A Beautiful Mind Page #4

with my office,

I'll pick you up

Friday at 8:
00...

and we'll eat.

One more thing.

Do you have a name,

or should I just

keep calling you "Miss"?

Governor,

may I present-

Miss Alicia Larde.

Miss Alicia Larde.

How do you do?

Professor, please.

You and the governor.

Wait, one second.

I'm sorry.

I want a copy of this.

First big date and all,

you know.

So, you boys need

to look good.

Which is not a state

you find yourselves in...

altogether naturally.

There. Better.

- I'm surprising him.

- You just keep on surprising him.

Professor.

God must be a painter.

Why else would we

have so many colors?

So you're a painter?

That's not actually

what I said,

but, yes-

I am.

Here.

Me.

Your date?

Practice human interaction

and social comportment.

That's a plan.

Champagne would be lovely.

I'll be outside.

I will get the champagne.

Oh, thank you.

Thank you for that.

No, keep it.

I believe in deciding things

will be good luck.

Do you?

No.

I don't believe in luck.

But I do believe

in assigning value to things.

Oh.

I once tried

to count them all.

I actually made it

to 4,348.

You are exceptionally odd.

I bet you're very

popular with the girls.

A pair of odd ducks, then.

Mmm.

Pick a shape.

What?

Pick a shape.

An animal-

anything.

Okay.

An umbrella.

Do it again.

Do it again.

All right.

What would you like?

Do, uh...

an octopus.

You don't talk much, do you?

I can't talk to you

about my work, Alicia.

I don't mean work.

I find that polishing

my interactions...

in order to make

them sociable requires

a tremendous effort.

I have

a tendency to expedite

information flow...

by being direct.

I often don't get

a pleasant result.

Try me.

All right.

I find you attractive.

Your aggressive

moves towards me...

indicate that you

feel the same way.

But still,

ritual requires that we...

continue with a number

of platonic activities...

before we have sex.

I am proceeding

with those activities,

but in point

of actual fact,

all I really want to do

is have intercourse with you

as soon as possible.

Are you gonna

slap me now?

How was that result?

What are you doing?

I'm attempting to isolate

patterned reoccurrences...

within periodicals

over time. And you?

You talk funny,

Mr. Nash.

Do I know you?

My uncle says

you're very smart...

but not very nice,

so I shouldn't pay no mind

if you're mean to me.

And who might

your uncle be?

The prodigal roommate...

returns.

Come here.

Charles, Charles, Charles.

My sister...

got herself killed

in a car crash.

Not too far now,

Marcee!

Her cowboy husband

was too drunk...

to know that he was

too drunk to drive.

So, I took her in.

She's so small.

She's young, John.

That's how they come.

I'm at Harvard...

doing the great

author's workshop.

D.H. bloody Lawrence.

I really do think you should

buy yourself a new book.

Well, I've been reading

a lot about you.

How are you, John?

At first all my work

here was trivial,

but a new assignment

came up and-

I can't really tell you

any details.

Top secret?

Black bag? Black ops?

Something like that.

And, uh...

Yes?

Well, l- I met a girl.

No! A human girl?

Homo sapiens.

A biped?

Yup. And contrary

to all probabilities,

she finds me attractive

on a number of different levels.

Really?

God, that's wonderful.

There's no accounting

for taste, is there?

Should I marry her?

Oh, God. Right.

I mean, everything's

going well.

The job is fine.

I have enough money.

It all seems to add up.

But how do you know

for sure?

Nothing's ever for sure, John.

That's the only

sure thing I do know.

Good evening.

Alicia, please don't

be angry.

I just lost track

of time at work...

again.

Mm-hmm.

I'm sorry.

I didn't have time

to wrap it.

Happy birthday.

The refractive faces

of the glass, you see,

they create

a full wavelength dispersal,

so if you look inside it,

you can see-

- Every possible color.

- Every possible color.

Yeah.

Remember you said that time

God must be a painter,

because of all the colors,

at the governor's house?

you said that.

I didn't think

you were listening.

I'm always listening.

It's beautiful.

Alicia, does our

relationship warrant

long-term commitment?

'Cause I need

some kind of proof,

some kind of verifiable,

empirical data.

I'm sorry,

just give me a moment...

to redefine

my girlish notions

of romance.

A proof?

Verifiable data.

Um... okay.

Well, how big

is the universe?

Infinite.

How do you know?

I know because

all the data indicate it.

But it hasn't

been proven yet?

No.

You haven't seen it.

How do you know for sure?

I don't, I just believe it.

Mmm.

It's the same

with love, I guess.

Now,

the part that

you don't know...

is if I want

to marry you.

Smile for the camera!

Well done!

Oh, sweet pea.

I love you.

Congratulations.

Hey, Sol.

You look beautiful.

Hi, how are you?

Hey, Sol.

Bye bye. Bye, now.

- Bye!

- Bye!

Be safe!

Get in.

Hurry.

They're following us.

Who's-

Who's following us?

The drop's been

compromised.

- Get down!

- Stay down.

- Here, take this.

- I ain't shooting anybody.

- Take the goddamn gun!

- No!

Son of a-

You stay back.

Don't move.

John?

Hi.

Where were you?

S-Sol-

Yeah, I talked to Sol.

He said you left

the office hours ago.

Why didn't you

call me?

Are you all right?

Honey?

John...

Please, talk to me.

Tell me what happened.

John,

open the door.

Come on, open the door!

Let me in!

Talk to me!

John!

Open the door!

Watch for cars, kids.

John.

William.

This is not what

I signed on for.

Every time

a car backfires

or a door slams-

I understand-

better than you

could possibly imagine.

You need

to calm down, John.

Now listen to me.

We're closing in

on the bomb,

in large part

due to your work.

Now don't you think your fear

is a small price to pay?

William, my circumstance

has changed.

Alicia's pregnant.

I told you attachments

were dangerous.

You chose to marry

the girl.

I did nothing

to prevent it.

The best way to ensure

everybody's safety...

is for you to continue

your work.

Well, I'll just quit.

You won't.

Why would I not?

Because I keep the Russians

from knowing you work for us.

You quit

working for me,

I quit working for you.

Parcher!

Parcher!

John, you all right?

John?

Turn it off!

Turn off the light!

Why would you

do that?

Why would you

turn the light on?

What is wrong

with you?

You have to go

to your sister's.

I left the car out the back.

You take Commonwealth.

No side streets,

you stay where it's crowded.

John, I'm not going anywhere!

When you get to your sister's,

you wait for me to call you.

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