Manhattan (2014–2015): Season 2, Episode 3 - Episode #2.3 - full transcript
Previously on "Manhattan"...
When the time comes,
someone will contact you.
He'll have the other half
of this.
- Crosley.
- Hi.
This is really
not a good time.
Are you...
We'll be forming
a new test group.
There will be
an announcement soon.
How did you know that
Mrs. Winter was the girl for you?
Was it like Einstein discovering
spatial relativity?
That took Albert
a couple years.
- I'm Abby.
- Elodie.
Enchanté.
- Callie!
- Sorry, ma'am.
If you took her away,
I'd never see her again.
There was an
incident in Ithaca.
I made a mistake.
You're all right now,
aren't you?
Jesus, Glen, I can't
do this without you.
You're gonna have to.
They want me off the Hill.
- Where is he?
- Your husband is at another site
proving his loyalty
to his country.
_
Brought you a newspaper.
Sunday "Times."
They took it from me
at the door.
They're afraid the news
will upset us.
I trust you'll tell me
if Hitler invades Nantucket,
starts a world war.
Speaking of Fascists,
I thought I'd bring
your sister next week.
I'd rather nobody
know I was here.
Where's your wedding ring?
We're not allowed
to wear them.
Why? So you'll forget
you've got a husband?
So we don't swallow them
and choke ourselves.
You lost count.
You took too many pills.
It does not
make you suicidal.
Let's look at
the silver lining.
I finally took up a hobby.
- Nurse.
- Yes.
Someone must have
shown her the newspaper.
Come with me.
I'm sorry.
Visiting hours are over.
Thank you.
I am going to bring you home.
Callie's going to
hate this scarf.
Come here.
Yeah.
I'll see you next week.
What was
science fiction yesterday
is a reality today.
Hahn and Strassmann work
at the Kaiser Wilhelm Insti--
- No, no.
Turn that back, please.
...blocks of all matter.
German scientists have
managed to split the atom,
releasing 200 million volts.
A major discovery in physics,
atomic energy could become
a promising source of fuel
in the decades to come.
It's called a neutron.
It's a particle inside
the nucleus of an atom.
When you bombard
uranium with neutrons,
you can split it apart,
releasing all
of that, uh--
that energy, that power
that's locked inside.
Imagine the sun
rising in the west.
And you know how
to build this contraption?
I know it can be built.
Hitler is already
stockpiling uranium.
I have been to Germany.
I know their starting lineup.
They will succeed at this.
So you're telling me I need
a bomb that doesn't exist
to win a war that we won't be
involved in when it starts?
- We'll--
- If it starts.
We'll get in.
You know we will.
- We'll take it under consideration.
- Thank you.
Saw Elaine last week at the
university club with her new beau.
Someday you got to tell me
how to unload a wife
so smoothly.
It's all in the wrist.
Gentlemen.
All right, so who's next
in your little black book?
Maybe it's time
to close the book.
Some genies belong
in their lamps.
So are we going to
talk about it, kiddo?
What do you think
we're doing right now?
I mean whatever
is really going on
inside that egg head
of yours.
Obsessing over hypothetical
chain reactions
so you can ignore what?
The perils
of the tenure committee?
Cornell's fine.
And Liza? What does she
have to say about all this?
Liza's got enough
on her mind right now.
She still on
her research sabbatical?
We need to think bigger.
You must know someone
with a line to the president.
We can still drive back
to the city.
Leave the cap on this bottle.
Open a beer instead.
Without getting
my autograph book signed?
I don't want to be the guy
who lives to regret it.
Do you?
_
Right there. Thanks.
Editor said the writer's on
assignment and unreachable.
I informed him that wartime secrecy
guidelines prohibit them--
Census record.
Get me this reporter's
individual census record,
his last income tax return,
and his current home address.
Yes, sir.
Colonel.
_
I trust you informed them
of their mistake.
I have.
Why not bring Frank back
and we can clear up
this confusion?
There's some confusion I'd
like to clear up right here
concerning the source
of this story.
I'm not permitted
to leave the Hill.
And all my correspondence
is monitored by you, yes?
You know, if Dr. Winter were in less
than comfortable circumstances--
Which he isn't.
I would worry they may not
improve after today's events.
Perhaps you'd like to
repeat that, Colonel,
to my colleagues here
on the town council.
May I have everyone's
attention, please?
Due to the new J-1
secrecy restrictions,
as of today, the town
council is disbanded.
What? What did he say?
Where's the rest?
That's it for today.
Bad behavior.
What did I do?
Not your bad behavior.
Right away,
Dr. Oppenheimer.
There must be another
secret city in California.
He calls over there
three times a week.
Do you ever, um--
Listen to
Oppenheimer's calls?
Pretty sure
that's a war crime.
Hmm.
But I think I heard
Roosevelt's voice once.
Get my care package?
I thought gift-giving
was a bourgeois convention.
Although I don't have
any neckties
with Arabian slaves on them.
I had a dream.
You were a greyhound
and we were
climbing a mountain.
And when
we reached the summit,
you jumped up and licked
my thighs until I came.
I strangled you
with your leash.
The destruction of the one
is the production of another.
Isn't that what Jung says?
Bring the necktie
to San Francisco.
I'm going to make you
beg for air.
Okay, well, let's just say
we had invented space travel
and you had the chance
to go to--
to Jupiter, for instance.
- Evening, Dr. Isaacs.
- Have a good night.
Oh, my God.
Suck-ups.
Anyway, Jupiter,
the most majestic
and mysterious of all the
planets in the solar system--
but there's a catch.
It's a one-way ticket.
You will never see
your friends or family again.
Are there girls
on this spaceship?
It's a journey
of 365 million miles.
You'll get to see the Galilean
moons, the Great Red Spot,
but you have to
give up everything.
You're standing on the
threshold of the capsule
and you have to decide
do you go?
- Shit, no. Do you?
- Ah!
I don't know.
I mean, on the one hand,
you're the first
interplanetary tourist,
like Vasco da Gama,
but then on the other hand,
you start thinking
about your family and--
Oh, shit.
What's the matter?
Jesus Christ.
Hi. Excuse me.
Hi. Just looking
for someone, sir.
Excuse me, sir.
Excuse me.
- I need to talk to you.
- Fritz?
In the lab, we were running
the plasma generator,
and he was splicing a cable.
- Who was?
- Thatcher.
- Okay.
- And just--
after Sid,
and then after Akley,
and this whole stupid war--
Fritz, slow down.
Calm down.
It could have been me
hooking up that wire.
We couldn't wake him up.
We couldn't wake him up.
He was choking on his tongue.
- Is he all right?
- I don't know.
I don't know. It's just
everything is so fragile.
Just life, I mean. I--
I can't go to Jupiter!
Who am I kidding?
I can't even--
What are you saying, Fritz?
What I'm saying is just--
Is that a decoder ring?
I know that I'm no war hero
or even brave,
and I have
sciatica, and--
I do!
- I mean--
- What do you mean?
I mean, um--
- I will.
- You will?
Yeah.
Robert Oppenheimer's
having an affair.
What?
Three days a week he calls
a woman in San Francisco.
A doctor. He's going to
visit her this weekend.
He's going to
Washington, D.C.
- Jesus, Abby.
- What?
You told me no one's supposed
to listen to his calls.
Imagine you're me, sitting at
a switchboard day after day
knowing what none
of the other girls know.
Abby, remember
what killed the cat?
Stay out of other
people's marriages.
Do you remember the first
thing you ever said to me
at the registrar's office
in Chicago?
I remember you had
food in your teeth.
- And you told me.
- Yeah.
All my life, I felt like
I was walking around
with food in my teeth, and
no one would ever tell me.
But you have been
my majordomo ever since.
- A majordomo is a butler.
- I--
Are you getting all
misty-eyed on me?
Is this about
Thatcher's accident?
It's about me and Jeannie.
Holy shit.
You did it!
What did she say?
You want to be the best man?
Ah!
Guys. Guys!
They just posted
the roster for G group.
None of us made the list
except for you, Fritz.
Wait, wait. Me?
- Yeah.
- Ah, so what?
You want to answer directly
to Charlie Isaacs?
I'd rather report to a guy
who reports to a guy
who only has to see his
pretty-boy face once a month.
I mean, we practically
invented implosion.
G group's going to test it.
The culmination
of 300 years of physics
and we're going to
be sitting here
polishing our slide rules.
I'm not joining any group
without you guys.
There's more to life.
Like what?
Go tell her.
- Oh, you're right.
- Just go.
Helen! Wait up!
Wait up! Wait up!
Sir?
I'm sorry to interrupt.
What is that on your face?
I know it's against protocol,
but I have a rash.
I will shave right away, sir.
You look like Paul
on the road to Damascus.
Keep it.
Yes, sir.
But, sir, um,
we found the reporter.
Or he found us.
Ah, W.D. Lorentzen.
I see my reputation
precedes me.
Listen, I don't suppose
you could spare
a soft drink
from one of those tents?
I had to walk the last mile.
The taxi driver wouldn't
bring me any closer.
I was under the impression
you preferred hard drinks.
That you preferred them
to employment
at your last three
newspapers.
I see my reputation
does precede me.
Okay, then.
No refreshments.
Shall we talk Frank Winter?
Whoever referred you
here was misinformed.
Aw, shucks. This was the
last stop on the caboose.
It's the oddest thing.
It seems that half of America's
physicists have just disappeared.
Poof. Like the Rapture.
I imagine you've read the code of wartime
practices for the American press.
I'm really more
of a First Amendment guy.
See, my theory, American's
missing geniuses
are camped right on the
other side of that fence.
And whatever they're up to,
you don't want the Krauts or my
readership knowing about it.
So before you call in
the cavalry,
you should know
that if my editor
doesn't hear from me
by press time,
there will be a special
feature in tomorrow's paper.
A treasure map leading
right to your doorstep.
So tell me,
does the name Frank Winter
ring a bell after all?
Why don't we go get you
that soft drink?
Yeah.
Attention, please.
All vehicles entering
the motor pool
must show updated vehicle
passes before security parking.
Liza.
Did they tell you
anything about Frank?
I was just about
to come find you.
Are they bringing him back?
You see the irony
here, right?
I mean, you're asking
me to risk my hide
so that you can be reunited
with your husband?
Look, I don't think he's going to be
coming around the mountain any time soon.
I tried.
They bought you off.
Let's say you're testing
a theory about hydrangeas
and the theory
doesn't pan out.
But in the course
of experimenting
you find, I don't know,
that plants are sentient
and crave human blood.
Now, are you going to go back
and start over
with the hydrangeas or--
They sold you the scoop
on the gadget.
Is that what
Frank's life is worth?
I've been hired to write
the official chronicle
of the Manhattan
Engineering District.
Unfettered access.
Did you tell him who gave you
the tip-off about Frank?
I would never
reveal a source,
even under penalty
of torture,
which, by the way,
I don't put past
that sadist
of a colonel out there.
They don't give out
Pulitzers for propaganda.
I didn't know
the Allmans had moved.
And in their place you found
a long-lost college chum.
Imagine my surprise.
Yet it wasn't just a campus
you shared with
Mr. Lorentzen was it?
I wonder how
your husband would feel
about your recent visit
with an old flame.
Let's call him and ask.
Then again,
I'm old-fashioned
when it comes to
the sanctity of marriage.
Your husband,
on the other hand,
holds a more
progressive view.
Where's Frank?
He lied to you,
medicated you
with barbiturates
after philandering
with a woman half his age
and half your intelligence,
and yet you persist
in agitating for his return.
You have a wife,
don't you, Colonel?
She didn't choose
to join you on the Hill?
My wife is not well, but
thank you for your concern.
And if you should vanish
into the desert,
I imagine she would do everything
in her power to find you,
despite your imperfections.
But you didn't do everything
in your power, Dr. Winter.
Your daughter did.
Mr. Lorentzen declined
to name his source,
but the telephone company was
glad to do its patriotic duty
in a time of war.
She's only a child.
The operator is holding
an open line
to your sister's apartment.
Your daughter
is on the other end.
If you want to help
your family,
you're going to tell her
to be a good girl.
The wedding china?
We never get
to use it anymore.
What do I call him?
Dr. Oppenheimer
or Robert?
I told you to stay out of it.
It didn't mean
invite him over.
Careers aren't made
between 9:00 and 5:00,
they're made between
soup and dessert.
- Honey.
- Mm?
This has nothing to do
with my career...
...and you know it.
Meeks had one task-- to find a
projector for the stag film.
I found "War Times Tiddlers,"
designed to stiffen the resolve
of our service members.
Well, I found
something way better.
Wollensak Fastax
eight millimeter.
Why just watch a film when
you can shoot your own?
- Right?
- Your own stag film?
No. We were adapting
"Auro, Lord of Jupiter"
from Planet Comics.
It was--
it was gonna be legendary.
And Meeks very graciously
let me play Auro.
And I was Tara, Auro's trusty
saber-toothed tiger friend.
Okay.
Great character.
But alas, Jupiter fell
to the Brits.
This is Fritz's swan song
as a bachelor.
You wanted to spend it
in a burlap diaper.
- Whereas I felt it might be more appropriate--
- Oh!
- Here comes the bride.
- What?
Whoa, no, no, we're not supposed to
see each other before the wedding!
Help! Ah!
I heard it was you that
set up Jeannie and Fritz.
You got any more eligible
bachelors up your sleeve?
Oh, it's not your sleeve
they wanna get up, believe me.
I thought scientists
might be different.
You must be new around here.
Paul Crosley. I don't believe
we've had the pleasure.
What pleasure is that?
Well, why don't you name
a few of your favorites
and we could try them all?
Cheers.
So you're, uh--
you're new around here?
Did you kill that bed
sheet yourself or what?
It's all I ever want.
Meat, meat, meat.
Robert says it's the iron.
- Mm.
- What about you, Abby? Any cravings?
Oh, it's usually just whatever
they're out of at the commissary.
Oh, the commissary's
a disaster.
You should see the shopping list I
foist on Robert when he's traveling.
You do a lot of traveling,
don't you, Dr. Oppenheimer?
If I spent any more time
riding the rails,
they'd make me
a Pullman porter.
I suppose it's just
Washington mostly
- when the president says jump.
- Abby.
National security.
He's heading there first
thing in the morning again.
I haven't been off the Hill
in almost a year.
I suppose I'm just trying to live vicariously
through someone else's adventures.
If Washington is your idea
of an adventure,
I'm afraid cabin fever is
the least of your problems.
Ah.
How did the two of you meet?
You're so perfectly matched.
Well, I had just married
my third husband.
Of course, Robert isn't the
type to steal a man's wife,
so I reeled him in
the old-fashioned way--
I got pregnant.
This one is just
for good measure.
What a fascinating necktie.
Is that Aladdin?
My uncle saw his first wife
right before the wedding
and then she fell off
a lake steamer
on their way to Niagara Falls
for their honeymoon,
so I'm just saying
I don't wanna risk it.
Cros?
Hello?
Cros?
Crosley, are you there?
- Anyone? Hello?
- Hey, forget about me, Fritzy.
This is... Gloria.
I hear you're from Jupiter.
She's all paid up. And let's consider
this an early wedding present.
One more proper goring before the
old bull head's out to pasture.
Huh?
- Why don't you take the night off?
- Hey, wait.
- Thanks, Gloria.
- Prins. Hey. Hey!
Well, now you owe me
$2 and a half.
What is wrong with you?
Why won't you be happy
till everybody else is as depraved
and miserable as you are?
Says the girl who's been
crying into her cups
because Isaacs left her
off his precious list.
Suddenly you're the
protectoress of marriage?
You think I would've made
a good wife, Paul?
Huh?
I didn't love you.
- I'm sorry.
- Let's not delude ourselves, tulip.
Love didn't enter
the equation.
You traded up for the prince
of the project.
And look where it got you.
I mean, I've heard of birds
sleeping their way to the top,
but you're the first I know who
slept their way to the bottom.
There's a tract in the Mojave
Desert that meets all the criteria--
flat as a pancake,
remote enough
that no one's gonna wander
in with a picnic blanket.
No Indians.
Or if you don't like
California,
there's the Gulf Coast,
Padre Island.
We're testing a weapon of war,
not building a summer house.
We identified
a site in Colorado.
Two in New Mexico.
The Jornada
del Muerto Desert.
- It means--
- "Route of the dead man."
Pick one.
You're the director
of G group. Direct.
I spent all day licking my wounds
wondering what was wrong with me,
- why I didn't make your idiotic group.
- Helen, calm down.
And then I realized
it's not me, it's you.
It is chilly in here,
isn't it?
And you left me on the bench because
you can't control your hard-on?
Go home, you're drunk.
- Thank your wife for dinner.
- And you!
Everybody knows you were the third
choice to run this project.
None of us would
even be here if Frank
hadn't convinced Albert Einstein
we needed a bomb.
- This entire project exists because of Frank.
- Helen. Hey.
- What are you doing?
- Where is he now?
I had to work 10 times harder
than any man to get here.
It was just sex, Charlie.
Get over it.
Hey, I picked the best
team for the job.
Remind me of her name.
She's just a colleague
from the tech area.
- They never stop working, do they?
- Mm.
Honestly, Charlie and I are
happier than we've ever been.
You know, with the baby
and everything.
Men always think they want a woman
who really understands them,
but when they get one,
they learn
what a terrible burden
it is to be known.
Your husband's not going
to Washington tomorrow.
Oh, the Army is always changing
Robert's schedule at the last minute.
He's going to San Francisco.
You work the switchboard,
don't you?
Well, I bet you overhear
all kinds of secrets.
I hear things, too.
I hear you like
the taste of girls.
I do not need marital advice
from a deviant.
Oh, wow.
Wow. Oh.
Oh, God, uh, was I
not supposed to...?
- Um, sorry.
- You did great.
You did great. Wow.
You're a pro.
Well, I mean--
I'm not saying
that, uh--
I mean, you're not
obviously, uh--
you're not a pro
in that sense.
But wait, you're-- you're
not a pro, are you?
I've, uh-- I've never been asked if I
was a hooker on a first date before.
Oh, God, no, well,
I'm sorry, I--
I didn't mean--
it's just--
it's just, uh,
a lot of the nice girls here,
like Jeannie,
they sometimes--
um-- wait,
are we on a date?
Yeah, sort of.
'Cause we could go on one.
I mean, like a--
a regular one,
like to the theater.
Do you like the theater?
"Young Cassius has a lean
and hungry look.
He thinks too much.
Such men are dangerous."
Wow, you can recite
Shakespeare?
Next you're gonna tell me
you have a copy of Planet Comics
number one in your purse.
Jim.
Jim.
Just a-- I'll be out
in a second.
You gonna ask a girl in?
You should take up smoking.
Covers the smell
of burnt papers.
Did they teach you
that in spy school
along with the use of fellatio
as a tool of persuasion?
No. That I learned
in high school.
Did you want me to apologize
for the blowjob?
I want you to go back
to wherever they found you.
I found them, same as you.
Oh, no.
We are not the same.
The class struggle uses whatever
human material is available
- to fulfill its objectives.
- I'm not a Communist.
I only reached out
to your associates
because the Army
shot my friend.
The Oriental.
- I read your file.
- His name was Sid.
Do you think that they
would have killed Sid
if he'd looked like you?
If you're not a Communist,
why are you risking your own
neck to give them a bomb?
Not a bomb, the bomb.
It's-- it's the queen.
Do you--
do you ever play chess?
The queen is the most powerful
piece on the chessboard.
That's what we're
building here
for an army that shoots its own citizens.
If we are the only ones
who have it,
we'll probably blow up
the world.
But if--
if Stalin has a bomb
in his pocket, too,
the game ends in a draw.
It's a stalemate.
Nobody dies.
I was trying to do
the right thing.
No, you were.
- You still are.
- Really?
Didn't feel that way when I was shoving
a body in the trunk of a Buick.
What?
Did they leave that detail
out of my file?
Hmm? Your comrade
killed a guy
two feet away from me.
Now I can't sleep at night.
- Who was it?
- I don't know.
It was military intelligence.
It doesn't matter.
I'm all through with
the class struggle.
They're expecting
weekly reports
and I'm supposed
to deliver them.
Yeah, well, I hope they
don't shoot the messenger.
You don't get it.
They killed
a government agent.
What do you think they're gonna
do to a dropout from Pittsburgh
or to a scientist
who's got cold feet?
Even if--
even if I wanted to help,
the project's been
reorganized,
I'm on the C team.
I don't have access anymore.
Not to the kind of
information they want.
Well, you're the genius.
Right?
What are we gonna do?
Hey.
You know, uh,
when Helen Prins showed
up here, that was, uh--
that was about
the test we're planning.
- I promise you have nothing to worry about.
- I know.
Aside from that,
"Mrs. Lincoln,"
it was a lovely evening.
You should have
Robert Oppenheimer's job.
Spy killer on guard duty.
The colonel must be
scared of this broad.
Have fun with
Mrs. Winter.
_
- You sure about this?
- Yeah, trust me.
I got 'em from one
of the Indian maids.
She makes them herself.
This is real silver.
Yeah.
That'll work.
You got any last advice
before I walk the plank?
Uh, well, um,
yes, as a matter of fact.
Um...
You should take the
assignment with G group.
It doesn't matter what you
think of Charlie Isaacs.
This test--
this test is the start
of a whole new era.
This is like Auro's
interplanetary cruise ship
crash-landing
on Jupiter.
I don't know, I--
I just-- I don't need
the prestige.
- Maybe most guys do, but--
- You have food in your teeth.
I am telling you
the truth, buddy.
No one else is gonna.
You cannot let an opportunity
like this pass you up.
I ju-- it's just--
I like working with you.
I wouldn't know
what to do without you.
That's, um--
that's why you're gonna convince
Isaacs to put me on the team, too.
You know my work.
He'll listen to you.
Let's go to Jupiter together.
Bombs away.
Bombs away.
Well, here we go.
Crosley, wait up.
Whoo!
Whoo!
Do you have any idea what kind
of a man you're working for?
You say you love Callie?
This is quite a way
of showing it.
Callie drove to Canada
this morning with her aunt.
She's safe.
You spoke to her?
Colonel lets me use his
phone to talk to my folks
when he's out and no one
monitors the line.
What other perks do you
get for turning me in?
- Crystal City, Texas.
- What's that?
Your next plum assignment?
It's where they're keeping
your husband.
And why should I take
your word for that?
You don't have to.
I can get you as far
as the Lamy train depot.
All right.
You're good to go.
- Have a good evening.
- You have a good night.
_
It's called dance therapy.
When we're focused
on our feet,
we're distracted
from our brains.
The body is spinning,
the mind is still.
My wife doesn't need
waltzing lessons.
It's been three months.
I've yet to hear a diagnosis,
much less a prognosis.
It's fascinating, really.
- The science is so new.
- Psychiatry, is it a science?
Dr. Winter, would you like
to discuss this privately?
- No, I wouldn't.
- The treatment takes time, Frank.
Yes, but do you feel better?
Every week
you're less yourself.
Self is a fluid concept.
- Often in the first year of treatment--
- The first year?
I can understand
why certainties would be appealing
to a man in your field.
Isn't there a superego somewhere that
requires your attention, Doctor?
Would you come with me
right now?
We've barely begun
the psychoanalysis.
- We have a lot of work to do.
- Your work is out there.
- Dr. Winter, perhaps we might look at a--
- We can leave Ithaca.
- We can make a fresh start.
- Have you been fired again?
Any sudden change at this
stage of her treatment--
In the last month, I have
fielded recruiting calls
from three universities.
My vote is Princeton,
but it's your decision.
It's your career.
Liza, they're recruiting you.
- Liza.
- Princeton will give you a dedicated lab.
Dr. Winter, let's continue
this discussion in my office.
It's not you that's sick.
It's this place.
And don't forget we
have the Friedmans at 6:00.
I know it's downtown,
but I don't wanna hear it.
Not after you dragged me to Bensonhurst
for that supper last week.
You with a beard.
Now that's something
I'll never cotton to.
Office hours are
Mondays at 4:00.
I'm afraid it can't wait.
Oh!
Good to see you, Glen.
I'd ask how on earth,
but I don't want to know.
Miriam, this is
Dr. Liza Winter.
We were on the same
scientific retreat last year.
In Quebec.
I hope you fared better
than Glen in all that snow.
Worse, actually.
Miriam, would you
give us a minute?
It was nice to meet you.
That's my companion.
- The provost's sister.
- Oh.
Seems as though you
landed on your feet.
Don't be fooled.
The pyramids look grand, too,
but they're still tombs.
Every physicist worth a title is
back where we both came from.
Glen...
Frank's in trouble.
Heavy is the head, eh?
What, he send you here
to crib my calculus notes?
Frank never took that job.
He disappeared
same time you did.
I think he's in Texas.
What the hell's in Texas?
A Department of Justice
internment camp.
Look, one thing
I know about Frank,
he always manages to find a
chair when the music stops.
This one might be
electrified.
Helping your husband is what
landed me back here in purgatory.
There are things that
you don't know, Liza.
I know that Frank dragged
me across that desert
so that you two could
build an atomic bomb.
Is there anything else?
I'm sorry.
A long time ago,
I was stuck in a place
that I didn't belong.
I almost forgot who I was
and then Frank remembered.
Whatever happened between
you two, whatever he did,
that is not him.
That place, that bomb turned
him into someone else.
I don't have any
strings left to pull.
What would Frank do?
He's expecting you.
Dr. Einstein.
I believe you know
my husband.
When the time comes,
someone will contact you.
He'll have the other half
of this.
- Crosley.
- Hi.
This is really
not a good time.
Are you...
We'll be forming
a new test group.
There will be
an announcement soon.
How did you know that
Mrs. Winter was the girl for you?
Was it like Einstein discovering
spatial relativity?
That took Albert
a couple years.
- I'm Abby.
- Elodie.
Enchanté.
- Callie!
- Sorry, ma'am.
If you took her away,
I'd never see her again.
There was an
incident in Ithaca.
I made a mistake.
You're all right now,
aren't you?
Jesus, Glen, I can't
do this without you.
You're gonna have to.
They want me off the Hill.
- Where is he?
- Your husband is at another site
proving his loyalty
to his country.
_
Brought you a newspaper.
Sunday "Times."
They took it from me
at the door.
They're afraid the news
will upset us.
I trust you'll tell me
if Hitler invades Nantucket,
starts a world war.
Speaking of Fascists,
I thought I'd bring
your sister next week.
I'd rather nobody
know I was here.
Where's your wedding ring?
We're not allowed
to wear them.
Why? So you'll forget
you've got a husband?
So we don't swallow them
and choke ourselves.
You lost count.
You took too many pills.
It does not
make you suicidal.
Let's look at
the silver lining.
I finally took up a hobby.
- Nurse.
- Yes.
Someone must have
shown her the newspaper.
Come with me.
I'm sorry.
Visiting hours are over.
Thank you.
I am going to bring you home.
Callie's going to
hate this scarf.
Come here.
Yeah.
I'll see you next week.
What was
science fiction yesterday
is a reality today.
Hahn and Strassmann work
at the Kaiser Wilhelm Insti--
- No, no.
Turn that back, please.
...blocks of all matter.
German scientists have
managed to split the atom,
releasing 200 million volts.
A major discovery in physics,
atomic energy could become
a promising source of fuel
in the decades to come.
It's called a neutron.
It's a particle inside
the nucleus of an atom.
When you bombard
uranium with neutrons,
you can split it apart,
releasing all
of that, uh--
that energy, that power
that's locked inside.
Imagine the sun
rising in the west.
And you know how
to build this contraption?
I know it can be built.
Hitler is already
stockpiling uranium.
I have been to Germany.
I know their starting lineup.
They will succeed at this.
So you're telling me I need
a bomb that doesn't exist
to win a war that we won't be
involved in when it starts?
- We'll--
- If it starts.
We'll get in.
You know we will.
- We'll take it under consideration.
- Thank you.
Saw Elaine last week at the
university club with her new beau.
Someday you got to tell me
how to unload a wife
so smoothly.
It's all in the wrist.
Gentlemen.
All right, so who's next
in your little black book?
Maybe it's time
to close the book.
Some genies belong
in their lamps.
So are we going to
talk about it, kiddo?
What do you think
we're doing right now?
I mean whatever
is really going on
inside that egg head
of yours.
Obsessing over hypothetical
chain reactions
so you can ignore what?
The perils
of the tenure committee?
Cornell's fine.
And Liza? What does she
have to say about all this?
Liza's got enough
on her mind right now.
She still on
her research sabbatical?
We need to think bigger.
You must know someone
with a line to the president.
We can still drive back
to the city.
Leave the cap on this bottle.
Open a beer instead.
Without getting
my autograph book signed?
I don't want to be the guy
who lives to regret it.
Do you?
_
Right there. Thanks.
Editor said the writer's on
assignment and unreachable.
I informed him that wartime secrecy
guidelines prohibit them--
Census record.
Get me this reporter's
individual census record,
his last income tax return,
and his current home address.
Yes, sir.
Colonel.
_
I trust you informed them
of their mistake.
I have.
Why not bring Frank back
and we can clear up
this confusion?
There's some confusion I'd
like to clear up right here
concerning the source
of this story.
I'm not permitted
to leave the Hill.
And all my correspondence
is monitored by you, yes?
You know, if Dr. Winter were in less
than comfortable circumstances--
Which he isn't.
I would worry they may not
improve after today's events.
Perhaps you'd like to
repeat that, Colonel,
to my colleagues here
on the town council.
May I have everyone's
attention, please?
Due to the new J-1
secrecy restrictions,
as of today, the town
council is disbanded.
What? What did he say?
Where's the rest?
That's it for today.
Bad behavior.
What did I do?
Not your bad behavior.
Right away,
Dr. Oppenheimer.
There must be another
secret city in California.
He calls over there
three times a week.
Do you ever, um--
Listen to
Oppenheimer's calls?
Pretty sure
that's a war crime.
Hmm.
But I think I heard
Roosevelt's voice once.
Get my care package?
I thought gift-giving
was a bourgeois convention.
Although I don't have
any neckties
with Arabian slaves on them.
I had a dream.
You were a greyhound
and we were
climbing a mountain.
And when
we reached the summit,
you jumped up and licked
my thighs until I came.
I strangled you
with your leash.
The destruction of the one
is the production of another.
Isn't that what Jung says?
Bring the necktie
to San Francisco.
I'm going to make you
beg for air.
Okay, well, let's just say
we had invented space travel
and you had the chance
to go to--
to Jupiter, for instance.
- Evening, Dr. Isaacs.
- Have a good night.
Oh, my God.
Suck-ups.
Anyway, Jupiter,
the most majestic
and mysterious of all the
planets in the solar system--
but there's a catch.
It's a one-way ticket.
You will never see
your friends or family again.
Are there girls
on this spaceship?
It's a journey
of 365 million miles.
You'll get to see the Galilean
moons, the Great Red Spot,
but you have to
give up everything.
You're standing on the
threshold of the capsule
and you have to decide
do you go?
- Shit, no. Do you?
- Ah!
I don't know.
I mean, on the one hand,
you're the first
interplanetary tourist,
like Vasco da Gama,
but then on the other hand,
you start thinking
about your family and--
Oh, shit.
What's the matter?
Jesus Christ.
Hi. Excuse me.
Hi. Just looking
for someone, sir.
Excuse me, sir.
Excuse me.
- I need to talk to you.
- Fritz?
In the lab, we were running
the plasma generator,
and he was splicing a cable.
- Who was?
- Thatcher.
- Okay.
- And just--
after Sid,
and then after Akley,
and this whole stupid war--
Fritz, slow down.
Calm down.
It could have been me
hooking up that wire.
We couldn't wake him up.
We couldn't wake him up.
He was choking on his tongue.
- Is he all right?
- I don't know.
I don't know. It's just
everything is so fragile.
Just life, I mean. I--
I can't go to Jupiter!
Who am I kidding?
I can't even--
What are you saying, Fritz?
What I'm saying is just--
Is that a decoder ring?
I know that I'm no war hero
or even brave,
and I have
sciatica, and--
I do!
- I mean--
- What do you mean?
I mean, um--
- I will.
- You will?
Yeah.
Robert Oppenheimer's
having an affair.
What?
Three days a week he calls
a woman in San Francisco.
A doctor. He's going to
visit her this weekend.
He's going to
Washington, D.C.
- Jesus, Abby.
- What?
You told me no one's supposed
to listen to his calls.
Imagine you're me, sitting at
a switchboard day after day
knowing what none
of the other girls know.
Abby, remember
what killed the cat?
Stay out of other
people's marriages.
Do you remember the first
thing you ever said to me
at the registrar's office
in Chicago?
I remember you had
food in your teeth.
- And you told me.
- Yeah.
All my life, I felt like
I was walking around
with food in my teeth, and
no one would ever tell me.
But you have been
my majordomo ever since.
- A majordomo is a butler.
- I--
Are you getting all
misty-eyed on me?
Is this about
Thatcher's accident?
It's about me and Jeannie.
Holy shit.
You did it!
What did she say?
You want to be the best man?
Ah!
Guys. Guys!
They just posted
the roster for G group.
None of us made the list
except for you, Fritz.
Wait, wait. Me?
- Yeah.
- Ah, so what?
You want to answer directly
to Charlie Isaacs?
I'd rather report to a guy
who reports to a guy
who only has to see his
pretty-boy face once a month.
I mean, we practically
invented implosion.
G group's going to test it.
The culmination
of 300 years of physics
and we're going to
be sitting here
polishing our slide rules.
I'm not joining any group
without you guys.
There's more to life.
Like what?
Go tell her.
- Oh, you're right.
- Just go.
Helen! Wait up!
Wait up! Wait up!
Sir?
I'm sorry to interrupt.
What is that on your face?
I know it's against protocol,
but I have a rash.
I will shave right away, sir.
You look like Paul
on the road to Damascus.
Keep it.
Yes, sir.
But, sir, um,
we found the reporter.
Or he found us.
Ah, W.D. Lorentzen.
I see my reputation
precedes me.
Listen, I don't suppose
you could spare
a soft drink
from one of those tents?
I had to walk the last mile.
The taxi driver wouldn't
bring me any closer.
I was under the impression
you preferred hard drinks.
That you preferred them
to employment
at your last three
newspapers.
I see my reputation
does precede me.
Okay, then.
No refreshments.
Shall we talk Frank Winter?
Whoever referred you
here was misinformed.
Aw, shucks. This was the
last stop on the caboose.
It's the oddest thing.
It seems that half of America's
physicists have just disappeared.
Poof. Like the Rapture.
I imagine you've read the code of wartime
practices for the American press.
I'm really more
of a First Amendment guy.
See, my theory, American's
missing geniuses
are camped right on the
other side of that fence.
And whatever they're up to,
you don't want the Krauts or my
readership knowing about it.
So before you call in
the cavalry,
you should know
that if my editor
doesn't hear from me
by press time,
there will be a special
feature in tomorrow's paper.
A treasure map leading
right to your doorstep.
So tell me,
does the name Frank Winter
ring a bell after all?
Why don't we go get you
that soft drink?
Yeah.
Attention, please.
All vehicles entering
the motor pool
must show updated vehicle
passes before security parking.
Liza.
Did they tell you
anything about Frank?
I was just about
to come find you.
Are they bringing him back?
You see the irony
here, right?
I mean, you're asking
me to risk my hide
so that you can be reunited
with your husband?
Look, I don't think he's going to be
coming around the mountain any time soon.
I tried.
They bought you off.
Let's say you're testing
a theory about hydrangeas
and the theory
doesn't pan out.
But in the course
of experimenting
you find, I don't know,
that plants are sentient
and crave human blood.
Now, are you going to go back
and start over
with the hydrangeas or--
They sold you the scoop
on the gadget.
Is that what
Frank's life is worth?
I've been hired to write
the official chronicle
of the Manhattan
Engineering District.
Unfettered access.
Did you tell him who gave you
the tip-off about Frank?
I would never
reveal a source,
even under penalty
of torture,
which, by the way,
I don't put past
that sadist
of a colonel out there.
They don't give out
Pulitzers for propaganda.
I didn't know
the Allmans had moved.
And in their place you found
a long-lost college chum.
Imagine my surprise.
Yet it wasn't just a campus
you shared with
Mr. Lorentzen was it?
I wonder how
your husband would feel
about your recent visit
with an old flame.
Let's call him and ask.
Then again,
I'm old-fashioned
when it comes to
the sanctity of marriage.
Your husband,
on the other hand,
holds a more
progressive view.
Where's Frank?
He lied to you,
medicated you
with barbiturates
after philandering
with a woman half his age
and half your intelligence,
and yet you persist
in agitating for his return.
You have a wife,
don't you, Colonel?
She didn't choose
to join you on the Hill?
My wife is not well, but
thank you for your concern.
And if you should vanish
into the desert,
I imagine she would do everything
in her power to find you,
despite your imperfections.
But you didn't do everything
in your power, Dr. Winter.
Your daughter did.
Mr. Lorentzen declined
to name his source,
but the telephone company was
glad to do its patriotic duty
in a time of war.
She's only a child.
The operator is holding
an open line
to your sister's apartment.
Your daughter
is on the other end.
If you want to help
your family,
you're going to tell her
to be a good girl.
The wedding china?
We never get
to use it anymore.
What do I call him?
Dr. Oppenheimer
or Robert?
I told you to stay out of it.
It didn't mean
invite him over.
Careers aren't made
between 9:00 and 5:00,
they're made between
soup and dessert.
- Honey.
- Mm?
This has nothing to do
with my career...
...and you know it.
Meeks had one task-- to find a
projector for the stag film.
I found "War Times Tiddlers,"
designed to stiffen the resolve
of our service members.
Well, I found
something way better.
Wollensak Fastax
eight millimeter.
Why just watch a film when
you can shoot your own?
- Right?
- Your own stag film?
No. We were adapting
"Auro, Lord of Jupiter"
from Planet Comics.
It was--
it was gonna be legendary.
And Meeks very graciously
let me play Auro.
And I was Tara, Auro's trusty
saber-toothed tiger friend.
Okay.
Great character.
But alas, Jupiter fell
to the Brits.
This is Fritz's swan song
as a bachelor.
You wanted to spend it
in a burlap diaper.
- Whereas I felt it might be more appropriate--
- Oh!
- Here comes the bride.
- What?
Whoa, no, no, we're not supposed to
see each other before the wedding!
Help! Ah!
I heard it was you that
set up Jeannie and Fritz.
You got any more eligible
bachelors up your sleeve?
Oh, it's not your sleeve
they wanna get up, believe me.
I thought scientists
might be different.
You must be new around here.
Paul Crosley. I don't believe
we've had the pleasure.
What pleasure is that?
Well, why don't you name
a few of your favorites
and we could try them all?
Cheers.
So you're, uh--
you're new around here?
Did you kill that bed
sheet yourself or what?
It's all I ever want.
Meat, meat, meat.
Robert says it's the iron.
- Mm.
- What about you, Abby? Any cravings?
Oh, it's usually just whatever
they're out of at the commissary.
Oh, the commissary's
a disaster.
You should see the shopping list I
foist on Robert when he's traveling.
You do a lot of traveling,
don't you, Dr. Oppenheimer?
If I spent any more time
riding the rails,
they'd make me
a Pullman porter.
I suppose it's just
Washington mostly
- when the president says jump.
- Abby.
National security.
He's heading there first
thing in the morning again.
I haven't been off the Hill
in almost a year.
I suppose I'm just trying to live vicariously
through someone else's adventures.
If Washington is your idea
of an adventure,
I'm afraid cabin fever is
the least of your problems.
Ah.
How did the two of you meet?
You're so perfectly matched.
Well, I had just married
my third husband.
Of course, Robert isn't the
type to steal a man's wife,
so I reeled him in
the old-fashioned way--
I got pregnant.
This one is just
for good measure.
What a fascinating necktie.
Is that Aladdin?
My uncle saw his first wife
right before the wedding
and then she fell off
a lake steamer
on their way to Niagara Falls
for their honeymoon,
so I'm just saying
I don't wanna risk it.
Cros?
Hello?
Cros?
Crosley, are you there?
- Anyone? Hello?
- Hey, forget about me, Fritzy.
This is... Gloria.
I hear you're from Jupiter.
She's all paid up. And let's consider
this an early wedding present.
One more proper goring before the
old bull head's out to pasture.
Huh?
- Why don't you take the night off?
- Hey, wait.
- Thanks, Gloria.
- Prins. Hey. Hey!
Well, now you owe me
$2 and a half.
What is wrong with you?
Why won't you be happy
till everybody else is as depraved
and miserable as you are?
Says the girl who's been
crying into her cups
because Isaacs left her
off his precious list.
Suddenly you're the
protectoress of marriage?
You think I would've made
a good wife, Paul?
Huh?
I didn't love you.
- I'm sorry.
- Let's not delude ourselves, tulip.
Love didn't enter
the equation.
You traded up for the prince
of the project.
And look where it got you.
I mean, I've heard of birds
sleeping their way to the top,
but you're the first I know who
slept their way to the bottom.
There's a tract in the Mojave
Desert that meets all the criteria--
flat as a pancake,
remote enough
that no one's gonna wander
in with a picnic blanket.
No Indians.
Or if you don't like
California,
there's the Gulf Coast,
Padre Island.
We're testing a weapon of war,
not building a summer house.
We identified
a site in Colorado.
Two in New Mexico.
The Jornada
del Muerto Desert.
- It means--
- "Route of the dead man."
Pick one.
You're the director
of G group. Direct.
I spent all day licking my wounds
wondering what was wrong with me,
- why I didn't make your idiotic group.
- Helen, calm down.
And then I realized
it's not me, it's you.
It is chilly in here,
isn't it?
And you left me on the bench because
you can't control your hard-on?
Go home, you're drunk.
- Thank your wife for dinner.
- And you!
Everybody knows you were the third
choice to run this project.
None of us would
even be here if Frank
hadn't convinced Albert Einstein
we needed a bomb.
- This entire project exists because of Frank.
- Helen. Hey.
- What are you doing?
- Where is he now?
I had to work 10 times harder
than any man to get here.
It was just sex, Charlie.
Get over it.
Hey, I picked the best
team for the job.
Remind me of her name.
She's just a colleague
from the tech area.
- They never stop working, do they?
- Mm.
Honestly, Charlie and I are
happier than we've ever been.
You know, with the baby
and everything.
Men always think they want a woman
who really understands them,
but when they get one,
they learn
what a terrible burden
it is to be known.
Your husband's not going
to Washington tomorrow.
Oh, the Army is always changing
Robert's schedule at the last minute.
He's going to San Francisco.
You work the switchboard,
don't you?
Well, I bet you overhear
all kinds of secrets.
I hear things, too.
I hear you like
the taste of girls.
I do not need marital advice
from a deviant.
Oh, wow.
Wow. Oh.
Oh, God, uh, was I
not supposed to...?
- Um, sorry.
- You did great.
You did great. Wow.
You're a pro.
Well, I mean--
I'm not saying
that, uh--
I mean, you're not
obviously, uh--
you're not a pro
in that sense.
But wait, you're-- you're
not a pro, are you?
I've, uh-- I've never been asked if I
was a hooker on a first date before.
Oh, God, no, well,
I'm sorry, I--
I didn't mean--
it's just--
it's just, uh,
a lot of the nice girls here,
like Jeannie,
they sometimes--
um-- wait,
are we on a date?
Yeah, sort of.
'Cause we could go on one.
I mean, like a--
a regular one,
like to the theater.
Do you like the theater?
"Young Cassius has a lean
and hungry look.
He thinks too much.
Such men are dangerous."
Wow, you can recite
Shakespeare?
Next you're gonna tell me
you have a copy of Planet Comics
number one in your purse.
Jim.
Jim.
Just a-- I'll be out
in a second.
You gonna ask a girl in?
You should take up smoking.
Covers the smell
of burnt papers.
Did they teach you
that in spy school
along with the use of fellatio
as a tool of persuasion?
No. That I learned
in high school.
Did you want me to apologize
for the blowjob?
I want you to go back
to wherever they found you.
I found them, same as you.
Oh, no.
We are not the same.
The class struggle uses whatever
human material is available
- to fulfill its objectives.
- I'm not a Communist.
I only reached out
to your associates
because the Army
shot my friend.
The Oriental.
- I read your file.
- His name was Sid.
Do you think that they
would have killed Sid
if he'd looked like you?
If you're not a Communist,
why are you risking your own
neck to give them a bomb?
Not a bomb, the bomb.
It's-- it's the queen.
Do you--
do you ever play chess?
The queen is the most powerful
piece on the chessboard.
That's what we're
building here
for an army that shoots its own citizens.
If we are the only ones
who have it,
we'll probably blow up
the world.
But if--
if Stalin has a bomb
in his pocket, too,
the game ends in a draw.
It's a stalemate.
Nobody dies.
I was trying to do
the right thing.
No, you were.
- You still are.
- Really?
Didn't feel that way when I was shoving
a body in the trunk of a Buick.
What?
Did they leave that detail
out of my file?
Hmm? Your comrade
killed a guy
two feet away from me.
Now I can't sleep at night.
- Who was it?
- I don't know.
It was military intelligence.
It doesn't matter.
I'm all through with
the class struggle.
They're expecting
weekly reports
and I'm supposed
to deliver them.
Yeah, well, I hope they
don't shoot the messenger.
You don't get it.
They killed
a government agent.
What do you think they're gonna
do to a dropout from Pittsburgh
or to a scientist
who's got cold feet?
Even if--
even if I wanted to help,
the project's been
reorganized,
I'm on the C team.
I don't have access anymore.
Not to the kind of
information they want.
Well, you're the genius.
Right?
What are we gonna do?
Hey.
You know, uh,
when Helen Prins showed
up here, that was, uh--
that was about
the test we're planning.
- I promise you have nothing to worry about.
- I know.
Aside from that,
"Mrs. Lincoln,"
it was a lovely evening.
You should have
Robert Oppenheimer's job.
Spy killer on guard duty.
The colonel must be
scared of this broad.
Have fun with
Mrs. Winter.
_
- You sure about this?
- Yeah, trust me.
I got 'em from one
of the Indian maids.
She makes them herself.
This is real silver.
Yeah.
That'll work.
You got any last advice
before I walk the plank?
Uh, well, um,
yes, as a matter of fact.
Um...
You should take the
assignment with G group.
It doesn't matter what you
think of Charlie Isaacs.
This test--
this test is the start
of a whole new era.
This is like Auro's
interplanetary cruise ship
crash-landing
on Jupiter.
I don't know, I--
I just-- I don't need
the prestige.
- Maybe most guys do, but--
- You have food in your teeth.
I am telling you
the truth, buddy.
No one else is gonna.
You cannot let an opportunity
like this pass you up.
I ju-- it's just--
I like working with you.
I wouldn't know
what to do without you.
That's, um--
that's why you're gonna convince
Isaacs to put me on the team, too.
You know my work.
He'll listen to you.
Let's go to Jupiter together.
Bombs away.
Bombs away.
Well, here we go.
Crosley, wait up.
Whoo!
Whoo!
Do you have any idea what kind
of a man you're working for?
You say you love Callie?
This is quite a way
of showing it.
Callie drove to Canada
this morning with her aunt.
She's safe.
You spoke to her?
Colonel lets me use his
phone to talk to my folks
when he's out and no one
monitors the line.
What other perks do you
get for turning me in?
- Crystal City, Texas.
- What's that?
Your next plum assignment?
It's where they're keeping
your husband.
And why should I take
your word for that?
You don't have to.
I can get you as far
as the Lamy train depot.
All right.
You're good to go.
- Have a good evening.
- You have a good night.
_
It's called dance therapy.
When we're focused
on our feet,
we're distracted
from our brains.
The body is spinning,
the mind is still.
My wife doesn't need
waltzing lessons.
It's been three months.
I've yet to hear a diagnosis,
much less a prognosis.
It's fascinating, really.
- The science is so new.
- Psychiatry, is it a science?
Dr. Winter, would you like
to discuss this privately?
- No, I wouldn't.
- The treatment takes time, Frank.
Yes, but do you feel better?
Every week
you're less yourself.
Self is a fluid concept.
- Often in the first year of treatment--
- The first year?
I can understand
why certainties would be appealing
to a man in your field.
Isn't there a superego somewhere that
requires your attention, Doctor?
Would you come with me
right now?
We've barely begun
the psychoanalysis.
- We have a lot of work to do.
- Your work is out there.
- Dr. Winter, perhaps we might look at a--
- We can leave Ithaca.
- We can make a fresh start.
- Have you been fired again?
Any sudden change at this
stage of her treatment--
In the last month, I have
fielded recruiting calls
from three universities.
My vote is Princeton,
but it's your decision.
It's your career.
Liza, they're recruiting you.
- Liza.
- Princeton will give you a dedicated lab.
Dr. Winter, let's continue
this discussion in my office.
It's not you that's sick.
It's this place.
And don't forget we
have the Friedmans at 6:00.
I know it's downtown,
but I don't wanna hear it.
Not after you dragged me to Bensonhurst
for that supper last week.
You with a beard.
Now that's something
I'll never cotton to.
Office hours are
Mondays at 4:00.
I'm afraid it can't wait.
Oh!
Good to see you, Glen.
I'd ask how on earth,
but I don't want to know.
Miriam, this is
Dr. Liza Winter.
We were on the same
scientific retreat last year.
In Quebec.
I hope you fared better
than Glen in all that snow.
Worse, actually.
Miriam, would you
give us a minute?
It was nice to meet you.
That's my companion.
- The provost's sister.
- Oh.
Seems as though you
landed on your feet.
Don't be fooled.
The pyramids look grand, too,
but they're still tombs.
Every physicist worth a title is
back where we both came from.
Glen...
Frank's in trouble.
Heavy is the head, eh?
What, he send you here
to crib my calculus notes?
Frank never took that job.
He disappeared
same time you did.
I think he's in Texas.
What the hell's in Texas?
A Department of Justice
internment camp.
Look, one thing
I know about Frank,
he always manages to find a
chair when the music stops.
This one might be
electrified.
Helping your husband is what
landed me back here in purgatory.
There are things that
you don't know, Liza.
I know that Frank dragged
me across that desert
so that you two could
build an atomic bomb.
Is there anything else?
I'm sorry.
A long time ago,
I was stuck in a place
that I didn't belong.
I almost forgot who I was
and then Frank remembered.
Whatever happened between
you two, whatever he did,
that is not him.
That place, that bomb turned
him into someone else.
I don't have any
strings left to pull.
What would Frank do?
He's expecting you.
Dr. Einstein.
I believe you know
my husband.