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Alan and Joan talk behind Hut 8.
ALAN TURING
... I need you to leave Bletchley.
JOAN CLARKE
(annoyed)
What?
ALAN TURING
Menzies. I don’t trust...
ON ALAN: He wants to tell her, but he can’t. It’s too dangerous.
ALAN TURING (CONT’D)
... I don’t think it’s safe here.
JOAN CLARKE
You think it’s safe somewhere else?
ALAN TURING
You need to leave, and you need to
get very far away from me.
JOAN CLARKE
Alan. What’s happened?
ON ALAN: This isn’t working. He’s going to have to try a different approach.
ALAN TURING
... We can’t be engaged anymore.
Your parents will have to take you
back and find you a husband
elsewhere.
JOAN CLARKE
What is wrong with you?
ALAN TURING
... There’s something I have to
tell you. I’m... I’m a homosexual.
JOAN CLARKE
Alright.
ON ALAN: What?
ALAN TURING
Men, Joan. Not women.
JOAN CLARKE
So what?
ALAN TURING
I just said —
JOAN CLARKE
— So what? I had my suspicions. I
always did. But we’re not like
other people. We love each other in
our own way, and we can still live
the life together that we want. You
won’t be the perfect husband? I can
promise you I harboured no
intention of being the perfect
wife. I’ll not be fixing your lamb
the office, will I? I’ll work.
You’ll work. We’ll have each
other’s company. We’ll have each
other’s minds. Sounds like a better
marriage than most. Because I care
for you. And you care for me. And
we understand one another more than
anyone else ever has.
ON ALAN: He needs to get rid of her, to save her, and she is making this impossible.
ALAN TURING
I don’t.
JOAN CLARKE
What?
ALAN TURING
Care for you. I never did. I only
needed you to break Enigma. And now
I’ve done it, so you can leave.
She SLAPS HIM.
JOAN CLARKE
I am not going anywhere. I have
spent entirely too much of my life
worried about what you think of me,
or what my parents think of me, or
what the boys in Hut 8 or the girls
in Hut 3 think, and you know I am
done with it. This work is the most
important thing I will ever do in
my life. And no one will stop me.
Least of all you.
Joan turns to walk away, and then, angry, she turns back.
She TOSSES HER WIRE ENGAGEMENT RING AT ALAN.
JOAN CLARKE (CONT’D)
... They were right. John. Hugh.
Peter. You really are a monster.
Alan watches her walk away, struggling to maintain his facade of icy indifference.
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