01x10 - The Newser

Episode transcripts for the TV show "Good Girls Revolt".Aired: November 2015 to October 2016.
"Good Girls Revolt" is set in the late 1960s, and is inspired by the book, "The Good Girls Revolt". The series tracks three women at an American news magazine who seek equality in the workplace.
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01x10 - The Newser

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Man: I read it. It wasn't bad.

Oh, that's great.

This record's from last March.

It's the, uh, Red Stockings.


Finn: Why aren't they wearing red stockings?


Here. Hundreds of women are down in Greenwich Village.

It was a big deal.

Not very compelling.

What else have you got?

In terms of rallies or...


Rallies. Any of 'em get violent?

No cat fights. Sorry, man.


It's just our readers have seen sit-ins, speak-ins, f*cking sleep-ins. It's a yawn.

How about one woman?

One woman on the cover, the feminist.

I got Gloria Steinem.

Betty Freidan.

Oh, Jesus Christ.


Germaine Greer.

And then that one.

Uh-uh-uh. I want a gorgeous broad. Huh?

One who's badder than a junk yard dog.

Oh, yeah.

Gloria Steinem's not bad.

Finn: Is she the real leader of this thing?

Ned: It's hard to tell.

Hey, Ned, do you have any pictures of them showering together? I'd like to see that.


I want the idea of a woman.

Yeah, I hear you, boss.

The symbol of a woman. You know what I mean.

Nameless. Faceless.

Yeah. And not a woman, every woman.

That's no woman. That's a mannequin.

You know, when I'm walking down the street, I stop to check out a sexy mannequin.

They don't put Germaine f*cking Greer in the windows of Saks, do they?

Ned, throw together three mock ups.

We'll go from there.

Will do.

Oh, man.

I'm gonna have trouble sleeping tonight.


Look at this.

The feminine mistake.

I thought I had a mustache.

Ooh, right?

Buy you something sweet, young lady?


You know, I saw you kick this thing once.

I did not.

You did, and it was g*dd*mn adorable.

Well, sometimes I really want my treats.



I've been seeing Doug for the past few months.

Rhodes is a good man.

I've never done anything like this before.

I cannot stop thinking about you.

Me, neither.

Oh, Finn, I...

Um, I'm sorry. Uh, Angie is... is looking for you.

Your... your wife is on the line.

Thank you, Cindy.


Thanks, Patti. Thank you very much.




Don't get this Cathlyn Wilkerson girl.

I'm trying, but I just...

She was a camp counselor who played the violin.

That's an unexpected feeder program to the Weather Underground.

She's pretty, a straight A student, working on a Poli Sci degree at Swarthmore, and did a semester abroad in France, and then... she just... What? She just woke up one day, and decided she wants to overthrow a government?

Starts building b*mb? I don't...

How does someone change like that?

Maybe she didn't.

Maybe every time she saluted the flag, she felt like she was lying.

Like the place she lived didn't represent who she was.

And every time she took her seat in the orchestra, instead of blending in, she wanted to scream out.

I think you just described insanity.

Maybe she felt like a soda bottle... that the world was just shaking and shaking.

And one day the cap comes off.

So she didn't evolve and change, she...



Did you get what you need?

Yeah. Good, thanks.

[typing continues]

♪♪[Crosby, Stills and Nash "Helplessly Hoping"]

♪ Helplessly hoping ♪
♪ Her harlequin hovers nearby ♪
♪ Gasping at glimpses ♪
♪ Of gentle true spirit ♪
♪ He runs ♪
♪ Wishing he could fly ♪
♪ Only to trip ♪
♪ At the sound of goodbye ♪
♪ Wordlessly watching ♪
♪ He waits by the window ♪
♪ And wonders ♪

Let's have a big Sunday breakfast.

Eggs Florentine.

♪ Heatlessly helping ♪

Hm? Uh, sure. Yes.

♪ He worries ♪
♪ Did he hear a goodbye? ♪

You came to bed so late last night again, my love.

♪ They are one person ♪
♪ They are two alone ♪
♪ They are three together ♪
♪ They are for each other ♪

Let's go out.

Cafe Viand. Pancakes for the kids, mimosas for us.

That sounds nice.

[phone rings]

Woodhouse here.

McFadden here.

Jesus, Wick, how the hell are you?

Well, I'm talkin' to you on a Sunday morning, so things could probably be better.

You called me, you cranky son of a bitch.

Yeah, because something's going on in your magazine.

"News of the Week" is in trouble.

And I'd rather have this conversation face to face.

You got 20 minutes tonight?

Reggie's 7:30 sound good?


Sounds good.

What does he want?

His job back, I'm guessing.

Son of a bitch puts in three months at "Time Magazine," and he's already crawling back.

It was inevitable.

Well. Girls, get up!

We're going out for breakfast.

[phone ringing]

I appreciate everyone coming out on a Sunday morning.

I need one of you to speak at the press conference tomorrow.

Oh, aren't you gonna speak?

I'll explain the legal process, but one of you needs to tell your story.

What you're doing and why.

Well, Patti, aren't you the obvious one?

Oh, yeah.


I want you to do it.

Yes. Jane.

You would be great.

All right. I'll do it.

So, I make it personal.

You're speaking for every woman in America.

Jane just got her first legitimate writing assignment.


We're in the home stretch.

The next 24 hours we carry around our secret.

I don't want you to say a word to anyone, but I know some of y'all are gonna talk anyway, so please, for the love of all things holy, be judicious.

We want to open our news conference just as "News of the Week's" issue on feminism hits the stands.


Yes, June.

What should we wear?

Clothes, shoes. Bras are optional.


A suit or a dress?

You wear whatever makes you feel beautiful and brave, and not necessarily in that order.

Let me see that.

Mm. What a bunch of revolutionaries.



Good morning.


Morning, Carl.

I got a note from Bea Burkhart.

About "When Our Boys Come Home"?



The last time she sent a note was to Peter for his investigation into falsified medical reports.

Then it was a straight sh*t to the Moscow bureau for him.

[sighs] She mentioned you.

As head researcher.

She did? Thank you for telling me that.

Oh, how's Noah been since the piece ran?

Same. He likes to drink beer.


I actually got a few job leads for him.

So he's more than a source.

That fight at Patti's was a one time thing.

It's not like he walks around punching people.

I'm actually stopping by his place tonight. Want to come?

I have plans, but please tell him I said hi.

Will do.

Oh, please tell me you went home last night.

I did.

You look nice.

Thank you.

Are you free tonight?

So far, yeah. You?

I want to see you.

Well, then, I think we can make that happen.

Let's go out for a good dinner, steak.

Maybe I could make you dinner at your place.

Even better.

Okay. I'm on it.



I've been missing you lately.



[indistinct chatter]

Tip o' the hat to you, Jane.


I feel strongly that we should give her a head's up.


We need to think about what happens after we file.

We need Mrs. Burkhart's support.

If we had her behind us...

That would be a huge get.


And telling her is good karma.

I'm falling in love with you, Jane.

But what if she tells Finn and we all get fired?

Let's tell her at the last minute.

It's a gesture of respect, but it doesn't change anything.

Good plan.

She's speaking at the Washington Press Club tomorrow, so she'll be at her home in Bethesda.

That means one of us should fly down, and be in position to tell her tomorrow morning.

I'll do it.

Cindy, that would mean that you're not at the press conference.

Are you sure?



Someone has to do it, and...

I've never been on a plane before.

Well, all right, then.

I'll fly out first thing in the morning.


How would it affect layout?

I'll show you.

Uh, show Gregory.

I'm gonna pull Robinson into this. Come here.

What do you think of this?

Sexy as hell, and it makes feminism feel edgy. Right?

Are there other options?

Well, uh...

I mean, that's a joke. The car is pasted in.

Get it? She's strong.

I know, this isn't a joke.

Um... all right.

This does not make me want to buy the magazine.

What about a photo of several women together smiling.

Maybe one of them has a baby, maybe...

How are we gonna know they're feminists?

How do you know that lips here is a feminist?

Well, that's a different message.

Oh, sexual freedom is only one part of liberation.

But it's undoubtedly the part that keeps us coming back.

What's the other part?

Women realizing that other women are restless, too.

And they may all want different things, but ultimately, they want the same thing.


So they band together to form a tribe that understands one another.

I like lips.

[sighs] Okay.

I'll see your lips, and I'll raise you.

Take that lipstick off. Make her real.

That's what women, especially young women, want.

They want it to be real. No more paper dolls.

I'm glad we're doing this issue.

I think it's really gonna mean a lot to the other girls in the pit.

That is music to my ears.

Come tomorrow, the newsroom's gonna be full of with smiles, and girls in good moods.

On days like that, who doesn't love coming to work.

Am I right, Ned?


Thanks for schooling me.

You have an uncluttered way of expressing yourself.

I'm very neat.

I wasn't saying you are tidy around the house.

I was referring to... Thank you.

The way in which you reason.

The way you describe things logically, it's enviable.

But, your statement sounds like someone with a safety net.

Someone who comes from privilege with nothing on the line.

And at this conference, do you know who you are?

You are oppressed.

So speak from your heart.

Stop trying to make everyone feel comfortable.

I think I can still make my point without being rude.


No one cares if you thank them for attending.

They want to know why a pretty white girl with every advantage in the world wants to work hard when she could marry and have babies, and get her hair done once a week.

I see.

Jane, I wanted you to be the speaker tomorrow because you are focused and self possessed.

And you remind me of myself.

Watching you, I realize how intimidating I must be.


I always thought that I would be standing next to my husband as he announced his bid for office, or thanked his colleagues for an award.

I never thought that I would be the one standing up in front of the microphone.

♪ Well, she's number one ♪
♪ And every man is hooked ♪
♪ The girl can't help it ♪
♪ For she's got the look ♪
♪ She's a h*t ♪
♪ Thank God, she's a h*t ♪

I'm not here to ask for my job back.

I'm doing well at "Time," so let's get that out of the way.


And I'm not here to tell you we want to hire you away from "News of the Week."

So let's get that out of the way.

It's out of the way.

Ted, give me a... another Glenlivet on the rocks.

Right away.

You're being played, Finn.

Who's playing me, Wick?

Gregory Sansone.

Here you are, sir.

Thank you.

You know, I have a lot of respect for the institution that gave me my career.

You don't know him.

Tell me, how much ad money is coming from the big three since you hired Gregory?

That's proprietary information, Wick, you know that.

Car companies were promised favorable coverage from him in return for big ad buys.

You can't promise favorable coverage.

The profile on Ralph Nader on car safety.

You know, Finn, I got 30 years at "News of the Week."

Now, if this magazine goes down as a useless rag that sold it's soul out for ad buys, people look at me differently as if it was going on the whole time.

It wasn't, and it isn't.

You need to look under the bed, Finn.


I grew up with Gregory.


One drink with a guy I fired isn't gonna convince me you know him better than I do.


With this pad, I bet the ladies go wild.

You got that right.


I wanted to apologize.

For what?

All that stuff about my needing a job.

The truth is, I...

Yeah, I made some calls.

There's a couple different outfits there, but all of them are looking.

I'm pretty sure "The Times" pays the best, but, uh, it's an early shift, so...

I'm bein' honest. I didn't think you were gonna do it.

I'm a suspicious son of a bitch like that.

Are you kiddin'?

After that party, I, uh...

Hey, you're right.

I've been busy, that's all.

Went up to Belmont.

Stopped by Mom's place.

Yeah? How's Nancy doing?

She's good. She's, uh... good.

Went through some old boxes.

You won't believe what I found.

Hot damn.

I forgot all about this.

That's 'cause your father didn't whup you over it.

f*ck' Mickey Mantle.

Oh. What were we thinking?

[clears throat] Sam Rosenberg.

Noah Benowitz.

Oh. Some poor old sap named Mickey Mantle.

[chuckles] It's incredible.

Thanks for showing me.

Take it.

No. No way.

No, really, it's yours.

That article you wrote is gonna help a lot of guys out.

I want you to have it.

Um, thanks for the beers.

Well, all of them.


Call those guys.

They'll find something for you.

Cracks me up.

♪ What a lucky man ♪
♪ He was ♪









Somebody help! My... my friend.

Open up!








I'm not even afraid to fly. You know?

I thought that I would be more scared.

I'm scared.

I'm having dinner with Doug tonight, and I'm gonna tell him.

I'm telling Lenny tonight, too.

Whoo. [chuckles]


God, Jane. Your apartment is...


Yeah. [chuckles]

Thank you so much for having us over for happy hour.

I don't know why I've never done it before.

Patti, what will you do if we win?

And what is your dream assignment?

I want to be the bureau chief in Cairo.

I'm going to ride a camel.

And I'm going to interview Bedouins.


What about you, Cindy?

Well, I'm with Lenny, I can't move to Cairo.


Um, but I would love to learn a foreign language.

All the best novelists know more than one.

They have those night classes, um, that the guys go to before they go off to...

Before they go off to wherever they want.


And then I could maybe jet in and out for a week or two, write feature stories.

Oh, man, you could cover breaking news. You know?

Go on the road for a week, come home for a couple of weeks.

Imagine getting the call that they're sending you to a hot spot.


[phone rings]

Jane, that's it.

That's the call.

They're sending me to Cairo.

Cindy: Run! The future won't wait, Jane.

[phone rings]

This is Jane Hollander. Hello.


[clears throat] Jane.


What does the future say, Jane?

This is Jane. Hello.

It's me.


Cindy: Ooh, Sam Rosenberg.

I'm here, uh...

He's adorable. So dreamy.

Girls, please.

Patti: Jane, why don't you just ball him already?

Jane: Shut up.

Sam, I'm so sorry, I could barely hear you.

Do you need something?

No, I'm, uh... I'll see you tomorrow.


[dial tone]

Cindy: The future can wait, Jane.

♪ They shake their heads, they say I've changed ♪
♪ Well, something's lost ♪
♪ But something's gained ♪
♪ I'm livin' every day ♪

[coins clattering]

♪ I've looked at life from both sides now ♪
♪ From win and lose ♪
♪ And still somehow ♪
♪ It's life's illusions I recall ♪
♪ I really don't know life ♪
♪ At all ♪

[gasps] Jesus, Doug, what are you doing here?

A first person account of how you're gonna sue "News of the Week"?

I was supposed to meet you at your place.

I convinced your super to let me in.

Doug, I was going to tell you tonight.

Well, we aren't protected from getting fired until we file the complaint.

But I can't f*re you.

So you could have told me at any point.

Yeah, but you might have...

Told on you?

You think I'm gonna tell somebody you want to be a reporter?

You've lied to my face. For months.

I know.

To everyone's face.

I know, and I feel terrible about that.

Finn's gonna h*t the roof.

Are you hearing me?

I'm hearing you.

What do you like about me, Patti?

If I'm so terrible, so untrustworthy, wh...

Why are you with me?

Doug, it's not like that, it...

I'm sorry, I'm... I know it's messy.

Damnit, Patti, I... I would have supported it.

Like you did with Altamont?

That was months ago.

You told me I was a researcher, not a reporter.

I would have cheered you on.

Hell, Patti, I would have helped you.

Like you did with my Novo-22 article?

You screwed that up and you know it.

Was your first article perfect?


Or did some researcher catch all of your mistakes, proof-read you, make you look brilliant.

And by the way, even if my copy had been perfect, I still wouldn't have gotten a byline.

Where are you going?

Somewhere I don't have to fight with you.


What is wrong with us, Patti?

[door slams]

[hair dryer bl*wing]

Oh. Hello.

Uh... [sighs]

Lenny, uh, do you remember a couple months ago when I asked you about that civil rights law?


Well, I... I asked you about the rights of women, uh, to be reporters.


I was asking because "News of the Week" relegates women to research jobs.

And that is not fair.

We are filing a complaint with the EEOC, uh, the Equal Employment Opportunity...

I know what the EEOC is, Cindy.

You need a lawyer, you know.

We have one.

Uh, Eleanor Holmes Norton of the ACLU.

You went to a lawyer at the ACLU?



Just before Christmas.

You've been doing this since the holidays?


This isn't you.

It is.

This is me, Lenny.

How are you gonna be a wife and a mother if you're at the office all day?

Did you think about that?

You are so f*cking selfish.




Oh, Jesus.


I didn't mean to...

Holy shit.

I'm fine.

I don't want to be your wife anymore.

[door opens, closes]


I didn't know where else to go.

Come in.

I should have helped him.

I should have.


It's not your fault.

You did everything you could.

No, I didn't.

I didn't do a g*dd*mn thing.

He asked for my help, and I...

I used him.

For a f*cking cover, and now he's...


Sam, look at me.

Hey, look at me.

Noah didn't k*ll himself because of you.

He wasn't like this before.

He came back different.

And I...



It's okay.

I need this, too.

♪♪[Nina Simone's "Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood"]

♪ Baby, you understand me now ♪
♪ If sometimes you see that I'm mad ♪
♪ Doncha know no one alive ♪
♪ Can always be an angel ♪
♪ When everything goes wrong, you see some bad ♪
♪ But I'm just a soul ♪
♪ Whose intentions are good ♪
♪ Oh, Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood ♪
♪ You know sometimes, baby, I'm so carefree ♪
♪ With a joy that's hard to hide ♪
♪ And then sometimes again ♪
♪ It seems that all I have is worry ♪
♪ And then you're bound to see my other side ♪
♪ But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good ♪
♪ Oh, Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood ♪
♪ If I seem edgy ♪
♪ I want you to know ♪
♪ I never mean to take it out on you ♪
♪ Life has its problems ♪
♪ And I get more than my share ♪
♪ But that's one thing I never mean to do ♪
♪ 'Cause I love you ♪
♪ Oh, oh, baby, I'm just human ♪
♪ Doncha know I have faults like anyone ♪
♪ Sometimes I find myself alone regretting ♪
♪ Some little foolish thing ♪
♪ Some simple thing ♪



What happened? Are you all right?


I just didn't want to use my key in case the alarm was on.

Your mother's asleep.

Good. I can't stay, my cab is waiting.

You've thought more about the law firm.


I wanted to give you this.

I love my apartment, but I think it's time for me to move.

You're giving me back your rent check?

I want to pay my own rent now. I work.

Okay, well, I'm not gonna let you sacrifice safety.

If... if you want to put your pen money toward rent so you feel some sense of ownership, it's fine, but you're not downgrading to Hell's Kitchen.

You and Mommy have been so generous with me.

But I want to pay my own way.

Okay. I'll see you on Thursday, then, when you run out of money.

[sighs] Oh.

There's something else that I want to tell you.

I, uh... I signed, um...

I joined... I'm... I'm part of...

Janie, think about what you want to say and say it.

I'm part of an EEOC complaint against "News of the Week" because they don't let women write.

And that's illegal.

We have an attorney.

You have an attorney?


Janie, where's this coming from?

Are you using dr*gs?


I have the right to become a reporter.

That's only fair.

Uh, okay, um...

Well, for argument's sake, then, I'll ask you the same question that I'd ask your brother.

Do you have a five year plan?


I have a three year plan.

I'll become a reporter first.

And then I'll apply to the Masters in Law program at Yale.

It's for journalists who want to cover the Supreme court.

I want to write about the highest court in the land.

And I would be the first woman to do that.

If we win.

If they let me become a reporter.

Because I need clips to apply to the law program.

And how are you gonna pay for graduate school?

Did you think about that?

There are fellowships.

I see.

Fine. So you don't need anything.

Or anyone.

I need you, Daddy.

And I want you to be proud of me.

Those sons of bitches at Yale rejected me.

You should apply to Radcliffe.





I may have to f*re Gregory, and I dread telling you because... you'll think it's an excuse for me to be pre-occupied with work.

You can tell me.

I wasn't at the office tonight.

I took a long walk.

That's where I was.


What's happening to me...

It couldn't take place unless...

Unless something had happened here first.

I wanted it to work more than anything.

I'm going to check into the Sherry-Netherland.

What are we going to tell the girls?


[clock ticking]


What the hell?

Good morning.

Hi. Do you know how to work this thing?

Where are the girls? Where's Patti?

She can do this.

Uh, I don't know.

I'll go downstairs and grab you a cup of coffee. I need to talk to you.

Well, as luck would have it, we're both here together dying of f*ck' dehydration.

I want to cover the w*r.

I want you to send me to Vietnam.

Why Vietnam?

Because it's the biggest foreign story in the world, and I want combat experience.

Never thought you'd be opposed to me running toward danger for the sake of story.

Vietnam's been going on for years.

Why do you want to go now?

The Weather Underground story gave me a taste of covering life and death.

I want more of it.

Or just send me, I'll produce for you.

I'll let you cover the w*r.

The one here.

Vietnam's winding down or dragging on, I'm not sure which.

You're kidding me.

This w*r at home, the one that's got dozens of b*mb going off throughout New York City each month, that needs to be covered by great writers like you.

But I've done that for two years. Come on.

Look, I'm editor-at-large of this magazine.

I call the sh*ts. I want you to keep doing what you're doing.

Do you?

Do you call the sh*ts around here?

I don't know what crawled up your ass...

Either I write for "News of the Week" over there, or I write for another publication.

Where is everyone?

Go downstairs and get me a cup of coffee.

Yeah, sure.


Mrs. Burkhart, - Cindy Reston.

Good morning.

Well, this is the first time I've received an urgent visit...

That's the word you used, isn't it?

From a researcher from "News of the Week."

Much less this early in the morning.

Not to mention without a call first.

Uh, well... it is my first time in Washington.

Uh, your home is lovely.

What the hell's goin' on?


I know that it may seem rude, me showing up like this, but it was actually meant to be the opposite, to be extra polite.


Mrs. Burkhart, this morning, there is going to be a press conference.

Several dozen researchers from "News of the Week" are going to ask to be treated equally.

I'm not following.

Equal... t-to the men.

You girls want to do men's jobs?

Federal law gives women the same opportunities as men.

But "News of the Week" won't allow women to be reporters.

So we have filed a complaint with the EEOC.

But I'm the publisher.


So who's side am I supposed to be on?


What did you tell the car companies about our Ralph Nader story?

I don't remember word for word.

I know I brought in revenue.

So you're welcome.

Revenue's easy.

It's earning it with integrity.

You can't undo the impression that we're for sale.

Angie: Finn.


Bea Burkhart's on the phone. She says it's an emergency.


Finn, lawyers from the New York office are headed your way, and I am madder than hell.

[indistinct chatter]

It's almost show time, ladies.

Eleanor. What happens now?


But after this, do we go back to work as reporters?

The purpose of today is to publicly embarrass your bosses.

Our hope is that they voluntarily submit to the law instead of waiting for the commission to rule.

So we go back as researchers and wait?

Yes, but I dare any man that works at "News of the Week" to try and hold his head up high after this.

Um, but this isn't personal.

Of course it is.

Outside of a person's love, the only thing more sacred they can give is their labor.

You've given the magazine your labor, and they've used you.

But I don't think...

They take us for granted, Patti.

Now they can't be slippery with us.

We're trying them in the court of public opinion.

Eleanor, where should we sit?

Jane. I have to go.


I have to go tell Finn.

He should hear...

No, Patti.

We need you here.

This will ruin his career, Jane.

Other places let women write.

He won't let us write. He could, but he doesn't.

I have to.

♪♪ [Creedence Clearwater Revival's "Long As I Can See The Light"]

[door closes]

[elevator dings]

♪ Put a candle in the window ♪
♪ Ooh, woo, woo, woo, woo ♪

Excuse me.

♪ 'Cause I feel I've got to move ♪

[indistinct chatter]

Man: Here, sweetheart.

♪ Though I'm going, going ♪
♪ I'll be coming home soon ♪
♪ Long as I can see the light ♪

Excuse me.

Hey, miss.

News rooms this way.

Excuse me. Guys. Move!

♪ Pack my bag and let's get movin' ♪
♪ 'Cause I'm bound to drift a while ♪
♪ When I'm gone, gone ♪
♪ You don't have to worry long ♪
♪ Long as I see the light ♪

Man: [on radio] as all parties involved, hope to achieve detente has stated by officials in the Nixon administration.

And in New York, a news conference at the American Civil Liberties Union is about to get underway.

Sir, can you turn it up?

Man: says their announcement has national significance, though legal action has been embargoed until it's announced.

We will keep you posted.

A peace rally was held today in New York City.

♪ 'Cause this feeling won't leave me alone ♪
♪ But I won't, won't ♪
♪ Be losin' my way, no, no ♪
♪ Long as I can see the light ♪

Eleanor: Because in the United States of America, we are guaranteed protection under the law.

Now I will turn over this news conference to one of the plaintiffs.

Speaking on behalf of the women, Jane Hollander.


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Good morning.

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We have asked sweetly to be allowed to prove ourselves at the office.

We have asked permission to be treated equally to men we work next to.


Today, we demand that our employer comply with federal law.

At "News of the Week," women are not permitted to appear in the magazine under a byline.

And yet, we know the magazine would not achieve the level of quality it is known for without our contributions.

There is no mysterious God given talent required to the reporter at "News of the Week."

It is a mixture of talent, hard work, and opportunity.

We deserve, and are entitled to that opportunity.

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