The Great Gatsby1974

Jay Gatsby:
Summer's almost over. It's sad, isn't it? Makes you want to - I don't know - reach out and hold it back.

Nick Carraway:
There'll be other summers.

Jay Gatsby:
[Turning to Nick] How 'bout a swim?

Nick Carraway:
Maybe later.

Jay Gatsby:
Hrmm.

Nick Carraway:
I'll give you a call - around noon?

Jay Gatsby:
Fine, old sport. I'll be at the pool. [Jay watches Nick walk away for a moment before calling out to him] Nick? Thank you.

Nick Carraway:
[Nick nods and then continues on his way. But then he suddenly turns back] They're a rotten crowd. You're worth the whole damn bunch put together. [the two smile at one another and then Nick walks away, waving a hand back over his shoulder]