Hud

Hud Bannon:
The only question I ever ask any woman is "What time is your husband coming home?"

Hud Bannon:
You don't look out for yourself, the only helping hand you'll ever get is when they lower the box.

Hud Bannon:
You gonna let them shoot your cows out from under you on account of a schoolbook disease?

Homer Bannon:
That's your solution for getting out of a tight? To pass bad beef on to my neighbors who wouldn't know what they was getting? Or maybe risk starting an epidemic in the entire country?

Hud Bannon:
This country is run on epidemics, where you been? Price fixing, crooked TV shows, inflated expense accounts. How many honest men you know? Why you separate the saints from the sinners, you're lucky to wind up with Abraham Lincoln. Now I want out of this spread what I put into it, and I say let us dip our bread into some of that gravy while it is still hot.

Homer Bannon:
You're an unprincipled young man Hud.

Hud Bannon:
Don't let that worry you none. You got enough for both of us.

Homer Bannon:
It don't take long to kill things, not like it takes to grow.

Homer Bannon:
You don't care about people Hud. You don't give a damn about 'em. Oh, you got all that charm goin' for ya. And it makes the youngsters want to be like ya. That's the shame of it because you don't value anything. You don't respect nothing. You keep no check on your appetites at all. You live just for yourself. And that makes you not fit to live with.

Homer Bannon:
Little by little the look of the country changes because of the men we admire. You're just going to have to make up your own mind one day about what's right and wrong.

Hud Bannon:
I'll remember you, honey. You're the one that got away.

Hud Bannon:
This world is so full of crap, a man's gonna get into it sooner or later whether he's careful or not.

Hud Bannon:
Nobody gets out of life alive.

Lonnie Bannon:
It's a lonely old night isn't it?

Hud Bannon:
Ain't they all?

Hud Bannon:
My momma used to love me, but she died.

Lonnie Bannon:
I don't think so... not unless dirt is a better place than air.

Hud Bannon:
Don't go shootin' all the dogs cause one of 'em has fleas.

Hud Bannon:
Now wait a minute. You sure you didn't give him some encouragement? 'Cause I was sittin' way across the room and got a little encouraged watchin' you move around inside that dress.

Hud Bannon:
Now I don't want to be hoggish. Lon, you want some of him?

Homer Bannon:
Don't do that, Hud; they help keep the country clean. Besides, it's against the law.

Hud Bannon:
Well, I've always thought the law was meant to be interpreted in a lenient manner. Sometimes I lean one way and sometimes I lean the other.

[It has been an hour or so since a drunken Hud attempted to rape Alma. Now, at the bus station, she remains seated as he approaches. She watches him coolly, while helping herself to a smoke. Hud just stands there, looking down at her.]

Hud Bannon:
Well, it looks like we're losing a good cook. [He smiles] Maybe we should've boosted your salary. [She gazes at him but doesn't say anything] You're not letting that little ruckus we had run you off, are you?

Alma:
[evenly] So far as I can get on a bus ticket.

Hud Bannon:
Are you claiming I'm the first guy who ever put his foot in your door? [She shakes her head negatively] But I'm the first one who ever got rough, huh...? Well, I'm sorry. That wasn't my style. I don't usually get rough with my women. [He smiles again] I generally don't have to.

Alma:
You're rough on everybody.

Hud Bannon:
[unruffled] So they tell me.

[She flicks away her cigarette. As always, she is honest.]

Alma:
You want to know something funny? It would have happened eventually, without the roughhousing. You look pretty good without your shirt on, you know...The sight of that through the kitchen window made me put my dish towel down more than once.

Hud Bannon:
[wry] Why didn't you speak up sooner?

[She shrugs. The bus appears beside them, and its door swings open. Alma rises. Hud puts her suitcase in. As she places a foot on the step, he pulls Alma back into his arms and kisses her. It takes a moment, and then she responds unabashed. The ardent embrace signifies what might have been. Finally, they separate again. Hud looks rueful.]

Hud Bannon:
I'll remember you, honey. You're the one that got away.

[She gets onto the bus and it goes, leaving him standing there on the pavement.]

Lonnie Bannon:
I wouldn't mind driving her the long way home.

Hud Bannon:
You ought to take a crack at that. Get all the good you can out of seventeen 'cause it sure wears out in one hell of a hurry.

Hud Bannon:
...Where's my Jack Daniels?

Alma Brown:
I'd say you already drank it.

[Hud nuzzles one side of her neck from behind]

Alma Brown:
I don't like sudden passes.

Hud Bannon:
Well, there's another coming up on your right.

[He nuzzles the other side of her neck]

Alma Brown:
Don't you ever ask?

Hud Bannon:
The only question I ever ask any woman is, "What time is your husband coming home?" Now come on, let's get our shoelaces untied.

Alma Brown:
I've been asked with more finesse in my day.

[Hud backs off at last]

Hud Bannon:
I wouldn't want to come off crude. Want some perfume?

Alma Brown:
Sure; how about some colored beads and wampum, while you're at it?

Hud Bannon:
Whatever I need to make you trade.

Alma Brown:
Thanks, but I've done my time with one cold-blooded bastard; I'm not looking for another.

Hud Bannon:
It's too late, honey. You've already found him.

[Hud has just parked his car in Alma's flower bed...again]

Alma Brown:
Why do you ALWAYS park that thing in my flowers!?

Hud Bannon:
Because you keep planting them where I park, that's why.

Alma Brown:
You and your car smell like Chanel #5. You weren't riding the range this afternoon, were you?

Hud Bannon:
I sure wasn't.

Alma Brown:
How does Truman Peters's wife make time for you, in the middle of the day?

Hud Bannon:
She just drops everything for me, honey.

Alma Brown:
I guess it beats housework, doesn't it?

[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.

Hud Bannon:
Give me a clean white shirt.

Alma Brown:
Boy, you're real big with the "please" and "thank you," aren't you?

Hud Bannon:
Please get up off your lazy butt and get me a clean white shirt. Thank you.

Hud:
I ain't a hundred years old, I don't need a week's rest like he does

Lonnie:
He can't help being an old man, Hud.

[Hud has no response so pushes hard on the gas pedal]

Hud (to government inspector):
Call it your job, don't make it right.

Homer Bannon (to Hud Bannon):

How did a man like you ever come to be a son to me?

Hud Bannon:
[Having slept with Joe's wife, Hud blames it on Lonnie - who has just come to collect Hud. Joe is ready to murder Lonnie on the spot, but Hud prevents him from doing so] Lay off him, he's diabetic; don't worry, I'll cool his temperature but good. [to Lonnie, as they're driving away] Relax, Fantan; you'll be able to charge a stud fee for yourself, after that story gets around town.

Hud Bannon:
It happens to everybody - Nobody gets out of life alive.

Alma Brown:
[to Lonnie] Boys with impure thoughts break into acne. Keep it up and you'll see.

Senile old man, went down to Mexico, bought hisself a buncha sick cows...