[SQUEALS]

-We didn't ever think you'd leave Old Miss.

-They just take four years, Jolene.

-I got a job today, writing for the Jackson Journal.

-Great.

You can write my obituary.

Charlotte Phelan, dead.

Her daughter, still single.

-Does this dress look homemade?

-I reckon when you finish, it won't.

-Thank you.

-She looked like the winning horse at the Kentucky Derby.

-I've drafted the Home Health Sanitation Initiative.

-The what?

-A bill that requires every white home to have a separate

bathroom for the help.

-Maybe we should just build you a bathroom outside, Hilly.

-Minny?

-Hey, Aibileen.

-Hey, Minny.

-Mm-hm.

-These women raise white children.

We love them, and they love us, but they can't even use

the toilets in our houses.

-Minny, are you in there?

You are fired!

-You said to write about what disturbs me, particularly if

it bothers no one else?

I'd like to write something from the point

of view of the help.

I want to interview you.

-No maid is ever going to tell you the truth.

That's a hell of a risk to take in Jackson, Mississippi.

-Courage isn't just about being brave.

It's about overcoming fear and daring to do what is right for

your fellow man.

-What changed your mind?

-God.

And Miss Hilly Holbrook.

-I'm gonna help with your stories.

-We all are.

-Y'all brought me into this.

But I'm gonna finish it.

-Have you lost your mind?

-No, ma'am.

But you're about to.

-It's quite scandalous.

-Sounds like Jackson, if you ask me.

[SCREAMING]

-You tell Aibileen, do I have plans for her.

-You're a godless woman.

-We've gone and done it now.