Hud Page #2

- No.

I wish I knew where some girls

get the time.

By the time I finish scrubbing the floor,

cleaning the bathtub, hanging clothes...

- They just drop everything, honey.

- I suppose it does beat housework.

- Want an orange? I'll peel it for you.

- No, thanks.

Look, it says "Florida" on it.

We grow 'em right here in Texas

and they send them in from Florida.

That makes sense, doesn't it?

Yeah.

The checker at the A and P market

says you're seeing Truman Peters' wife.

Is that what he says?

He says she got a bad temper. Her maid

quit because she hollers so much.

Well, our maid's gonna get canned

'cause she's talking too much.

- You want a Fig Newton?

- No.

Just leave a little something for dinner,

will you?

You still eating bread?

After steak and flour gravy, hominy,

fried okra and onions, and hot rolls?

May have looked a lot,

but it melted away.

- Hud didn't want dinner?

- He's prettying up. He'll eat later.

What's for dessert?

You think a freezer-full

of peach ice cream would do?

I've been waiting all winter

for those Alberta peaches.

That's what you've been waiting for?

How about those peachy pin-ups

you hide with your socks?

That's private. Stay out of there.

I'm a girl.

They don't do a thing for me.

I'll dish up the ice cream on the porch.

It's cooler.

That'll be fine, Alma.

Go on, before you wet your didy.

Alma!

Yeah?

Give me a clean white shirt.

You're big with "please"

and "thank you".

Please get off your lazy butt

and get me a clean shirt. Thank you.

- Had trouble getting the lipstick out.

- Let's try yours. It might wash out easier.

- Let's not.

- You ain't getting any younger.

- What are you saving it for?

- Tabs are in the collar.

- Hear the whippoorwill?

- I think there's two of 'em.

I've never seen one of those birds.

All you do is hear 'em calling.

What are you thinking about, Lon?

I don't know. Just looking up

ahead, I guess. To what's coming.

Thinking about your worries

and ambitions?

Yeah, that and having a car

of my own to tear around in. And girls.

I expect you'll get your share of what's

good. A boy like you deserves it.

It's getting late.

My daddy sure looks like

his collar was choking him.

- Those were his Sunday best.

- I don't remember him any.

I do.

You don't carry a picture

of Hud, do you?

No, I don't.

But he's your son,

same as my dad was.

Yep, he is.

- What are you holding against him?

- He knows and you don't need to.

- There you go.

- Thanks.

- Ain't you having any?

- I'm trying to lose a couple of pounds.

I'll do those dishes later.

I've got to get off these feet.

- Kitchen's your department, Alma.

- Seen enough of it for today.

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