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The Great Gatsby
Transcript of The Great Gatsby
“Well these books are all scientific,” insisted Tom, glancing at her impatiently. “This fellow has worked out the whole thing. It’s up to us, who are the dominant race, to watch out or these other races will have control of things.”
“We’ve got to beat them down,” whispered Daisy, winking ferociously toward the fervent sun.
“This idea is that we’re Nordics. I am, and you are, and you are, and—” After an infinitesimal hesitation he included Daisy with a slight nod, and she winked at me again. “—And we’ve produced all the things that go to make civilization—oh, science and art, and all that. Do you see?”
There was something pathetic in his concentration…
The Great Gatsby
The Naive Mr. Carraway
"And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as thing grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer." (4)
We drove over to Fifth Avenue, so warm and soft, almost pastoral, on the summer Sunday afternoon that I wouldn’t have been surprised to see a great flock of white sheep turn the corner. (28)
I'm inclined to reserve all judgments, a habit that had opened up many curious natures to me and also made me the victim of not a few veteran bores. (1)
Fitzgerald, F. Scott. The Great Gatsby. New York: Scribner, 1925. Print.
The Great Gatsby. Dir. Baz Luhrmann. Perf. Leonardo Dicaprico, Tobey Maguire, Carey Mulligan, Joel Edgerton, Elizabeth Debicki. Warner Bros. Studio, 2013. Film.
The Golden Girl
"'Her voice is full of money‘...That was it. I‘d never understood
before. It was full of money –
that was the inexhaustible
charm that rose and fell in it, the jingle of it, the cymbals‘ song of it...High in a white palace the king‘s daughter, the golden girl.. (120)
"Are you in love with me" (85)
"It excited him, too, that many men
had already loved Daisy--it increased her value in his eyes." (149)
"It'll show you how I've gotten to feel about – things. Well, she was less than an hour old and Tom was God knows where. I woke up out of the ether with an utterly abandoned feeling, and asked the nurse right away if it was a boy or a girl. She told me it was a girl, and so I turned my head away and 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.'" (1.116-118)
“They weren’t happy, and neither of them had touched the chicken or the ale—and yet they weren’t unhappy either. There was an unmistakable air of natural intimacy about the picture, and anybody would have said that they were conspiring together” (152).
"She was incurably dishonest. She wasn't able to endure being at a disadvantage and, given this unwillingness, I suppose she had begun dealing in subterfuges when she was very young in order to keep that cool, insolent smile turned to the world and yet satisfy the demands of her hard jaunty body” (58).
“The only completely stationary object in the room was an enormous couch on which two young women were buoyed up as though upon an anchored balloon. They were both in white, and their dresses were rippling and fluttering as if they had just been blown back in after a short flight around the house” (14).
"She wore her evening dress, all her dresses, like sports clothes"
"She hesitated. Her eyes fell on Jordan and me with a sort of appeal, as though she realized at last what she was doing-- and as though she had never, all along, intended doing anything at all. But it was done now. It was too late" (132).
“He took down his drink as if it were a drop in the bottom of a glass”(10)
“...he seemed to fill those glistening boots until he strained the top lacing, and you could see a great pack of muscle shifting when his shoulder moved under his thin coat. It was a body capable of enormous leverage—a cruel body” (7)
“Her husband, among various physical accomplishments, had been one of the most powerful ends that ever played football at New Haven—a national figure in a way, one of those men who reaches such an acute limited excellence at twenty-one that everything afterward is savors of anticlimax” (6)
"Self Control!" repeated Tom incredulously. "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.... Nowadays people begin by sneering at family life and family institutions, and next they'll throw everything overboard and have intermarriage between black and white" (130)
“And what's more I love Daisy too. Once in a while I go on a spree and make a fool of myself, but I always come back, and in my heart I love her all the time.”(131)
"At her first big golf tournament there
was a row that nearly reached the
newspapers-- a suggestion that she had moved her ball from a bad lie in the semi-final round.
The thing approached the proportions of a scandal-- then dies away. A caddy retracted his statement, and the only, other witness admitted that he might have been mistaken" (57).
“I cant speak about what happened five years ago because I didn't know Daisy then---and 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.” (131)
“Listen,” said Tom, Shaking him a little. “I just got here a minute ago, from New York, I was bringing you that coupe we've been talking about. That yellow car I was driving this afternoon wasn't mine---do you hear? I haven't seen it all afternoon.”(141)
and Cool Miss Baker
The Powerful Tom Buchanan
"But there was Jordan beside me, who, unlike Daisy, was too wise ever to carry well-forgotten dreams from age to age" (135).
"Well, first Daisy turned away from the woman toward the other car, and then she lost here nerve and turned back. The second my hand reached the wheel I felt the shock-- it must have killed her instanly" (144).
"'They're such beautiful shirts,' he sobbed, her voice muffled in the thick folds. 'It makes me sad because I've never seen such-- such beautiful shirts before'" (92).
“'Don’t be morbid,' Jordan said. 'Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall'” (118).
The instant her voice broke off ceasing to compel my attention, my belief, I felt the basic insincerity of what she had said. It made me uneasy, as though the whole evening had been a trick of some sort to exact a contributory emotion from me. (17)
Who is Nick Carraway?
Tell us how you really feel, Nick?
I am part of that, a little solemn with the feel of those long winters, a little complacent from growing up in the Carraway house in a city where dwellings are still called through decades by a family’s name. (176)
To a certain temperament the situation might have seemed intriguing – my own instinct was to telephone immediately for the police (16)
Every one suspects himself of at least one of the cardinal virtues, and this is mine: I am one of the few honest people that I have ever known. (59)
Dishonesty in a woman is a thing you never blame deeply – I was casually sorry, and then I forgot. (58)
I had talked with him perhaps six times in the past month and found, to my disappointment, that he had little to say. So my first impression, that he was a person of some undefined consequence, had gradually faced and he had become simply the proprietor of an elaborate road-house next door. (64)
I’d be damned if I’d go in; I’d had enough of all of them for one day, and suddenly that included Jordan too. (142)
Something in his leisurely movement and the secure position of his feet upon the lawn suggested that it was Mr. Gatsby himself, come out to determine what share was his of our local heavens. (20)
And with this doubt, his whole statement fell to pieces, and I wondered if there wasn’t something a little sinister about him, after all. (65)
“They’re a rotten crowd,” I shouted across the lawn. “You’re worth the whole damn bunch put together.” / I’ve always been glad I said that. It was the only compliment I ever gave him, because I disapproved of him from beginning to end. (154)
The Truth Shall Set You Free...
For a while these reveries provided an outlet for his imagination; they were a satisfactory hint of the unreality of reality, a promise that the rock of the world was founded securely on a fairy’s wing. (99)
It is invariably saddening to look through new eyes at things upon which you have expended your own powers of adjustment. (104)
No wasting time at Shafters or [a name, indecipherable]
No more smoking or chewing
Bath every other day
Read one improving book or magazine per wee
Save $5.00 [crossed out] $3.00 per week
Be better to parents (Fitzgerald, 181)
Rise from bed........6.00 A.M.
Dumbbell exercise and wall-scaling..........6.15-6.30 "
Study electricity, etc..........7.15-8.15 "
Baseball and sports...........4.30-5.00 "
Practice elocution, poise and how to attain it.........5.00-6.00 "
Study needed inventions............7.00-9.00 "
The Poor Little
"Somebody told me they thought he killed a man once."
"It's more that he was a German spy during the war."
"I heard that from a man who knew all about him, grew up with him in Germany,"
"it couldn't be that, because he was in the American army during the war."
“He smiled understandingly-much more than understandingly. It was one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, that you may come across four or five times in life. It faced--or seemed to face--the whole eternal world for an instant, and then concentrated on you with an irresistible prejudice in your favor. It understood you just as far as you wanted to be understood, believed in you as you would like to believe in yourself, and assured you that it had precisely the impression of you that, at your best, you hoped to convey.”
"I thought you inherited your money."
"I did, old sport," he said automatically, "but I lost most of it in the big panic – the panic of the war."
I think he hardly knew what he was saying, for when I asked him what business he was in he answered, "That's my affair," before he realized that it wasn't the appropriate reply.
The truth was that Jay Gatsby, of West Egg, Long Island, sprang from his Platonic conception of himself. He was a son of God—a phrase which, if it means anything, means just that—and he must be about His Father's business, the service of a vast, vulgar, and meretricious beauty. So he invented just the sort of Jay Gatsby that a seventeen year old boy would be likely to invent, and to this conception he was faithful to the end.
"He was at present a penniless young man without a past and at any moment the invisible cloak of his uniform might slip from his shoulders."
“Can’t repeat the past?…Why of course you can!”
The Dishonest Jordan