Jack: I worked in a squid boat in Monterey. Then I went down to the Los Angeles to the pier in Santa Monica and started doin portraits there for 10 cents apiece.
Rose: Why can't I be like you Jack? Just head out for the horizon whenever I feel like it. Say we'll go there sometime to that pier. Even if we only ever just talk about it.
Jack: No, we'll do it. We'll drink cheap beer, we'll ride on the rollercoaster til we throw up, then we'll ride horses on the beach, right in the surf--now but you'll have to do it like a real cowboy, none of that side saddle stuff.
Rose: You mean one leg on each side?
Jack: Yea.
Rose: Can you show me?
Jack: Sure, if ya like.