EXT. OUTDOOR PEACH MARKET - DAY
RUTH, 70-something - running shoes, knee-length shorts, sunglasses hanging from collar of short-sleeve tie-dye KEEP AUSTIN WEIRD tee, sunhat - stands near a table under tree shade, bag of peaches and her purse on table, one of a A DOZEN SHOPPERS examining or purchasing peaches and their byproducts. A view to vehicles in the dirt parking area, all with Texas plates.
Gil arrives, puts his bucket of peaches on table, Ruth gets phone from pocket, aims camera at Gil, records.
RUTH: Guess who just called to say he's spending the night in Las Cruces in the guest room of a house on Motherlode Trail.
Gil processes this, clearly surprised.
GIL: HÃjole
RUTH: I'll say.
Ruth stops recording, pockets phone.
GIL: He did it.
RUTH: He'll leave in the morning.
GIL: Another branch on the family tree.
RUTH: This calls for a beer.
GIL: Vamos.
They get their peaches and walk out of frame.
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