Gatsby's, and guessed at his
                    corruption... While he had stood
                    before us concealing an
                    incorruptible dream...
                         
          A FINAL MEMORY: Gatsby and Daisy together on the dance-
          floor... Daisy leans in and whispers happily to Gatsby...
                         
                                             DAISY
                    Its perfect... From your perfect,
                    irresistible imagination.
                         
                                                                         DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          EXT. GATSBY'S CASTLE - WHARF - NIGHT
                         
          Nick stumbles along the dock; the rain falling steadily now.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    The moon rose higher... And as I
                    stood there, brooding on the old,
                    unknown world, I thought of
                    Gatsby's wonder when he first
                    picked out the green light at the
                    end of Daisy's dock.
                         
          Nick looks to the end of the dock, where he first saw Gatsby
          that warm summer night...
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    He had come such a long way...
                         
          And suddenly, shimmering ghostly through the rain, Gatsby's
          silhouette can be seen once more, gazing out across the bay.
                         
                              NICK (V.O.)
                    And his dream must have seemed so
                    close that he could hardly fail to
                    grasp it.
                         
          Gatsby turns back towards Nick, and smiles...
                                                                     132.
                         
                         
                                NICK (V.O.)
                      He did not know that it was already
                      behind him...
                         
          Nick smiles back.
                         
                                NICK (V.O.)
                      Gatsby believed in the green light,
                      the orgastic future that year by
                      year, recedes before us...
                         
          PUSH PAST GATSBY: Out over the water, toward the green light
          eternally pulsing at the end of Daisy's dock...
                         
                                NICK (V.O.)
                      It eluded us then, but that's no
                      matter - tomorrow we will run
                      faster...
                         
          Gatsby reaches out--
                         
                                NICK (V.O.)
                      Stretch out our arms farther... And
                      one fine morning...
                         
          As we PUSH PAST Gatbsy's outstretched hand, THE OPENING IMAGE
          RETURNS: The green light pulsing in the abstract dark...
                         
          Nick's final words appear as TYPE ON THE SCREEN.
                         
                                NICK (V.O.)
                      So we beat on, boats against the
                      current, borne back ceaselessly,
                      into the past.
                         
                                                                           DISSOLVE TO:
                         
                         
          INT. SANTITARIUM - NICK'S ROOM - SUMMER - DAY
                         
          Nick pulls a final page from his typewriter, sets the page on
          top of his completed manuscript and we clearly see the title:
                         
          "GATSBY."
                         
          Nick considers this and then handwrites:
                         
          "THE GREAT..."
                         
          DISSOLVE THROUGH THE FINAL TITLE - "THE GREAT GATSBY" - TO:
          The green light. It pulses one last time... Then, fades to
          BLACK.
                         
          THE END.
                          


Great Gatsby, The



Writers :   Baz Luhrmann  Craig Pearce
Genres :   Drama  Romance


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