It is a story of my life.

And my sisters.

Make it short and spicy.

And if the main character is a girl, make sure she's married by the end.

Ow!

Jo...

I want to be an artist in Rome and be the best painter in the world.

That's what you want too.

Isn't it, Joe?

To be a famous writer?

Yes, but it sounds so crass when she says it.

My girls have a way of getting into mischief.

Well, so do I.

This is Meg...

...Amy...

...Beth...

...and Jo.

I intend to make my own way in the world.

No one makes their own way.

Least of all, a woman.

You'll need to marry well.

But you are not married, Aunt March.

Well, that's because I'm rich.

Jo, would you like to dance with me?

I can't because...

I scorched my dress.

And Meg told me to keep still so no one would see it.

I have an idea of how we can manage.

Jo is a lost cause.

So, you are your family's hope now.

I believe we have some power over who we love.

It isn't something that just happens to a person.

I think the poet's might disagree.

We can leave.

Right now.

I'll sell stories.

Jo...

And you, you should be an actress.

And you should have a life on the stage

Just because my dreams are different than yours doesn't mean they're unimportant.

I have loved you ever since I've known you, Jo.

I couldn't help it.

It would be a disaster if we get married.

It wouldn't be a disaster.

We'd be miserable.

Jo, I would be a perfect...

I can't!

I can't.

A new play written by Miss Jo March.

Women...

They have minds.

And they have souls as well as just hearts

I want to be great or nothing.

And they've got ambition.

And they've got talent as well as just beauty.

And I'm so sick of people saying that love is just all a woman is fit for.

I'm so sick of it.

There are some natures too lofty to bend.

So...

Who does she marry?