Travelling Salesman Page #2

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"Well,

what was before that?"

And then,

"well, what was before that?

What was before that?"

I mean...

how do we get our minds

around something like that?

Why don't you read my addendum?

I did,

and I find your assumptions

To be inadequate,

among other things.

I don't think anyone

is saying here

That we can accurately forecast

The implications

of our research

50 years from now,

If I can understand

what you're trying to say.

Just like oppenheimer and Fermi

Couldn't possibly

predict the consequences

Of the los Alamos research.

This also begs the question

of responsibility as well.

How could we

possibly discuss that?

At los Alamos, they didn't...

This... is not los Alamos.

What did you say?

How's your daughter doing?

She talking yet?

As much as I do appreciate

the smalltalk, Horton,

It feels awkwardly out of place

Given your little

los Alamos project.

- Manhattan.

- What's that?

Freakin' brits.

It was the Manhattan project.

Right.

Yeah, yeah,

this is all S.C.I. Classified.

So, you know, if you

divulge anything, the NSA...

I think that's who

we've got over there...

They'll, uh,

they'll assassinate you.

Probably torture you first.

Oh, very charming.

Guess I should put away

my spy camera then.

"But, uh, but,

"Mr. President,

he'll see everything.

He'll see the big board!"

Precisely the idea.

Where the bloody hell

is los Alamos, anyway?

Ah, it's new Mexico.

The desert.

Hmm. What's it like

to live in the desert?

- I do wonder.

- How should I know?

I'm from south Philly.

Either way, this is certainly

not los Alamos.

Wait, what'd you say?

Hmm? What,

"this is certainly not los..."

No, no, no.

Before that.

Oh. I do wonder

what it's like

- To, you know, live in a...

- Right, right.

Live in a desert.

Hugh, what are some

characteristics

Of a desert?

It's hot.

Right, yeah, and what else?

No water.

No rain.

Cactuses or... Cactus.

Cacti.

- Sand.

- Sure.

Millions of grains of sand.

What if I, uh,

I took something,

Like a-A quid coin, okay?

And I buried it in the sand.

It's buried,

you have no idea where it is,

And I ask you to find it.

How long would that take you?

Well...

Years, right?

I mean, millions of years,

If the desert were big enough.

Sure.

What if I melted the sand?

Took all the sand in the desert

and melted it.

Glass.

The whole desert

becomes one big sheet of glass.

So now, finding the coin

is easy, right?

You just...

You see it floating there.

Change the sand to glass,

And finding the coin

is trivial.

Hugh, I think you're

gonna need to leave now.

Oh, yes.

No, seriously, I think

you really need to leave.

What do you think?

What do you think?

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