The Imitation Game Page #8
You'll work.
And we'll have each other's company.
We'll have each other's minds.
That sounds like a better
marriage than most.
Because I care for you.
And you care for me.
And we understand
one another more than...
More than anyone else ever has.
I don't.
- What?
- Care for you.
I never did.
I... I just needed you to break Enigma.
I've done that now, so... So you can go.
I'm not going anywhere.
I've spent entirely too much of my life
worried about what you think of me
or what my parents think of me
or the boys in Hut 8
or the girls in Hut 3.
And do you know what? I'm done.
This is the most important
work I will ever do
and no one is going to stop me,
least of all you.
Do you know what? They were right.
Peter, Hugh, John.
You really are a monster.
The war dragged on
for two more solitary years
and every day we performed
our blood-soaked calculus.
Every day we decided
who lived and who died.
Every day we helped the A/lies
Stalingrad.
The Ardenne. The invasion of Normandy.
have been possible
without the intelligence
that we supplied.
as this epic battle
between civi/isations.
Freedom versus tyranny.
Democracy versus Nazism.
Armies of millions
bleeding into the ground.
Fleets of ships
weighing down the oceans.
Planes dropping bombs from the sky
until they obliterated the sun itself
The war wasn't like that for us.
For us it was just.- .
Half a dozen crossword enthusiasts
in a tiny village
in the South of England.
your victory.
It is the victory
of the cause of freedom in every land.
This is a solemn but glorious hour
I wish that Franklin D Roosevelt
had lived to see this day.
Was I God? No.
Because God didn't
win the wan
We did.
So what happens now?
Is it back to university for us,
Isuppose?
Yes, pretty much.
But you've one other thing left to do
before your service
to your government is concluded.
- What's that?
- Burn everything.
Burn? Why?
You were told when you started
this was a top secret programme.
Did you think we were joking?
But the war is over.
This war is.
But there'Il be others.
And we know how to break a code
that everybody else
believes is unbreakable.
Precisely.
Tear it down, light it up.
Sweep away the ashes.
None of you have ever met before.
None of you have ever
even heard the word "Enigma"
Have a safe trip home.
Behave.
With a bit of luck,
you'll never have to see me
or one another again
for the rest of your lives.
That's unbelievable.
Now, Detective,
you get to judge.
So tell me,
what am I?
Am I a machine? Am I a person?
Am I a war hero?
Am I a criminal?
I can't judge you-
Well, then.
You're no help to me at all.
Come in.
You wanted to see me, sir?
Turing. Sit down.
Is something the matter?
You and Christopher Morcom
are quite close.
I wouldn't say that.
Well, your mathematics teacher says
the two of you
are positively inseparable.
We're the best students in the class.
He caught you passing
notes the other day.
Cryptography, to pass the time.
The class is too simple.
You and your friend solve
maths problems during maths class
because the maths class is too dull?
He's not my friend.
- Well, I'm told he's your only friend.
- Who said that?
Something's come up concerning Morcom
Why am I here?
Christopher is dead.
I don't understand.
His mother sent word this morning.
The family were on holiday, you see.
I don't understand.
Well, he had bovine tuberculosis,
as I'm sure he told you.
So this won't come as a shock
but still, all the same, I'm sorry.
You're mistaken.
Did he not tell you?
Well, he's been sick for a long time.
He knew this was coming soon.
But he had a stiff upper lip about it.
Good lad.
- Are you all right, Turing?
- Yes. Of course.
Like I said,
I didn't know him very well.
Ah, I see. Very well.
May I leave, Headmaster?
Congratulations, sir.
Sorry.
I would have come.
I would have testified.
And what would you have said?
That I... I wasn't a homosexual?
Alan, this is serious.
They could send you to jail.
Oh, damn it.
- Your hands, you're twitching.
- No. No, I'm not.
- Alan.
- Er...
It's the medication.
The medication?
Well, the judge gave me, um, a choice-
horhormonal therapy.
Oh, my God.
- Oh, my God!
- Yes, yes, that's right.
Chemical castration.
To, er, to cure me of my, um,
homosexual predilections
I mean, I couldn't
work in prison and...
All right.
Now, I'm going to speak to your doctors.
- I'm going to speak to your lawyers.
- I'm... I'm fine.
- Please let me help you.
- No, I...
I don't need your help, thank you.
Alan, you do not have to do this alone.
I'm not alone.
Never have been.
Christopher's become so smart.
If I don't continue
my treatment, then they'll
They'II take him away from me.
You...
You... You... You can't let them
do that. You can't.
You... You can't let them
leave me alone.
I don't... I don't want to be alone.
I don't want to be alone.
All right, all right.
All right.
It's all right, come and sit down.
t's all right. Come and sit down.
It's all right.
Oh, well...
That's a much nicer ring
than the one I... I made you.
Yes.
His name's Jock.
He's an army man,
if you can believe it.
We work together.
Why don't we do a crossword puzzle?
It'll only take us five minutes.
Or in your case, six.
There.
Perhaps later.
Yes, of course.
You got what you wanted, didn't you?
Work, a husband.
Normal life.
No one normal could have done that.
Do you know, this morning,
I was on a train that went
through a city that wouldn't exist
if it wasn't for you.
if it wasn't for you.
I read up on my work,
a whole field of scientific inquiry
that only exists because of you.
Now, if you wish
you could have been normal,
I can promise you, I do not.
The world is an infinitely better place
precisely because you weren't.
Do you...
I think
that sometimes it is the people
who no one imagines anything of
who do the things
that no one can imagine.
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