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CLOSE ON: A GIANT, HALF-BUILT MACHINE. The size of a dining room table, but taller than it is wide, its guts are composed of SPINNING GEARS and a seemingly endless stream of LONG RED WIRES.
REVEAL: TECHNICIANS work on putting the machine together, SOLDERING THE WIRES, while Alan FUSSES.
ALAN TURING
Careful! Damn it, will you — It’s
not a toy.
Alan tries to protect his precious creation when he’s interrupted by:
HUGH ALEXANDER
Alan! Your new minion has arrived.
Alan turns to see: His new recruit, JACK GOOD.
... But no Joan.
ALAN TURING
(displeased)
... Where’s Miss Clarke?
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