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2334 MOTION-PICTURE JURISDICTIONAL DISPUTES
time there were two circles of pickets marching four abreast completely covering the Lemon Grove entrance. There was not 2 feet between them and I actually had four picket lines to go through to get in. There were over 2(X1 people marching in the line. Some wore metal helmets. There were alxiut a dozen city police there at that time. We asked them if there was a possibility of getting through; one said to wait 10 minutes for reenforcements. We waited and then this policeman came through the line to tell the machinists who were with us tliat whenever we were ready he would open up the line. We told him we were ready and 20 or 30 of us started to walk through the line slowly. We went through the first two lines, and when our boys got in the center, the pickets started to crowd around and swing their fists at the employees, at the same time swearing and cursing, calling us "dirty rats" —
and there is some additional language here which the record will show.
I saw pickets strike the men with me and then throw hot coffee on them. Some of the men got through. They forced the rest of us back and I was not able to get through the line.
Parenthetically I might say this is jitst a sample of many of the efforts to get through. According to Mr. Sorrell's testimony anybody who wanted to get through, of course, could go through.
I am skipping many ,of these affidavits. This is the affidavit of the injunction application in the case of Republic Productions, Inc., against Local O-iG of the United Brotherhood of Carpenters et al. That is, the defendants include all of the striking unions in all of these cases. It is in the Superior Court of the State of California, county of Los Angeles, case No. 520134.
This is the affidavit of August A. Maehl, sworn to October 5, 194<). This is in connection with the 1946 strike. Mr. Maehl was the chief of police at Republic Studio. He says :
On October 3, 1946, at about r> : 30 a. m., I saw approximately 250 men wearing picket armbands marching around in a large circle at the Carpenter Avenue auto gate of the studio. In addition to these 2ri0 pickets there were approximately 500 additional men milling around Carpenter Avenue in the vicinity of said auto gate. The above luimber of pickets and those milling around in the vicinity of said auto gate entrance remained constant u]) until approximately 12 o'clock noon of said day.
Then he describes a similar number of pickets at the other gates of the Republic Studio. I will not bother to read all this into the record.
After describing the massing of pickets at the various gates on the dates of October 3 and October 4, he goes on to say :
Throughout the entire day of October 4, 194G, the pickets and the milling crowds were noisy and were particularly boisterous when anyone attempted to cross the picket line for the purpose of entering the studio, under police protection. When anyone attempted to enter the studio and cross the picket line, under police protection, multitudes of cries of "Close in on them," "Hold the line tight, don't let those dirty rats through," "Hold those skunks," "dirty scabs," "finks," and words of similar import were used.
Then he goes on to describe in more detail the incidents of trying to get people through.
There is an affidavit here of Mr. Raymond E. Jones, sworn to October 7, 1946. Mr. Jones describes himself as the head of the commissary. It is an executive post at Columbia. He says:
On October 3, 1946, at approximately 5: 30 a. m., I parked my car on the east side of Radford Avenue, north of the entrance to the studio. As I got out of the car a man came running from across the street, wearing a white armband, and asked: "Hey, fellow, where the h — are .vou going?" I answered: "I am going up there," pointing in the direction of the studio entrance. The man then