Hud1963

[Hud sits with Alma on her bed]

Hud Bannon:
You're a fine housekeeper, a fine cook, and a fine laundress. What else are you good at?

Alma Brown:
Taking care of myself.

Hud Bannon:
A piece of corn-silk like you shouldn't need to.

Alma Brown:
That's what my first husband used to tell me. Then he took my wallet and my gasoline card, left me stranded at a hotel in downtown Albuquerque.

Hud Bannon:
What did you do, wear your curlers to bed? Is that why he made for the hills?

Alma Brown:
He was a gambler. He's probably up at Vegas right now, dealing all night and losing it back in the daytime.

Hud Bannon:
Man like that sounds no better than a heel.

Alma Brown:
Aren't you all?

Hud Bannon:
Honey, don't go shooting all the dogs just because one of them's got fleas.

Alma Brown:
I was married to Ed for six years. Only thing he was ever good for was scratching my back where I couldn't reach it.

Hud Bannon:
You still got that itch?

Alma Brown:
Off and on.

Hud Bannon:
Well, let me know when it gets to bothering you.