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EXT. BUS STATION Alma remains seated as he approaches, smoking, watching him coolly. He stands looking down at her. HUD Well, it looks like we're losin a good cook. (smiles) Maybe we shoulda boosted your salary a little bit. (She merely looks at him) You're not lettin that little ruckus we had run you off, are you? ALMA (Evenly) As far as I can get on a bus ticket. HUD Are you claimin I'm the first guy who ever put his foot in your door? ALMA No. HUD But I'm the first one who ever got rough, huh? (He pauses) Well I'm sorry. That wasn't my style. I don't usually get rough with my women. (Smiles again) I generally don't have to. ALMA You're rough on everybody. HUD (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 roughhouse. You look pretty good without your shirt on, you know -- the sight of that through the kitchen window made me put my dish to
