Man: Hell, you""re crazy.Lewis: No s--t.Hey, fill that one up with gas, huh, OK?As the mountain man pumps gas, Bobby ridicules the strange man""s repulsive look:Say, mister, I love the way you wear that hat.It slowly follows his arm up o his immaculate white tuxedo to his sober face as he drags on his cigarette.You come back to work on the paper, and if we find we can""t get along in a friendly fashion, we""ll get married again.Jules Furthman and William Faulkner partnered their talents to write the screenplay, retaining some of the sharp dialogue from the book.