Enigma Page #3

Tom, how the hell are you?

- Well. Very well.|- Have you escaped, or what?

- I thought this was the asylum.|- How are you?

- Good.|- Bloody hell!

- How's the revolution, Alec?|- Coming along, comrade. Coming along.

- T-- T-- T--|- Yes, it's me.

I, uh-- I want to see all the Shark|traffiic we haven't been able to break.

- In at the deep end.|- Why not?

- Yes, why not?|- Have you got yesterday's Porpoises?

Open the fiile.

Besides, it wasn't really Shark|that made you crazy.

Was it, Tom?

I suppose you all know.

You think I made a fool of myself?

Forget about it.|You're among friends.

So, what about the code breakers?

Kingcome, De Brooke,|Upjohn, Pukowski.

- Spot the odd one out.|- Puck lost his parents|when Poland was invaded.

His kid brother is missing in action.|He hates the Germans.

Pinker?|Bit of an arty, isn't he?

He writes detective stories.

Baxter. They say he sleeps with|a picture of Stalin under his pillow.

Perhaps you haven't heard.|Stalin's on our side now.

- And Jericho. The famous Mr Jericho.|- Mathematician.

Went off his trolley, didn't he?|About some girl.

We took him out of Cambridge|on the fiirst day of the war.

He worked himself into|a breakdown, so we shipped him|back to Cambridge to get well.

And that's all there is to it.

It's never all there is|to anything.

Shift's not over yet, ladies!

The 3:
00's from Beaumanor|all need blisting.

You know, without your glasses,|you don't look half bad.

Do you know, without my glasses,|nor do you?

Claire?

I'm here.

Sorry it took an age.

Well, now you know where I am.

It's, um, off the beaten track.

Yes, well, it's better|than being snooped on by landladies.

Welfare found out I had a spare room,|so I had to share.

But Hester's a sweetie, really.|Oh, there's no sugar, I'm afraid,|but it's lapsang.

And I always think sugar would|rather spoil lapsang, don't you?

Don't know.|You're my fiirst lapsang.

I knew you'd ask me out.

- I thought you asked me out.|- Well, I had to get you started.|Aren't there any pretty girls in Hut 8?

- How do you know where I work?|- We've got an interesting men|tracking room in Hut 3.

- You're not supposed to|tell me where you--|- Besides, you're rumoured to have|done something very clever...

and I want to know what it is.

Oh, my God.|Where did they fiind you?

Oh, where did they fiind any of us?|I'm the lucky one.

You know, they've got|perfectly clever girls|working like post offiice clerks.

Not like me|on the German book.

I want that for my scrapbook.

- Can I see it?|- If you want. It's upstairs.

That's Hester.

And this is me.

You've been busy.

- Where is this?|- Loch Feochan, in Scotland,|where I'd like to be old.

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