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HICK. Miss Earhart?
It’s your last one.
ELEANOR. Hick’s got a purse full of tootsie rolls.
Thank you…Having fun, Miss Hickok?
HICK. Crash into Capitol Building. Congress Slaughtered.
What is it you do at the White House, Miss Hickok?
ELEANOR. Hick’s wet monkey fur began to stink! Ha!
HICK. Ha.
When I first flew the Atlantic I experienced a similar embarrassing odor.
ELEANOR. Oh my… what was it?
I don’t know.
ELEANOR. Who’s got a tootsie roll? Hick?
HICK. Here… Miss Earhart?
No thank you.
ELEANOR. Lorena! Put that cigar away.
It’s best you refrain. You’re close to the gas tank.
ELEANOR: Yes we are.
My husband says it would be a publicity coup if Eleanor flew.
ELEANOR. I do truly love your gown.
Thank you. I designed it myself.
ELEANOR. If the D.A.R. want to support rearmament, they should be willing to support the right of women to bear arms in combat as well.
‘Oh! Yes! I agree with you!’
HICK. Say thank you Hick, for creating me.
Freedom, solitude, both I own.
Alone, alive I float:
Breathless as the racing stars.
ELEANOR. What’s that?
It’s a poem I wrote.
HICK. Je t’aime, et je' t’adore
Miss Hickok, I must ask you to come back inside.
HICK. Who’s piloting the plane?
You shouldn’t be jealous.
HICK. Girl, you’re a trained monkey.
Well…Fine. But I meant that you shouldn’t be jealous of my friendship with Eleanor. She has a crush on me. It’s sort of sweet.
HICK. Uh-huh.
I respect you. You made yourself. You’re lucky that you don’t have to hawk toothpaste and gum and '“functional clothes”. You’ve done a lot in your life.
HICK. My life is wearing a napkin on my head and following Eleanor.
Come inside.
ELEANOR. I’m absolutely convinced that there is a future in commercial flight. If handled correctly. Yes, Amelia?
Yes.
End of Great Ladies.
You know, there’s probably a half dozen female fliers just as good as me —- or better. My husband doesn’t like the public to know that… So… But… Her. She’s a work of art.
HICK. Dingy. It’s dingy. She’s not finished yet.
Come inside.
ELEANOR. May I, Amelia?
Here… take this… now: hold steady…