Urban Cowboy

Plant Supervisor: [Bud is interviewing for a job at the oil refinery where Uncle Bob works] Bud Davis, huh? Bud: My, my full name is Buford Uon Davis, but nobody calls me Buford 'cept my Grandmother, and she's half Indian. My initials are B.U.D., it spells Bud. Plant Supervisor: [mildly annoyed] I can spell, boy. [looks at application more closely] Which pipeline? There ain't one in Spur. Bud: Yes there is. Came in last Spring. I was workin' on insulatin' it. Uncle Bob told me you was hiring, so I thought I'd come and check it out. Plant Supervisor: Most of our insulating we contract out. But I can start you as a general helper. A flunky, a gofer.You know what a gofer is, boy? Bud: I think it means, you know, "go for" things. [pause] Or it could mean you're an animal. Plant Supervisor: Around here they're on the same level. Start you at the bottom. You work up. [Looks at Bud intensely] I wanna tell you one thing. You're gettin' this job because of your Uncle Bob. He's been here a long

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Sissy: You a real cowboy? Bud: Well that depends on what you think a real cowboy is. Sissy: The other night you had a beard? Bud: That's right. Sissy: It looked good. You shouldn't have shaved it. Bud: Damn, who asked you? Sissy: No one. [pause] Know how to two step? Bud: Yup. Sissy: [pause] Wanna prove it? Bud: Alright.

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Bud: Now, you gotta learn something - there are just certain things a girl can't do. Sissy: Name one. Marshall: I can name several, like pissing on the side of a wall, getting laid while your pants are still on... Sissy: Why would you want to?

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Bud: How are you gonna get home? Sissy: I got a thumb, I got a middle finger! Bud: Come on, Sissy. Sissy: Look, Bud, you hit me! Bud: I didn't hit you that hard! You don't know what hard is. Sissy: Just leave me alone. Bud: Fine, forget it. Sissy: "Fine, forget it."

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Bud: There's certain things a man wants from his wife. Like to be here when he gets home and to cook once in a while and clean up. Make good love to him. [pause] Look, I know that's good, OK? But that ain't enough. Sissy: I just thought we'd go to McDonald's. Bud: Goddammit! McDonald's again?! Sissy: Shit I work, too! You're making out like I have nothing to do all day! Bud: [about his aunt] That's what I told her! I said you worked! She said we live like pigs! Sissy: She said that? Look, I don't wanna fight with you. Bud: Well, I don't wanna fight either. Wanna go to Gilley's tonight? Sissy: No. Bud: Come here. Come here. You mad at me? Come on, let's go to Gilley's. It'll make us feel better. Sissy: OK.

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Bud: [about Wes] You layin' him? Sissy: I ain't layin' him. Bud: You lied to me. Sissy: I was with Jessie, but I just didn't say where. Bud: My daddy once told me if a woman'll lie about one thing, she'll lie about another. Sissy: Bud, will you just take off your shirt? Bud: Just get away from me! I don't need your help and I don't want your help. I don't want you showin' off on that goddamn bull no more, neither. Sissy: I wasn't showin' off! Bud: What the hell do you call it if you don't call it showin' off?! Huh?! Sissy: I call it riding it. Bud: Oh, just riding it, huh? Sissy: That's right, riding it. And I'm gonna ride it again and again, as much as I want to! Bud: No, you're not. You think you are, but you ain't. Sissy: You know, you're not my daddy! You can't tell me what to do! Bud: Look, I'm the next best thing better than your daddy. I'm your husband, and I say you ain't never riding it, ever! Sissy: I think you're just jealous 'cause I can ride it better than you. Bud: I'm wh

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