Norma Rae
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1:17:00
I know the unión's the only way we're gonna
get our own voice, make ourselves any better.

1:17:07
I guess that's why I push.
1:17:10
Our own Mother Jones.
1:17:12
Who's she?
1:17:14
She was some considerable lady. She made it
happen for the coal miners in West Virginia.

1:17:20
You ain't mad at me.
1:17:24
If the situation ever called for a smart,
loud, profane, sloppy, hard-workin' woman...

1:17:31
I'd pick you every time, kid.
1:17:34
Well, how come "sloppy"?
Nobody wears girdles any more.

1:17:39
- Why are you givin' it to me? I didn't order it.
- Well, hey, you ate it!

1:18:03
- What do you want?
- Warshawsky around?

1:18:08
Reuben's at the printer's.
1:18:10
Pretty late for the printer's.
1:18:14
Yeah, well, Reuben keeps him workin' late.
1:18:17
You're Norma Rae, aren't you?
1:18:20
Hm?
1:18:21
I'm Mrs Webster.
1:18:24
We're from the unión headquarters.
This is Al London and I'm Sam Dakin.

1:18:27
Is that right?
1:18:30
Well, now that you're here, I might as well
give you my shoppin' list. Let me see.

1:18:35
We need some more envelopes and stamps.
We're almost outta typin' paper.

1:18:39
We could do with a loudspeaker.
How about some typewriters that don't stick?

1:18:43
- We're not in office supplies, Mrs Webster.
- And you aren't around here much, either.

1:18:48
Ah, hello, Reuben.
1:18:50
- Sam. How are you?
- All right.

1:18:52
- Gettin' fat.
- Put on a couple of pound.

1:18:55
- Al, how are you?
- Lousy. I got a cold.


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