I can’t let him go. I can’t. There must be some way to bring him back. Oh, I can’t think about that now. I’ll go crazy if I do, I...I’ll think about it tomorrow. I must think about it. I must think about it. What is there to do? What is there that matters?
SCARLETT:
Tara! Home. I’ll go home. And I’ll think of some way to get him back. After all, tomorrow is another day!