Gus takes a long, drunken look at him.
GUS
You... fucked her! Goddamn dumb sonofabitch... You fucked her!
Goddamn, you are one dumb sonofabitch --
NICK
(trying to quiet him)
I'm not gonna get AIDS, pop --don't worry about it. I always use a rubber.
GUS
(loud)
I don't give a... flyin'... chili-bean... fart about AIDS!
NICK
(grins; quietly)
You oughta use a rubber, pop. You really should.
GUS
(loud)
What in the hell for? You think I'm gettin' any at my age?
I don't like blue-haired women. I don't like 'em.
NICK
(straight)
You don't like punk rockers?
GUS
(loud)
Say what?
INT. A DINER - NIGHT
Gus is eating chili, drinking coffee. Hick keeps pouring him more coffee.
NICK
(grins)
You feeling better?
GUS
(loud)
I feel fine!
Nick pours him more coffee; Gus guzzles it.
GUS
(loud)
How could you fuck her?