[birds chirping]
[train whistle blows]
[rhythmical jazz playing]
[panting]
[grunts]
[train whistle blows]
Shit! Shit, shit.
[train brakes screeching]
- [train whistle blows] - Okay, okay.
Carson, Carson!
Oh! Oh! Oh, my goodness! Emily! John!
Hi! How's it being back home? How are you feeling?
I'm happy to be back with the family.
Have you heard from Charlie?
I have, yes, yes.
He's actually great.
[stammering] Or, I mean, great, you know, considering the war.
[man] All aboard!
- Will I see you at choir practice this afternoon? - Mm-hmm.
Yeah. Of course. Of course.
So, it was lovely running into you both.
All of you, whole family.
I actually... I must go now. So, I must go. Okay.
Don't forget it is your turn to bring the pie!
I would not forget the pie!
Could you see her bra?
You know, I... I didn't.
- [scoffs] - Was it out?
[train whistle blows]
[man] There's another one on Tuesday!
Tuesday's too late, sir!
Ma'am, I can't let you board this train, it's technically already left.
Okay. Well, you can just pick that up in Boise
because I am not going to let you board this train.
- Sir! - That's against the law.
- Ma'am, do not approach the train. - Sir! Just let it happen.
[grunts]
[panting, laughs] I'm in. I made it.
I see that. Ticket, please.
[panting]
So, about that...
[train whistle blows]
[breathing heavily]
[people chatting]
Jesus!
I mean, Jesus, we miss you... so much.
What?
[sighs]
[whispering] You look crazy.
Yeah.
Are you gonna stare at me the whole way?
[sighs]
[quietly] What am I doing?
Oh, Jane Austen. What a sweet love story!
Actually, what I love about it most is that it's not like a fairy tale.
You know? I like that Elizabeth doesn't have, like, instant butterflies
when she meets Darcy, it takes a while.
And then, and then, eventually, they end up having this great love story.
But, I mean, when you think about it,
like, what is romance anyway?
It is a great book.
I'm...
I'm gonna get a sandwich.
[♪ Sister Rosetta Tharp: "Precious Memories"]
[kisses]
This could be a big deal, but it might not be.
[man knocking on door] Last stop, Chicago, Union Station.
[street noises]
[big band jazz playing]
Excuse me, sir, do you know where Baker Field is?
- [grunts] - Thank you.
[taxi engine starts]
[Jo] Aren't you glad I brought the map now?
Wow, Joey, you're right. You're always right.
I bow down to you and your map-packing knowledge.
Where would you be without me, bird, huh?
Probably at that store across the street, buying a goddamn map.
- Oh, really? - Yeah.
Why don't you do that then? I'll be ahead.
[Greta] Hey, Joey, when we get there, don't talk back to anybody.
We need this. This could be our big break.
- Wait. Hang on. - What?
Hey! Hey, you! Are you following us?
No. No, no. I, um...
I was just... I was just looking at this wall, 'cause it's sturdy.
It's a... It's a good one.
No, you're clearly going to tryouts.
You can't follow us. We're not here to help the competition!
She doesn't look like that much competition.
I mean, I could be competition, I think.
Oh, yeah?
Then let's go. We're late.
- [Greta] It's fine. - Sorry, sorry, sorry.
This is like being in a pinball machine.
I always wondered what it would be like
to be those little balls. Boing, boing, boing.
How are you bad at walking?
Or did they not invent that yet on whatever goat farm you're from?
Jo, will you take one of her bags? We gotta hoof it.
- Are you kidding me? - Do it.
- Thank you. Appreciate it. - Fine. Whoa!
[woman] Excuse me. So sorry.
What... What the hell is in here?
I was rushing and I couldn't decide what books to bring.
[both] Books?
Uh, we're not going to librarian tryouts.
No one has time to read in New York! There's too much to do.
Wow. Is that where you're from? I've always wanted to go.
Actually, I'm from all over. The Big Apple, Houston, Paris,
- which is in France. Ever heard of it? - [Carson] Yeah.
- You know, she dated a movie star. - Jo!
- You did! - Oh, my goodness! Cary Grant?
No, no. It was Jimmy Stewart?
[both] Hendricks Johnson.
From The Wizard of Oz. He's one of the Lollipop Kids.
Oh, wow!
- He was the one that gave the lollipop... - Hey, nimrods!
It's this way! Why am I the only one looking at the map?
Ooh, ooh, take these, Joey.
You're the only one holding the map.
Oh, okay, don't get all philosophical on me, Books.
- "Books"? - Thank you, cutie.
Ooh-la-la. Scored us some smokes.
- Doink! - Oh, thank you. I'm gonna save mine for later.
Oh. You're married?
Oh, uh, yes, yeah, of course, I am.
Huh. What does your Freddie think about you going to play baseball?
Oh, uh, well, Charlie, um... He's super excited about it.
Yeah. When I was first scouted, I wasn't sure if I was gonna come,
'cause I have a lot of responsibilities at home, you know,
but I've always loved baseball more than anything.
I mean, except Charlie, obviously. [chuckles]
But, I mean, it's just a tryout, it's just a tryout,
and it's a free ticket to Chicago, so... And I've never been here.
This is really boring.
- We've got five minutes, let's go. - Go, go, go.
[♪ The Pied Pipers: "Dream"]
Holy shit.
- Holy shit. - Holy shit.
Whoa! You got an arm like a shotgun.
Maybe that's what I'll call you. Shotgun Molly!
Maybe keep working on that.
[sighs] I didn't know this many girls played ball.
How could you? There's never been anything like this before.
Get your game faces on. Let's show these girls up.
Okay.
Whoa. You're spreading germs everywhere.
You ever heard of the flu, or...
Ever heard of "shut the hell up"?
[sighs] Yes.
[singing in Spanish]
Miss! Miss, miss. Hey, you're the, uh, Cuban girl, right?
- Yes. - Yes. Your mom said you could speak English.
Yes, uh, Oklahoma, where the wind come sweeping down the plain.
Right. Great. Yeah.
You know what? Maybe we don't talk
- to the press today. Yeah. - Uh-huh?
Thanks. See you out there.
[Carson] You think this thing is for real?
It better be. We got one-way tickets.
I mean, we have no other plans and no more money, so...
Like usual.
- Hello. - Name.
Uh, Shaw. Carson Shaw.
Oh, yeah. Scout put a little star by your name.
- [chuckles] You got a star? - That was nice of him.
- Maybe it's just a smudge. - Oh.
Wave hello to Mr. Baker, that's who you need to impress.
[gasps] He's here?
I love your candy bars!
[whistle blows]
[♪ Benny Goodman: "Sing, Sing, Sing"]
- [whistle blows] - [coach] Go!
This is nuts. I mean, we could be pros.
- It's nuts. - [whistle blows]
Like, some of the games I listened to happened right here.
I think the Cubs are playing here tomorrow.
- What? - Yeah.
- [sighs] No pressure. - No pressure.
- [whistle blows] - [coach] Come on, put 'em down.
[blows whistle]
[song continues]
[blows whistle]
[whistle blows]
[coach] Hey! Where the hell are you going?
[speaking Spanish] Do you speak Spanish?
[speaking English] Oh, I don't know. I'm so... I'm not equipped.
I have to go do this.
[speaks Spanish]
[speaking Spanish] Are you from Cuba?
- Yes. - They play well in Cuba.
- You speak Spanish? - Yes.
Thank God! No one else speaks Spanish!
Calm down! Calm down!
[bat hits ball]
[song continues]
Uh, yes, yes. Ticket sales have been down slightly.
It doesn't look so slight from up in the stands.
You really think this is gonna help?
This is not about money, Pat.
You know, Americans need baseball to keep their spirits in fighting shape.
That's right.
You really think people are gonna pay to watch women run around like men?
Our players will be ladies through and through.
No pants wearing, trash talking, chew spitting...
[all exclaim]
Did anyone see that?
Yeah. I think that's enough questions for now.
[song continues]
I have half a mind to just shut this thing down right now.
No, no, no. No, no, no Sir, please, just trust me, okay?
I will find someone to teach the women how to be... women.
You better find a magician. I gotta go lay down.
Guys, let's hold off on the photos right now.
[song continues]
She can hit too. These girls are really good.
Why you watching what everyone else is doing? Watch yourself.
Yeah, watch yourself.
No, you guys are right.
I need that kind of confidence.
I wish.
[song continues]
Guess it was just... a lucky one.
Damn.
So, it's called Wonder Woman,
but she doesn't show up until the second-to-last page.
- Uh-huh. - Then the Duke of Deception uses the Crown of Mars
to separate her spirit from her body, and that's it.
She's not even in the book at all, even though it's named after her.
Okay, are we just gonna keep walking here?
Uh-huh.
Okay. I think I might shit my pants. You think that'll get you on the team?
- Just keep talking, okay? - All right, I'll keep talking.
So, you know, I wrote a letter to the editor. And it's like,
you already took the one true love of her life, just let her have a body.
- You know? Just let her have a body. - Oh-oh.
[Max] You think he's bringing us a pie?
Yeah, I don't see a pie.
You gals get lost on the way to the South Side?
We're here for the tryouts.
But that's very chivalrous of you to worry about us being lost, sir.
Look, I don't think you understand.
This is the All-American League.
- We're pretty all-American. - Yeah, we American.
- We were born here. - Yeah, "In God We Trust." You know, Jesus...
Think you look like them?
Well, actually, I think my form is a tad bit better, but...
We're from Rockford, Illinois,
where we saw you're putting one of the teams. The Peaches?
Yeah, funny thing, we don't grow really grow peaches in Rockford.
We mostly grow corn.
Maybe you should call the team, "The Corn."
Look, we're not gonna have colored girls playing with our girls.
[Daryl] Go on home.
Just give me one shot.
One minute to throw for you. I promise you're gonna want me pitching at every game.
I know how to put on a show.
[Daryl] Look, if you don't get out of here now, I'll have you run off.
- Okay, Max, let's go. - No.
- No, let's just go. Come on. - We're not leaving.
Thank you, sir. Sorry to bother you.
[Max sighs]
[all exclaim]
Holy shit. Who was that?
- I mean, we knew it was gonna happen, right? - Mm-hmm.
Yeah. Sure, we knew.
- No. Max. Max. Max. - What is wrong with those assholes?
- I gotta show them. Clance, please! - You gotta not get murdered.
- Let me go. - Hey! Hey! All right, you right, okay?
- You don't need 'em! They assholes! - I literally need them.
I don't sit at my desk drawing all day like you. I need a team!
Hey, that is not your team! Okay?
I'm sorry.
[both sigh]
You're right. I'm fine.
You fine?
- I'm fine. - Good.
- I said I'm fine. - Okay.
- I mean, a minute ago, you were gonna kill someone.
- Don't remind me. - I'm just saying, now you fine though?
- I'm fine. - Okay, she's fine.
- You fine? - Yeah, I'm fine.
- Okay. - I mean, you gonna pretend you're fine,
I'll pretend I don't know that you're not fine,
and we're gonna be fine. So, since we fine, can I, uh...
Can I go get my comic book now
before we have to take the train back to our devastating lives?
Please?
- How are we best friends? - Pff. Beats me.
- Yeah, we can go get your comic book now. - Thank you.
- You're a married woman. - Hey!
Just 'cause I got married to a sexy, sexy, gentleman don't mean I got normal.
Race you there!
- [Clance] You could have worn a skirt! - [both giggling]
Sent our scouts all over the whole damn country.
And Canada. Canada was great.
Looking for feminine girls. And this is what they found?
I mean, who's gonna pay to watch this?
My God! Look at their calves, they're enormous!
I still think it's gonna work. And I will take care of the calves.
You know, I know these are desperate times,
but, you know, we have a pedigree to hold up here.
I mean, our candy bars are synonymous with excellence.
- Right. - A seriousness of purpose.
Without a doubt.
So you tell me, does this look like excellence to you?
Actually, I think it does, sir.
- [jazz music playing] - [players chatting]
Quietly, girls!
Remember we're ladies and not ball-chasing pound hounds.
Mmm. I usually touch both shoes with my bat before I swing,
but this time, I only touched one. I don't know what I was thinking.
Yeah, well, I was catching a pop fly in the outfield
and a bird almost shit in my eye, you know, so I dropped it.
Fucking birds!
I picked a wedgie right in front of Mr. Baker. What was I thinking?
Don't worry, he probably didn't see.
- He was too busy looking at how bad your swing is. - [both laugh]
Oh, gosh! Pee-yew!
[speaking Spanish] Poor thing, I should have warned her!
[Jo, speaking English] I feel okay.
We're gonna get on this team. I think it's a no-brainer.
Hey, you gotta be careful who you say that to.
- You know, my cousin Stan had a lobotomy. - [Greta] Mm-hmm.
I don't know, my first two swings, my heel dropped too early.
Yeah, and then you practically hit a homer! Boom!
You should've seen the look on their faces.
- Your guy would be proud. - [Jo chuckles]
You okay?
Yeah, I... You know what?
I'm just gonna go unpack for little bit. I forgot earlier, so...
[sighs]
- God! Fuck! - [door opens]
- Oh, my God. - Excuse us.
Sorry.
- Sorry. - Didn't mean to interrupt.
I was just...
Just noting some thoughts about war.
- Oh, why? - Why?
Not, not positively. Just...
It's important that we reflect.
It's a bad one.
It is. Yeah, it's a bad one.
- Um... - [clears throat]
- We wanna talk about your hair. - Oh.
- Yeah, sure. - I think it's holding you back.
Okay, thank you.
[Greta] Oh, no, no, I didn't mean that as a compliment.
Yeah, I was being sarcastic.
- It's very farm. - Right, right.
- Just, again, I'm not actually from a farm. - I do haircuts.
Yeah, I... We should... I would... I mean, I'm in...
I'm due for one.
[soft jazz playing]
- [Greta] Is this your guy? - [Carson] Yeah.
Oh, my goodness. He's handsome.
Yeah.
He looks a little boring, though.
No, he's not. He's not boring.
He's really funny and weird, in a good way.
He's my best friend, so...
And how is he in the sack?
That is... That's private information, so...
[Greta] All right, close your peepers.
- I'm gonna mist you. Ready? - [Carson] Okay.
I need to sort of visualize what you're gonna look like when I'm done with ya.
Um, so he's never said anything explicit about it,
but I think that Charlie really likes my hair long, so...
[Greta] I was thinking like this.
[gasps]
Gr... Greta, that is so much hair.
Do you want me to stop?
No. No.
Okay, good.
I read what you wrote.
What is your story?
All right, I wasn't gonna come to the tryouts.
Even though it's a dream to play ball like this.
But I just kept thinking, "You can't, you're a married woman."
And then, I... I might have received...
a letter in the mail from my husband,
uh, about him, uh, coming home.
What?
He's coming home.
Hold on, hold on, hold on.
Are you saying that your husband
wrote you a letter saying he was coming home from war
and then you left?
[quietly] Yeah. Yes.
[laughing]
I just ran away like I was possessed or something.
See, I don't think you are running away from anything.
I think you are running towards your destiny.
I don't think I'm the kind of person that has a destiny.
Well, I guess you get to decide that, don't you?
[train whistle blows]
[people chatting indistinctly]
[chuckles]
Fucking fuckers!
What?
They published my letter, but they completely rewrote it
and made it sound like I was complimenting them!
God! This is typical.
You can't even try out and now my comment on Wonder Woman
and how the character development is too quickly played out was twisted!
They twisted it!
Yeah. It's the same situation.
- I'll shut up, yeah. - [chuckles]
What did you tell your mom?
She'd be so pissed if she knew you went to tryouts.
I didn't tell her anything.
She does not run my life. I'm a grown woman.
- Yes, you are. - I call the shots.
- You do. - I do.
Yes, you do, sir.
- But we should probably... - We should probably... Yep, I know, just tell her.
- Make up something. - I didn't even think about that.
- Because she's gonna kill you, and you know that. - Right. Mm-hmm.
I'm moving to California.
- Okay. - I heard the leagues out there are a little bit integrated.
What do you mean "a little bit integrated"?
It's kind of a you either are or aren't thing, isn't it?
Yeah, well, maybe they'll make an exception for people as good as me.
Well, if we're going to California, I have to tell my husband, so...
Ugh, I still can't believe you have a husband.
- I still can't believe you don't. - You are a whole wife.
Yeah, and you could be, too, if you, you know, did somethin' with your face.
- No. No. - Smile.
[Clance] Every single man in that town when there's not a war
is into you, and you just ignore them.
- This is not true. - The guy with the wonky eye?
- He's 50! - Yeah, but, you know.
You're sick. The eye is lazy. I can't do that.
- Yeah, but it's kinda cute the way it kinda wobbles. - No, no, no.
- I'm good. - Don't you think?
- Thank you. But I'll pass. - All right.
It's time for me to stop wantin' things I can't have. [sighs]
Hey!
California.
No. Can't I just want something normal, like a couch?
- A couch? - Ain't that what you wives want?
[laughs]
You're looking to get slapped.
- Lemme see your drawing. - No.
- Please? - No.
- I haven't got that big creasy frown line... - Please.
- ...just right yet. - Okay.
- Goofy tooth right yet. - Okay, just lemme see the damn thing!
Say something nice.
Something nice.
- Mm-hmm. Something better. - [Max chuckles]
- If you could just... Her arm. - Shut up.
- Wouldn't let my arm noodle like that... - Shut up!
All right. It's perfect.
Thank you.
[train whistle blows]
[soft jazz music playing]
I think we can see you better now.
What do you think?
I like it.
Me too.
Hey, you gotta tell him how you feel.
Okay.
- Okay? - Mm-hmm. Yeah.
Okay.
[Carson chuckles]
Hello, ladies, how can I help you?
We are looking for some stationary
that would befit an important message.
- Absolutely. - [Carson] Very important.
- And we'll take an envelope, please. - Yeah, an envelope.
- Okay. - And a pen, with a flexible nib.
- Great. - And a stamp.
- Yes. 'Cause we have to... - [both] Send it.
Is that all?
[upbeat jazz music playing]
[stammering] I don't know what to say.
- I've known him so long. You don't even know. - Okay, so say that.
I can't...
[Carson] I don't want him to think I don't love him
- because I do. - [Greta] Carson.
- It's gonna be bad. - But he's gonna be...
- He's not here. - It doesn't matter. Listen. Listen, listen.
Yeah. I feel like I feel good. I feel like it's... We're getting somewhere.
[vocalizing and laughing]
- That's it. All you have to do is that. - That's it.
[both laughing]
Hi! It's us again.
- Henry. - Hi.
Henry, okay, I need you to send this immediately, all right?
- Absolutely. - You need to make sure it goes out, all right?
- I will. - Don't open it.
I... I won't open it. Why would I open it?
- Why did you even bring it up? - I'm not... Is there someone else?
- I don't... This is sealed, so just keep it that way. -You're bad.
Henry's a bad boy.
- Don't be bad. - I don't plan on being bad.
- Don't be bad, Henry. - [Henry] Please enjoy your stay.
- Don't be bad. - Don't be bad.
[both laughing]
Yep. Definitely not interested in women at all.
[clears throat] Oh, hello, Don!
[birds chirping]
[Greta, knocking on door] Carson!
[knocking on door, door opens]
Carson! Get up.
Get up right now.
We gotta go downstairs. They're about to announce the teams!
[groans]
What happened last night?
[Maybelle] Oh! Go! Get out of the way. Excuse me!
Oh.
Yes!
[cheering]
My wife and I went on a safari for our honeymoon.
We saw a pack a hyenas take down a lion.
It looked pretty much like this.
I think they look like they're having fun.
We're gonna make sure that they don't have too much fun. Right, ladies?
What did I do wrong? I can't go home.
Yes! Yes!
- Holy shit! - Holy shit?
Holy shit!
- Did you get on? - Yeah, we're all Peaches!
God, we are all fucking fruit!
- [Lupe] We're fruit! - Fruit!
[all cheering]
Hold on. Did I send Charlie a letter last night?
- Yeah. - What did I write?
You spoke your heart, and some other parts of you.
Oh, God! Greta!
Oh, Carson!
Sir? Sir, I know you're down there.
Oh, hello again. I was, uh...
just doing an inventory of the room keys.
Great. I need the letter back from last night.
- It was picked up already. - What?
And I did not open it, ma'am.
Why would you open it? That's weird.
All right, um... Where's the post office?
- It's two blocks that way. - Do you know the route?
Do... Do I know the postal route?
Wait, Carson. Wait. We leave for Rockford in an hour.
Just tell me what I wrote.
It doesn't matter what you wrote. What're you gonna do?
You gonna run all over Chicago looking for a letter
that you needed to send anyway?
Or are you gonna be a professional baseball player?
You're a Peach now, Carson. Right?
- Okay. - Okay?
[♪ Sister Rosetta Tharp: "Cain't No Grave Hold My Body Down"]
Ooh, Charlene is feeling the most.
All right, Bonnie, remember, your hair won't sweat out
if you slow down and walk like a lady.
So, exactly what was this, uh, concert in the park?
Yeah, Mama. Jazz concert. Grant Park, like I told you.
- Mmm. - Thanks for giving me the day off. How was...
Who played again?
There were a lotta different musicians. Duke Ellington, Charlie Parker.
[Toni] Ooh, don't leave that iron in there too long.
You don't want another handful of pocket curls.
So, what'd they play?
Um... They played all their hits.
Like?
You know, that one song that...
[mouthing] ♪ It don't mean a thing ♪♪
Jesus, Maxine. "It Don't Mean a Thing!"
- [Toni] You are such a bad liar. - I tried.
- Georgia, what are you doing? Right in front of my face? - I was just trying to help.
Fine. Yes, I went to the tryouts.
So, you lied to me.
If you knew already, why you have to do this in front of the whole salon?
- They don't care. - Oh, we love it.
I said, obviously she went to those tryouts. I knew it all along.
- You did not. I said that. - I was telling you about it.
- No, you didn't. It was Thursday. - Okay, you can stop.
- Didn't I say it? - Stop.
How you know, Mama?
Guy told us.
He came here with some leftovers his mama made him.
He didn't want to waste that good pork.
- Guy... - That pork is delicious.
Now, Maxine, you've got to make smarter choices.
- I'm making the best choices... - Once this salon is yours,
I will kill you if you lose this business
because you're still acting like a child
over this baseball nonsense.
Even if I'm dead, I will come back and I will kill you.
This is fun.
I have told you before,
owning your own business in this country is the only way
you can have some control of your life.
I'm all for you having a dream, Maxine.
I just want you to pick one that's possible.
I hear you.
You're right.
- Don't mess with me. - No, I'm being serious.
I need to start focusing on things that are real.
Remember when you told me you wanted me to start doing the bookkeeping?
I remember you saying that looking at numbers made you wanna light yourself on fire.
Yeah, well,
I think I should learn it. Think it would be a good idea.
Is everything okay in here? Or am I gonna have to take my coffee outside?
No. She's making sense for once.
[Edgar] Well...
I love this peace under my roof.
- Mmm. It is my roof too. - Yes, it is.
- I wish my husband would kiss me like that. - [laughs]
Don't worry, he's my husband.
- Go on, girl. - [Toni] That's right. I know.
- [Georgia] Shoot. - [Toni] That's right. Hmm.
So, how'd it go?
- You know too? - Well, Guy bought that good pork.
Did you show 'em that knuckleball?
They didn't even let me try out, Dad.
I'm so sorry, baby.
It's fine. It's over.
Well, maybe we throw the ball around tomorrow before work?
What do you say, huh?
Nah, too much to do.
- I'll see you at home, Daddy. - Don't get too drunk tonight.
I'm gonna be too drunk to remember you said that.
[Beverly] Peaches! Welcome to your Rockford home.
Come and join me out by the banister.
Everyone out of your rooms, please.
Very quickly. This will only take a moment.
Open your books. I'd like to go through a few rules.
No smoking or drinking in public.
- No pants in public. - What?
- [Beverly] You've heard of pants? - I have!
Congratulations. Don't wear them outside.
Curfew is at 10:00 p.m. sharp.
Wait, what?
Stragglers will have their pay docked. And...
You can call me Sergeant Beverly or Sarge, if you must.
That's what I was called in the Marines.
I will be your chaperone for the season.
- [all chuckling] - Thank you, ladies. Dismissed.
No, thank you.
I will be watching.
Oh, I have not had a chance to say this,
but I am so relieved that we are roommates.
- Do you feel that? - Yeah. It's great.
What do you think the fans are gonna be like?
Do you think there will be any cute boys who can handle power hitters?
You know, to be honest with you, I hadn't really thought about that.
You haven't?
So, what are you, a pitcher?
Yeah. Didn't you see me pitch?
What kind of question is that?
A simple one.
Look, I love the girls, I love them,
but there's a lot of anxiety in the room. Right?
And I know myself, and I know that other energies, they attach on to me.
Right? And I absorb them. And if someone else is anxious, then I go...
So, I should be anxious? And then I'm anxious.
[Maybelle] I ditched my last guy before I came out here.
A lot of guys, they see all this, they see all this, they think it's all, na, na, na!
But, no way, okay? I'm gonna talk their ear off,
I'm gonna eat more hotdogs than they can. I'm gonna outrun 'em.
Where are you from, anyway?
Moose Jaw?
Saskatchewan?
Canada?
[exhales heavily]
What... What are those?
Mmm, oh...
Uh, humidifiers.
Feel free to explore.
But I should help you, 'cause they get hot, hot, hot, like, danger.
- I'll let you handle it. - I have a scar here from...
[Maybelle] What about you? What's your type, hmm?
- Blondes. - Oh!
I'm a blonde. [giggles]
[bell rings]
Hear ye, hear ye, Peaches!
- Is that a fire? - I'm sure it's not. It doesn't smell...
Okay, well, I definitely wanna check to see if it is a fire.
Hello! Okay, we have 2.5 hours before curfew.
So...
[in English accent] With great dignity and composure...
[all laugh]
Let's quietly contemplate how to find a motherfuckin' bar!
Yes!
Okay! Go!
[upbeat jazz song playing]
Holy geez! They're welcoming us!
You guys! We're famous!
The Peaches have arrived! Thank you!
I actually have never technically been drunk before,
but I have read a lot of the Greek literature surrounding alcohol.
- So I think I know what to do. - Go ahead. Fine me.
I'm not wearing a dress.
[Jess] We're gonna be rich now. Who cares?
[Jo] Carson, come on!
[♪ Benny Goodman: "Air Mail Special"]
Do you wanna get flipped?
What are you doing?
Oh, it's a new dance. It's called the Jitterbug.
That is not the Jitterbug. That is the Jo!
Oh! Whoo!
- [Max] I need a drink. - [Clancy] Mm-hmm.
But first, I wanna find your loose-lipped husband.
Okay, it's not his fault.
He's shy, so, sometimes when he talks, it comes out all at once.
- Don't hurt him, Max. - Uh-huh.
I mean it.
Hey, baby!
Ah, there's my baby. Hey!
- Mmm. - Okay, so she's mad.
- Oh. - Hey, Guy. Good to see you.
Listen, thank you so much for telling the entire salon and my whole family
- about us going to the tryouts. - Yeah, I told you not to tell anyone.
Yeah, I was actually just feeling a little nervous,
'cause your mom makes me a little scared
and I couldn't think of what else to talk about.
- Nothing at all? - Yeah, well, you fucked up, baby,
because Max's been holdin' in her rage for a while now,
and she gonna lose her shit all over you right now.
- It's gonna be ugly... - I am right here.
- Sorry. - I had a whole speech and everything.
- Sorry. As you were. - Guy. Guy, old buddy...
Hey, hey. So, um, um, a bunch of those baseball girls
are actually in the bar right now.
They seem pretty nice, actually.
Actually, I keep telling you, actually, not to say inappropriate things.
Look how mad she is! Feel the room, actually.
- I know. I say "actually" a lot. So much. - I say "actually" a lot.
- We say "actually" a lot. - I know, we say. 'Cause we a we now.
- But it's like, think of another word. - I know you actually do.
This is disgusting, I'mma go.
Hey, hey. Hold on, um, um, Max, listen.
William doesn't really like us out there with the customers.
I don't work here.
Yeah, well, he lets you drink here for free.
Relax. Just going to check out the competition.
- They're not your competition. You're not... - I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Max.
[♪ The Andrews Sisters: "Tico Tico"]
Yeah. Sure, dancing is fun,
but people don't talk about how dangerous it is.
So, if your dad's so strict, how'd he let you come?
He didn't. I just came.
- [sighs] - What?
I kinda ran away too.
Is that why you changed your hair? To be incognito?
Maybe. I don't think I look that different, though.
Mmm.
You kinda do.
[chuckles]
[song ends, applause]
[♪ Memphis Minnie: "Kissing in the Dark"]
Hey there.
- Hi. - Hi.
Hi.
- Hi. - Hi.
- How are you? - I'm good.
How long have you and Jo known each other?
I don't know, a million years.
We met playing baseball. In Queens. When we were kids.
Got our first jobs together, her grandma threw her out,
because she said she wasn't a real girl.
- A kid said that to me once because I played baseball. - Yeah.
What?
I want you to make me a promise. Okay?
Whatever happens with this thing, however long it lasts,
let's rob the bank.
Sound good?
- Yeah, that sounds good. - Okay.
You mean that we should take advantage of all this
and do whatever we want, and not actually rob a bank?
You're saying that if I found a job for us to pull, you wouldn't do it?
I would have to really think about where I stood.
- Of course. - If I would drive the car or whatever.
Uh-huh.
Just 'cause I'm not a fast driver.
Jo's by herself, so I gotta dance with her.
Okay. I'm gonna... I'll be...
- I'm just gonna get another drink or something. - [song ends, applause]
Okay. Well...
Bye.
- Bye. - [laughs]
[♪ Bing Crosby and The Andrew Sisters: "Get Your Kicks on Route 66"]
What in the Howdy-Doody, white Jesus, unseasoned chicken kinda dancing is this?
I don't know, but it is the weirdest thing I have ever seen.
Hey, Maxine. Your mom cut my hair. What do you think?
Yeah, it's nice.
What?
- How you been, Gary? - Good, good.
I just got a new job at the screw factory.
- Wait, they're hiring colored guys now? - Yeah.
And they're taking me on the team too.
You're looking at the new second baseman.
- The team? - [Gary] Yeah.
- As in the baseball team? - Yeah, the baseball team.
Okay. You can't even get hit with the ball.
Thanks.
A bunch of guys got drafted, so all these spots opening up...
I'm literally four billion times the player you are!
Yeah, but it doesn't matter, 'cause you're a woman.
- Oh, right. Yeah, it doesn't matter. - It's the men's team.
It doesn't matter. I'm a woman.
- I know. - I can't do anything.
But you know what a woman can do. A woman can beat your ass.
- Whoa! Max! - Let me tell you that women can...
- [Clance] Get out of here. Move your ass. - [Max] I'm not doing anything.
- [Clance] What the hell's wrong with you? - Oh, thank you.
- [Max] Let me... Stop it. - [Clance] Will you just quit it?
Hey! Will you...
How many times do I have to tell you
you can't lose your shit like that in front of white folk?
This is my husband's job.
Sorry.
Well, you had your fun with Guy, you humiliated Gary.
At least we don't have to pretend you not mad no more.
Take a breath, okay?
I'm gonna go clean up your mess, as per fucking usual.
[door closes]
[♪ Brice Davoli and Valerie Deniz: "Love Me True"]
Yuck. I don't like it.
I have never met anyone like you.
Well, I've never met anyone like you.
- I'm sure that you have. - Uh-uh.
Some of that stuff you said in your letter last night... I mean, yeah.
- Whoo, boy! - Okay, all right.
Okay, just tell me what I wrote.
I think you know what you wrote.
I feel like I am screwing up my entire life...
and I don't know why.
Everything that I have always wanted...
No.
But I'm not stopping because...
it feels good.
Okay.
Come with me.
Come on. Come in here.
[sighs]
What did you want to tell me?
I thought so.
[clanging]
[door closes]
There you are. I'm sorry, Guy.
It's all right.
I'm sorry for overreacting.
I need to find Gary and apologize to him too.
I love you more than anyone else in the entire world, you know that, right?
- I'm right here. - Shh-shh.
I know. I love you too.
Okay.
I'll let you know if we have to move to California.
Did you hear what Gary said about the factory?
Yeah, did you? He said they were hiring colored men.
I mean, white women last month, now colored men?
Things are changing pretty fast, huh?
Who's moving to California?
Nobody's moving anywhere if she gets on that factory team.
[Greta and soldier laughing]
Wait, Greta. Where are you going?
I'm, uh, gonna show Danny here some of the sights.
- Peter. I'm Peter. - Oh.
Uh, but you don't even know the sights, you just got here.
Um, I feel like maybe I can find something that he can look at.
[Greta] See you at the barracks.
Are you sure this a good idea? You just met him.
- It's sweet of you to worry, but I can take care of myself. - Good night.
Hi.
Again.
Um...
[stammering] I was just, um...
It's okay.
- You were at the tryouts, right? - [laughs softly]
That was an incredible throw.
Yeah. I know.
[♪ Big Brother and the Holding Company: "Piece of my Heart"]
[announcer] Women are swinging the bat in the All-American Girls League,
but the question remains, will anyone come to watch?
[inaudible]
[song ends]