This Island Earth Page #3
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Dr. Adams here has been
working along the same lines,
perhaps just
a step behind you,
although both of you are way
ahead of anyone else in your field.
Be careful. Exeter will
flatter you to death.
The truth is never
flattering, Dr. Adams.
Now suppose you relax
and think it over.
Suppose when I do, I find
I can't go along with you?
Naturally, we'll expect you to be
discreet about what you've seen here.
Otherwise, you're free to leave,
Dr. Meacham. As free as air.
And now suppose we continue
your tour of inspection...
right from our chairs.
Conserving energy is one of our
primary concerns, isn't it, doctor?
Your laboratory, doctor. Immediately
below this office, I believe.
Still under construction,
but in a few days,
well, we'll have some
surprises for you. Brack!
Everything in order?
Yes.
Thank you, Brack.
Any reason why you can't start
in the morning, doctor?
No. Another view of your laboratory...
with, uh, your own
interocitor, of course.
In addition to which,
we hope to provide you with...
one of our other units
calling, doctor. Other units?
Yes, we have several at strategic
points throughout the world.
Please forgive me.
We'll have a chat at dinner, Meacham.
Excellent cuisine, by the way.
Like everybody here, the chef
must be dedicated to his work.
Uh, you'll find the stairway through
the living room and to your right.
Your room is at the top
of the stairs. Thanks.
Dr. Meacham,
the girl in Vermont.
I find, is unsatisfactory.
Yes?
Why schedule as planned.
Because certain methods imposed upon me by
the council have not been effective here.
I wish to discuss it
with the council.
Impossible. The time element will
not permit any dissenting opinions.
Pplan "a" as instructed.
On status of personnel.
With the arrival of Meacham, the
personnel roster is complete.
Proceed with plan "a."
What do you think
of mr. Mozart, Exeter?
I'm afraid I don't
know the chap.
My mind must have been wandering.
Your composer, of course.
Composer? He belongs to
the World. Yes, indeed.
The dinner, Exeter, was even
more perfect than you promised.
Now if you'll excuse me, I could
do with some fresh air myself.
Would you care to join me, Dr. Adams?
You, Dr. carlson?
Show him the grounds.
We won't start cracking the whip
That's quite a group
Exeter has collected. Quite.
That's Dr. Hu Hin Hang.
Tang's field is tritanium,
the same as Dr. Engelborg.
Dr. Marie Pitchner, u-235.
Dr. Blorfield, plutonium.
Hmm, that puts all of us...
in the production of nuclear energy,
doesn't it, Carlson?
What are you getting at?
Why no biochemists, electronic
experts, mechanical engineers,
people equipped to make
practical application...
of the energy
the rest of us produce?
I seem to remember that was part of
Exeter's pitch. We try to make it a rule...
not to discuss our work
after hours.
Now how about
that fresh air?
How about you and Dr. Adams
showing me my laboratory instead?
After all I've heard today, I can hardly
wait to add my little contribution...
to the good work.
This way, doctor.
Your lab and my lab
are in this wing.
Steve and the others
are on the right.
This is yours
over here.
It's only Neutron. We call him
that because he's so positive.
Stay off Dr. Meacham's equipment.
Well, what do
you think of it?
It's not bad. Should be able
to get started very quickly.
Fine, but a word of warning.
Don't let Exeter push you too hard.
He's the kind of man who
wants results yesterday.
This is the same size lead
slab I use in my own lab.
I guess you're right. Guess Exeter
doesn't expect me to waste any time.
This is very
interesting.
Now, standing here with the
lead slab in front of us,
The lead reactor panel
behind us,
we're shielded
from nuclear rays.
Could be even from the prying
eyes of Exeter's interocitor.
What's your opinion,
doctors?
All right, I'll
spell it out for you.
You walk around here as if
you're scared of your own shadows.
Ruth's afraid to admit
she and I might have held hands.
That's okay, but either I've got
to figure I'm a little cracked...
Or that Exeter's cat
has got both your tongues.
We have a right to throw a few questions
at you. what are you doing here?
Look, I received
a darn fool catalog.
I couldn't resist it.
I built an interocitor,
arrived on that trick plane,
and that's all I know.
But so help me, in the next ten
minutes, I'm gonna know a lot more.
I believe him, Steve.
Well, I guess
I do too.
Now we're
getting somewhere.
To begin with, Cal,
I was the girl in Vermont.
Then why all the... because
we couldn't take a chance.
There's always the possibility you spent a
few minutes under one of Exeter's sunlamps.
Sunlamp?
That's what it looks like.
Only instead of a suntan, you
get your brain cells rearranged.
Steve had a peek at one.
Yeah, it's similar to lobotomy.
Renders useless areas of the brain
controlling the power of the will.
have been spared.
We think Engelborg too, but we haven't the
slightest idea why. What about the others?
Try talking to them.
Well, that leaves the big
one. Who's Exeter working for?
We don't know. All we know is
what you've already guessed.
Exeter is desperately trying to come
up with new sources of atomic energy.
And we're the geniuses he's
depending upon to deliver for him.
Well, he might
get a surprise.
Why did you wait, Brack?
You should have told me.
I was busy elsewhere.
If you're so concerned, why don't
you let me use the transformer?
The transformer
is not the only answer.
The council differs.
It says it's infallible.
The council is wrong.
I told the Monitor so today.
The transformer is morally
abhorrent to the subjects.
It sets up subconscious blocks
which defeat our very purposes.
You're being
sentimental.
I am being practical!
No, Brack. Use a machine to control a
man's brain, you destroy his initiative.
You destroy his power
to help us as we need help.
We can both see it
right here.
It may be true,
but are you sure?
We're 30 miles
from nowhere.
Steve and I know.
We've tried.
And if we did get out,
who'd believe all this?
I don't blame you doctors for being
excited about working for Exeter.
It's a rare privilege.
He's a rare man.
away. He felt the impulses.
That cat. I could... put Neutron
under the thought transformer?
Why not, Brack? And perhaps
you'd like me to step in with him.
Turn it off, Brack. Our friends won't be
giving us any more information tonight.
it's an interesting equation.
I'll check it.
You may find it'll help you over
some of the more difficult obstacles.
And now, doctor, I'd like to acquaint
you with another of our accomplishments.
Notice that section of
Please bring it forward
about eight feet.
Now please move back.
By the door, doctor.
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