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|AKA:||Mary Jackson, Mary Mariel|
|Educated At:||Hampton University|
|Nationality:||United States Of America, United States|
|Occupations:||Researcher, Aerospace Engineer, Mathematician, Musician, Computer Scientist|
AKA: Mary Jackson, Mary Mariel
Educated At: Hampton University
Nationality: United States Of America, United States
Occupations: Researcher, Aerospace Engineer, Mathematician, Musician, Computer Scientist
Mary Jackson: Girls.
Dorothy Vaughan: No crime in a broken-down car.
Mary Jackson: No crime being Negro neither.
Katherine Johnson: Button it up, Mary. Nobody wants to go to jail behind your mouth.
Mary Jackson: I’ll do my best, sugar.
[the cop car pulls up by them and get out of his vehicle]
White Cop: Not a great place for three of y’all be having car trouble.
Mary Jackson: We didn’t pick the place, Officer. It picked us.
White Cop: Are you being disrespectful?
Mary Jackson: No, sir.
White Cop: You have identification on you?
Mary Jackson: Yes, sir.
Katherine Johnson: Yes, sir. We’re just on our way to work at Langley. NASA, sir.
[all three show him their IDs]
Dorothy Vaughan: We do a great deal of the calculating, getting our rockets into space.
White Cop: All three of you?
Katherine Johnson: Yes, sir.
Mary Jackson: Yes, Officer.
[he takes Mary’s ID and looks at it]
White Cop: NASA, now that’s something. I had no idea they hired…
Dorothy Vaughan: There are quite a few women working in the space program.”
Mary Jackson: Absolutely.
Katherine Johnson: Uh, yes, sir. We work with those gentlemen all the time.
White Cop: Those boys are the best we got. I’m sure of that.
Katherine Johnson: Yeah.
Mary Jackson: Yeah.
White Cop: We got to get a man up there before the commies do.
Katherine Johnson: Yes.
Mary Jackson: Absolutely.
White Cop: Whole damn country’s counting on them.
Dorothy Vaughan: That’s for certain.
Mary Jackson: Hard being of service broken down on the side of the road, though.
White Cop: Right, right. Uh, well, do y’all need a tow or something?
Dorothy Vaughan: No, thank you, Officer. I think I got it. Just give me my…
[Katherine reaches in the car and passes something to Dorothy]
Dorothy Vaughan: Just need to bypass the starter.
Katherine Johnson: She’s good at this stuff.
[Dorothy quickly gets the car started]
Dorothy Vaughan: Wooh! Attagirl. We’re all set.
White Cop: Well, hell, the least I can do is give y’all an escort. I imagine you’re running late to work.
Katherine Johnson: Oh, no, sir. We wouldn’t want to bother you.
Mary Jackson: That would be wonderful, Officer. Thank you so much, sir.
White Cop: Follow me.
Mary Jackson: I’m driving. Hurry up, Dorothy, before he changes his mind.
Dorothy Vaughan: We’re coming. Hold your horses.”
Dorothy Vaughan: That he is. Tall, strong, demanding.
Mary Jackson: And I bet he’s like it day and night.
Katherine Johnson: Mary, it’s Sunday. Please have some shame.
Mary Jackson: I will not.
Dorothy Vaughan: Hmm, I think he’s smiling over here.
Mary Jackson: [to Katherine] At you.
Katherine Johnson: Well I’m not smiling back.
Dorothy Vaughan: Yes, you are.
Mary Jackson: Oh, child, you are all teeth right now.
Katherine Johnson: I am not.
[Mary indicates to Jim to come over to them]
Mary Jackson: He’s coming over.
Katherine Johnson: Now why would he be doing that?
Dorothy Vaughan: Because Mary’s waving at him.
Katherine Johnson: No! Ladies, I’m not ready…
Mary Jackson: Sshh. It’s too late. Fix your hair.”
Dorothy Vaughan: Okay, try to turn it over now. Katherine! Mary! Somebody!
Mary Jackson: Katherine! Quit staring off into space and turn the damn car over.
Katherine Johnson: I got it! I’m not deaf.
Mary Jackson: I wonder sometimes.
Katherine Johnson: Here it goes.
[Katherine tries to turn on the car]
Dorothy Vaughan: Yeah, it’s the starter. That is definitely the starter.
Mary Jackson: This starter is starting to make us late. We are all going to end up unemployed riding around in this pile of junk to work every day.
Dorothy Vaughan: Well, you’re welcome to walk the sixteen miles.
Katherine Johnson: Or sit in the back of the bus.
Mary Jackson: I won’t do neither. I’ll hitchhike.”
Dorothy Vaughan: Mary, Mary, slow down. You’re too close!
Mary Jackson: Be quiet, he said to follow him.
Dorothy Vaughan: He didn’t mean up his behind!
Katherine Johnson: Dear Lord, I don’t even know where to begin!
Mary Jackson: Oh, I’ll tell you where to begin. Three Negro women are chasing a white police officer down the highway in Hampton, Virginia in 1961. Ladies, that there is a God-ordained miracle.
Katherine Johnson: And tomorrow, I’m riding the bus.”