The Atomic City Page #5

Hello.

Is this mrs. Frank Addison?

Yes, this is mrs. Addison.

You know why I'm calling.

You want your son back safely, don't you?

I do, I do.

Then tell your husband

to play ball with us.

Tell him he doesn't have to worry

that we'll ever tell what he did.

He'll do whatever you say.

Now, tell me, is Tommy all right?

He's fine. We won't hurt him,

not if your husband follows instructions.

Here, Tommy, talk to your mother.

Hello, mama. I'm all right, mama.

Tommy, darling,

mother will have you home soon, darling.

You mustn't be afraid, dearest.

I'm not afraid, mama.

I've been treated very good.

I can come home after daddy

does what they want.

He will, darling. He will.

Tell them he will.

You heard your son, mrs. Addison.

Can't I speak to him

another minute, one more minute?

There's no time for that.

You better listen closely.

I won't repeat this.

Get it right the first time.

[horns honk]

Yes. Please tell me what to do.

Frank! Frank, he's safe. I spoke to him.

You spoke to Tommy? On the phone.

The man wanted to prove

he hadn't been hurt.

They'll let him come home.

Tommy said, "I can come home

as soon as daddy does what they want."

Frank, the man promised

no one will ever know.

No, no one would...

not until they've wrecked

half the world.

I only know that Tommy is our world, Frank,

our whole world.

All right, Martha.

I'll see what I can do.

What were the instructions?

[monitor buzzes]

Hello, doctor. I didn't think

you'd be in on Sunday.

Bring me the mark 3-b file, all of it.

It's in your office vault, doctor.

Thank you.

I'll take that, doctor.

I'm inspector Mann,

federal bureau of investigation.

Russ.

What's he doing here, a newspaperman?

I stopped playing newspaperman this morning

when I found out Tommy was missing.

That's the only file

he mentioned to the clerk.

Was this going to be the ransom payment?

The blind alley experiments

we tried a year ago--

useless to anyone.

Your son is kidnapped,

and you come to your lab

just to pick up useless experiments.

I was searching for some way

to delay the threat to my son.

I have only 48 hours to deliver the bomb.

These are intricate equations.

If I sent them, it would

give me time to think,

to act, to know what to do.

It would take very competent mathematicians

several days to check these equations

to discover they're useless.

Well, if you're telling the truth--

and that's a big "if"

we're going to check--

then sending these useless equations

may be the way we'll flush them out.

Martha, this is inspector Mann

of the federal bureau of investigation.

Mrs. Addison. Who called them?

You--you called them.

No. They found out

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