Iron Jawed Angels Page #3

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?

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