Suffragette Page #6

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EDITH (CONT’D)

And now another big one please. And

out. Good boy. Ah yes. Here comes

the eleven o’clock just passing

through the tunnel. Good - it’s on

time.

GEORGE giggles, enjoying the experience. EDITH rises.

EDITH (CONT’D)

(To Maud)

He’s alright.

MAUD:

You a suffragette, Mrs Ellyn?

EDITH:

Yes. But I consider myself more of

a soldier, Mrs Watts.

MAUD:

These women’s testimonies make a

difference?

EDITH wavers, carefully putting away her stethoscope in its

box. She nods, following MAUD’s gaze over the many books.

EDITH:

Maybe but as Mrs Pankhurst says,

it’s deeds, not words, that will

get us the vote.

MAUD nods, ushering GEORGE ahead of her, following EDITH into-

INT. ELLYN PHARMACY. BETHNAL GREEN. 1912. DAY.

...the shop, where MR HUGH ELLYN [mid/late 40s] weighing some

powder on scales.

EDITH:

(to Hugh)

Make up a combination.

EDITH holds out a jar of barley sugars-

EDITH (CONT’D)

Now George, do you like barley

sugar?

GEORGE nods-

The JANGLE of the SHOP BELL, MAUD’s attention distracted by

MISS WITHERS, the nanny seen earlier, parking her pram inside-

MISS WITHERS:

Afternoon. Are the others here yet?

MISS WITHERS wavers on seeing MAUD with EDITH. EDITH

deflects, handing MAUD the bottle of medicine.

EDITH:

No, not yet, but you can go

through.

(to Maud)

Plenty of steam with a couple of

drops in the water, twice daily.

Keep him warm.

MAUD nods and reaches for her purse.

EDITH (CONT’D)

No, no. No charge. Goodbye.

MAUD:

Thank you.

(nods to HUGH)

Thank you Mr Ellyn.

Mrs Watts.

HUGH:

On CAROLINE looking on, ELLYN and SON just visible rippled

across the shop glass.

EXT. ELLYN PHARMACY. BETHNAL GREEN. 1912. DAY.

MAUD leaning in to button GEORGE’s coat.

MAUD:

Come on, let’s get you wrapped up.

CLICK- the image freezes as a surveillance camera catches

them leaving the pharmacy.

CLICK - another photo, as MAUD registers another women

arriving for the meeting.

INT. DARKROOM. POLICE STATION. BETHNAL GREEN. 1912. DAY.

In the red light of a dark-room, the image emerging on a

sheet of photographic paper and hung, still dripping, on a

line alongside PHOTOGRAPHS OF OTHER WOMEN.

INT. MEETING ROOM. POLICE STATION. BETHNAL GREEN. 1912. DAY.

CLOSE ON INSPECTOR ARTHUR STEED [50s], a man with quiet

authority, entering at the side of SUPERINTENDENT JAMES

BURRILL [late 50s], a small gathering of POLICE OFFICERS and

a couple of MINISTERS and OFFICIALS including MR BENEDICT

HAUGHTON [late 30s/early 40s].

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