The script for the film baby doll (1956)

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She \nits her ancient brow, unable to recall precisely when the long visit started. silva: I hope you don't mind drinking out of a gourd. He hands her the gourd of well water. Rock returns, saying aloud . . . rock: I could think of worse ways to spend a hot afternoon than delivering cool well water to Mrs. Meighan. aunt rose: SCUSE ME PLEASE! That ole hen, Fussy, has just gone back in my kitchen! She runs crazily to the house. Baby Doll has wandered bac\ to the cistern as if unconsciously drawn by the magnetism of the two young males. baby doll: They's such a difference in water! You wouldn't think so, but there certainly is. silva: (To Rock) Hold the dipper, I'll pump! He brings up more water; then strips off his shirt and empties the brimming dipper over his head and at the same time he says to Rock . . . silva: Go stay with the cotton. Go on! Stay with the cotton. Rock goes. baby doll: I wouldn't dare to expose myself like that. I take such terrible sunburn. silva: I like the feel of a hot sun on my body. baby doll: That's not sunburn though. You're natcherally dark. Page 51