I saw the Movie Hombre this weekend in the wee hours of the morning. I really liked the character Jessie. I thought she was mean at first but she really grew on me. Here is some dialog.

Doris: I like Dr. Favor.
Doris: He has such lovely manners.
Doris: I was noticing his hands.
Doris: He keeps his nails so nice and clean.
Audra: He's very proud of his hands and feet, they're so small.
Audra: I, on the other hand, am proud of his brain. It's very large.
Doris: He reads a lot, doesn't he?
Doris: Far into the night, which is just as well. 'Cause when he takes his trousers off and folds them neatly and hangs them over the back of a chair, that sharp, exciting intelligence of his doesn't count for very much. All we're left with is thin, spindly legs with those little blue veins on them and all the knots and bumps.
Jessie: A love match, huh?
Audra: When I was 18 and a student of his and I heard him read Robert Browning. But now I'm 35, and I hear him cough up phlegm.
Doris: They all make those noises... bathroom noises and bedroom noises.
Audra: Well, I suppose we've all felt the same chill.
Jessie: Not me. I like men. They may have put a little gray in my hair, but I keep coming back for more, so they must have something.