Izzy

Izzy :

You know, it really would be 

quicker to take a plane.

J. ROBERT OPPENHEIMER: 

A plane’s too risky.

The Country needs us.

Izzy :

What happened, guys?

They say the building’s 

too small for this cyclotron.

Izzy :

Get them together with the architects.

When’s this place supposed to open?

J. ROBERT OPPENHEIMER: 

Two months.

Izzy :

Robert, you’re the great improviser, 

but this… you can’t do 

in your head.

Four divisions.

Experimental, theoretical, metallurgical.

Izzy :

Who’s running theoretical?

J. ROBERT OPPENHEIMER: 

I am.

Izzy :

That’s what I was afraid of. 

You’re spread too thin.

J. ROBERT OPPENHEIMER: 

So you take theoretical.

Izzy :

I’m not coming here, Robert.

J. ROBERT OPPENHEIMER: 

Why not?

Izzy :

You drop a bomb and it falls 

on the just and the unjust.

I don’t wish the culmination of three centuries 

of physics to be a weapon of mass destruction.

J. ROBERT OPPENHEIMER: 

Izzy…

I don’t know if we can be trusted with such a weapon. 

But I know the Nazis can’t.

We have no choice.

Izzy :

Then… The second thing you have to do 

is appoint Hans Bethe to run 

the theoretical division.

J. ROBERT OPPENHEIMER: 

Wait, what was the first?

Izzy :

Take off that ridiculous uniform.

You’re A Scientist.

J. ROBERT OPPENHEIMER: 

Groves is insisting we join.

Izzy :

Tell Groves to go shit in his hat.

They need us for who we are.

So be yourself.

Only better.