Hud Page #6

for coming out in person to tell us.

Start shooting.

It didn't take long.

It don't take long to kill things.

Not like it does to grow.

There's a couple we missed. I'll get 'em.

Where do you think you're going?

Finish this job. Somebody needs to.

Well, you just close that gate.

I'll kill them two myself,

seeing as how I raised 'em.

Something wrong with you, mister?

- There's no guarantee you'll do it.

- He just said he would.

You get in the car.

We'll finish burying those carcasses,

then we're leaving.

Mr Bannon can handle the rest of this

without us bothering him.

You just get along, Mr Burris.

I know none of this ain't your doing.

You see about the burying and

then get that fella off my ranch.

All I can say is, I'm sorry.

I'm sure sorry.

He ain't such a bad fella.

Just got a cruddy job.

Boys, I don't plan to have any work

around here for some time.

I can't afford to keep you on

till things get better so...

...l'll just have to let you go.

Give me the rifle.

Lord, but I have chased

them longhorns many a mile.

I don't know if I can kill 'em.

But I guess I can.

I guess this is the worst thing

that ever happened to you.

Oh, I'll get over it.

If my health don't go to failing me.

Lon, you go away someplace.

Well, them old bulls are hard to kill.

Drag 'em away and bury 'em.

Bury 'em quick. Go on.

Did you call about the bus for me?

- Yeah, it leaves at 10.26.

- Can I buy my ticket on it?

Yeah, they said that would be OK.

- I got $200 calf money, if you're short.

- You just keep it.

Well, I'm ready.

I wish you weren't going off

and leaving us, Alma.

Look after your grandpa. He's getting

old and feeble. He's your job now.

We need you around here. I sure do.

You'll get along just fine.

I wish you'd stay.

I've been all over this country, looking for

the exact right place and right people,

so once I got stopped,

I wouldn't have to be moving again.

And it just hasn't worked out.

Goodbye, honey.

You take care of yourself.

And don't you be lazy now.

How are you, Pee Wee?

Looks like we're losing a good cook.

Maybe we should've

boosted your salary a little.

You ain't letting that little ruckus we

had run you off, are you?

As far as I can get on a bus ticket.

Are you claiming I'm the first guy

ever stuck his foot in your door?

- No.

- I'm the first that ever got rough, huh?

Well, I'm sorry. That ain't my style.

I don't usually get rough with my women.

Generally don't have to.

- You're rough on everybody.

- So they tell me.

You know, it would've happened

eventually without the rough house.

You look pretty good

without your shirt on.

Sight of that through the window

often made me put down my dishtowel.

Why didn't you speak up sooner?

I'll remember you, honey.

You're the one that got away.

Come on, boy, get!

Knucklehead, why d'you hit the brakes?

You got your life's work

paying for this car.

Granddad's out here.

He's crawling in the road.

Granddad, what happened?

Are you hurt?

I wanted to take a look around the place.

I fell off my horse.

- He's hurt pretty bad.

- Let me up.

- Come on.

- A man ain't to crawl.

Take my car to the ranch. Call an

ambulance. Tell them to get here quick.

Tell them we got an awful sick man here.

Let me up.

It won't start.

All right, forget it. Forget it.

There's a bottle of whiskey in the dash.

Bring it over.

Easy, easy, old man.

Don't make me drink that stuff.

Go to the main road, flag a car down.

Get some help up here. Move!

- Don't send him away, Hud.

- I'm right here, Granddad. Don't worry.

I feel kinda cold.

Everything's gonna be all right.

- I don't know if I want it to be.

- Don't say that. You'll be just fine.

I feel like throwing in the sponge.

Like givin' up.

You've never quit on anything

in your whole life.

Hud there's waiting on me.

And he ain't a patient man.

He isn't gone, is he?

Yeah.

I meant to buy him a brand-new

blanket-lined jacket.

And give it to him some time or other.

Lonnie. Hey.

It was the best thing.

He was wore out and he knew it.

He didn't seem so bad.

He didn't seem so bad off at all.

Well, he was. Trying to get up.

Hurting himself.

He couldn't have made it.

Anyway,

he couldn't have made it another hour.

He could if he'd wanted to. You fixed

it so he didn't want to any more.

You don't know the whole story.

Yeah, him and me fought many

and many a round together.

But I guess you could say I helped him

about as much as he ever helped me.

How did you help him, Hud?

By trying to sell him out?

By taking the heart out of him?

By making him give up and quit?

Is that how you helped him?

He ain't in any loaf-around eternal life.

He's the way he always was.

Enjoying his good horses.

Looking after the land.

Trying to figure out ways

to beat the dry weather and wind.

Settle down. You've still

got the graveyard in front of you.

I know what you're feeling, but look at it

this way. He's gone to a better place.

I don't think so.

Not unless dirt is a better place than air.

Well, we took him to the graveyard

and put him down.

It's all over with now.

- What have you got there?

- My gear.

Going someplace?

Yeah.

Travelling kinda light, ain't ya?

Got everything I need.

Planning to go for good?

That's right.

What about your half of the spread here?

Put my share in the bank. I'm going

somewhere else to work for a while.

If I can happen on to a job.

Ain't you a little bit green

to go cutting loose on your own?

Well, we'll see.

I was about your age

when I went in the army.

Your granddaddy bought me a Mars

candy bar at the station, and said,

"Character's the only thing

I got to give you. Be a man."

Well, I guess he was kinda worried.

Your trying so hard to get out of the draft.

Honcho!

I just wanted you to know that

if you don't make your million, you can

always come back and work for me.

I won't be back this way.

I guess you've come to be of your

granddaddy's opinion

that I ain't fit to live with.

That's too bad.

We might've whooped it up some.

That's the way

you used to want it.

I used to. So long, Hud.

Fantan, this world is so full of crap,

a man's gonna get into it sooner or later,

whether he's careful or not.

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