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Previously on
"The Astronaut Wives Club"...

The Gemini men are
arriving in a few weeks.

Don't worry, babe. Those
guys are the "B" team.

The Gemini wives... the new nine?

Now Mercury's over. It's go time.

Mercury is not over.

You might as well be the first to know.

Deke is being promoted.

I'm writing my article myself.

I'd like people to know the real me.

Pigs will fly in space
before a woman does.

Pigs have flown in space.

Did you know that your friend Dot won

the All-Woman air race?

Yeah. We were training together.

It's our time.

Thank you.

Thanks.

You really don't notice
anything different about me?

Oh, come on. Don't make me guess.

I mean, I... the shoes?

The hair.

It's completely different.

What guy notices hair?

- Mr. Cooper!
- Mr. Cooper!

Mr. Cooper, on your upcoming flight,

you'll be orbiting the earth
for an unprecedented 34 hours.

What do you plan on doing
up there for so long?

Besides breaking every
space record there is?

Was thinking of catching
up on some sleep.

Oh, why do I get the feeling

wearing the suit was
your idea, not Dunk's?

Look, they're lovin' it.

All right, I gotta go. We good?

The night's barely started.

I told you I couldn't
stay. I'll see you at home.

Don't let me hog him, ladies.

Who else wants their picture taken?

It's been six months
since the last launch.

We're starvin' for spacemen.

Wonder where Trudy Cooper's off to?

Oh, those Mercury
wives never seem to have

much time for us, do they?

Well, I'm sure they're just
busy being Mercury wives.

Look at them. Like moths to a flame.

Oh, hi.

That was us not too long ago.

We were butterflies, never moths.

We spread our gossamer wings with grace.

But Th-they're just
n-n-nervous like w-we were.

Well, I'm still a little nervous.

You? Why?

Well, you see that man
over there in the red tie?

That's Cal Butterfield.

He's the editor of "The Post-Inquirer."

I'm gonna go and meet him tonight,

and I'm gonna get myself a job.

Job?

What the hell happened?

I barely recognize you.

You're exactly the same.

Mr. Glenn, Stu Warren.

We met at Hickory Hill last year.

Stu, sure. Call me John, please.

Well, John...

You mind if we have a moment in private?

Sure.

Ma'am.

Mrs. Glenn, Mrs. Ted Wilkins.

And this is Mrs. Frank de Longpre.

We just wanted to introduce ourselves.

We have such admiration
watching you and your husband.

You are our favorite astronaut wife.

It's true!

Th-th...

thank...

Y-you.

We're so sorry.

If... if you'll excuse us.

What happened?

Rene Carpenter.

Astronaut Scott Carpenter's wife.

Guess astronauts get all the luck.

Mr. Butterfield, I wanted to
talk to you tonight because...

Well, because I'd like to
write a column for your paper.

Your own column?

- Is that so?
- I have a lot of ideas,

and I believe I could
offer a unique perspective,

something that I feel the paper needs.

I'm more than capable,

and if you give me half
an hour of your time,

I could prove it to you.

All right.

Meet me this Friday at 4:00.

The address is 423 Park.

Well, all right, then.
I'll see you there.

Who's that guy?

My new boss.

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Looks good.

Your hair, I mean, not the buffet.

You changed it.

I did, yes.

It's good to see you.

Thank you for the
holiday card, by the way.

It was nice.

Well, if it isn't the "life"
of the party. Mr. Kaplan.

Mrs. Slayton. Nice to see you.

For now.

What's this I hear about you
leaving after Gordo goes up?

Trudy told me you're quitting
the magazine for San Francisco?

Yes, I, uh...

I have a friend who's starting
a progressive paper out there.

Uh, politics, social
issues, that sort of thing.

There's a lot going
on out in California,

and I-I knew I'd regret it
if I didn't give it a try.

Well, word of advice,

don't try everything
those beatniks give you.

My cousin knew a guy.
Thought it was tobacco.

Woke up two days later on
a freight train to Missoula,

missing a pinkie finger.

Well, it sounds like
a great opportunity.

Excuse me.

Forgot my purse.

You still fakin' it with Gordo?

Still no, "oh, my God. Yes!"

You know I came back for
Gordo to get a mission.

And you know what? It's happening.

And I get to be there up
close, closer than anyone.

Unless you were the astronaut.

Do you have any idea where I've been

while you've had your face
buried in "Good Housekeeping"?

The Lovelace Clinic.

A woman?

Yeah.

At Dr. Lovelace's test facility?

He made a trip to Russia.

They train women right
alongside the men there.

So he decided to do an experiment.

We're called F.L.A.T.S....

First Lady Astronaut Trainees.

You're gonna be an astronaut?

Well, not yet.

13 of us passed every test
that the Mercury guys did.

I'm talking physical,
psych, you name it.

But NASA won't let us
onto a military base

to do the training.

- That's...
- Total b.s., I know,

which is why I'm going to Washington.

In two days, a subcommittee
has to make a decision

about NASA changing their policy.

- Me and Jackie Cochran are testifying.
- Oh!

And so are two Mercury astronauts.

What? Well, wh-which ones?

I don't know.

That's what I wanted
to talk to you about.

Trudy, do you realize?

This is our chance to go into space.

So that fellow tonight, Stu Warren?

Uh, he's Bobby Kennedy's chief advisor,

and, uh...

Well, it turns out, Bobby's
been thinking of me, uh,

for the election.

There's an Ohio senate seat
in contention this November,

and this guy Stu says

they're ready to put
everything behind me.

Run... for o-o-office?

But y-you are... you're an astronaut.

Well, Stu says that's a big asset.

All these new guys,
they all have degrees.

No one's really talking about
me for the Gemini missions.

But p-politics,

reporters, all those... people.

Well...

We... we don't have to
give up on NASA just yet.

All the same tests?

Lovelace must've been going easy on you.

All right, how long did you
last in the deprivation chamber?

I won that one.

3 hours and change till
the hallucinations got ugly.

8 hours, 42 minutes.

Oh, come on.

Just like the rest of 'em.

Can't imagine a female in space

unless she's pulling
a cake out of the oven.

Well, I mean, space
cake does sound nice.

I just can't believe you
knew about the hearings

the whole time and never told me.

Trudy, I'm sorry.

All I heard was John and
Scott were asked to testify.

And what are they going to say?

- How should I know?
- You didn't ask?

I've got a launch in two weeks.

There's a few other things on my mind.

You should look at the
test results, Gordo.

Women have more endurance than men

and are less emotional.

Less emotional? Really?

Seriously? Don't even bother.

You ever seen this one
during her time of the month?

Imagine being locked in a steel capsule

with that hurdlin' through space.

Oh, come on. It's way
too serious in here.

All right, fine, I'm gonna hit the hay.

And where do you think you're going?

Dot's sleepin' in the spare room,

- So I'm sleepin'...
- In the den.

Okay.

Married life.

Forget him.

But Scott Carpenter and John Glenn

are two of the most
open-minded guys in Mercury.

If we put together some talking points,

I think they'll support us.

We've got the truth on our side.

I'll get my statement.

Oh, this heat. I swear I'm
like a pot roast in here.

Well-done and still cookin'.

This heat wave is killin' me.

You have to calm down.
It'll only make things worse.

Get down low, get somewhere down low.

I could kill Wally for this...

When it's cooler.

And you know what I heard?

That Marilyn See?

She's happy as a clam
and cool as a cucumber.

Wait a minute.

She has air conditioning?

Hello.

Hi, Marilyn. How are you?

We were talking just now,
and one thing led to another,

and we realized, well, gosh,

we need to welcome Marilyn
See to the neighborhood.

So...

I've been living here six months now.

Better late than never.

Well, thank you. I'm...

I'm not really prepared
for company right now.

I was just looking through some slides.

Elliot took me to
Acapulco last winter...

Oh, well, that just sounds wonderful.

We love Acapulco.

Just crazy for it.

Well... then, come on in, I suppose.

That sounds wonderful.

And you'll be writing about
what you really care about.

No more astrowife puff pieces.

I never called them that.

To anyone's face.

I imagine you'll meet all
kinds of interesting people.

And you won't miss the Houston humidity.

Louise, why did you invite me to lunch?

Do I need a reason?

I thought we were friends.

Friends?

"Best wishes, Louise."

That's all you wrote
on the card you sent.

What else could I say?

I'm leaving right after Gordo's launch.

If you wanna see me, let me know.

Anytime.

Women weigh less and
consume less than men.

We're more radiation-resistant

and less susceptible to
heart attacks, monotony,

loneliness, heat, cold, and pain.

There were women on the "Mayflower,"

and on the first wagon trains west.

Now we ask to be a part
of the pioneering of space.

We offer you 13 qualified volunteers

who are ready to take on that challenge.

Thank you, Ms. Bingham.

If the whole purpose
of space exploration

is to someday colonize other planets,

I don't see how we can
do that without women.

Now you passed all the tests
required for eligibility

to Project Mercury.

Yes, sir, everything from
swallowing 3 feet of rubber hose

to crash landings in the Dilbert Dunker,

and an airborne E.E.G.

That means flying a jet

through a high-gravity
load-stress pattern

with 18 monitor needles
stuck in my head.

Does this mean you now
qualify for astronaut training?

No, sir.

NASA Requires that all astronauts

have jet test pilot experience,

but the only test pilot
schools in the United States

are operated by military services,

which don't allow women.

It is currently impossible for women

to fulfill that requirement.

Do you feel it's
essential for astronauts

to have test pilot experience?

No, sir.

Some of us in this group

have 8,000 to 10,000 flying hours.

Now that's four times
the amount of hours

of some of the Mercury Seven,

with no greater accident rates
than our male counterparts.

We have a very real
contribution to make.

Surprise, surprise. She did show up.

Hello, Mr. Butterfield.

Well, hello there.

All right, boys, why don't you give me

and the little lady here a few minutes?

Thank you.

So, Mrs. Carpenter,

astrowife turned aspiring journalist.

I'll have to admit, never
heard of that before.

Well, that's exactly
why you should hire me.

I do believe that as a
forward-thinking woman,

I could offer a very unique
perspective to your paper,

something I mentioned
to you the other night.

I'm sure, I'm sure.

We have a recipe column in our paper.

I was thinking, assuming,
you and I get along,

that I could work you in as
an alternate once a month.

Mr. Butterfield, I used to
edit my high school newspaper,

and in college I majored
in history, and...

I wrote my own "Life" profile.

I'm interested in far
more than just recipes.

Between you and me,

I don't understand why a woman like you

wants to write at all.

I take myself very
seriously, Mr. Butterfield,

and perhaps you could do the same,

starting by meeting me in your office

and not on your second Martini.

Excuse me?

I have reporters on my staff
with 20 years experience...

war correspondence, published authors,

remind me exactly why I
should take you seriously?

Is it the one article
you wrote about yourself?

Or the fact that you're
married to an astronaut

whose name I don't even remember?

All right.

Well, you tell me
what it is I need to do

to prove myself to you as a writer.

As a writer?

Why don't you bring
me 20 sample articles?

Then we'll talk.

20?

Unless you're not up to it.

Honorable members of congress,

Colonel John Glenn

and Commander Malcolm Scott Carpenter.

It's okay. They're the good guys.

Now on the subject of
our previous inquiry,

Colonel Glenn,

do you think an astronaut
has to be a test pilot?

Well, first, sir, I'd like to say

that I'm not anti any
particular group...

whatever sex, color, creed,
or... or anything else.

I'm just pro space.

Uh, to your question,
test pilots are expected

to perform functions under high stress,

which is exactly why
we are ideal candidates

to deal with the
pressures of space travel.

What about the extensive
hours in civilian aircraft

flown by these women pilots?

Is that not equivalent experience?

Well, you can have
thousands of flight hours

in a civilian craft.

You just don't come up
against the same emergencies

as you do as a test pilot.

- There's no comparison.
- But, Colonel Glenn,

didn't NASA relax certain requirements

to admit you into the Mercury program?

Yes, I, uh...

I did not have an engineering degree

at the time of my selection,

but it was agreed that I had
the equivalency of a degree

due to my experience.

By that logic, a woman
with equivalent abilities

shouldn't be rejected
because of a requirement

she's barred from fulfilling.

Don't you agree?

Let me say this...

if we could find women today

with the exact qualifications
as our best male astronauts,

we should surely welcome
them into the program

with open arms.

And you, Commander Carpenter,

do you think a woman can
stand the pace and stress

of being an astronaut?

I believe the answer is yes.

But...

With the space race in full throttle,

the U.S. needs to choose people
with the best qualifications.

And...

At this time...

We can't find that type of woman.

What was that?

In five minutes, you
managed to ruin everything

those women have spent
years trying to achieve.

Trudy, I wanted to help...

Astronauts should be test pilots.

I-I'm sorry that women don't
have that opportunity, Trudy,

but that's our opinion.

Why don't you admit what
this is really about?

I hear Gordo talk. This
isn't about women at all.

It's about civilians.

You're afraid a bunch of scientists

will swoop in and take your jobs.

If you open the door to us,
you open the door to them, too,

so you're keeping everybody down.

Like I said,

we believe astronauts
should be test pilots.

I'm sorry, Trudy.

Apologize to your daughters.

You don't even want your turn in orbit?

Well, the oxygen's all down here, Bob.

I'll take Cocoa Beach.

You got your sun, the water.

You got your cape cookies.

Alan Shepard likes
those cape cookies, too.

He likes them so much,

I don't think he'll be going
back into space anytime soon.

There's no fuel left
in his "rocket," Bob.

I'm gonna take a shower.

Don't turn that dial.

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Hello?

Louise?

I'll be here all day tomorrow, writing.

I hope I see you.

I miss you already.

If I had to get my ass kicked
by a bunch of men in suits,

I'm glad it was with you.

They're wrong and they know it.

Things will change.

They are changing.

Not fast enough for you and me, huh?

Hey, Mom.

Hey.

Take care of yourself, okay? And them.

Hi, babies.

How was Washington? Did you win?

No, we lost.

I'm sorry. Are you sad?

Yes, but proud, too.

Dot did great.

And all the smart things
she said got written down,

and now they're a part of history.

The funny thing is, is
Elliot's been so worried

about how I've been getting
along, you know, socially,

and now I have Betty Grissom
and Jo Schirra coming over

almost every afternoon.

I'm just... surprised.

They get me so nervous. I
just keep loading more slides.

I've done Mexico. We've done the Keys.

Yesterday was my wedding.

And they enjoy this?

I can't get them to leave.

They're just so... interested.

Oh.

Perfect timing.

My nephew's Little League
photos are all ready to go.

Oh! We love Little League.

Ohh. Heaven.

Ohh.

Ladies.

Susan.

Hello.

You... you like slides, too?

Oh, yes. Big fan.

Oh.

Do you... do you mind
turning off the A.C.?

I've got a chill.

Oh, of course.

20 articles.

I mean, I would've understood
5 or even 10. But 20 articles!

And you should've seen the look
on his face when he said it.

He just loved sending me off.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

No. Not really. I-I don't know.

I testified at that
hearing knowing that Kraft

would never let me get a Gemini mission.

So... is this gonna be
my final contribution

to the space program?

- Oh, Scott.
- ...One voice at a time,

carrying a message
that cannot be ignored.

- They may deny us access to their business!
- Yeah!

They may prevent us from
sitting in their seats!

We can't cross this picket line.

Should we try another theater?

In the words of James Baldwin...

"Not upon a bigger cage,

but upon no cage at all"!

Jim Crow must go!

Jim Crow must go! Jim Crow must go!

Jim Crow must go!

I gonna kill those doctors, I swear.

I got enough on my mind
already, and now they wanna

punch a hole in my suit
for another monitor?

It's like they're looking
to screw everything up.

Hey, you okay?

How'd it go in D.C.?

John and Scott both
testified against us.

Ah, damn, Trudy.

Come on, let's do something.

We just gotta make it
from here to the runway.

If anyone stops us or
asks us any questions,

say you're Gus Grissom.

That's the plan?

You might be a little taller than him,

- but if you just keep nodding your head...
- Gordo!

Okay, fine, stay here,
don't get spotted,

and keep your eyes on the sky.

No one messes with the Coopers.

All right, 6 is marked lunar landing,

9 is re-enter.

3 we're gonna move to L.M. around.

5 to descent, 2 men.

Who was it?!

Who the hell was that?!

Whoo!

What the hell were you thinking?!

You could lose your mission
over a stunt like that.

I don't care.

What they decided at
those hearings was wrong

and I'm...

What was that?

That never happened.

I think it definitely did,

- which means...
- Nothing.

It was a moment and that's it.

A-apologies, sir.

The privacy sign wasn't on the door.

I know.

It's okay.

Thank you.

Hey.

Are you sick?

It's nothing serious.

Good.

Gordo pulled a flyby
on the M.S.C. Today.

Kraft was so pissed,

he almost told Deke
to give me his mission.

I swear, I was that close
to going back up again.

Anyway... gotta pack.

Hi.

Wow.

This is quite a get-together.

How's Trudy?

Fine, I think.

She's waiting for Gordo to call.

You know, for a fake
wife in a sham marriage,

she sure seems to care a lot.

Hello?

They just woke me up from a
nap and said it's "go time."

One sec.

Hang up the phone!

You there?

Mm-hmm.

I'm gonna take this
tin can up for a spin

and I'll see you and the girls
in Houston in a couple days.

Mm-hmm.

You know I gotta come back

'cause I'm not lettin' you
off the hook about that kiss.

That was enough to get a man's hopes up.

Dream on, Gordo.

It's all I've been doing
since we moved to Houston.

Gordo?

- Just...
- Come on, wrap it up.

Let's go.

Trudy, I gotta go. Kiss the girls, okay?

Okay.

Time to go into space,
make some history.

All right.

You're gonna be on TV.

"Faith 7" has been in
orbit for over an hour,

and it will continue to be in orbit

well into tomorrow.

If all goes well,

this will be the longest
space flight to date.

Not just for the United
States, but the world.

Only 32 hours to go.

...orbit over nearly
every part of the world,

from 32.5 degrees north
to 32.5 degrees south...

You know, I have to go. I
left the girls home alone.

I'll come back later for another shift.

...been assigned to support the mission.

Cooper's first task will be to eject

a 6-inch diameter sphere...

I couldn't sleep.

Thought I might as well come over.

I'm glad you did.

I hope you weren't
offended by my invitation.

I had to ask.

No one gets what they want
if they don't ever ask.

Hello?

Trudy. It's John.

I'm sorry to wake you, but,
um, but there's a problem.

Gordo's automatic systems
have all shut down.

He's got carbon dioxide building up

and the capsule's overheating.

He's gonna have to come down now.

Just wanted you to know.

How will he get the
right angle for re-entry

without the automatic system?

Well, he's gonna have to do it manually.

He can use the horizon
as a point of reference

- and then calculate the...
- Manually?

John, you tell Gordo

that the girls and I
are coming to Hawaii.

You tell him that

this couldn't happen to a better pilot,

and we will be there when he lands,

no matter what.

I will.

He can do it.

I believe that.

I know you do.

"Faith 7," this is Capcom. Do you read?

Gordo?

You... you can't just leave.

I have to be with you for the story.

I have to go with you.

Well, you've got two minutes to decide.

The plane is waiting at the base,

and we are leaving right now.

I won't be coming back here.

This isn't the way I
wanted to say goodbye.

Come on!

Let's go!

Beating terrifying odds,

Astronaut Gordo Cooper
positions "Faith 7" perfectly

for re-entry into earth's atmosphere,

the best landing in Mercury history,

right on the old bazoo

in the first-ever
completely manual landing.

Cooper now holds the world record

of 34 hours and 22 orbits in space.

Aloha.

Commander!

Commander Cooper!

Word is you just got off the phone

with President Kennedy.

Could you tell us what he said to you

after your historic landing?

The president believes
I've proved once and for all

that astronauts aren't
just "Spam in a can."

They need to be pilots... proven pilots.

They're no way around that.

And how did you get to
be such a good pilot?

Well, not many people know this,

but my wife Trudy was a
pilot before I became one.

She's the one who
suggested I get my license

right here in Hawaii, where we met.

And not only is she the best
teacher a pilot could have,

but...

There's just no way I could be
standing right here, right now

without her.

Excuse me.

John said you were coming, but...

I thought he was just leading
me on to keep me wantin' to live.

I can't do this anymore.

What's that?

"Lady Louise,"

"frosty."

Your "rock."

W-where is this coming from?

I watched you go up into space,

and I pretended I was never worried.

I know you're with other women,

and I pretend I don't care.

I look the other way when
I find condoms in your bag

and act like it's funny

when the whole world
laughs about your... rocket.

I don't want anyone else.

You and me, together.

It's all I ever wanted.

People say I'm supposed
to ask for what I want.

This is what I want.

You.

All to myself.

Women often marvel
about how I brave I am,

but I've never felt brave.

To witness true bravery,

one should look instead at the events

of the past 12 months.

To fight for one's dignity,
whatever the adversity...

that is the mettle that sends
men and women into the skies.

Gordo! Look at this.

They did it.

The Russians sent the
first woman into space.

Oh!

"In a record-breaking flight,

"Valentina Tereshkova
orbited 48 times in 3 days,

"obliterating American
astronaut Gordon Cooper's flight

of 22 orbits last month."

Damn it!

I believe there is a place

at this grand banquet table for us all.

We are not simply the
cooks in the kitchen,

the mothers of children,
the wives of great men.

The world will only
fulfill its shining promise

once each one of us is
allowed to take flight.

20 articles, just like you wanted.

Here's one about a
protest at a movie theater

that your paper never bothered to cover.

Another about women's
pay in the job market.

Coverage of my dinner with
the President in Houston

from just last night.

Oh, and after last week's
pathetic banana bread,

a decent recipe for bundt cake.

Mrs. Carpenter, I will admit that...

Mr. Butterfield, I know
that you have no intention

of hiring me, and to be quite honest,

I wouldn't work for a man like you.

But you challenged me
to write 20 articles,

and I did. And I have
now found my voice.

And for that, I thank you.

For everything else,

go screw yourself.

The president has just been shot.

It's on the radio.

His motorcade in Dallas...

He was such a young man.

An eerie silence has gripped the nation

as Americans stayed glued
to their televisions.

We have just learned that father Huber,

one of the two priests
called into the hospital room,

has administered

the last sacraments of the church

to President Kennedy.

I don't understand.

- And Jackie.
- John Fitzgerald Kennedy was...

That poor woman.

- ...Brookline, Massachusetts on may 29,
1917... - We have to send her something.

...A businessman and politician,

Joseph Patrick "Joe" Kennedy senior...

...And philanthropist and socialite

Rose Elizabeth Fitzgerald Kennedy.

John lived...

Nobody can stand sittin'
in front of the TV

for another minute.

We're all gathering down at the park.

Gonna try and get something to eat.

On a day like today, it just...

Feels like people should be together,

not apart.

Will you come with us?

I brought potato salad, coleslaw,

and two kinds of pickles.

I got buns... hot dog and hamburger.

You got butter for those buns?

What do you think?

Is she gonna be okay?

Rene had the highest hopes of any of us.

She's takin' it hard.

- You gonna help me unpack?
- Sure.

You h-have to r-run f-for office now.

You think so?

It won't be easy.

I won't be an astronaut anymore.

NASA won't protect us.

We'll both be out in the open.

I-I kn-know.

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