EST. SAN FRANCISCO - DAY
San Francisco, 1958! A mix of SKYLINES and STOCK FOOTAGE.
EXT. FURNITURE FACTORY - DAY
A weathered building: "G & B FURNITURE SUPPLY." Margaret sits
in the Packard, fixing her lipstick. Jane holds the "WANT
ADS," a few circled. Margaret gets out and straightens her
skirt. Jane smiles.
INT. FURNITURE FACTORY - DAY
A beaten industrial office. Margaret sits anxiously, watching
the BOSS, a tired guy in a cheap suit. He glowers unsurely at
her JOB APPLICATION. Scratching his face. Hmmmm...
We don't get many ladies in here. So
your husband approves of you working?
(quiet; a soft Southern lilt)
My husband and I are separated.
A deadly silence. He squirms uncomfortably.
She presses on.
Sir, I realize I have no employment
experience... but I sure need this
job. I have a daughter to support.
I'm not very good at tooting my own
horn... but I love to paint, and if I
could just show you my portfolio...
He is baffled. Margaret pulls out a large ARTIST'S PORTFOLIO.
She opens it, riffling through the pictures...