Manhattan (2014–2015): Season 1, Episode 1 - You Always Hurt the One You Love - full transcript

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On the eve
of another Independence Day,

let us all remember
the price of the freedom we enjoy.

Along with those who have
made the ultimate sacrifice,

113 local boys are unaccounted for
in the Pacific theater.

They include
Private James Daryl of Bloomfield.

Private Stuart Danforth Of Bloomfield.

Lance Corporal Francis R. Peabody.

Private Hugo Bunker.

Corporal George Higgins.
Private First Class...

Son of a bitch.



That's got to be north.

Right?

They said it would be just like Cambridge.

- Harvard with sand.
-You know, Daddy's offer still stands.

-It's a good job, Charles.
-It's a sales job.

God forbid.
You'd think a PhD was a vow of poverty.

You know, business is a science.

The recruiter said
I could be the next Enrico Fermi.

He's like the Betty Grable of physics.

Well, no one ever heard of him.

Think of anyone heard of Galileo in 1590?

I bet Galileo knew how to read a road map.

Oh.

Yeah, that's north.



Joey, come on.

Stay in the car.

- Next car, move up.
- Honey, stay in the car, okay?

Excuse me. Hi. The circus in town?

Just where is everybody going?

P.O. box 1663.

- What's the place called?
-It ain't.

No name, no street signs.

Welcome to nowhere.

All right.

Charlie, this doesn't look like Cambridge.

You can't work in your office
like everybody else?

Our group's on the chopping block

and you're out till dawn
playing putt-putt in the desert.

What makes a golf ball fly?

Compression. The club hits the ball,
the rubber core compresses, the ball sails.

We're not talking about rubber.
We're talking about solid metal.

TNT yields pressures
of 100,000 atmospheres.

We can super-compress the core
of the bomb.

Higher density, less plutonium.

Oh, you son of a bitch.

Someone invented pie crust in a box?

How is that not on the cover
of The New York Times?

The computers will
need to stay all night.

And we'll need some equipment.

Some IBM machines for the hydrodynamics.

I'll be right back.

So is this all you got for corn?

Yeah, we're cleared out
for the Fourth of July.

Shipment's due from El Paso next Tuesday.

We can't grow our own corn on the Hill?

You know the Indians have been
planting maize out here for 5,000 years.

Army policy. The ground's no good.

Oh, for heaven's sake.
Rangeland soil is full of potassium.

Ma'am, I'm sure your husband's
got a brain the size of Kansas,

but that ring on your finger
doesn't make you a scientist.

No, four years at Barnard
and a PhD in botany do.

I missed dinner.

And breakfast.

You know, most women would kill
for a night off from their husbands.

Most women know
what their husbands do at the office.

I'm not most women.

You certainly are not.

You've had a good night.

I'll be home later.

I promise.

This line gets longer every day.

Got your pass?

Colonel's clamping down on security.

Probably got the MPs
going through our trash at night.

Here we go. Thank you.

- All right, thank you.
- Okay.

Would it kill you to say thank you?

We need to start from scratch.
We'll rebuild the math from the ground up.

And we'll need a bigger staff, Glen,
like 15, 20 guys.

- Where the hell are you going?
- I'm gonna run it upstairs.

No, whoa. Hey, whoa.

You can't just waltz
into Oppenheimer's office

with some chicken scratches
on a cocktail napkin.

- Morning, gentlemen.
-Hey, good morning.

Akley, he wipes his ass and calls it a design.

Army writes him a check with six zeros.

Reed Akley shaves every day.

The only thing cleaner
than his face is his math.

Well, it's too clean.

There's something wrong
with Akley's bomb.

Forget Thin Man, okay? Forget Akley.

Hundred American kids have been buried

since the last time
we walked through that gate.

By tomorrow morning, there'll be 100 more.

And you want me to slow down?

Of course not.

We've spent six months in the woodshed
living off table scraps.

We both know
our design is better than Akley's.

But if you go in there
to persuade Oppenheimer half-cocked,

it's finished.

Was that Frank Winter?

Yeah.

I submitted my thesis to the Princeton
physics journal when he was the editor.

Six peer reviewers backed it for publication.

- He rejected it.
-Well, don't take it personally.

He probably didn't even read it.

He work for Dr. Akley, too?

No.

No, he's got a band of misfits
working on an alternate design.

Design for what?

Forget Winter's group.

They're the farm league, Charlie.

You're joining the New York Yankees.

The white badge is your key to the castle.

Only scientists and Army brass get them.

Steno girls are allowed in the building,
but they don't know squat.

GIs barely know what state they're in.

They all read your paper.

Passed it around like a Tijuana Bible.

You're looking at the best
equipped lab in the country.

Two Van de Graaff accelerators,
our own cyclotron,

and the finest computers money can buy.

Computers, this is the youngest buck
who ever won the Forbes prize.

Say hello to Charlie Isaacs.

Hi, Charlie.

No lying down on the job, girls.

We'll need you to answer some questions.

Everybody on the project's
got to have security clearance.

What is the project?
They still haven't told me.

I'll leave that to Dr. Akley
once we have your commitment.

How do I know what I'm committing to?

Charlie,

this is Shangri-La.

We've got the highest combined IQ
of any town in America

and more Jews than Babylon.

You'll be wined and dined by the US Army
until Hitler and the Japs say uncle.

Who knows how long that'll be?

Well, that all depends on us.

Say Oppenheimer picks Akley's design
over ours,

it's still possible they'll keep us around,
right, as a backup plan?

If a career falls in the desert
and there's no one there to hear it,

does it make a sound?

Frank will figure something out.

Oh, come on. We're wasting our time.
Akley's got a staff of 600 on Thin Man.

We've got six chaps. One of them's a girl.

You're late!

This was yesterday.

This is tomorrow.

Now, the math here is simple.
Only one variable matters.

Time.

It's gonna take a year to produce
enough plutonium to make Akley's bomb.

But with a super-compressed core,

I think we can shave a week
off that timeline, maybe longer.

Now, the Army still hasn't decided
which design they're gonna back yet,

but they're going to any day now,

and before they do,
we need to prove how much time

our model is gonna save them.

And Oppenheimer is leaving
for D.C. tomorrow.

Yeah, so if we want to keep
this group intact,

we're gonna have to get
some hard numbers in his hands

before he gets on that plane.

Yeah, we're gonna miss
dinner again, aren't we?

- Fritz.
- So we're gonna scrap

three months of work for the chance
that we can save the Army one week?

Somewhere in Germany,

Hitler's got a town just like this one,
full of scientists hungrier than you.

That week we save
could be the week that matters.

- Yoo-hoo!

Hello.

We're not snooping.

Hello.

- We're the welcome wagon.
- Oh.

This is Fay and Dot, and I'm Rose Akley.

- Abby.
-Her husband is your husband's boss.

Oh. Oh. Um...

Technically Reed
is your husband's boss' boss.

But we don't stand on ceremony,
do we, ladies?

Thin walls.

She's built like a sparrow.

You think she's
packed enough shoes?

What church are you?
Lutheran? Methodist?

Physicist.

Charlie's god is Albert Einstein.

You're lucky with a toddler.

They ration the Indians.

You'll jump straight to the front of the line.

Just watch out the help doesn't smoke
your husband's peace pipe.

Don't tell my Walter.

If the men can keep secrets,
we're entitled to a few of our own.

What do you mean?

Oh, you know,
what they do behind their fences.

What are the men building?

I hear they're building submarines
and floating them down the Rio Grande.

Fay!

They look like little convicts.

Head lice.

- What was that?
-You're gonna love it here, really.

Super-compression.
Why didn't I think of that?

'Cause Frank's smarter than you
by a factor of 14.

Not that it matters.
Akley's gonna win the war.

He'll probably win the Nobel Prize.
We'll still be crunching numbers.

Here, look at this.

Crosley, Fedowitz, Liao, Meeks, Prins,
you need to come with us.

If this is about the colonel's horse,
I had nothing to do with it.

Recognize this?
Came out of your file cabinet.

There's pages missing.

Ooh, somebody better call Interpol.

You familiar with the Espionage Act?

Whoever lawfully or unlawfully
having access to

or being entrusted with any document...

Whoa! Whoa!

Espionage?

No more wisecracks?

You hear the one about the Chink
in the electric chair?

- What the hell's going on?
- That's what we'd like to find out, sir.

We believe a member
of your group is stealing secrets.

Get out.

Dr. Winter, G-2 has credible
intelligence that one...

All I've seen from the G-2
is an incredible lack of intelligence.

They haven't even told you
what you're doing here, have they?

Do you have any idea
what you are looking at?

- Sir, we're not here to debate science.
- That's not science.

That's the property of the government
of the United States of America.

Our work is so classified,
the Vice President doesn't know we exist.

As far as he's concerned,
the Manhattan Project

is a leaky tunnel on the IRT.

And yet you're gonna stand there,
Sergeant First Class,

with your J-3 security clearance,
and you're gonna talk to me about protocol?

You could be court-martialed
for just opening that file.

This isn't finished.

I don't have time for this shit.

And neither do you, not today.

- You're crooked.
-Oh.

Thank you.

Dr. Akley.

"A New Approach to Nuclear Cosmology."

I Wish I'd written it.

I have not seen real bourbon
since Pearl Harbor.

Well, I got friends in high places.

It's called a signing bonus.

Charlie Isaacs, tell me why you're here.

Sir?

You drove 2,000 miles.
You uprooted your family to a state

with more cattle than people.

- What do you want?
-To serve my country.

I tried to enlist.

Flat feet.

Yeah, well, I think we can
put your skills to better use.

We're waging a war of ideas.

Now, this war will be fought
on the battlefield,

but make no mistake that peace
will be won with brains, not brawn.

Now, forget about code breaking,
forget about meteorology, optics...

You're building an atomic bomb.

We prefer to call it a gadget.

I walk most of the new boys
through the math, they still don't see it.

I was told I'd be working in a radar lab.

Well, I'm sorry for the smoke and mirrors.

We can't exactly advertise.

Dean Everett at Harvard

says you're the quickest study
he's seen in years.

He also says you want to help your people.

I understand you have family in Poland.

A bomb like that... Um, gadget...

The burn radius would be miles wide.

The gamma rays alone
would be impossible to...

Charlie, Charlie, Charlie.

You can grow old and die
writing white papers on field quantization.

A hundred savants will read your work,

maybe 10 will understand it.

Or you can join my team

and you can watch the apple fall
with Newton.

Go home.
Go have dinner with your wife.

We need to finish running these numbers.

Leave that to the peanut gallery.

I mean it. If this job kills you,

Liza is gonna kill me.

You're not gonna
believe this. The water went out again.

They better fix it before tomorrow.

July 4th.

Frank, half the Hill
is gonna be in our backyard

and you know how they like to drink.

This is not the best week.

Well, I didn't set the date.
Take it up with Thomas Jefferson.

Frank.

Did you know people like to socialize
on Independence Day?

They like to stand around
in the backyard and eat grilled meats

and listen to John Philip Sousa. Gracias.

And tomorrow, for one night,

we're going to pretend
we have a normal life.

You in the kitchen
is the definition of abnormal.

But in the spirit of independence...

- No.
-No what?

No, you can't go to school in New York.

But New York
is the center of the world.

Yes, it is.

The world of cigarettes and premarital sex.

Apparently, Callie has sent in
an application to the Chapin School.

Dad, Anna Roosevelt went there.

They have state-of-the-art science labs,

it's right next door
to the Metropolitan Museum.

Seven million people live in New York.

It's the most densely
populated city in America.

Right on the Eastern Seaboard.

And?

And the Army would never let you go.

So I'm just supposed to
stay here in this prison camp?

- Get knocked up by one of the guards?
-Oh, don't be vulgar.

Why are we even here?

Everything is a secret!

It's Kafkaesque!

Well, at least she's reading.

We've been working forever.

Barely made a dent. These are for you.

Hey, what's the over-under
on how much time we'll shave off Thin Man?

I got a Mars bar that says 10 days.

You honestly think
we're gonna outflank Reed Akley

and a staff of 600 by 10 days?

No, honestly,
I think we're gonna beat them by 20,

but I'm spineless, so my money's on 10.

Honestly, my money's on it doesn't matter
'cause we're never gonna finish by morning.

Here.

Whoa.

- Nylons?

Yeah, he steals them
from the storage annex.

What the hell do you
want with ladies' nylons?

- They're rationed.
- And?

Girls love them. Girls can't get them.

I spread the wealth, they spread their legs.

We need reinforcements.

We've got to have
the calculations by tomorrow.

- You are our only hope.
-We're punched out for the night.

We can pay you.

Crosley.

- Great.
- All right.

Oh, great. Fantastic.

Thank you.

Hi, my name's Fritz.

That's for you. Hi. Fritz.

Hi, you can call me Fritz.

I give up.

This chrysanthemum,
it's supposed to be white.

So it's a hybrid.

Did you know

that we're not allowed
to grow produce on the Hill?

Must be something to do with the soil.

Well, sometimes a flower is just a flower.

Don't go and work.

Well, I have to finish some things.

What things?

When it's over,
we will go anywhere you want.

We'll find a desert island,
play Adam and Eve.

Good night.

Watch it, buddy.

- Get out of the way!

Abby?

Charlie, what on earth? It's this one.
This one. Come inside.

I was about to call the police.

You know,
there's no telephone in this place.

Shh!

This is Daddy's brand.
You can't get this anymore.

You can if your work's got triple-A priority.

Are you drunk?

- Oh, shit.

- Charlie?

It's the whole street.

You know how many people live in Berlin?

Men, women, kids?

I wrote a letter to my father.

I said you'd think about his offer.

Oh, Jesus, Abby. This is what I am.

You are a loving father to our son.

And you are my handsome husband.

Take off your nightgown.

Charlie.

Joey's out cold. He won't hear us.

It's not Joey I'm worried about.

Oh, give them something
to put in our FBI file.

Hmm?

--Hmm?

Come on.

No! No!

Whatever it is, Frank, you can tell me.

I can't.

Does the ringing in your ears
increase with stress?

No.

Some of the men find it helpful
to speak with the chaplain.

And they're not all religious.

We give chloral hydrate for sleep disorders.
I can write you a script.

- But if you'll take a word of advice...
-I'll take the pills.

Nothing to worry about.

This Wind's gonna blow us
all the way to Kansas.

There's no place like home.

How many drunken physicists
do you reckon we can cram into that shack?

Lo siento.

Let's take it inside.

There we go, right there.

Look at the line.

Another one.

Whoa!

Mommy, my head itches.

I'm tired.

We need copies for Oppenheimer
so he can sell it in D.C.

Where are we on the numbers?

Still at it, and we're running out of nylons.

All right, let's go. Outside, right now.

Leave everything where it is. Touch nothing.

I'll get it.

What the hell is going on?

They're arresting Bill Timchak.

Some files turned up in his dorm room.

- They can do that?
-All right, let's move.

They've got tanks.
They can do whatever they like.

Colonel's collecting scalps.

Word is he's just getting started.

Don't tell me. They arrested the computers.

Frank, I, uh, made a mistake.

I, uh...

Oh, I screwed up.

I swear to God I am not a spy. You know me.

It's the X-ray studies.

You said it was my best work.

What the hell did you do?

I've got a kid back in Oakland.

Gracie.

She's sick and her meds cost a fortune.

I just thought when we all go back home,
I could sell the patents.

They're gonna figure that out.

You got to help me out, Frank.

Talk to the colonel. Explain why I took them.

You stole secrets
from the United States Army.

You really think the colonel's
gonna stick around for a chitchat?

So what are you gonna do?

I'm gonna burn them.

They can't touch you
if they don't have proof.

You got to get me transferred.
Send me to Chicago.

Or Site X. Christ, Frank, I've got a family.

Then act like it! You want to protect them?

You go out there and do your goddamn job
like the rest of us.

Two, one...

Colonel Cox wants to see you.

- I'm not holding office hours today.
-Now.

This can't be right.
Did you remember to check the...

It's right.

One of your boys stole
classified files. I'd like a name.

So you can stick him in a hole
till the end of the war?

I have a brother
in the 4th Marine Raiders

in the Solomon Islands
who wants to come home to his family.

I knew nine men on the USS Arizona
who won't get that chance.

Our enemy crawled out of a cave
on the other side of this Earth

and attacked us on our own soil,
and they'll do it again.

We will not hand them the tools.

There's a leak in this lab.

Someone's been smuggling
tactical schematics off the Hill.

There is no spy in my group.

You think Bill Timchak was a spy?

He's an example.
We live in a world of consequences.

Must be lonely out there in the boondocks.

No resources,
no recognition for your group.

I'm not here for the recognition.

I got a shipment in this morning.

Ten state-of-the-art IBM machines.

You think I'd horse-trade
a member of my own team?

We sacrifice the few to save the many.

- Twelve days?
-Twelve weeks!

Hey, Dolores.
I just need two minutes of his time.

Dr. Oppenheimer doesn't have
an opening until the 18th.

-It'll just take...
-It'll have to wait till he's back from D.C.

He's already down in the car.

- I'll ride with him. That'll do.
- No, Frank.

- Thanks, Dolores.
-Frank, there's...

We can cut
12 weeks off Akley's timeline.

I thought we were going to the airport.

Lamy train depot.

General's seen fit to ground me.

It's too dangerous to fly.
Isn't that right, Tommy?

It's very touching,
their concern for my health.

It's been road-tested
and triple-checked, Robert.

If you'll just give me some IBM machines
and 30 more men,

I can have the hydrodynamics
worked out in the next month.

This country, the Valles Caldera,

we call it a desert, but it's a crematorium.

The mesas, all of it, fallout from a volcano
that exploded a million and a half years ago.

Someday it'll detonate again,
and everything you see

will be buried.

Just a question of time.

There are forces beyond our control.

The United States Army is one of them.

Your group's going to be dissolved, Frank.

- What?
-We're building Akley's bomb.

- The ship has sailed.
-Well, turn it around.

This war chews up
four American kids every hour.

I just handed you 8,000 lives.

Man is made by his belief.

As he believes, so he is.

- The Army believes in the Thin Man.
-I don't give a shit about the Army.

That's your mistake.

Tommy.

What about you, Robert?

What do you believe?

I believe the world is on fire

and the Thin Man's our chance to put it out.

You'll report directly to Akley.

Hey!

Hey, wait! That's my equipment.

Glen, what the hell is this?

Got my dishonorable discharge.

Colonel's shipping me off-site.

No. We'll go over his head.

It's not just me.

It's the whole group.

I'll call the Secretary of War.

I'll tell him our work is vital
to the success of this project.

Frank. Frank.

You were the best student I ever had.

And you know

that I would back you
to the edge of the Earth.

But I think We just fell Off it.

Abby, what the hell
did you do to Joey's hair?

They are reading our mail.

- What?
-All the children have head lice,

and they are reading our mail.

He's three years old.
He can barely read his name.

I mailed this yesterday. A private letter

from me to my father
and they made notes in the margin.

- Who did?
-I don't know who.

- Spies, the Army, I don't know.
- Abigail.

This place, these people, they are all crazy.

- We cannot... I will not stay.
-You're hysterical.

I can't even tell him where we live.

I can't even tell him
that our house is painted green.

It'll take some adjustment, that's all.

No, we are going back to Brookline
and we can stay with my parents.

No, we are not going anywhere!

Listen to me. This is our home.

I made a commitment. It is done.

We're here till the end of the war.

Shit.

It's the altitude.

Charlie, please, why in God's name
would we stay here?

Okay.

What I'm about to tell you
is highly classified.

Hey, how are we doing?
Nice to see you. Coming through.

Sorry.

I knew you wouldn't let
a little wind spoil your party.

We'll make a housewife out
of you yet, Liza Winter.

I look forward to that, Rose.

Where's your husband?

I'm afraid that's above
my security clearance.

Excuse me.

Take it through there.

I finally get used to the desert air,
then they send me off to Site W

to study the effects of alpha particles
on salmon reproduction.

Fish sex.

Well, it beats
the Chickasaw Ordnance Works.

They're shipping my ass off to Tennessee.

I told my mother I got a promotion.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Pace yourself there, Seabiscuit.

Jesus, it's a 15-year-old scotch.

The man of the hour.

Hello, ladies. How are you?

Where have you been?

I have half the PhDs in America
eating canapés in our front room.

Get rid of them.

What?

Cancel the party.

Did something happen at work?

Work is fine.

We made a deal when we came here.

I would never ask you questions
unless I absolutely needed answers

and you would never lie to me.

And I haven't.

Frank.

Do you remember when I presented
that paper on the purple orchid?

Orchis mascula.

It lives on three continents.

Sun or shade, from Spain to Siberia,
it can survive almost anywhere.

But it can't survive alone.

It's got a partner.

It attaches itself to the roots of the orchid.

It's called a mycorrhiza.

And they make up
their own little ecosystem.

If you cut off that communication,

the orchid just shuts down.

We had our own ecosystem.

The two of us.

You're not a flower.

We're not talking about me, Frank.

I'm protecting our family.

From what?

I hear you all had fun last night.

Your husband must be important
to rate a place on Snob Hollow.

I'd live in a Wigwam
if it would help them build it any faster.

Build what?

Your husband told you something.

Well, don't hold out.

They call it the Gadget.

It's a very complicated radar system

that can spot one of Hitler's warplanes
from the other side of the world.

There's no telling how many lives
they're going to save.

Conclusive proof,
Orientals cannot hold their drink.

All right, why don't you
sit this one out, buddy?

You people, you got your heads in the sand.

You send your kids
to school right next to it.

- Lie to your wives about it.

You don't like fireworks?

Bombs bursting in air? No, not much.

You read a paper of mine.

"New Approach to Nuclear Cosmology."

- Right.
-Your approach wasn't...

New.

The judges of the Forbes prize
didn't see a problem.

They wouldn't.

You know, um...
After you rejected my paper,

I read everything you ever published.

You'll do fine.

You're Akley's new toy, right?

Can I ask you something?

What about the next war?

What happens when Stalin's got one?

China?

The Shah of Iran.

You know the story of the golem?

A rabbi wanted to protect
the Jews of Prague,

so he built an automaton out of mud,

brought it to life.

First the golem
kills the enemies of the Jews.

Then it turns on Jews the themselves.

See, he couldn't control it.

He'd built Frankenstein's monster.

You been to Prague lately?

There aren't any Jews left.

There's something
I need to tell you.

We're building a weapon.

It's not like any weapon
the world's ever seen.

It draws its energy
from a fast-neutron chain reaction.

It releases the power of an ancient star.

If it works,

and it's going to work,

it'll be more destructive than all the bombs

dropped in all the wars
in history put together.

It'll bring armies to their knees.

Cities will disappear in the blink of an eye.

The world will be united in peace

by the most just and noble country
in the history of mankind.

Or it will burn to the ground.

Whoever builds it first,

that's the endgame.

So it has to be us.

Whatever it costs.

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