This Island Earth Page #4

symposium of graduate students.

Summer, three years

ago. After classes, we'd

go swimming in a little

river near the school.

You were an awful sissy

about that icy water.

Now, Ruth, don't tell me

you've forgotten.

Dr. Meacham, all I can say

is I'm deeply flattered...

and maybe a little envious of

the girl you've mistaken me for.

And now I think Exeter

is waiting to greet you.

I'm sure you must be

puzzled, doctor.

I'll never forget my own

feelings on the day of my arrival.

Exeter isn't exactly conventional

in his hiring methods.

Or his choice

of personnel.

I think that sounds like

rather a personal dig.

Once you're at the club, I'm sure

you'll like us much better. The club?

That's what we call it. Exeter has

spared nothing for our comfort...

or facilities

for our work.

Inside looks better, doctor.

They'll bring your bags in.

Your plane.

The elevators down to Exeter's

slave quarters. Our laboratories.

Our living room, social center, library.

This is Exeter's office and study. Not

exactly what you expected,

Dr. Meacham, is it?

Good morning, doctor.

Good morning, doctors.

Give me your coat.

Engelborg, from Munich. The doctor's

out for his morning constitutional.

He's been here a week, but

his English and my German...

Who's that one? That's Brack,

one of Exeter's assistants.

But you'll find them all

very helpful.

What language do they

speak? Anything you wish:

English, Hindustani,

Congoese. Anything.

Dr. Meacham.

Good morning.

Good morning. Please

come in, both of you.

Dr. Adams.

Sit down.

Oh, yes, Steve. About that

nuclear decay factor, Ruth.

I'm afraid my equation

just doesn't seem to work.

I was hoping you could find

time to go over it with me later.

I still think the basic principle

is all right. Maybe we can trust...

Yes, well,

thank you, Dr. Adams.

Oh, there you are,

Dr. Adams.

I was just reminding

Dr. Meacham...

that I'd promised to produce some

of his colleagues in the flesh.

May I use you

as exhibit "a"?

I'm afraid Dr. Meacham

isn't too happy with me.

At the airport, he was

sure we were old friends.

Obviously, I was wrong.

the lady hardly remembers me.

What is more important is... who

we are, what we're doing here.

Dr. Meacham, I represent

a group of scientists...

Who work with but one purpose:

to put an end to war.

Naturally, such a goal can't be attained

without experts of superior ability:

Men of vision, men such as

you, doctor, gathered here...

Exchanging information daily, putting

aside all thoughts of personal success.

We hope to achieve exciting new

techniques, leap years ahead of the others.

I don't think I need tell you how

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes