J. Edgar: The Most Powerful Man in the World Page #2

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I feel certain I can be effective.

Well done. But you'll take it.

Three thousand a year, Mother.

I've got to get new clothes.

You can't look like that anymore.

I have 40 names of suspected radicals

already in only four hours.

I should have 10,000

by end of the month.

And I have my own staff, trusted agents.

Edgar, are you smoking?

- Doesn't come naturally, Mother.

- Listen to the doctor.

With this new burden,

your nerves could get the better of you.

You don't want to end up like your father.

Go and try one now.

You can put your father in his room.

I have to get ready for dinner.

Are you abandoning me tonight?

Lt's with a typist. She's very organized.

Ls it a date?

I think so. I think so.

I'm gonna show her my old card catalog

system at the Library of Congress.

Romance her.

Wear a blue tie.

You look so handsome in your blue tie.

Look at the ceiling.

Lt's incredible.

I've never been here before.

I helped organize it.

See, every item is assigned

its own index card...

with its own unique code...

indicating the title, author,

location, and topic.

What used to take days to locate

now only takes a matter of minutes.

Go on. Give me an author

or a topic. Anything.

Indiscretion.

What era?

Present day.

Good. Time me.

Hmm.

Heh.

Almost there, heh.

How do you know I didn't mean

political indiscretion?

Well, if you'd like,

I can start all over again.

This will do.

How long did I take?

One minute, 10 seconds.

Now imagine if every citizen in this

country were uniquely identifiable...

by their own card and number,

say, the pattern on their fingers.

Imagine how quickly we could find them

if they committed a crime.

Lt's all very impressive, John.

Well, would you like to stay here

or would you like to go somewhere else?

Lt's up to you.

Mr. Hoover.

I'm not sure where you think

this is headed.

Right, of course.

Miss Gandy.

I know we've only known each other

a brief time...

but you would

make the finest of companions.

Your strength, your character,

your education.

Are you poking fun at me?

No. No, no, no. No, no, of course not.

Then please, Mr. Hoover, stand up.

I'd appreciate it

if you wouldn't share this...

with any of the other women

in the typing pool.

No, of course not.

All right. May I ask what... What...

What particular flaw

you seem to find in my character?

No. We just met.

Right, of course.

But I believe that I am a fast

and accurate judge of character.

We've gone out three times,

but I don't need more.

Most people do, but I don't.

I see people right off for what they are.

And please, call me Edgar.

Lt's what my mother uses.

- Edgar?

- Yes?

Can you keep a secret?

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