A League of Their Own (2022–…): Season 1, Episode 1 - Batter Up - full transcript

Shit! Shit, shit.

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.

Or, I mean, great,
you know, considering the war.

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.

Was it out?

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.

I'm in. I made it.

I see that. Ticket, please.

So, about that...

Jesus!

I mean, Jesus,
we miss you... so much.

What?

You look crazy.

Yeah.

Are you gonna stare at me
the whole way?

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.

This could be a big deal,
but it might not be.

Last stop,
Chicago, Union Station.

Excuse me, sir, do you know
where Baker Field is?

Thank you.

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.

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.

- 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!

Excuse me. So sorry.

What... What the hell
is in here?

I was rushing and I couldn't
decide what books to bring.

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?
- Yeah.

- You know, she dated a movie star.
- Jo!

- You did!
- Oh, my goodness! Cary Grant?

No, no.
It was Jimmy Stewart?

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.

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.

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.

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"?

Yes.

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.

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.

- 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.

He's here?

I love your candy bars!

Go!

This is nuts. I mean,
we could be pros.

It's nuts.

Like, some of the games I
listened to happened right here.

I think the Cubs are
playing here tomorrow.

- What?
- Yeah.

- No pressure.
- No pressure.

Come on,
put 'em down.

Hey!
Where the hell are you going?

Do you speak Spanish?

Oh, I don't know.
I'm so... I'm not equipped.

I have to go do this.

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!

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...

Did anyone see that?

Yeah. I think that's enough
questions for now.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

You're right. I'm fine.

You fine?

- I'm fine.
- Good.

- I said I'm fine.
- Okay.

- 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!

You could have worn a skirt!

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.

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.

Oh, gosh! Pee-yew!

Poor thing,
I should have warned her!

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.
- 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.

You okay?

Yeah, I... You know what?

I'm just gonna go unpack for little bit.
I forgot earlier, so...

God! Fuck!

- 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...

- We wanna talk about your hair.
- Oh.

- Yeah, sure.
- I think it's holding you back.

Okay, thank you.

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.

- Is this your guy?
- 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...

All right,
close your peepers.

- I'm gonna mist you. Ready?
- 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...

I was thinking like this.

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?

Yeah. Yes.

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?

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.

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.

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.

Hey!

California.

No. Can't I just want something
normal, like a couch?

- A couch?
- Ain't that what you wives want?

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.

- 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.

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.

Hello, ladies,
how can I help you?

We are looking
for some stationary

that would befit
an important message.

- Absolutely.
- 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...
- Send it.

Is that all?

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...

I don't want him
to think I don't love him

- because I do.
- 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.

- That's it. All you have to do is that.
- That's it.

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.
- Please enjoy your stay.

- Don't be bad.
- Don't be bad.

Yep. Definitely not interested
in women at all.

Oh, hello, Don!

Carson!

Carson! Get up.

Get up right now.

We gotta go downstairs.
They're about to announce the teams!

What happened last night?

Oh! Go!
Get out of the way. Excuse me!

Oh.

Yes!

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!

- We're fruit!
- Fruit!

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?

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.

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...

♪ It don't mean a thing ♪♪

Jesus, Maxine.
"It Don't Mean a Thing!"

- 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.

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.

Don't worry,
he's my husband.

- Go on, girl.
- That's right. I know.

- Shoot.
- 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.

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?

- 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.

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.

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?

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...

What about you?
What's your type, hmm?

- Blondes.
- Oh!

I'm a blonde.

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...

With great
dignity and composure...

Let's quietly contemplate
how to find a motherfuckin' bar!

Yes!

Okay! Go!

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.

We're gonna be rich now.
Who cares?

Carson, come on!

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!

- I need a drink.
- 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.

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.

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.

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.

Okay. Well...

Bye.

Bye.

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?
- 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...

- Get out of here. Move your ass.
- I'm not doing anything.

- What the hell's wrong with you?
- Oh, thank you.

- Let me... Stop it.
- 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.

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.

What did you
want to tell me?

I thought so.

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.

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.

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.

Hi.

Again.

Um...

I was just, um...

It's okay.

You were at the tryouts, right?

That was
an incredible throw.

Yeah. I know.

Women are swinging the
bat in the All-American Girls League,

but the question remains,
will anyone come to watch?