Betsy
Hello, Travis.
Travis
Hello. [Long pause as they exchange looks in the rear-view mirror] I hear Palantine got the nomination.
Betsy
Yeah. It won't be long now. Seventeen days.
Travis
I hope he wins.
Betsy
I read about you in the papers. How are you?
Travis
Oh, it was nothin' really. I got over that. Papers always blow these things up. Just a little stiffness. That's all. [The cab arrives at her destination and she steps out, speaking to him through the open, driver side window]
Betsy
Travis? How much was it?
Travis
So long...

