Jess: Ladies! I'm yelling from a balcony! Your female forebears fought to give you a voice. One of them threw herself in front of a horse. A horse!
Cece: Jess, come down, okay? You're drunk, they're all drunk. I'm drunk. We lost the bet.
Jess: This is not about the bet, this is about America!
Cece: [sighs] Here we go.
Jess: Now, you ladies can sit on the sidelines and let someone else dictate your futures, or you can speak up and take charge of your lives. Now, if you're not willing to do that, then shame on you. But if you are, then I want to hear your voice.