Ida Tarbell Page #4
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SAM MCCLURE:
(laughs out loud)
You don’t want much, do you? Fifty dollars
is simply out of the question! I’ve never
paid a writer that much before.
IDA:
You paid Lincoln Steffens fifty dollars a
week when he worked here.
SAM MCCLURE:
Who told you that?
IDA:
I’m a journalist, Mr. McClure. I believe in
doing my research. So should you.
10.
SAM MCCLURE:
Lincoln Steffens is one of the most
respected writers in New York.
IDA:
Yes, and lucky for him he’s also a man. But
if a woman does the same work as a man,
shouldn’t she be paid the same as him?
SAM MCCLURE:
All right, 45 dollars then. But I’m afraid
that’s the best I can do.
Ida drops her head, then slowly stands.
IDA:
Thank you for your offer, Mr. McClure. But
I need fifty dollars a week. There are
plenty of other magazines in New York
willing to pay for my services.
As Ida goes to leave...
SAM MCCLURE:
All right, all right, Jesus Christ! Fifty
dollars then. Will that stop you from
haranguing me?
IDA:
(firm)
Do we have an agreement, Mr. McClure?
SAM MCCLURE:
Yes! Praise the Lord! We have an agreement!
They shake hands on it, Ida too moved almost to speak.
IDA:
(simply)
Thank you.
INT. OFFICE OF MCCLURE’S MAGAZINE - DAY
JOHN PHILLIPS, the grouchy editor we met earlier is showing
Ida around the office. He is 50 but looks 60.
PHILLIPS:
I read your series on Lincoln. Good
writing. Lively...
IDA:
Thank you.
PHILLIPS:
Something of a history buff myself.
(indicating)
11.
PHILLIPS (CONT'D)
What we do here is file all manuscripts,
alphabetical by author’s name. The deadline
for filing stories is 5pm on Wednesday.
IDA:
Do you know who is to be my editor?
PHILLIPS:
I’m afraid you’re looking at him.
(pointing)
That’s my little fiefdom over there.
They come to an old broken down desk. Looks more like a
collection of “spare parts” than a writing desk.
PHILLIPS:
(apologetic)
And this...this is your desk. Apparently,
it belonged to Rudyard Kipling when he
lived in New York. Wrote Gunga Din on here.
IDA:
(amused)
And without a chair it seems. Impressive.
PHILLIPS:
We have to supply our own. Here on the S.S
McClure, chairs are considered an
“optional” accessory.
They continue on down the hall.
IDA:
Does Mr. McClure have a lot of ideas for
new stories?
PHILLIPS:
Like a dog has fleas. He has 300 new ideas
every minute. That’s his job.
IDA:
Then what’s yours?
PHILLIPS:
Figuring out which one’s don’t stink.
INT. IDA’S APARTMENT - NIGHT
It is small and simple. A third-floor walk-up located in
Greenwich Village. Ida is unpacking groceries in the kitchen
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