All language subtitles for Iron.Jawed.Angels(cd1)-2004

I've got nothing to do
with committee appointments.

Let her submit her proposal to Anna.

She's here in Philadelphia.

All she wants is half an hour.

She's a bright girl, Swarthmore...

and a doctorate from Penn.

Her family has money.
Carrie, are you listening?

Yeah.

She wants to lobby
for a constitutional amendment.

She thinks Congress is going to
suddenly roll over?

I thought you said she was bright.

- Paula who?
- Paul, Alice Paul.

- She worked in England.
- Don't bring me any radicals, Harriet.

She's not a radical, she's a Quaker.

She came all the way down here
to meet you and Anna.

Be nice.

- It's mine.
- I saw it first.

- It's calling my name.
- I must be deaf.

Heads.

- It's not your style.
- Nice try.

Carrie Catt's very proud of the
state-by-state campaign. Congratulate her.

On what? 64 years of begging,
and now women can vote in nine states.

How many years per state is that?
You congratulate her.

We go there and say, "Do the math,"
we won't get the letterhead or the office.

You want to be two girls on a soapbox...

or do you want to go to Washington
and play with the big lads?

I want them to give us
the Congressional Committee.

- What?
- Did you swallow it whole?

I strangled it first.

The President of the National American
Woman Suffrage Association...

the Reverend Anna Howard Shaw.

Don't bring up suffrage in England,
Shaw thinks the Brits are hooligans.

No matter what,
don't get your knickers in a knot.

- Don't start up, be polite.
- I'm always polite. When am I not polite?

It's the color, with your hair.

The passage of a constitutional amendment
is not a realistic goal.

- It could become one.
- Theoretically, yes, in the future.

First, we need more states.

Susan B. Anthony petitioned for it in 1868
and again in...

Thank you for the history lesson.

If Susan B. Anthony were alive today,
she'd say 1912 is the future.

Dr. Shaw and I worked side by side
with Susan and Elizabeth Stanton...

while you were still in diapers, Miss Paul.

Would you do me a favor
and please refrain...

from second-guessing her thoughts
on this topic?

"Do me a favor, don't second-guess
Susan's thoughts on cheese.

"We worked side by side.
We worked cheek to cheek with Susan.

"She despised Cheddar
and she loathed Muenster."

A constitutional amendment
that gives women the right to vote...

assuming it doesn't die in committee, will
almost certainly be vetoed in the Senate.

We waste time and money. We squander
the goodwill of the Democrats...

and worse, we look like babies
with no political savvy.

Which gives ammunition to our opponents.

Have you any other thoughts, Miss Paul?

A parade. In March.

The day Wilson's arriving
for his inauguration.

We're guaranteed a crowd, and hopefully...

some badly-needed publicity
from the newspapers.

Mrs. Blatch tells me
that you two met in England.

- Those women give suffrage a bad name.
- Better than no name at all.

I beg your pardon?

Lucy was studying at Oxford.

What? I was.

While I'm in sympathy
with the British suffragettes...

I don't approve of their methodology.

We don't throw bricks
to make our position clear.

If I send you to Washington...

I want your assurance
that there will be no hooligan tactics.

You have it.

I don't consider myself above the law
under any circumstances.

Then you may take over NAWSA's committee
in Washington.

Have your parade, Miss Paul.

Thank you.

You'll have to raise
your own funds, of course.

That the female mind
is inferior to the male mind...

need not be assumed.

There is something about it
essentially different...

and that this difference
is of a kind and degree...

that votes for women
would constitute a political danger...

ought to be plain to everyone.

I do not wish to see the day come...

when the women in my state
shall trail their skirts...

in the muck and mire of partisan politics.

These flippant girls
singing "votes for women"...

know not the disasters they invite
by this reckless movement.

Flip you for it.

Let me see.

How do you raise money to raise money?

Excuse me.

All we need is a handful of society women.
I found someone who designs parade floats.

Floats? I thought we were going to
keep it small.

Why?

You've never organized a parade before.

It's not like giving a dinner party.

- Have you ever given a dinner party?
- No.

Then what are you worried about?
Did you get the permit?

I've been to the District Police three times...

Go over his head,
to the Parks Commissioner.

- I could go under his belt.
- I bet you would.

I think 1,000 women marching...

means more than 10,000 signatures
on a piece of paper.

Suffrage is not a dead issue.

It's us, it's you. It's living, breathing women.

We're not just a petition
that can be crumpled up and tossed away.

And this is what marching does.

Marching shows the politicians
that we women...

are united in our demand for political...

Show me a raise. Screw the politicians.

Go ahead, if you think it'll help.
Now, there's...

A hundred and forty-six women
burned to death in a factory fire last month.

Where's your fire escape?

Laws are made by elected officials.
A fire escape can be required by law.

A vote is a fire escape.

If we take Sunday off to la-di-da for you,
we get fired on Monday.

You have children, missus?
They don't eat ballots.

Go ahead, shout your head off.

The ruling class are those who have a voice,
and that voice is a vote.

No one hears you.

- Votes for women.
- The parade is going to happen and...

Please, would you like one?

The more the merrier. Anyone?

A vote is a fire escape.

That's right. A vote's a fire escape.

Mrs. Wenclawska. Ruza.

Alice Paul.

Now give me the rest, college girl.

Helen Keller's in town.
Arrange for me to meet her.

I don't know which hotel.

She's deaf and blind.
If she found it, I'm sure you can.

Hi. Mabel Vernon.
I played hockey with Alice at Swarthmore.

Lucy Burns.

D.C. Police will not guarantee our safety
if we march on the 3rd...

- because Wilson's arriving.
- We're not changing the date.

Exactly what I said. I like that one.

And he said, "Well...

"miss, there might be trouble
with inaugural crowds...

"and I'm afraid I won't be held responsible."

And I said, "Look, mister,
we're entitled to police protection."

And he said, "Why don't you
take my advice, you ladies?

- "Why don't you stay at home?"
- Miss Paul?

Ida Wells-Barnett,
from the Chicago delegation.

I'm told you expect Negro women
to march in a separate unit, at the back.

Southern suffrage groups
threatened to withdraw...

Are the ladies afraid
we'll march out of step?

- Call their bluff.
- We can't afford to lose their support...

not with the Democrats in office.

Who's "we"? Women? Or just white women?

- Now, wait a minute.
- We have one agenda: Suffrage.

- Add another issue...
- lf we don't stand up now...

what happens to Negro women
when you finally get the vote?

They'll keep us out of the polling place
any way they can...

- Other colored groups have agreed.
- Not perfect, but practical.

Dress up prejudice and call it politics?

I expected more from a Quaker.

I'll march with my peers or not at all.

I understand.

How are you, ma'am?

Doris Stevens,
National Woman Suffrage Association.

We need volunteers.
If you have an hour to spare?

No, I can't, not today.

- Or if you'd like to make a contribution...
- No, thank you.

- Watch out, sweetheart. Hot soup.
- Jenny!

How are you, ma'am?

I'm Doris Stevens,
National Woman Suffrage Association.

We need volunteers.
If you have an hour to spare?

I'm sorry, I can't.

Or if you'd like to make a pledge.

Another time, perhaps.

Come along, Jenny. Mind the wet.

Jenny, come on, take my hand.

How are you, ma'am?

Doris Stevens,
National Woman Suffrage Association.

We're going to solicit donations.
Let's look like we need them.

I could tell you were from Wyoming.
That's my favorite state.

They gave women the vote from the get-go.

What a beautiful dog you're wearing.

Didn't we meet at Mrs. Bellwood's lunch?

I'm Doris Stevens,
National Woman Suffrage Association.

...by the politicians, by the newspapers.
It's very important to raise awareness...

- Sen. Leighton, good to see you.
- Good to see you.

Good evening, Senator.

- Hi, John. Nice to see you.
- Senator.

Beautiful, isn't it? I'm sorry, I'm Lucy Burns.

Emily Leighton.

Gosh.

I'm actually part of NAWSA's
Congressional Committee.

National American Woman
Suffrage Association.

We're giving a parade.
Have you heard about our parade?

I really don't follow politics, Miss Burns.

I haven't the head for it.

We're citizens or we're chattel.

You don't really need a degree from Harvard
to figure that out.

Would you excuse us?

Sen. Leighton, it's very...

nice to meet you.

Muller vs. Oregon, 1908.

Judge rules in favor
of shorter working hours for women...

then goes on record saying
healthy mothers serve the public interest.

That was a victory.
And as you're a labor lawyer, are you not?

Those women were being exploited.

Sure, now they're being patronized.
We're not brood mares.

Labor law with a sexual bias
will come back and bite us in the ass.

The issue isn't opportunity, it's protection.
Women need protection.

We all need protection.

But when women complain,
people call it hysteria...

and rush to fetch the doctor.

As long as women accept protective law,
they can't expect equality.

They need full citizenship.

Ben Weissman.

Alice Paul.

Inez Milholland.

I'm hungry. Have you eaten?

A stout old maid with facial hair,
Carry Nation waving her axe...

is what people think of
when you say "suffragist."

So NAWSA fights it
with Madonna and Child?

Women who nurture the family,
rock the baby...

serve the dinner, serve society.

- Serving, serving, serving.
- Always.

But the new suffragist is single,
young, independent...

- Educated.
...and very, very beautiful.

She's you.

On a horse.

A cowgirl?

- A warrior.
- A herald.

Joan of Arc with 10,000 women
following her down Pennsylvania Avenue.

An ideal woman
who can lead us up the mountain.

- Or off a cliff.
- No.

Something like this?

You could do this for a living.

- You think so?
- He does.

What's the name of that miserable rag
you work for? The Washington Post.

- That's exactly what I want.
- Have dinner with me tomorrow.

When I do business with men,
we have dinner.

Don't you want equal treatment?

- I'm having dinner with Helen Keller.
- Don't stare, she hates that.

Have lunch with me.

I'd like to meet
some Washington Post reporters.

- After lunch.
- Before.

- Don't you trust me?
- I don't know you.

Would you like to?

Negro men have been voting
since the Civil War.

You think the ballot's changed his life?

It's a cash-and-carry country.
What will the vote buy you?

- Self-respect, for starters.
- I vote and I have no self-respect.

What do you think women are going to do
when they vote? Reform politics?

Because we're morally superior?

That's a nice fairy tale.
I don't have any illusions about women.

There's good and bad, just like men.

I don't know what they're going to do
with their vote, and I don't care.

- Prohibition? Legalize birth control?
- It doesn't matter.

- That's not the point.
- What's the point?

We're legitimate citizens.
We're taxed without representation...

we're not allowed to serve on juries,
so we're not tried by our peers.

It's unconscionable,
not to mention unconstitutional.

We don't make the laws,
but we have to obey them, like children.

You know the Suffrage Amendment
has only once been voted on in the Senate?

But we've got nine states now.

That's four million women voters,
which means one-fifth of the House...

one-sixth of the Senate,
and one-seventh of the electoral votes...

come from suffrage states.

You want to know
what women can buy with that?

Were you the smartest girl in your class?

No. In the whole school.

Would you be talking to me
if I didn't work for The Washington Post?

No.

Have lunch with me, Alice Paul.

This desk was Susan B. Anthony's.

From the old headquarters.

It was in storage.

It's haunted.

Did you kiss him?
Because if you don't want him, I'll take him.

Listen.

Ask her how we'll get the amendment
on the floor.

What does she say?

She says:

"Just do it."

Hey, girls! Over here!

Get over here, come on!
Get off the streets, go home to your mother!

My mother is here!

If you was my wife, I'd bash your head in!

Welcome, Mr. President!

Welcome, sir.

Welcome to Washington, Mr. President...

- Why, thank you, Commissioner Stevenson.
- Right this way.

I thought there would be a big crowd.
Where is everybody?

Hey, you he-shes!

Get off the streets and go home,
you hussies!

- You want to be a man?
- Who wears the pants in your family?

What you got under your skirt?

Go back home!

Mom!

Officer!

Officer! Over here!

When's the last time
suffrage was on the front page?

"Nation aroused by open insults to women.

"Cause wins popular sympathy."

Another photograph of you,
warrior princess...

above the fold, thank you.

Alice, you were right about the wings.

"Even those who are opposed
to giving women the vote...

"must now admit that the movement
is no ephemeral thing."

The Evening Star blames the D.C. Police.

- So does The Post.
- My feet hurt.

We got lucky.

A hundred people in the hospital.
You call that lucky, Miss Paul?

She means the extra publicity.
Look, Anna...

The police were negligent.
The Post is calling for an investigation.

Wilson's a gentleman from the South.

I don't see how he can deny
a delegation of women...

especially when they were practically
molested at his doorstep.

- A delegation?
- Before the bruises fade.

Before he addresses Congress.

He's the President of the United States,
Miss Paul.

You don't exactly go calling on him
as though he were the missus next door.

Come on, Carrie. Can't a cat look at a king?

We should press our advantage.

I think you overestimate your advantage.

This is the first time the issue of suffrage
has been brought to my attention.

We hope that you'll support the issue
in your address to Congress, Mr. President.

As I promised in my election campaign...

Congress will focus on currency revision
and tariff reform.

These are issues
which affect all Americans...

and of course, must take priority
over special interests.

I can't very well instruct Congress
on the merits of an issue...

I'm not familiar with.

I hope you'll be patient
while I educate myself.

Mr. President.

How can you legislate tariff reform
when not all citizens are able to vote for it?

Isn't that why we fought
the American Revolution?

The way he seated us in a circle
like schoolgirls.

He's stalling, Lucy.
He knows Anna Shaw won't press him.

What we need is a separate committee...

dedicated to the federal amendment
and nothing else.

We've got women coming in
from every district to volunteer.

Now's the time to train them.

Lobby Congress.

Really pressure both Houses...

get the amendment on the floor
and to a vote.

It won't pass.

Then we'll use that as an excuse
to go after the Democrats.

Be a thorn in Wilson's side...

A rock in his shoe, we won't let up.

Inez, we need a bigger headquarters.
Any of your rich boyfriends own a building?

Would you please be quiet?

My sister's blind.
I have to read the titles to her.

That's it, you've ruined it for me. Let's go.
Come on.

Come on.

Instructions for lobbyists:

Before you visit a Congressman,
look him up in our card index.

What bills has he supported in the past?
What's his suffrage record?

Learn the names of his children.

We don't need women
voting in South Carolina.

We know how to take care of our women.

Be a good listener. Don't interrupt.

The majority of intelligent,
refined, educated women...

in our country don't want it,
and that's a fact.

Don't lose your temper.

Since you are suffragists,
you won't mind standing.

I'm with you. I'm for it. I'm going to
vote for it. Now don't bother me.

I was beginning to worry.

Didn't Mrs. Martin tell you
I was going to be late?

I asked her to call you.

You look tired.

Suffrage Amendment
finally made it out of committee.

Took forever to defeat it.

Senators love to hear themselves talk.

What did they say?
Why did they vote it down?

Because they know...

that you have your hands full
with the children already.

- Rebecca learn any new words today?
- Yes, "funny."

You didn't really expect the amendment
to get a two-thirds majority, did you?

I don't expect, I plan...

for every possibility I can imagine.

- You don't like surprises?
- Not even on my birthday.

Men plan, God laughs.

- I'm not a man.
- Ever wish you were?

Once.

When I saw my brother peeing his name
in the snow.

The wind is changing.

What?

Alice Paul's new, unauthorized
fundraising committee.

She's calling it the Congressional Union.

See who's on the advisory board?

Not without my specs.

Phoebe Harkes, Helen Keller, Harriot Blatch.

She's handpicked our best fundraisers.

And that money should've come here
to the National...

for state campaigns,
not her propaganda sheet.

You didn't authorize her
to publish a newspaper?

- Of course not.
- Read the editorial.

She's telling women to boycott Wilson
in the next election.

Rarely in the history of the country
has a party been more powerful...

than the Democratic Party is today.

Those who hold power are responsible
not only for what they do...

but for what they do not do.

If the Democrats refuse
to enfranchise women...

then it's incumbent upon voters
to boycott President Wilson and his party...

in the upcoming election.

President Wilson's inaction
establishes just as clear a record...

as does a policy of open hostility.

Leave that.
Maybe he'll feel he has to respond.

Wilson doesn't subscribe to The Suffragist.

He reads The Evening Star.

Hello.

- I apologize for not returning your calls.
- One call.

Yours?

It's the Coliseum, isn't it?
Have you been to Rome?

Are you trying to make small talk?
Because you stink at it.

I know why you're here.

The Star wouldn't print some tirade
from your propaganda sheet...

and you want me to help you at The Post.

The Suffragist is not propaganda,
it reports on suffrage.

- And it's an editorial, not a tirade.
- This paper supports the Democrats.

Mr. Clayburgh isn't going to
hand you editorial space.

You want ink, buy a pen.

All I want is 15 minutes with him.

Could we talk about it over lunch?

Dinner. And don't wear that hat.

- I like this hat.
- It's ballast, isn't it?

If you took it off, you'd drift.

You'd sleep late, you'd go to the park,
read magazines.

- Detective novels.
- Go dancing?

- Play tennis.
- No rhythm?

Am I getting too personal?

- I know what you're thinking.
- That saves time.

- Dinner on Friday all right?
- We must have a bad connection.

Julia passed away four years ago.

Friday?

- No night's good for me.
- Because I don't have a wife?

Because you're a coward
who won't champion a reasonable editorial.

Dinner, Francisco's, Friday?

- Bring your editor?
- All right, whatever, come on.

- Could you type this for me?
- I'm just here to make a donation.

It won't take you long. The typewriter's here.

I don't know how to type.

The letters are on the keys. Thank you.

Yes?

Thank you. Nice.

Did you sign up for training? We need
volunteers to lobby for the amendment.

I'm Sen. Leighton's wife.

He doesn't approve.

If everyone approved,
there'd be no point to it, would there?

I love my husband.
I see no reason to publicly embarrass him.

Women like you
are worse than anti-suffragists.

You perpetuate the lie
every day at breakfast.

I beg your pardon?

You don't know what you're talking about.

Hi. Mr. Weissman?

Of course. Follow me.

My father went to the bathroom.

My shoe.

It's untied.

Do you mind?

He's the youngest newspaper editor
I've ever met.

Do you want to split the manicotti?

You're back early.

He had to take his son home.

His son?

My sister had the baby.

A girl. She had a girl.

God. In one more year I'm going to be 30.

I can just see it now.

I'll end up back in Brooklyn
with a hairless cat...

called Lester.

Leave the baby-making to women...

who aren't lucky enough
to have your brains or your ability.

Don't complicate your life.

My mother had eight of us.
Elizabeth Cady Stanton had seven.

When she and Susan Anthony
were together...

they took turns feeding the babies.

I'm not feeding anyone's babies.

Are you done? Let's go over the budget.

In the morning. I'm too tired.

Think how tired you'd be
if you had seven children.

I'm tired of being alone.

If you say you're not, you're a liar.

Before you sit down, Miss Paul...

$25,343.88...

is a very impressive total.

Why hasn't any of that money
been forwarded to the National Treasury?

It was collected
by the Congressional Union.

The Union was created to fund
the Committee's efforts...

to lobby Washington
for a federal amendment.

We're not budgeted
by the National Treasury.

I move to suspend the activities
of the Congressional Committee...

during which time the board will investigate
unauthorized expenditures.

Second the motion.

Did you hear that?
Investigation of our finances.

Good. Great, let them keep
their Congressional Committee.

We can run our own campaign.
To hell with NAWSA.

I don't want to fight other women.

Carrie Catt is the next president of NAWSA.

I don't think she is a woman.

Seriously, has anyone seen her naked?

She called you a thief.

If you don't resign,
she'll make sure you're voted out...

and then what?

Are we going to fold our hands
like good little girls?

Do what Mama says?

Hope that Wilson will pat us on the fanny
when he goes by?

Look at me.

No one will blame you
if we split with NAWSA.

They're not giving us any other choice.

Here's your tea.

Thank you.

Stick some on top.

Yeah, put your tongue on the top.

Okay, get ready for bed. Come on.

The National Woman's Party
is composed entirely of women...

and does not align itself
officially or unofficially...

with any existing political party.

The NWP does not put forth
a candidate for election.

We are a single-platform party,
dedicated to the passage...

of the following constitutional amendment:

The right of citizens
of the United States to vote...

shall not be denied or abridged
by the United States...

or any state, on account of sex.

We pledge unceasing opposition
to any and all political candidates...

who refuse to support this amendment.

And in the matter of foreign trade...

the economy demands...

Don't push, no pushing!

- Mrs. Catt.
- One question.

NAWSA does not support
the National Woman's Party.

Miss Paul said she plans to organize...

Miss Paul is taking a thoughtless
and irresponsible stance...

that amounts to an endorsement
of the Republican candidate.

Think Miss Paul's campaign
will cost Wilson his reelection?

President Wilson has kept us out of the war
in Europe...

and NAWSA will continue to endorse him,
as will women voters in the West.

Extra, read all about it.
Kaiser presses on, read all about it.

Thank you, ma'am.

Give this to Mrs. Harold for expense money.
She's a widow now.

Yeah, got it.

It isn't fair.

- Should have called heads.
- Mrs. McEwan!

Buck up. I'm only going to one state,
I'll be the first one back. Come here.

- Alice?
- Yeah?

- Alice, Inez wants you.
- Where is she?

She's by the side entrance.

I can't go to California.
You have to find someone else.

There is no one else.
You're the woman on the horse...

you can make or break a rally.

Alice, I can't tell you...

I'm sorry, I'm exhausted.

Run around Europe, waste your time
on peace missions...

and now you bail when it really matters?

Waste my time? You couldn't say that
if you'd been with me in France.

We're not in France, we're in the
United States and people want to hear you.

Stuff them. Nothing's more important
than ending a war.

Not suffrage, not anything.
You can't understand until you've seen it.

Inez, this is an election year.

And you're wearing blinders.

I'm seeing around the corner.

You hear that? It's a military band.
You want a war, here's your war.

This war's been going on
for over half a century.

The women who started it
are dead and buried.

Here is where it ends, now is when we win.

You're tired, I'm tired. Who isn't tired?
But don't sit down yet.

If the woman on the horse drops out...

what message is that going to
send the troops?

God...

I can't say no to you.

Then why try?

Get some sleep on the train. You look awful.

That's the spirit.

Even God rested on Sunday.

Come on. I'll let you drive.

I'm busy.

You do know how to drive,
don't you, Miss Paul?

You do know how to drive,
don't you, Miss Paul?

Is that a car or a quilt?

You want to learn?

Easy!

You've got to keep your head up
when you're driving.

It's very important to watch the road.
Little easier when you let out on the clutch.

Okay, there we are. That's better.

Now watch the road.
Keep your head up. Don't look so tense.

Watch the road, watch the tree!

Not the clutch, the brake.

My little sister picked it up just like that.

You look at your feet
when you dance, don't you?

I'm a Quaker. We don't dance.

- What?
- Take off the damn hat.

Okay. Come on now, put it in reverse.

Keep your head up. Don't look down.

All right, Miss Jenny.

Look at you.

All right, love.

Did you see the paper?

"The National Woman's Party
is traveling west by train.

"They will embark on a speaking campaign...

"urging women voters to vote...

"against the Democrats in this election...

"who oppose a federal amendment.

"Noted contributors to this effort include...

"Mrs. Thomas Leighton."

I use my housekeeping allowance,
that's all.

It has nothing to do with you.

Emily, I'm a Democratic Senator.

You're my wife.

It's got everything to do with me.

You'll withdraw your membership.

They count on my monthly contributions.

I've closed your account.

You can charge at the grocers...

and the bills will be sent to my office.

Mr. President, how long must women wait
for liberty?

I do not believe that women will vote
in a national election.

We declare our faith
in the principles of self-government.

If they were to, they would not be
as intelligent as I think they are.

That woman, irrespective of her race...

was made first for her own happiness,
with the absolute right to herself...

to all opportunities life affords.

Women should be patient,
and continue to work...

in the admirable way
they have worked in the past...

campaigning for suffrage state by state.

We ask of our rulers no special favors...

no special privileges...

no special legislation.

I am very glad to make my position
about the suffrage plank clear to you.

My private thoughts aside,
I'm not at liberty to urge upon Congress...

policies which are not supported
by the party for whom I am a spokesperson.

We ask justice.

We ask equality.

We ask that all...

We ask that all...

the civil and political rights...

that belong to citizens
of the United States...

be guaranteed to us...

and our daughters...

forever.

What?

What, Lucy?

Inez...

collapsed.

And they took her to the hospital.

But she's all right, isn't she?

My dear Inez...

My dearest Inez...

How can death claim you?

And I, remembering
how the faces of many women...

turned toward you with expectation.

How can I find consolation?

Lucy Burns called again.

You are being ridiculous.

She was a grown woman.
She knew she had pernicious anemia.

Stop blaming yourself.

My coming home
has nothing to do with Inez.

Campaign's over, that's all.

"You put your hand to the plow,
you finish the row."