Suffs

Are you Mrs.

Alva Belmont?

Who are you?

The matron at Occoquan Prison.

I have letters from your girls.

Why would you do this for us?

Well, I was told you would handsomely compensate me for my trouble.

Of course.

Oh, Alice Paul said I'd get a hundred.

Jesus...Alice.

I wasn't here.

Mr.

President, I have the report on the conditions in the prison, just as you requested.

This ought to debunk all the baseless claims that the women are being mistreated.

Good.

I trust I won't be disappointed.

No, sir.

Oh, God.

What is it?

We are providing the ladies with excellent care.

A doctor came and dragged me out of my bed

Their treatment includes artificial feeding.

He smiled and said that I must be fed

The ladies receive it without resistance.

I turned and twisted all I could

But they threw me on my back

And strapped in my arms and legs

There is no force necessary.

They try to pry my mouth open with pliers

And I tried to clench my teeth shut

But they shoved the tube down my throat, up my nose

The ladies are offered fresh milk and eggs.

They pour raw eggs through the tube to my gut

They experience no discomfort.

Everything went black

I didn't know where to breathe from

The ladies are the picture of health.

They withdrew the tube, and I bled out my nose, out my mouth

So much blood, then they leave me there

Very sick, choking, gagging all night long

The ladies are nourished by three meals a day.

We are forcibly fed three times a day

I must say, they take this well.

Don't let them tell you we take this well

Don't let them tell you we take this well

In conclusion, the ladies are well taken care of.

And all rumors in the press of physical abuse are entirely false.

But, sir, the problem remains of what to do about their leader Alice Paul.

They took Alice away, will not tell us where

Have not seen her in days

We're terribly worried

Someone ought to commit her to an asylum

She does exhibit symptoms of hysteria, such as verbal displays of opinions in public.

A failure to marry and conceive

Ladies must be protected

Inmate number 168.

You've refused to stop your hunger strike for three weeks now.

Have some bread.

Are you so hysterical you won't even take one bite?

Why?

Are another silent protest.

Well, sane women do not starve themselves to death to prove a point.

So if you still refuse to eat I shall sign the president's order, for you to be permanently committed to St.

Elizabeth's asylum.

And your suffrage crusade will all have been for nothing.

Is that what you want?

Crazy bitch.

She's a -- she's a great American bitch

She's a -- she's a great American bitch

Inez?

No, it's the ghost of Susan B. Anthony.

Oh, God, did I die?

Am I dead?

Sorry to disappoint you, but you're just hallucinating.

So catch me up.

Did you ever call William Parker?

That's your first question?

Just tell this doctor why you're doing this.

You're not helping our cause here.

I don't understand why I always need to explain why I am the way I am and why I want what I want.

I'm not crazy, and I shouldn't have to justify myself.

Alice, you need to eat something, or you're not going to survive this.