[first lines]

Stella Clayton: Hughie, where are you boys goin' at this hour with all that booze?

Hughie Peyton: Huntin'.

Stella Clayton: Don't you work any more Hughie Peyton?

Charlie Miller: His wife give 'im a few days off.

Stella Clayton: Aw hell.

[walks away]

Hughie Peyton: That Stella can really pack a pair of Levis, can't she?

Charlie Miller: I like it.

[shouting as they pull away in their boat]

Charlie Miller: Hey Stella, just put it on my tab...

Stella Clayton: I swear those boys were behind the door when when brains were passed out.