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and sweat again, didn't it?

To match muscle and might

against a job that had to be done.

Yes, it's good for the soul

to work with the hands, Pittsburgh.

It cleans a man

all the way through.

Matching your strength against steel,

you took on the strength of steel itself.

Self-pity was forgotten...

and as the weapons of war were forged,

so were you as a human being and a man.

You have the figures in front of you.

The list calls for an all-out effort.

I read the list very carefully, Mr. Evans.

You've committed us

to too great a quota.

We're committed to a war, Burns.

From now on it's planes, guns and tanks.

- I've said we could do it.

- Yes, but-

All we've been getting out of you for the

past month has been ifs, ands, and buts.

I'm sorry, Mr. Evans. I'm not

trying to be unduly pessimistic.

I'll admit that I'm not a war expert.

I'm only your production manager.

You mean you were

my production manager.

Very well, sir,

if that's the way it is.

I know it's going

to be tough, gentlemen...

but the production race

is on and we're in it.

Jones, can you get your men

to roll up their sleeves an extra notch?

I don't think they'll

let us down, Mr. Evans.

Let's face the facts, gentlemen.

We're all in this together.

Every man and woman in our factory

should have the same goal as our soldiers.

Now let's get back to the job.

Well, he finally got

around to firing Burns.

But how could he?

He can't carry the entire load.

Don't you think you're taking on

about four jobs too many?

I can handle it, dear.

And stop worrying about me.

Who's gonna take

Burns' place, Cash?

Think any of the men

in that room are big enough?

- Well, I-

- I know a man who's big enough.

A man who's on your payroll

this very minute.

He started on the labor gang

and he saved you one day out of seven.

When he moved up to the assembly lines,

he cut one hour out of every ten.

With an idea for spot welding, he gave

you an extra 500 man hours a month.

Yesterday I heard him cutting

costs in supply and procurement.

- Why haven't I heard of him before?

- I don't know...

but he's tougher than a dozen red-hot,

spittin' wild cats.

- Who is this man?

- His name's Charles Ellis.

Send me Charles Ellis.

Josie, you better run along.

Apologize for me to the guests.

I won't budge from here

until you come with me.

Mr. Charles Ellis, Mr. Evans.

Send him in. You win, Josie.

I'll be right with you.

Ellis, I've been hearing

nice things about you...

and I've decided that

you're the right man for-

- What are you doing here?

- Don't ask me. You sent for me.

I sent for Charles Ellis.

Oh. So you're the wonder boy

I've been hearing about.

I thought we had

an understanding.

We still have

as far as I'm concerned.

- I didn't tell ya to ask for me.

- Okay, so I asked for you.

- Now I'm asking you to go.

- Fine.

But after this, before you

call me off a job, be sure you want me...

'cause I'm particular

how I waste my time.

If I call you off a job again

it will be for one reason.

- To repeat what I once told you.

- Just a minute, Cash.

- This is none of your business.

- I don't care whether it's my business or not.

I have something to say

and I want you to listen.

This is no time to think about personal

feelings and personal grievances.

There's a greater,

far more important emotion.

The only emotion that should guide every

one of us today:
devotion to our country.

That's the only thing

you must think about.

You've got to forget

about everything else.

If you can use Pitt, use him.

Pitt, get that chip off your shoulder!

- Oh, Josie, I-

- Let me finish!

I started you two on the road

that led to this very room.

You've said it so many times

that I finally believe it myself.

This is an emergency.

You need each other.

Your country needs you.

What are you going to do about it?

I need a production manager, Pitt.

Okay, you got one.

Put an order through right away.

There'll be a meeting of all department heads

in Mr. Evans' office in exactly one hour.

Hello?

Hello? Who?

Mr. Evans said you'd get

your equipment Thursday?

You'll get everything Wednesday, Johnson.

My partner made a mistake.

Partner!

Once again you both rolled up

your sleeves and went to work...

only this time it was for something

bigger than yourselves.

You tore out or converted

the old tools.

In some places

you put in new ones.

And where articles of luxury

once poured forth...

now streamed the guardians

of our American life.

It was happening not only in your plants,

but in thousands of others.

It was machine guns now,

instead of typewriters.

The work and material that made

lipstick cases now made cartridge shells.

Plastic bomb noses

instead of lamps.

And automobiles? No.

It was planes, tanks, trucks...

artillery and guns

flowing from the assembly lines.

American industry

on the firing line.

Labor and capital planning,

working side by side.

It takes a lot of muscle and sweat

to put over a job as big as this one...

and that's where the women

of the nation came in.

Josie Evans and thousands

of others like her...

doing their part

wherever they could.

And there were others who found

they could run a drill press...

drive a 30-ton tank or run

a stamping machine as well as any man.

Yes, millions of Americans,

men and women on the production line...

to feed the supply lines

to the courageous Americans...

fighting on battle fronts

all over the earth.

Fighting for a decent world.

Fighting for the survival

of free nations.

There's a reason

in my telling this story, Pitt.

I think it should be told to

every man and woman in America.

You two made a decision

that everyone in the land has to make.

That the most important word

in any man's language is "partners. "

What's this? A war production

plant or old home week?

Where've you been, Josie?

You missed the ceremony.

Well, I was busy,

but I heard you over the loudspeaker.

Now, look. This is the plan

of the recreation room for the workers.

I've made arrangements for the lunch-hour

shows, and for that we have to enlarge the stage.

We could do it easily by-

Oh, come on, I'll show it to you.

Maybe you have some better ideas,

although I don't think so. Come on.

Come on, Doc, let's have a look.

Doctor?

Dr. Powers?

- Here it is, Doctor. - Well,

what do you know? A brand-new tire.

Yes, made of synthetic rubber.

All from coal tar products.

Put it back on the treadmill

for another thousand miles...

- and we'll test it again.

- Yes, Doctor.

Say, uh, Doc,

about those tires.

Uh, my front ones are, uh-

How's chances?

- Pittsburgh.

- Will you listen to that chiseller?

I love ya, Cash.

So help me, I love ya!

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