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I hate that you have to work weekends.

Off to fight the bad guys, Daddy?

Hi-ho, Silver.

The explosion tore the cast-iron casing of the pipe bomb

into pieces no bigger than eight millimeters.

And it takes what we call

to produce that level of debasement.

I-Is this speculation.

No, sir.

Through a series of controlled detonations

at my Arroyo Seco testing facility,

same blast pattern found

in Inspector Raymond's driveway.

I blew up junkers.

That's a lot of effort to go through.

I wanted to leave no room for doubt.

I'm sick of leaders.

Through meticulous experimentation,

I was able to identify the exact fuel type used

to bomb Inspector Raymond's car:

Of the insoluble variety.

Order. Order.

No.

(gavOrder. Order!

Interesting.

Not quite.

Slight calculating mistake, but...

it is very promising work.

Not yet.

Shame Mr. Parsons couldn't get the day off.

It is his section that raises the most questions,

not surprisingly.

His job is not the problem, sir.

Jack actually decided to volunteer.

Um, he was summoned to court this morning,

He thought his work would speak for itself.

He's right about that.

But look.

Red fuming nitric acid as oxidizer?

I checked his equations.

Can control the reaction.

It's not volatility I'm worried about.

It's price.

At projected burn rate,

fuel will cost more than prototype itself.

Too bad he's not here to make his case,

two figs about that, sir.

He just likes the title that they gave him.

What, "witness"?

No, sir.

"Expert."

gentlemen.

That's P-A-R-S-O-N-S.

And I'm the head of Caltech's first-ever.

That's a heck of a parking job.

We don't get to pick our neighbors.

Thank you for looking after your sister.

I remember you being left alone even younger.

Yes, "alone."

I told you, Jeffrey was only over to help with my schoolwork.

She is too naive for her own good.

Well, I will be at

the church retreat all weekend; Here's the number

if there's any problems.

I-I could call the tow company.

I'll take care of it.

Have a blessed weekend.

When I work, I need something to move to.

The whole driveway.

My husband will be coming home, and...

Mrs. Parsons.

I am so sorry about that.

I made a real hash of that parking job.

Please, come inside.

What'll you have?

(door cloSorry?

You're not one of those temperance gals.

No, it's just...

of myself.

Maggie Donovan.

Ernest's wife?

One and only, I hope.

It's nice to meet you.

And you.

I feel like I owe you something

for being so welcoming to my Ernest while I've been away.

He told me you made him that banana bread?

Yes.

Do you know, it was still sitting

covered in mold.

He is really too much sometimes.

How about a glass of water?

I work costumes at RKO Pictures.

The movie studio?

Have to bring my work.

Here's that water.

Now, tell me.

Into the neighborhood?

I'm-I'm sorry,

My sister's staying this weekend,

not to leave her alone.

Well, another time then.

There must've been

all shouting questions.

And guess who introduced himself to me outside the courtroom?

Clifford Clinton.

Mr. Civic himself.

He shook my hand.

Can you believe that?

Should be in all the papers tomorrow.

That's great, Jack.

Well, at least.

Mrs. Donovan.

You're kidding. She lives?

Not only is she alive, she's... not what you'd expect.

What do you mean?

She-she was friendly.

Charming.

Katharine Hepburn.

Well, I'll be damned.

It doesn't fit, a woman like that

being married to a man like Ernest.

Hey, you know, I didn't just take this case

Jack, we can't; Patty will hear.

We can be quiet.

Jack, listen to me, I-I've been thinking...

Jack.

How long are you gonna keep this up?

We went to that... thing, whatever it was.

I feel like you're punishing me.

I'm not.

I realized you're right, about having a baby.

It would be too big of a distraction,

with everything else you have going.

Especially since your project is still awaiting...

We've just submitted the proposal.

I know, I... I just think it makes sense to wait

until things are a little more certain.

Okay.

But we can still...

We can't, actually.

I'm pretty sure we can.

You're gonna take the words of a priest

over the needs of your husband?

I know it won't be easy,

Nice costume.

You might want to check your calendar, though.

Ha.

Anyone happen to read the paper this morning?

We all saw it.

That's some position you gave yourself.

The guy misquoted me.

Fit in the caption.

'Cause the picture they got of you wasn't big enough.

Rich.

You don't really think I'd forget about you.

It's not just him you forgot.

About the article.

Mesulam had concerns about the fuel,

and you weren't there to address them.

Well, that's too bad,

but I can't control.

You didn't have to testify at all.

You could've been here, focused on our work

instead of chasing the spotlight.

You think I did this for me?

Caltech can't very well shut down

our project now that it's a matter of public record.

Really? You did this.

Think of the publicity we're getting.

Rocketry's mentioned at least five times.

Goddamn it, Jack! You don't seem to understand...

Gentlemen?

Am I interrupting anything?

To drop these off.

I saw your picture.

Very dramatic.

Finally, someone appreciates it.

Thank you, Alice.

The professor wanted me to emphasize

that tomorrow's event is black-tie.

Nt?

The Athenaeum?

Is this Halloween or April Fools'?

And remember, dress to impress.

Maybe Jack wasn't wrong about the publicity.

We made it, Rich.

What the hell are we gonna wear?

Well?

Don't think of it as your father's.

He never put it to good use. Think of it as the tuxedo

your grandfather bought so you could come into your own

in the very same room Einstein ate in.

Il you if you keep standing there gawking.

Don't make the break too heavy.

He's a scientist, not a jazz man.

Patty, how's it coming?

I only used the sports page.

Figure that's good for half a size.

Here you are, Johnny.

Thanks, Patty.

How does it feel, darling?

I wish we'd had time to get a professional tailor.

No. Susan worked her magic.

The only thing that doesn't fit is

that Marvel wore something so nice.

Marvel never filled this out.

- I think he looks like Chaplin in. - The Tramp.

go get ready for dinner.

Don't you listen to that girl.

You look just like Clark Gable.

Doesn't he, Susan?

No, not like Clark Gable.

He looks... like the man of my dreams.

Ruth, would you mind getting me some more black thread?

It should be on my sewing table.

Of course.

You okay?

Remember, it's only dinner.

You're not the one giving the speech.

I know.

I just mean don't worry about making waves.

Just try and soak it all in.

Here you are.

Enough thread to mend the Pope's vestments.

Thank you.

Quite a night to keep me waiting.

It's only our entire future.

You didn't hear?

We're under attack.

Astronomers report continued gas outbursts at regular intervals

on the planet Mars.

That the enemy will be reinforced.

There have been several attempts

made to locate Professor Pierson of Princeton,

at close range.

Did he say Martian?

- It's Welles. He's doing. - War of the Worlds,

But he's playing it completely straight.

Scouting planes report three Martian machines...

Martians storm the Earth the same night.

Heat ray's not in use, although...

Too bad we can't be in two places at once.

And countryside.

Looking sharp, fellas.

You as well, fearless leader.

This Zhongshan was hand-tailored

in the Huangpu district in Shanghai.

Well, I guess I'll have to.

After you, fellas.

Hey, act like you belong.

Told you I'd be back.

Enjoy your evening, sir.

How many Nobel Laureates you think are here?

I count at least two.

There you are.

You had us worried.

Be on your best behavior tonight.

No mention of your past transgressions.

Professor Mesulam hasn't told you?

Where is he, Gilford?

Here, Professors, thank you.

I will explain. But first, drinks.

Thank you.

Thanks.

Over there is the esteemed Herr Breitner.

Don't all look at once.

Finding Nazi regime unaccommodating.

Yes. F Breitner of the VfR?

With Wernher von Braun.

Which is why every university in America.

Seems like it's not just the universities

that are interested.

I count at least two stars on that major general's uniform.

Due to growing interest in field,

and possibly new sources of funding,

administration felt it necessary

to introduce our own.

With respect, sir,

Don't you get it? We're show ponies

being trotted out to make this place look

more cutting edge than it really is.

Not in the least. Ou?

And since we're so highly valued,

maybe we can discuss.

You have keen grasp for politics, Mr. Parsons.

Perhaps you have learned something

from time at City Hall.

Cheers.

Cheers.

I'd hate to miss the beginning of the talk.

Pardon me, sir.

I showed my invitation at the door.

This man is my guest.

Those are the only credentials he needs.

I'm very sorry, Professor, but we've received a complaint.

Wait here.

Gentlemen...

You guys go ahead.

Are you sure?

He was touting himself as an emissary of Caltech in the press

and he's nothing of the sort.

If we hope to impress upon our guests

that we are serious about the field,

giving them

I'm not questioning you, Provost.

Professor?

Jack, please, a moment.

It won't help to make scene.

I wasn't going to.

Not with the proposal under consideration.

I may not be welcome at the party,

but that doesn't mean I can't toe the party line.

Jack? Wait.

Come on, Richie.

It wasn't so grand in there, anyway.

We can still catch War of the Worlds.

You're leaving?

Yeah.

Thought it'd be best not to make any waves.

Yeah.

It's probably best, for the project, I mean.

Which is why I think.

Breitner's work with regenerative cooling

could save us months.

Yeah. Sure.

Stay for the project.

And like you said,

there are two huge events tonight.

You can finish the end of the Welles broadcast,

and I can tell you all about Breitner.

Divide and conquer.

Yep.

Divide and conquer.

Dinner is about to be served, sir.

Pouring in

from Jersey marshes. Reaches South Street.

Gas masks useless.

Urge population to move into open spaces.

23, 24.

Avoid congested areas.

Smoke now spreading

2X2L, calling CQ.

2X2L, calling CQ.

2X2L, calling 8X3R. Come in, please.

Coming back at 2X2L.

2X2L, we read you.

The Martian tripods

is under attack.

It's a flying saucer.

Here you go, mister.

Poor sap thought that broadcast was real.

The world was ending.

Who you supposed to be, anyhow?

The costume.

Costume?

How does that look?

Come over here. Take a look for yourself.

I suppose.

Would you prefer something different?

No, this is fine.

Just fine?

It's great.

All right.

But can we talk about the pictures?

One of these doesn't belong.

Donovan's.

Who is this?

I'm gonna hang up now.

Ernest, wait. It's me.

Sorry. Can't.

The house tonight.

Breaks all boundaries

by his wife?

Where are you?

Stay put.

You're going out?

The neighbor.

The scientist?

Yeah, he sounded upset about something.

Should I have told him no?

You don't need.

You just have to tell me the truth.

And that is the truth.

And when I get back, you and I shall set up the bedroom.

I had an invitation. I had the tux.

I looked the part.

And they still called me an interloper.

You called it right from the beginning.

Somehow...

you knew that they would never accept me.

If you just wanted a shoulder to cry on,

you could've gone home to Susan.

No way.

I can't face her.

I didn't make any waves.

Are you done? Said.

No. Hey, come on. Sit down.

Let's get another one, please.

Coming up.

You know what she said to me before I left?

That I looked like the man of her dreams.

What am I now?

Drunk.

Not drunk enough.

You know, I-I got to go.

I told Maggie I was just having a beer, so...

It's the devil's night.

Let's let off some steam. Come on.

I'm sorry. I can't.

Because your wife won't let you?

It's more complicated than that.

Yeah? What's so complicated about it?

At least not one that wore the pants.

Literally.

But you're just as fucking.

You want to go out?

Let's go out.

Try not to think too much.

Herr Breitner, a moment, please.

These are the young men, we have been telling you about.

The pioneering rocketry team, is it?

The honor is all ours,

Herr Breitner.

We have been following your work not just through your papers

but in correspondence

with Herr von Braun himself.

Yes.

Um, I've-I've sought his a-advice

ever since I was a boy...

Well, well, teenager, really.

In-in fact, our prototype, um,

borrows heavily from the liquid propellant tests

that you did with Von Braun.

Well, let's hope this prototype of yours is more impressive

than your choice of pen friends.

Yes. I-I-I hope so, too.

Though, compared to your work that you did

at the Hochschule Berlin, it's peanuts.

I mean, there is promise.

But that-that's really for.

You haven't built it?

I was led to believe that.

The boy is being modest.

The fact is, the rocketry team

just had their prototype approved.

Now, if you'll excuse us, we have a reception

at the president's house to attend.

Come.

Excuse me.

It appears, in order to save face,

you get to build yourself a rocket.

As I set down these notes on paper,

I'm obsessed by the thought that I may be the last living man...

If you're bored, we can play a different game.

No, this game's fine.

Trick or treat.

In the world

now seems part of another life,

with the present,

furtive existence of the lonely derelict...

Here. Some caramels.

NHey.

BHey. Come on!

Hey, what are you doing?

Come on! Le shits!

You didn't even give her a chance to pay you off!

You see, this is why.

It's cheaper than candy and more effective.

Here. Get out of harm's way.

Thank you.

Don't mention it.

Halloween sure brings out the worst in people.

Especially in this neighborhood.

It's really not that bad.

Well, it can't be.

You all live here.

That Ernest is becoming friends with a man like Jack.

What do you mean?

Well, Jack is a lot more, um, upstanding

than most of the guys he socializes with.

Although they've picked a hell of a night to go out drinking.

But he... he can't be with my Jack.

Jack's got an important event at the university.

Well...

I wouldn't worry.

If anybody was lying, it would be my Ernest.

Of course, he doesn't call it lying.

He calls it living his own truth.

Well, that just about does it.

I don't see any mess left. Do you?

If anyone tries any more

Patty?

Patty!

Did you put them up to this?

What is wrong with you?

What is wrong with

you?

Is this what you had in mind?

Jack?

Jack's not with you?

I just assumed that he would be here.

Did he go out again?

He never came home, Richard.

He was meant to be with you.

What happened? Cross, um...

Turned out to be a Caltech-only event.

They invited him only to turn him away?

Why? It's so awful.

I don't know.

Politics?

I couldn't leave with him.

Important that I be there.

I'm sure.

I'm sorry. I-I don't know where he went after.

It's okay. I think I might.

Thank you for stopping by, Richard.

I-I really hope that

Jack has had a really tough time up there.

Hey. Come on, Richard.

Bars are closing.

Hey, um, tell him that I-I stopped by

to share the good news. That'll cheer him up.

What good news?

Didn't I say?

No, you didn't.

We've been approved the prototype.

Just like Jack said.

Women are suckers for a well-dressed man.

Easiest way to fool them.

Joke's on them.

I don't have any money, but I've got this old betting slip.

Never know. The horse might've come in.

I've never seen death look so beautiful,

except the gal at that mass of yours.

You mean the one you ran away from?

You gonna run away again tonight?

Wasn't planning on it.

Good, 'cause...

we're not here just to watch.

Don't worry. I'll lend you the money.

I'm happily married.

You got a taste of something at the lodge and you want more.

So, are you going to step up...

or are you gonna show yourself out

like you did earlier tonight?

Go home to your wife, Jack.

Hold on.

See you on the other side.

All right. Yeah.

What's the matter,

corazón?

I'm over here.

So you like to watch.

Dios mío,

someone's at attention.

Who got you all worked up?

Was it Shirley?

Or your friend?

It's okay.

We get you type of guys in here all the time.

What type of guy?

Jesus.

Just tell me what type of,

(bellCarlos!

Ayu - Tell me!

Tell me what kind of guy you think I am.

Back off, pal.

off of me!

You take your hands off of me!

Take your hands off of me!

Was that the same boy Virgil caught you with?

You can talk to me.

I'm not Virgil.

No, you're just his spy.

Is that what you think?

I think you're gonna tell on me, so, yeah, I do.

Are you kidding?

At home?

You were a child.

It wasn't.

The same boy.

Patty.

What?

I-I don't want to tell Virgil,

but this really isn't appropriate behavior.

No wonder Jack stayed out so late.

He wouldn't have had any fun here, that's for sure.

You don't know.

You're just a bratty little girl.

See?

I just...

I care about you.

Now you really do sound like Daddy.

No one else has to know about tonight.

So much to drink.

Yeah.

It was something else.

I know.

Richard stopped by.

Yeah?

What did he say?

That your proposal had been approved.

That's unbelievable.

He was over the moon.

I wish you'd been here to hear it.

Yeah, I do, too.

I'm so proud of you.

It's me.

Frater E.D.

I need to see him.

I'm impossible.

Just when it seemed like

what we could do for him, wham!

He acts like it's all some big mistake,

blaming it on the goddamn booze.

You didn't wake me up to tell me about a failed recruitment.

You're here for you.

Now, remember, stay as still as possible

and talk only about yourself.

I'm angry.

I lost control.

I am...

I am...

I don't know what I am.

With this man

have brought nothing but frustration,

yet the camera tells a different story.

Do you think it's a coincidence

that you experienced this intense anger towards him

the same week your wife returns home?

Maggie accepts what I do here now.

This is not about her.

What is it about?

Every time I try to help the guy,

is dictated by your will.

The real question then is.

Because I don't.

I-I don't believe in putting a label on desire.

Thelema teaches us to look beyond

such restrictive categorization.

Each person we love is a different-shaped key.

Each key...

unlocks a different part of us,

to me to be like water,

constantly changing,

are drawn to this man,

it is to play with fire?

Your anger at him belies something more...

essential.

As the Master Therion tells us,

all our suffering arises from the great schism

between two primary forces of existence:

Male, female,

the dark, light.

It is only in the union

of our opposites

that we are freed from.

I believe you have found far more in Mr. Parsons

than an acolyte.

I believe you've found...

your liberation.

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