Silkwood

- Name? - Karen Silkwood.

- Drew Stephens. - Dolly Pelliker.

Hi, Ham.

- Good-bye. - All right.

All right, see you.

So then the woman got up...

and she was dressed in a long white dress...

just like an angel.

And she called for the people to come on up...

and this kid came up with an arm...

that was almost pitch black from blood poisoning.

But that woman held that arm...

and she prayed over it...

and it turned pink right in front of your eyes.

And then it fell right off.

I was there, Wesley.

I was sitting right there.

When I was in the service, I saw this gook...

drink a glass of milk through his pecker.

What? Then what happened?

Didn't follow him home to find out.

This is dry processing...

the heart of the production process.

Come on in, trainees.

This brown powder you see here...

is mixed plutonium and uranium oxide.

And these trained technicians...

are fabricating it into fuel pellets.

Karen, could you explain...

the procedures in this glove box?

Yeah. What we're doing is we're blending and mixing...

the plutonium and uranium oxide into correct ratios.

And then we sift it for impurities.

And then it's fed into the slugging press...

which makes the pellets.

This is the slugging press...

where the powder is turned into pellets.

What about radiation effects from all this material?

We've all seen a poor guy...

suffering the effects of sunburn.

Radiation is like that.

It's the kind of thing that can't hurt you...

unless you're careless with it.

Hey, Wesley?

Come here. I need the help of a trained technician here.

Come here.

Put it back in!

Hey, Georgie. You know that 0' girl Jeane Dixon...

the one with the stars on her palms?

She was on Johnny Carson one night...

and she's telling how her niece phoned her up.

Niece goes, "I got to catch this airplane to Houston."

And Jeane Dixon goes...

"Now, don't you get on that airplane."

And by golly, that airplane crashed.

What do you make of that?

She's got the gift, all right.

Or maybe she just tells everybody she knows...

not to get on planes, and then one day...

one crashes and that's her lucky day.

Drew says he's got to work an hour overtime...

so he can't leave till 7:00.

OK. Shit! I forgot to get permission.

I don't know. I believe in that stuff.

Sometimes it happens where I know things.

Can you tell if I'm getting this weekend off?

- Go see my kids? - It don't work like that.

I can't sit here and find out just anything.

I have to wait for it to smack into me.

- Lunch! - I got to find Hurley.

Karen, you never monitor yourself.

Come back here and do it like the rest of us.

"Karen, you never monitor yourself."

I'll get you, girl.

Know what happens to girls that don't monitor themselves?

Your nipples turn green.

There's nothing they can do.

Where they going to park a contaminated truck?

It'll stay that way twenty-five thousand years.

They can put it in space. Hell, put it in orbit.

- Yeah, in orbit. - Put it on the moon.

- What's going on? - They cooked a truck.

There was a leak in one of the barrels.

Dolly tell you I have to work late?

Yeah. The whole weekend's screwed up.

I forgot to get permission. Now I can't find Hurley.

You better find him.

Heard those guys on the truck didn't monitor themselves.

That's a surprise.

- New guy in X-ray. - See y'all later.

- What's his name? - OK. Take care.

Winston something. Do you like him?

As a matter of fact, he's the type I hate.

Curtis, what is that?

Gilda's got some recipe from a magazine...

about putting pineapple in everything.

She puts pineapple in pineapple.

What you got?

What do you want?

- Mystery meat. - It's no mystery.

What's that? Peanut butter again?

Lay off my sandwich.

I don't want that.

- Hey, Thelma. - Hi, honey.

How's your daughter doing?

She's had one of them remissions.

If you believe in them.

Thank the Lord I got six others.

Mr. Hurley?

I hear you want the weekend off.

- I know it's late. - We can't give it to you.

This plant's operating 24 hours a day on a deadline.

- You know that. - Yeah.

How about if I get somebody to switch with me?

Most people are working a double shift now.

So, anyway...

don't everybody volunteer at once.

We have a revival, Karen.

And you?

Jimmy and me are going to Oklahoma City for a concert.

Curtis would have a fit.

Promised my kid I'd take him to Gar Creek.

How about you, Carl?

I got to work myself.

- What the hell was that? - It's a test.

How do you know?

This is a test. This is only a test.

You always say that.

You know some poor son of a bitch got his ass fried.

What I don't get is how we have all these tests...

but never go through the drill.

If this was a real airborne contamination...

we're supposed to get out of here.

We can't do the drill.

It might stop production for ten minutes.

If it had been the real thing, they'd shut down the plant...

and I could have had the whole weekend.

Karen, I've been thinking.

If you'll work the next shift back-to-back...

I'll switch with you.

Don't tell Curtis, hear?

You mean Curtis still doesn't like me?

No, but you know how he is.

What are they doing to that truck?

Move on out, OK?

Dolly.

You coming, or aren't you?

What's there to do down there?

Nothing. There's nothing to do down there.

All right. I'll come.

She's coming!

It's not going to be a party, so don't blame me.

It stinks around here.

That's home. That's what I left.

They'll be back in a little while.

Just went to get some beer.

This is great, Linda.

Come on. Come on in.

Oh, boy.

You look so big.

Go on. Say hi to your mama.

Donny, come here.

Denise, Donny, come sit over here.

Donny? Donny, come.

It's OK, son. Go ahead.

That's such a pretty dress.

I know. Linda made it for me.

Did you get that baseball I sent you?

You all remember Drew?

- I'm so happy to see you. - Where were you, Mama?

I was up near Oklahoma City. I told you that.

- Are you Mama? - I'm Mama. That's right.

Mama's going to take you to the beach for the weekend.

Am I going?

You're going, and we'll stay in a motel...

and get those little pieces of soap all wrapped up...

You should have talked to me.

I got the weekend off. I'm taking them out to Daddy's.

I talked to Linda.

You should have talked to me.

You can take them out for a while if you want to.

Scoot through.

What am I supposed to eat here?

- French fries. - Shit.

Don't say that, Dolly.

Donny, you're not eating anything.

- I've got to use the bathroom. - Go ahead.

Mom, can I buy a coke?

OK. Here you go.

Drew, you help Tammy. Nobody'll see her up there.

- I couldn't go. - You couldn't go.

Do you still sleep with Mama?

Shit!

Don't say that, Mama.

Don't drip it in my fries!

Old McDonald had a farm.

E-I-E-I-O

Yeah, here we are.

All right, Tammy, don't forget your moose.

Drew, help me get her out of the back seat, will you?