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Hello, I'm calling from the trip. I'd
like to confirm a phone call. How much

money was involved?

Was it over a thousand dollars?

Was it over ten thousand dollars?

Do you think we can get somewhere today?

I'm tired of staring at your ugly push.

Likewise, Charlie.

Look, we all know in 10 years, paste -up
will be obsolete.

Newspapers will be composed by computer,
and there's nothing you or I can do

about it. That's your scenario, not
mine.

Come on, Jim. Change is inevitable.

What are you going to do?

Protect my people.

What are you guys doing up there?

Call this a layout?

I call it a catastrophe.

You've got ten lines in all this stuff.

Jump it. Jump it to where? Catalina?

No.

No, not enough room.

Okay. Fine.

Cut the last draft.

Charlie, when you say automate, you're
saying put 200 people out of work.

200 families in jeopardy, just like
that.

It won't be 200 jobs.

If we lose one job to one machine,
that's one job too many.

You know, machines create jobs in the
long run.

In the long run, maybe. In the short
run, we starve.

Look, how many men do we really need for
a shift?

25.

I only see 11.

It's always been 25, Charlie.

That's what we need to get the job done.
It's overmanning, Jim. One of the

reasons this business is in a crunch.

You want to see this paper healthy?

Give us the new graphics terminals and
pagination.

Come on. Back to pagination. You want to
automate us to death.

Everybody wants some sour balls and good
hard candy here.

What do you want to do, Charlie?

Knock the men out of some jobs? Pay the
paper a few bucks?

I want to save the paper, period.

That means saving all our jobs.

New sprint alone has gone up 12%. How's
the livings gone up 20?

Mrs. Pinchot is aware of that.

I don't think she's sympathetic.

I think she wants to bust this union.

All she wants is a fair contract.

Sure she does.

Why does she hire Bart Franklin?

He's an advisor.

He's a hatchet man.

I can't take a contract back to my
membership to cause any further

We might as well be signing our death
warrant.

We've got two witnesses who saw a deputy
seat up a guy in a drunk tank with a

flashlight.

How good are the witnesses?

Old man from Compton, high -rolling coke
dealer from Santa Barbara. Both

supposed to be drunk driving.

Can we use their name?

I don't know.

They said they saw the guy being hit in
the shoulder and the groin. They were

being careful to avoid the face.

Police beating with five points.

Good story.

We can get some witnesses' names.

How much do we need to go with it?

Well, the victim's name for a start.
Otherwise, all we've got is somebody

they saw something.

They don't know his name.

Check their medical records at the jail.

Go easy, Rossi.

Work the story from the edges. Don't
confront them or you'll lose it.

What?

What's wrong?

I'm okay.

Well, whenever I think about it, I get
this choking feeling.

Business school hotshot, Bart Franklin.

Thought you said he was bright.

He is, but he scares me.

Not very long on compassion.

Well, that's reassuring.

I had the same situation at the London
Times.

Wanted to automate, unions wouldn't
allow him.

It was bitter.

I know.

No, no, no, I'm nervous enough as it is.

Well, I have courage. You're doing the
right thing. It's getting harder every

day to get into the housing market.

You made the offer?

Yeah, now I'm afraid they're going to
accept it.

See you guys at the union meeting
tonight? I got tickets to the basketball

Oh.

Me too.

Okay.

They convinced me to go.

I've never seen the Lakers game before.
Oh, I see. That's nice. That's nice.

You know, you could be involved in your
own union.

I tried.

But all you get is a bunch of cronies
sounding off about the good old days.

Nothing ever gets done.

I reminded you about this last week. I
remember, Rocky.

Actually, Billy's right.

Our future is being decided by a bunch
of loudmouths who love to make speeches

just to hear themselves talk.

I'm going to feel better just knowing
you're there, Russell.

Thanks for the support.

How long would it take your computer to
produce this fake plastic?

One minute.

At that rate, you guys could run out of
copy.

You have a point, Mr. Franklin.

The old line of typers could set a few
characters per second in less.

With phototypes, anything can do maybe
60.

Our computers can generate 9 ,000
characters per second.

Great. Who can read that fast?

Right now, the only step in newspaper
production still being done by hand is

paste -up. It's highly labor -intensive.

Which brings us to pagination.

Say, this guy could be working for me.

This is pagination.

The ability of the computer to do paste
-up.

Send the completed page directly to the
press.

Marvelous. Now all we need is a way to
automate writing.

It's coming.

I can't wait.

You say these graphic terminals would be
installed in the newsroom. Well, who

would operate them? Editors and
reporters.

You just need a small staff down in
composing.

When do reporters get to go out and
cover the news?

He's got this computer on roller skates
that complains about its assignments.

Why should the reporters have to run the
new computers?

We don't want to do the printing jobs.

Can I ask a question before we go on?
Wait a minute, I'm not through. What's

story with the pressmen?

Are they with us or not?

I'm sorry to say the pressmen have voted
to observe the contract, which means in

the event of a strike, the presses will
still run.

Great. But the drivers will be with us,
am I right?

You're right, Tim.

Let them print all the papers they want.

What are they going to get to deliver
them, huh?

the floor here now look if the printers
lose their jurisdiction the reporters

are going to take it in the shorts we're
going to be the ones doing the layouts

on those terminals so be aware writers
because you're not going to be writers

anymore you're going to be computer
typists technicians so that's why we in

editorial are going to stand shoulder to
shoulder with the printers in their

struggle to keep further automation from
this newspaper

Here's Jim Bronski, president of the
Printers Union.

We're in a dismal situation here.

We've been working three months in good
faith without a contract.

It's obvious to us the Tribune is
determined to automate.

A loss of 200 jobs is unacceptable.

We are prepared to go out on strike, and
what we want to know is, are you with

us?

Joe Rossi Editorial. I have some
questions.

First of all, how come we never get to
hear management's side of the story?

How big is the strike fund, and can we
afford to go out?

It's time to vote, Joe.

Yeah, I would just like to have some
discussion.

Discussions? We've had discussions for
weeks. Where have you been?

Look, it's time for a count.

How many would support the printers if
they decided to strike?

Just got off the phone with a guy from
Compton. He's too scared to let us use

his name.

I don't want this to get away from us. I
got another lead.

Seems there have been other incidents
like this in the same drunk tank. That

works it down.

Keep on. Let me know.

How was the ball game?

Oh, it was real good.

Two technical fouls. Kareem got 26
points. There was a popcorn fight in the

stands. What more could you ask for?

Last night, the union voted to walk if
the printers did.

That's pretty stupid.

Oh, yeah? Why?

Nobody up here wants to go out on
strike.

Well, I sure don't.

You know, maybe if you'd been there, you
could have argued with him.

Maybe if anybody from here had been
there.

Maybe.

You know, you get so concerned about
things that happen everywhere else.

Political prisoners, the boat people,
the hostages.

When it comes to something that affects
your own life, you take some buddies and

you go out to a ball game. I'm sorry
you're so upset, Russ. We should have

invited you.

Who cares about that?

You don't understand.

It was wristband night.

Oh, forget it.

I didn't know the numbers were this bad.

This newspaper will be in the red in one
year.

Unless we do something about it now.

Do you think this new computer system
will solve it? It's a logical solution,

yes.

Eliminate 200 jobs at $30 ,000 per year.
That's $6 million.

Compagination costs $5 million before we
negotiate the price, of course.

So, obviously, the system does pay for
itself in one year.

It's not much fun, is it?

Some of those workers have been with us
for 30 years.

Matthew hired some of them personally.

When you own something, you run it.

You're new here, Bart.

Maybe you don't understand.

This is a family -owned company.

There's a lot of feeling for the
Pinchons among the older workers.

That's fine.

But we do have to stay in business.

Yes.

But it's clear no newspaper can survive
in this market without automation. You

can't compete.

The printers won't budge on this now,
Mrs. Pinchon. It'll only be harder next

year. There may not be a next year.

We've got to go ahead now.

But I want to be completely fair about
this.

We will retrain any printer who wants to
stay on to run these computer

terminals. And as a first step, we'll
arrange to give classes in the building.

Of course. I'll have notices of the
classes printed up and distributed.

Lou Grant will continue in a moment here
on A &E.

Classes in composing? Before.

To foster management skills?

The theory is an editor should be able
to perform all phases of the operation,

including paced up.

How come we never had to learn paced up
before?

Well, before we weren't threatened by a
printer strike and didn't need the

capability of producing the paper
ourselves.

Oh, that's different.

Now we're talking about crossing a
bigger line.

Sure looks that way.

Sorry, not me.

I'm no scab.

That's right, you're not. You're
management.

We're trying to avoid a strike, Mr.
Grant, but we must be prepared.

If this paper goes under, nobody has a
job.

Showtime, Max.

Well, that's why I'd like to hire those
people from Phoenix.

They can supply a complete newspaper
team from truck drivers to reporters who

can produce the paper for you
indefinitely.

Professional strikebreakers.

They even bring in their own goon squads
to bash heads.

Bring in scabs and you invite violence.
Out of the question, Mr. Franklin.

We'll put out the paper ourselves.

All right. But your union truck drivers
will walk out with the printers. They

have a reciprocal strike deal.

All right. We'll hire the independent
truckers, but that's all.

How could we discuss contingencies?

Now, my experience...

The most vandalism occurs just after the
walkout.

We'll need security throughout the
building.

Wait a minute.

Vandalism? By our own people?

I don't see that happening.

No, you're being naive.

The Union's objective is to shut this
paper down any way it can.

I think we'd all feel better if you'd
lighten up on the melodrama.

During the Washington Post strike,
presses were destroyed, a foreman was

grabbed, a screwdriver held to his neck,
and he was beaten up by his own men.

Maybe you could start taking this
seriously.

Hello?

I've been checking my call. You know
what it is?

160. That'd be a jog. That's not bad.

This is not after I jog. This is in the
middle of the night, lying in bed doing

nothing but thinking about this house.

Give yourself a heart attack before the
close of that truck.

Granted, the house is out of our reach,
but so is everything else on the market,

and it's only going to get worse.

My monthly payments are going to be
insane.

Buyer's remorse. Don't worry. Go away in
about 30 years.

Have you seen this union notice? It's
really going to happen.

Oh, hi, Adam.

Hey, I'm not in your union. I'm not a
spy either.

They'll take a strike boat anyway.

I think that they're right.

It's not economically feasible to keep
them on.

Economically feasible?

What about people, Art?

That's 200 families out in the cold.

We're starting to get some real
solidarity here. Can you feel it?

It's kind of like the pep rally before a
big game.

This is a pretty big game, you know.
Donovan, hold it.

What's wrong?

They're management.

We're labor.

Line is drawn. Don't cross that line.

Should have choked about it.

Look, Rossi, you're not supposed to be
distributing union materials in here.

You're going to give us a hard time.

If you have a problem with management,
why don't you file a grievance?

No, no problem.

I want someone to cover those
negotiations.

That could be tough.

With all this strike talk, nobody wants
to do a piece on their own union.

I feel like working on the side of the
newspaper.

We're all working for the newspaper,
remember?

I get Sweeney to do it.

Listen, after the union meeting tonight,
reporters are going to caucus at

McKinnis. I don't know.

Why not?

I'm just not a joiner, you know?

They make me feel alienated.

I withdraw.

I become depressed.

In other words, you've got things you'd
rather do.

Well, yeah, that too.

Man, well, things are splitting apart in
there.

Whether you like it or not, you're going
to have to choose sides, or the sides

are going to choose you.

I've been a union man most of my life,
Charlie.

So have I.

Did he say to wax first and then cut, or
to cut it to size and then wax it? He

said to wax first, Lou.

Okay.

I was captain chairman on the free
press, took them to the mat on some

procedures.

Management was always the enemy.

I feel like a traitor.

I know.

So did Church for making more than
reporters when I came up. Yeah?

And the pressmen had to wear long
underwear even in summer.

to keep from getting ink ground into
their skin permanently.

Look, it was an important fight, Lou,
but it's over.

Editorial conditions aren't bad. We're
making more money than ever.

And we won.

Printer doesn't want it.

When we hire them to do a job, we can't
guarantee it'll be there forever.

Some of those guys will be the first to
criticize the welfare system, but isn't

that what they want?

Guaranteed jobs for life?

So you think this automation is right?

I think it's going to happen no matter
what I think.

But if you could decide, it'll be better
for the paper.

You wouldn't have said that ten years
ago.

Maybe I've become more realistic.

Maybe you've changed.

Hiya, Lou.

Hi, Gus.

How skeptical.

Oh, come on, Gus. Give me a break. I
didn't take this one.

Neither did I.

But I would sign them, huh? I have to
say that. It's in my contract.

You know how long I've been a printer
with the Tribune?

24 years.

No kidding.

I was a rookie.

I couldn't have been here more than two
weeks.

When Matthew Pinchon came down on a tour
of the composing room, he found out my

mother had been pretty sick.

So he says, go on, kid.

Take a week off.

For a man as good as you, there'll
always be a job.

Yeah, well, Matthew Pinchon's gone, and
so are the days when a company could be

run like that.

Everything's changed.

They're dumping us for a bunch of
machines.

Gus?

I understand how you feel.

I just hope everybody understands one
thing.

If it keeps going like it is, nobody's
going to make it through, not even the

paper itself.

This could be the one that sinks the
troop.

heard the Tribune's counteroffer.

Since they're determined not to execute
a reasonable contract, the printers'

union is gathered here tonight to take a
strike authorization vote.

Does that mean the reporters don't get
to vote?

The union already voted to support the
printers. If they vote to strike, we

strike. If the Tribune does not accept
our contract, as it is right now with no

amendments, by midnight Thursday, the
printers' union will go on strike.

All in favor?

Keep your hands up, please. This is a
count.

That's it.

This is just theatrics. Right at the
stroke of 12, they'll reach an

Maybe.

I never know what to wear on a picket
line.

Lou Grant will continue in a moment.
You're on A &E.

12 hours after the strike deadline and
they're still talking.

It must mean something.

I was hoping it was a good sign.

Billy!

Yeah, Luke.

I just got a call from Sacramento.

A legislator's trying to put through the
emissions control bill before the

recess. Give me an impact piece.

Throw in time.

That's a big issue. I know. Start now.

I want it for Sunday.

If there is a Sunday.

We can play tough, too.

Keep threatening, Bart.

It'll never... Please, cool it.

I think we've come a long way since
midnight.

A lot farther than I would have gone.

Let's not throw it all away.

We have agreed to improve the pension
plan by a point and a half each year

the next three years.

Yes, that's important.

But my people are still concerned about
job security.

Mr. Bronski, we've been over that.

I can't take this back to my membership.
They won't buy it, and I won't sell it.

The time pressure's what's killing us.
We're all exhausted. Can't think

straight.

What do you say we extend the deadline?

Nobody wants to escalate this, Jim.

Lou?

Lou, I got it. What?

The witness to the police beatings can
let us use his name.

What made him change his mind?

Turns out his brother -in -law's a
retired cop.

The cop said the whole thing made him
sick and if Melbourne didn't report it,

the cop wouldn't.

Can we use that, the brother -in -law?

He said yes.

I'll put it on the budget for page one.
Wait till I see it.

Um... I don't know.

He

didn't

slam the door.

Is that a good sign?

I don't want that story.

Sorry, Noah.

Just leave your notes on file. What's
his thought?

I just heard his story's gone.

Then I suggest you get your butt out of
here.

Picket duty, huh?

We need your bodies.

Who's the morning person?

We've got to be out on the streets by 7
a .m. Come on, sign up. Animal.

Animal, am I glad I found you. We're
putting together a strike newsletter for

the membership. We need a photo editing.

At least it'd be good.

Jonathan, great to hear.

Sign up over there.

Looks like this makes me nervous.

Let me see that.

Gretchen Howard.

Expected that.

Rosenthal. Lou Grant.

He's an editor. He had to stay in.

Adam Wilson didn't have to.

No, he's not a member of the union. He
had the choice of going out with us.

must have had his reasons.

See, I don't care about his reasons. A
scab is a scab.

I'm sure it wasn't easy for him.

Look, my friend.

You and I are sticking our necks out
while he's inside getting paid.

Now, when we win this track, he's going
to get the same benefits as we do.

We're going to nail people out there.

Sorry I'm late.

I was checking the presses out.

Everything's okay down there. Good.

There has been no sabotage.

No. Nothing important. Just a free
elevator.

Oh, dear.

How long will that take to repair?

As soon as someone figures out a way to
get a forklift out of the elevator

shaft.

Oh, my Lord.

What did they do?

Drive it in?

What happened, Bart?

Wasn't anyone assigned to secure the
elevator?

Well, obviously, we do need some more
security people.

And also, I would like more soap in the
bathrooms, some food, and blankets and

cots. You expecting an earthquake?

No, but we'll be doubling and even
tripling up on jobs.

So chances are we might have to spend a
few nights here.

No, no, count me out.

I know it'll be a big struggle,
gentlemen, but believe me, the

be worth it.

Opportunity for what?

To solve our labor problems once and for
all.

You mean hold out longer than the Union?

Bust it to hell?

Not at all, Mr. Grant. That is not our
aim.

Please.

Now let's get to it.

Don't let this guy Franklin get to you.
He's just a hired gun.

Yeah, I know.

He'll move on and we'll be left with the
pieces. Well, this is lousy, isn't it?

Well, it'll be over in a few days.

I don't know if I'll be able to do that
picket line every day.

It's going to be tough.

Why'd you stay here?

For some reason.

I had to. I really didn't see that I had
any choice.

Hi, Phil.

Mary.

Hi, Jess.

Hi, Lou.

Hi. Geez, you guys are having all the
fun out here.

You want to join us for a couple of
laughs before you go in?

Back time.

Hey, where's those shows that show the
north?

Where is that fullback? Haven't seen her
on the line yet.

Oh, didn't you hear? Ivy took another
job.

She what?

on beach paper.

And she wanted to nail Adam Wilson.

Like to nail her ample behind.

Hey, Adam.

Hiya, Gus.

Get around the back.

Scavs will be driving and we want their
pictures.

What for?

Psychological warfare makes them
nervous. It doesn't even matter if you

film. How can you take this seriously?

You get a two -week vacation?

The company pay your medical bills?

Where do you think that came from, the
goodness of Mrs. Pinstown's heart?

They're benefits, aren't they? They come
with a job. Yeah, but nobody gave them

to us. The unions had to fight for them.

You're like my kids.

They take everything for granted, too.

says call key operator.

Call the key operator.

Well, where is she? She's on strike.

By the machine on the eighth floor.

I was just up there.

City desk.

Where's the drug bus story?

Coming.

How long is it?

Don't know yet. Adam hasn't finished.

I don't think it's going to fit in this
little square I have here. It doesn't

even look like a square.

Lay it in sideways. Nobody will notice.

Oh, no.

I just dropped the president of France.

Slippery kind of guy.

Oh.

Charlie,

what does the front page look like? I'm
picturing something like a crazy quilt.

Hello. I think I got to get another
president.

I stepped on it.

Hey,

how do you feel?

They haven't invented a term.

You're sounding chipper today.

You know, I think we made page one look
pretty good, considering all that stuff

was off the wires.

Mm -hmm.

In fact, the whole paper was there.

24 good little pages.

Do you think anyone out there gives it
in?

Sure they do.

When they open that door in the morning
and the Tribune's there like it's always

been, they care.

It means something.

I wonder.

You know that little talk we had when we
were taking that class and you kind of

felt that I'd maybe... Oh, no, Charlie,
that's not what I meant.

No, no, no, no, no.

See, it made me ask myself, why am I so
gung -ho about staying in and putting

out the paper?

Okay. Why are you?

I guess I've got this old -fashioned
loyalty to the printed word.

See, it's powerful, and it's vital to
the expression of human thought.

Now, the printed word is in danger in
this country, and I believe it's got to

saved.

Too many newspapers have been killed by
strikes.

Isn't this a sophisticated way to solve
a problem between people?

Walk in a circle and carry a sign.

Please throw on spheres.

Just barely.

You've got to have a picket line to
maintain visibility.

Psychological pressure.

What are they doing up there? Why can't
they come to an agreement?

The Trib's holding things up. They're
going to want to get rid of all the

printers. That's just what our
leadership tells us.

It's true.

They're going to outlast us.

They're still putting out a paper. We're
on the street grinding ourselves into

the pavement.

Yeah, they're drying up.

Are you kidding? They're making more
money with us off the paper.

Yes? What is it?

I'm all right.

I just want to rest a minute.

Hey! Hey!

Somebody get the paramedics! Get going,
please!

Oh, God.

Help me. Did somebody go for help? Yeah,
come as well.

I'm calling for the striking members of
the Los Angeles Tribune. This is the

advertising manager. We're asking you to
cancel your subscription.

Yes. I'm calling from the Tribune, and
we're asking you to cancel your ads.

You're a union man.

Yes. Well,

we're on strike, sir. Yes.

Thank you so much. Thank you.

You know, this is crazy.

For years I've been trying to get people
to read the Trib. Now we're trying to

get them to stop.

Did you see today's paper?

No features, no late sports.

It's all wire service.

So we're making the Trib look lousy. I
don't think that's cause for

I just think of the guys who are losing
their jobs.

The Trib is just a corporate race.

What are you doing, revisiting the 60s?

Yeah, it feels like the 60s.

I mean, all of a sudden, we're involved
in a cause, and we're closer to people,

we're fighting a good fight.

Gives you a good feeling, doesn't it?

I've got a problem here.

I've got two incidents of police
beatings in the drunk tank and nowhere

the damn story.

Give it to the Times.

I couldn't do that.

Okay.

Still, it's an important story. It ought
to get out.

Pick the small, struggling paper of your
choice.

Put them on the map.

That's a great idea.

Who do I want to owe me one?

Hey, Emma, how you doing?

Printer. Gus Murray.

Nightclub.

He just died.

Out there on the line?

Oh, God.

He had a heart attack.

I said he had a couple before.

He was out there every day in the smog,
walking the damn line.

Are you all right?

Yeah.

I'm all right.

That makes me feel sick.

It just happened just like that?

You push people and push them.

Hold out, play games.

What do they expect?

The bastards.

How many miles do you suppose we've
lost?

Three weeks, a lot.

Art, you made fun of this in the
beginning, but you hung in.

Don't let this tough interior fool you.

accepted the principle of automation.

They've got a pretty good package. I
mean, each man displaced by technology

a $20 ,000 buyout.

That's, well, for the young guys who can
learn new jobs or the guys old enough

to retire.

But what about the men in between?

It's tough to start over.

Those who remain with the newspaper will
be retrained.

And we've sweetened the pension plan and
profit sharing.

If it's not sweet enough, they would
have settled.

Well, we don't want to give away the
store.

What the hell are you waiting for?
Somebody else to drop dead?

That was not necessary.

The man who died out there was a friend.

It happened on the picket line. Doesn't
that tell you something, Franklin?

That's enough, Mr. Grant.

It sure as hell tells me something.

You want to push this as far as you can.
You were never bargaining in good

faith, were you?

You've got your own private game.

And I feel like a fool.

Lou Grant will continue in a moment here
on A &E.

To Lou Grant.

Now, the janitors want out, too.

How can anybody tell?

Mind if I get some stuff out of my desk?

I

didn't

touch the thing.

Look, Adam, just don't talk to me, okay?
Oh, come on.

No, I mean it.

What is this, another union rule?

No, it's my rule from now on.

You could have gone with us, but you
didn't.

A lot of people aren't going to forget.

I had to, Rossi. I'm not in the union.

I just couldn't do that to my family.
Right.

You're single. You don't have any
responsibility.

You have no right to judge me.

I do, Adam.

I do.

You got the keys to Billy's desk?

Sure.

Where's Billy?

She got hurt.

She did? What happened?

She was on the line. Somebody threw
something and hit her in the head. Is

okay? I hope so. I took her to the
hospital and now she's home.

I hope you understand this,

Charlie. For over three weeks, I've been
waking up, looking in the mirror and

thinking, who is that jerk?

So, what do you mean?

It means it's gotten more and more
difficult for me to stay in, and I'm not

going to do it any longer.

Lou, we've got to keep the paper going.

Yeah, I bought that for a while, but the
price is too high, tearing me apart.

I've got too many friends out there.

So you're leaving me alone here, holding
the animal.

How am I supposed to feel?

Then at least you're not friends with a
jerk.

a nice day.

Gonna take a walk.

Make sure they know we want to get this
thing sold out.

I will.

I mean it, Mr. Franklin.

Yes, Mrs. Pinton.

What's your answer on Rue Manning?

We have come up to 12.

We've come down to 20.

That's a joke.

I appreciate you pointing out when I'm
being funny.

Well, we have all the time in the world.

As I've told you before, Bronski, we are
prepared to keep on publishing this

newspaper for two weeks, two months, two
years. What are we sitting here for?

We are not prepared to keep publishing.
We are prepared to settle.

Excuse me a moment, gentlemen. Could we
take a moment to talk, please? No, we

cannot. Mr. Bronski, I want to know what
we need to settle this negotiation

right now.

What we stated in our latest counter
-offer, the three weeks vacation with

with seniority, you have it there in
front of you. Fine, fine. We accept

Mrs. Pynchon, please.

Now, this is what we need from you.

I want 12 men to shift. That is the
realistic number.

Anything over that is blatant feather
-bedding. Now, what can you do?

We'll come down to 18.

Deborah, let's put this thing to bed.

Mrs. Pinchon, we've made concessions.

What about you?

Fourteen.

Impossible.

With you at eighteen and us at fourteen,
I sense there is

a number on which we can both agree.

16.

16.

We have a deal.

We have a deal.

Thank God.

Now, let's see if we can get these
floors marked around here.

Are you disappointed?

Mr. Shanklin? Yeah.

And I think you'll regret it later.

You know, if you had held out just
another week, you could have crushed

That was not my goal.

I came by to see how you were.

Getting better.

How's your arm?

Well, I have a broken wrist.

The doctor says I have to keep this on
for a little while.

When does he think you'll be able to
come back to work?

I can come back in a day or two.

I'm not really that anxious to come
back.

Lily, it's over.

go read, can't you?

The Skiba murders.

How did you know that I like reading
trashy mystery novels?

How can I help you? I work with you nine
hours a day.

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