The Imitation Game · written by Graham Moore · 2014

Turing runs alone through the countryside and reflects that war is not simply a visible contest between vast opposing armies.

Scene 117 of 130 · ≈ 1 min on screen · Act three

Alan Turing

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Begins 1:46 into a 1:57 film

The story so farBefore scene 117

At Bletchley Park, Alan Turing must persuade a skeptical team to build a machine that can break Enigma before the war is lost, while concealing the self the law condemns.

Scenes 1–12
Turing is investigated as a guarded outsider in 1951, then enters Bletchley in 1939 looking for the puzzle he can solve.
Scenes 13–30
He sees the scale of Enigma, believes a machine can solve it, and grows isolated from colleagues who make little progress.
Scenes 31–50
Churchill’s order gives Turing authority and his half-built machine advances toward sustained work.
Scenes 51–88
Joan joins the project; the team builds and tests the machine while Turing learns to rely on collaborators.
Scenes 89–91
A first decrypt proves the machine works, and the team immediately faces the choice to let the Carlisle convoy be attacked.
Scene 107
Menzies reveals that he placed Cairncross as a spy and threatens Turing into sharing secrets, making the cost of the intelligence operation personal.
Scene 109
Turing cruelly denies caring for Joan to drive her away; she rejects the lie, refuses to leave the work, and throws her ring at him.
Just before
Scene 114
Menzies and MI-6 review Turing’s casualty and detection analysis and telephone Churchill’s office to direct military action.
Scene 115
Archival footage shows British ships sacrificed north of Algiers during Operation Torch, the outcome of the intelligence policy.
Scene 116
The team learns the result through new intercepts; Peter removes the pin for a lost ship and Turing looks away.
Scene 117
This scene

117EXT. BLETCHLEY VILLAGE/ ENVIRONS - NIGHT

OUTSIDE BLETCHLEY VILLAGE: Alan RUNS at night on a dirt path along the outskirts of Bletchley. He runs for miles, sweating, panting, until his legs almost give way.

ALAN TURING (V.O.)

People talk about the war as this

epic battle between civilizations.

Good versus evil, liberty versus

tyranny. Armies of millions

bleeding into the mud, fleets of

ships that weighed down the oceans,

packs of airplanes that dropped

bombs until they blotted out the

sun itself. But it wasn’t.