The Glass Bottom Boat Page #4

-. . .because of extreme pressure.

-Pressure? Oh, right, right.

But if we can induce Venus to move out

of her orbit with the added factors. . .

-. . .of X plus Y and apply it to COD. . . .

-COD?

Yeah, ''contents of dossier. ''

-l'm lost.

-No, no, look.

COD plus X Y to the second power. . .

. . .plus OS, orbit shift, equals. . .

. . .Mars and Venus joined.

Amazing, sir. Do you think

the world's ready for this?

Like all great thinking, it's a wonder

nobody thought of it before.

-Mrs. Nelson.

-Oh, yes, sir?

Mr. Templeton wishes to see you

in his office.

Mr. Temp--? Oh, about what, sir?

You see, Mrs. Nelson,

in a very short time from now. . .

. . .a manned rocket will take off for some

far distant part of our solar system.

lf l'm not here to answer questions. . .

. . .your biography will anticipate anything

that might be asked about me.

Yes, sir.

To help you work more effectively,

l'll take you into my confidence.

All this is classified, of course.

Of course, sir.

Oh, and you know, Mr. Templeton,

our department uses a code name. . .

. . .for each assignment.

What shall l call this one, sir?

Oh, let's call it--

Let's call it Project Venus.

Project Ve--

You mean you're going to--?

Yes, sir.

-Mr. Templeton!

-Yeah?

We're ready for you in the tower.

Fine, we'll be right there.

-''We,'' that's you and l. Let's go.

-Oh, yes, sir.

Not flattering,

but you gotta wear it here.

Oh, thank you.

Actually, l'm a little old country boy

from Sioux City, lowa, and--

-Mrs. Nelson.

-Oh, okay.

-Sorry, Mr. Templeton.

-As l was saying. . .

. . .l was born in Sioux City, lowa,

and l like baseball, paperbacks, movies.

Oh, and l love a really good piece

of banana-cream cake.

-Banana-cream--?

-What's the matter?

l just-- l won a contest

for baking a banana-cream cake.

-No. What, with marshmallow or coconut?

-Both.

That's fantastic.

This is my very special favorite.

-ls it really?

-Yeah.

-Those are adjustable.

-Oh, are they really?

Thanks.

Thanks very much.

Mr. Taylor.

Mrs. Nelson?

Help.

-Here.

-Thanks. You're not getting tired, are you?

-You're the one who needs the sleep.

-Where the goddess of love is concerned?

Who could sleep when you're plotting

a rendezvous with Venus?

-Mr. Temple-- Oh, l'm sorry.

-No, no, it's all right.

Well, l just want you to know how proud

l am to be a part of this experiment.

And l know you'll make it.

l'm sure of it.

-Keep that thought.

-Ten....

-Here we go. Wanna watch this?

-Yes.

-There.

-Seven, six...

...five, four, three, two, one.

Fire.

Come in, l've been expecting you.

l heard your car drive up.

-l'm Mrs. Nelson.

-l know that, l'm Mrs. Miller.

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