If Charlie Chaplin was alive he'd make a movie in which he's poor and dresses up as a woman to avoid the police and through a series of hijinks ends up accidentally supplanting the leader of a major terf group. He is forced to go along with the charade and grows more and more uncomfortable with their bullshit. Meanwhile a man from the group, the Christian second-in-command, begins to flirt with him and they develop a comedic cross-dressing romance. The movie culminates when Chaplin, brought to the brink of despair after experiencing the sorta roundabout dysphoria of pretending to be an extremely transphobic woman, denounces the fascist rhetoric of the group in a passionate speech to the masses, which he ends by shouting "I'm a man!". The crowd cheers in trans acceptance and the man now in love with Chaplin takes the chance to add: "and I'm a woman!" Turns out she was trans and finally feels sure enough to say it. The movie ends with Chaplin in a suit and this woman in a dress getting married and the terfs getting kicked out of town. The final shot is of a giant banner on their "just married" car that reads "t4t*", its asterisk leading to a small sticker close to it that says "*(transvestite)"