Fat Man and Little Boy Page #3

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to rest until he gets the upper hand.

We're terrified the Germans

are ahead.

Working with restrictions

and regulations is setting us on edge.

This is typical.

We are people, not numbers!

It's not part of the agreement,

general.

I apologize for complaints,

but barbed wire,

dogs, guards!

- Security badges!

- Secrets!

I hoped to leave these things in Italy

with Mussolini!

Openness is a principle

matter for scientists!

And there are many other things.

I resent my letters are being censored.

The FBI talking to me, that's one

thing. But my wife, my family,

that's a little much.

Don't you think?

We cannot continue work

under these conditions!

- Doctor.

- And what about...?

Well, that is some monkey house

in there.

A mess.

What are you gonna do about it?

I warned you about this.

Look, you give me responsibility

for security inside the lab.

We go where we like, as we like,

when we like.

Outside the lab, that's yours.

I will sell them on that.

I don't like it.

But I will live with it, for now.

The 8th Air Force today

carried out its heaviest bombing

of the war against Germany.

Michael! Michael. What do you say?

Good to see you.

- How are you?

- I brought Kathleen with me.

I was afraid this party would be

a little short on the beauty side,

so I took the appropriate precautions,

if you know what I'm saying.

- I mean, she is my favorite nurse.

- You two gonna get together?

No. No, we're not.

Actually, I'm gonna get a drink.

That's what I'm gonna get. A good

stiff drink, that's all I'm gonna get.

- Two bucks...

- It's a short bet.

- Like I said...

- This is stuck.

...it can be pretty lonely here.

There's a war on.

Not everybody can go to Acapulco.

- Oh, my.

- Are you OK?

Good.

Thank you.

Look, they're perfect.

Another minute,

they would have been overdone.

Well, I'll put this in the sink.

- Would you like some orange juice?

- Yes, kindly.

- I am sorry.

- Oh, don't worry about it.

- This will be taken care of.

- It's OK.

Anyway, I'm sure

we're going to be allies, general.

We're both trying to seduce

the same man.

So is there a Mrs. Groves?

Yes, there is.

And she has the courage

to stay in the background.

Some men are on the planet

for a purpose, Mrs. Oppenheimer.

A good wife recognizes that

and is happy to smooth the way.

Read my theory

on degenerate matter, did you?

It didn't generate

much enthusiasm elsewhere.

But what do you think we'll find

at the end of the tunnel, Michael?

- A martini.

- Probably.

Hey!

- Operator.

- Berkeley 5558, please.

Hello, Jean.

It's me.

- Jean, I know you're there.

- I'd given up waiting.

I'm sorry.

I wasn't able to manage...

Oppie, I've been so frightened.

You don't phone. You don't write.

Not even a message.

- I can't.

- You can't?

No, Jean, I can't.

- Are you coming?

- Well...

- When are you coming?

- Jean.

This isn't talking.

This is just making noises.

Why don't we just grunt

at each other?

- ''I gotta run. There's a war to win.''

- Jean.

I can't remember a day

I wasn't hurting, except with you.

Jean, listen to me.

You've got to understand, please.

Yes?

I won't keep you, general.

Well, you better had.

Banging on my door

at 2:
00 in the morning.

I had this typed up, sir.

I thought you'd wanna see it.

She's working him over, general.

I've seen this before.

That grunting at each other,

could be a code.

- The cipher clerk said it's not code.

- Who is this woman?

Jean Tatlock, sir.

She's a known communist.

Get me her background.

And maybe I am missing some stuff

on the good doctor.

- Get it for me.

- Yes, sir.

This must throw Oppenheimer's

position on this project into doubt, sir.

- Dr. Oppenheimer is the project.

- Yes, sir.

All due respect, sir, though, doesn't

this make him an unacceptable risk?

No! Failure's a risk.

The thing that concerns me is,

if he's with her, he's not with us.

It might be a good time

to put the screws to the doctor.

Yes, sir. May I ask,

how do you intend to do that, sir?

No, colonel, you may not.

- Compression not uniform.

- Stand by!

If we had a thinner wall, we could

increase the compression, yes?

Seth, there's an answer here.

Oppie, maybe implosion's

just a blind alley.

- Are we going again?

- Yes!

- That's an excuse for not thinking...

- We'll get reset.

All clear!

Reset the charges!

Reset the charges!

- We got all clear! Let's go!

- Let's move!

- Move it!

- On the double! On the double! Go!

- Move it! Move it!

- Bring it in! Left side! Left side!

Come on!

Get the lead out!

On the double, guys!

Let's go!

Canyon to Los Alamos.

Come in, Los Alamos.

Canyon to Los Alamos.

Come in, Los Alamos. Come in.

- Something set off the detonators.

- Stay back! They're wired in series.

Get out of there!

- No, Oppie.

- Sh*t.

It's all right.

Take it easy, brother.

Thanks a lot.

Do me a favor.

Jump in the ambulance.

Let me give you

the once-over.

You guys are playing

with some funny stuff out here.

Let's go. Start them up.

Did they teach you that at high school?

You took a risk.

I ran out and grabbed the guy.

I didn't even think.

- Just instinct.

- Instinct, huh?

You know, I wonder,

with this war...

...if it's instinct to save a man,

what makes us want to kill one?

Is that instinct?

You sound like my old man.

Why, what's he like?

- My old man?

- Yeah.

He's a preacher.

In Jackson, Illinois.

And I got an older brother,

Jimmy, and he's a soldier.

My mom's dead.

I don't know, I guess he's kind of

hurt that I'm not at the front.

- Why?

- Well, Jackson is a small town.

- He said, ''Where you going?''

- I said, ''Santa Fe, New Mexico.''

- I know.

- So that didn't quite hack it.

He said,

''lf you're not gonna be a soldier,

''you better be a good scientist.

The best.''

- Are you the best?

- I was in Chicago.

But these guys are so bright.

Sometimes I feel like

I'm in over my head.

But I guess I can handle

anything they throw at me.

But can you dance?

Pardon me?

I said, can you dance?

- Yeah.

- Well, do it.

- Are you serious?

- Can't handle it?

Very nice.

- Something like that.

- Very good.

Jean Tatlock, graduated in 1932.

They had a thing together

before Oppenheimer was married.

Seems Tatlock ran off.

Things went on the back burner

between them till 1942.

Then it all started up again.

His associate said, ''lf the wife's

his ambition, Tatlock's his conscience.''

She introduced him to a number of

anti-fascist groups, anti-Franco groups

and a number of communists.

- Bronson.

- Sir.

Little less muscle on the gas here.

Colonel's starting a mission.

I'd like him alive.

Yes, sir.

This makes Oppenheimer

a sitting duck for blackmail.

I'm gonna insist on his removal.

No, you're not. Just relax.

You know, major, if you want

to lead a man in a certain direction,

you don't drag him by the nose.

You just close off his options.

Simple as a truck.

Here we are in the top of the ninth.

The Army down

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