The first 198 lines.
- Hi. - Hi.
You wanna hear something fucking beautiful?
Okay.
Graffiti is a twilight means of communication
between the anonymous man and the world.
- Wow. - Yeah.
Who wrote that?
A guy named Robert Reisner.
Good night.
- Happy birthday. - Thank you.
I'm really glad you opened the door Saturday night.
I feel like we've been on a vacation.
Oh.
That'll get my day going.
Me too, honey.
- You're different. - What?
No.
I'm just the same old Cindy.
- - Hey, whip up some
of those butter and pastrami sandwiches for poker tonight, will you?
Yep.
- Good morning, Daddy. - Good morning, sweetheart.
Sorry I'm late. I had to pick up a birthday card for a friend.
Oh, may I?
Later.
So what did you want to talk to me about?
Are you getting eight hours?
We just closed an issue.
Sam and I have had a few late sessions,
but I'll make up for them.
Now that you and Chad are broken up,
what do you think about a job somewhere else?
I've got a lead on a great position at a white shoe law firm.
With more suitable men.
"News of the Week" has changed, Janie.
They're putting black murderers on the cover, for Christ's sake.
- It's not what we signed up for. - That was one cover.
Mudge Rose Guthrie will put your talents to good use.
They've got a rigorous research department.
Mudge Rose?
You already set this up?
I bumped into Randolph Guthrie.
- We had a conversation. - Daddy...
All I ask is that you meet us for dinner tonight.
It's just a meal, nothing formal.
If you don't like what Randolph has to say,
that's the end of it.
Okay.
He'll love you.
How could he not?
It's foxy.
- I'm just not sure it's allowed. - Of course it is.
Charlotte Reid wore pants
on the floor of the Senate in December.
Don't you think it's professional?
- Absolutely. - Good. 'Cause I am 25 today,
and I am going to start taking myself more seriously.
Hmm.
That thing at the Chelsea was kind of a wake-up call.
For all of us.
Hey, do you think that you can pick up some beer before you come over tonight?
I'm not sure if I got enough.
You really wanna have a dinner party for your 25th birthday?
Yes. It feels grown-up. Nora's making a duck mousse.
I can think of a few other grown-up ways to celebrate.
After.
Oh, there it is again.
Novo 22. The guy's prolific.
The cop I talked to said these guys are hard to catch.
They do it after school when the tunnels are jammed or late at night.
Maybe your article will help to put 'em behind bars.
I hope not. I'm rooting for him.
I may have defaced a building or two in my time.
What?
Yeah, a black coffee and a bear claw.
Thanks.
Thank you. Hey, I gotta go.
Where are the girls taking you for breakfast?
I don't know. Some hole in the wall that Cindy found.
It's your birthday. Enjoy it.
A warm welcome to the new faces this morning.
Denise, Laura, June?
I know everyone's very grateful you're here.
- Nice pantsuit. - Oh, happy birthday.
Thanks.
That makes 13. Not bad.
How are we doing on the men's salaries?
- How'd you get past Angie? - When did you get those?
I snuck into Finn's office on Saturday night after I saw you.
She's a regular Mata Hari.
These numbers are going to make you feel things.
But you go right ahead and feel them, okay?
It's a part of it.
"Benjamin Collingsworth, hired in 1967,
$20.000 a year.
Gabriel Greenstone, 1969, 17.000.
Douglas Rhodes, 1968, 21.000.
Samuel Rosenberg, 1968, $20.000 a year."
Imagine what we could do with all that money?
I wouldn't have to live with my mother.
I knew Doug made more, but $21.000
is three times what I make.
And we work just as many hours.
- Yeah. - More!
Injustice hurts, doesn't it? It should.
It's your evidence that something is wrong.
Don't ignore it. We are too close
to be seduced by a raise
or a juicy story or some fun in the sack.
- - I mean it, ladies.
You cannot be sleeping with the enemy.
No reporters. No editors.
What does that have to do with anything?
It can be used to discredit you in a court of law.
But what if they're our boyfriends?
Well, once we file this complaint,
every job that's given to one of you
is one that's taken from one of them.
They're going to hate us.
They probably will.
But we are putting the world on notice.
Women will not tolerate being second-class citizens anymore.
Not at "News of the Week" or the post office
or the bank.
There will be blood spilled, women.
This is war.
- Cindy. - Yeah.
Do you know what happened to Mata Hari?
Um, she was shot.
They found her out.
Look, stealing the salaries may have been necessary,
- but it was dangerous. - Yeah.
And we're too close to start feeling powerful.
That's what causes us to make mistakes.
Yeah.
- Okay. - Okay.
- Good morning. - Good morning.
Where is everyone?
Think the two of us can put out the magazine this week.
I'll start sharpening my pencils.
It's 10:00
It's Monday.
Start time's 9:30.
Okay, I'm sorry. A few of us met up with Patti for her birthday.
Well, it was just coffee and donuts,
but I am having a dinner party tonight,
and I would love it if you could be there.
Thank you, but I have a prior engagement.
Are you finished with that?
Oh, yeah. I was just copying this for Ned.
- Lucky you. -
- He's in the alley. - Oh.
Oh, yeah. I just needed to...
Thank you.
Hello.
Hey.
What are you doing out here?
This is where I do my thinking.
Oh.
And occasionally catch criminals.
Oh.
Well, as a criminal myself,
I can see how this would be a good place to hide evidence.
It sounds like an admission.
Maybe it is.
I'm gonna have to ask you to turn around.
Hands up.
Can I search you?
Excuse me, miss. What are these?
"Too controversial."
Who the hell do they think they are,
dictating the stories I run?
Cheer up. You used to love making the money guys squirm.
- And back in the day, that was the point. - That was eons ago.
Now I spend half my day blowing advertisers.
This is not what I thought I'd be doing with my life.
When was the last time you had any fun?
Fun? Years. Decades. I don't know.
One of Jann's investors is having a little shindig out at Long Island tonight.
We should go. Drive out there, make a day of it, you know?
- It'll be like old times. - I've got a magazine to run.
Not if you don't start schmoozing the money guys.
Look, Doug's working on graffiti,
Sam's doing the vet piece.
It's gonna be a solid issue.
There's to do but look over their shoulders and be a pain in the ass.
- Angie: Listen to him, Finn! - Excuse me?
Thank you, Angie.
If there were ever a day to play hooky, this is it.
I don't schmooze.
You won't have to do anything but stand next to me and be pretty.
From now on, I'll handle all these assholes, how's that?
Ana all I have to do is go to a party?
I will hold down the fort.
You were a great goddamn hire, you know that?
You, too.
Nixon's planning to cut Veteran's services.
I can't believe you read the "Journal" before I do.
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