Henry Soames: You better get home, I don't want your folks to worry. Callie Wells: Henry, you're such an old lady. Callie Wells: [Callie has hitch hiked with a trucker to go to Indiana and just finished having a conversation about where she was going and what she was doing] Looks like a Cock pit in here. Trucker: You like it? Callie Wells: Excuse me? Callie Wells: [The trucker then puts the moves on Callie] No, that's okay. Trucker: Look don't give me that. Callie Wells: What? Trucker: [In a sort of high toned voice] Look don't give me that, I hate kids. Callie Wells: [In a firm voice] Look, I am not a kid. Trucker: [With a smile] I can see that you're not.