Norma Rae Page #6
- PG
- Year:
- 1979
- 114 min
- 950 Views
She's broken her ass
for this organization!
She doesn't see her kids!
Doesn't have time for bath!
Is this the Catholic Church?
Are we canonizing her?
It's your game.
You're damn right!
Make it stick or get out!
Get out anyway!
I'm sorry, Mrs. Webster.
I don't want to hurt the
union. I'll quit if you want.
Weren't you supposed
to be typing letters?
Yeah.
Hey. It's me, Norma.
OK, it's I, Norma.
Forget the grammar.
We got to talk.
Maybe we could meet at my break.
OK.
I was making sure my kids
got home from school.
Your kids are with my
kids buying candy.
That's why dentist
bills is busting me!
Uh!
Come on! Come on, boy!
Come here, boy!
You thinking union?
You want union? You'll get union.
Break it up! Break it up!
Break it up!
You all right?
Yeah.
What started this?
They put up a letter saying
blacks are taking over the union,
that they're going to
push the whites around.
We'll take legal action.
Get me the letter.
They're watching me.
How's your memory?
I don't know the
pledge of allegiance.
Write down a line at a time.
It's like the time
I pinched a lipstick.
Did you get caught?
I went back for curlers.
"Dominate it
"and control it
"as you may
"see fit.
"If now...
"if now..."
Damn! Damn, damn, damn!
"...you black employees,
by joining the union,
"can dominate it and control it
"as you may see fit.
"If..."
Where's the rest?
That's all I could get.
Mata Hari.
Here's our chance to nail them.
Don't tell me you can't remember.
You copy it line for line.
You get the date and signature.
I'll get fired.
I'll run you a benefit.
Thanks a lot.
Want a massage?
Go to a massage parlor.
Either we get beat,
or we don't get beat.
I got three kids, bills,
and an unhappy husband.
I'll do it, but keep off my back.
Reuben, I'll tell you something.
What?
You've been away from home
and you're getting crabby.
Reuben, you need yourself a woman.
Tonight's the night.
"Wear a rubber."
You can't copy this!
It's on the board.
I'm going to copy it!
You better not.
It's my break!
Stay out of my way!
I'm copying it!
Hello, Norma.
You know who I am.
Put the pencil and paper away.
Stop it right now.
You're going to leave!
The law's going to come after you!
Mr. Mason, I started this,
"Serious violence."
Let's go to my office.
Why did you make personal
calls on company time?
Spell out your names for me.
Don't be foolish, Norma Rae.
Nobody here is on my side,
set down all your names.
I want you off the premises now!
Phone your husband!
Have him fetch you!
I want you out quick!
Norma Rae.
Forget it!
I'm staying put!
Right where I am!
It's going to take you,
the police department,
the fire department,
and the National Guard
to get me out of here!
I'll wait for the sheriff
to take me home!
And I ain't gonna budge
till he gets here!
Come on down now, Norma Rae.
Come on down, now.
You heard what I said. Come down.
Lamar.
I want you to put it in writing
Webster straight home.
I want you to sign it,
and I want you to hand it to me.
Don't tell me what to do.
You're getting nothing
from me in writing.
You want her off the premises?
Take her out.
I'm not sure I should
get in the same car
with you and nobody else.
Lamar, I ain't gonna bite you.
A police car?
You're taking me to jail!
No! No! No!
Quit that now!
No! No!
You're going to jail!
No!
Get her in there.
No! No!
No!
Get in there now!
No!
Get her in.
Get in there.
No!
Ahhh!
No!
Webster, Norma Rae.
704 Priester Road, Henleyville.
She's white.
Female, 31.
Occupation, textile.
Fair complexion, brown
hair, brown eyes.
Arrest number, 2238B.
Charge, disorderly conduct.
Norma Rae, you go with her now.
Might as well sit down.
You got one phone call.
Better call Sonny.
I'll be calling my union organizer.
The first time you're in is bad.
It comes with the job.
I saw a pregnant woman
on a picket line
get hit in the stomach with a club.
I saw a boy of 16 get
shot in the back.
I saw a guy blown to hell and back
when he tried to start his car.
You just got your
feet wet on this one.
Norma, you all right?
I put the kids to bed.
Craig?
Honey, wake up.
It's Mama.
I want to talk to you. Come on.
Put your arms around my neck.
Alice, Millie, wake up.
I want to talk to you, sweetheart.
Come in the living room.
Come on. Atta girl.
I love you kids.
That's the first thing.
You got the both of us.
I'm a jailbird.
Now, you're going
to be hearing that
and a lot of other things.
But you're going to
hear it from me first.
Millie.
Your daddy.
His name was Buddy Wilson.
He died four months
after you was born.
Craig.
I wasn't never married
to your daddy.
And he wasn't Buddy.
And he's not Sonny.
He's another man.
And there have been
others in my life.
You're going to be
hearing about them, too.
I'm not perfect.
I made mistakes.
Millie, these are
pictures of your daddy.
Craig, I got pictures
of your daddy.
They belong to you.
If you go in the mill,
I want life to be better
for you than it is for me.
That's why I joined the union,
and that's why I got fired for it.
You understand me?
Now, you kids,
you know what I am.
And you know that I believe
in standing up for
what I think is right.
Go to the bathroom
before you get into bed.
Take your pictures.
Go on.
I'll take a bath.
There's lice in that jail.
She had one call,
and she called you.
She knew I could make bail.
You come in here,
you mix her up, turn
her head all around.
She's all changed.
I didn't want her to
be a front-runner.
What's going to happen to us now?
She stood on the table.
She's a free woman.
Maybe you can live with it.
Maybe you can't.
Busted my shoelace.
There's another one in the drawer.
I busted that one last week.
Did you ever sleep with him?
No.
But he's in my head.
I'm going to see you
through getting tired,
getting sick,
getting old.
I'm going to see you through
anything that comes up.
And there's nobody else in my head.
Just you.
the O.P. Henley Company,
against the union, 373.
Folks,
the count for the union, 427.
We got it in!
Union! Union! Union! Union!
Union! Union! Union!
Union! Union! Union!
Union! Union! Union! Union!
Union! Union! Union!
Union! Union! Union!
Union! Union! Union!
Union! Union! Union!
Union! Union! Union!
You going to drive
straight through?
Yes.
You better stop for
coffee, stay awake.
I got a thermos in the car.
Well...
Well?
Well.
Well.
Ah, so.
What are you going to do now?
Live. What else?
Drop me a line once in a while.
Anyone read your mail?
My mother.
I'll send you a copy
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