Hugh: Damn it!
(Alan turns the machine off)
John: We're soon out of time. A month.
Peter: So that's it, then, is it?
Hugh: Oh, the trouble is, it doesn't matter how much we improve it. The machine's never gonna be able to process 159 million million million possibilities in time. It's just bloody hopeless.
Alan: It's searching. It's just...
It... doesn't know what it's searching for. If we knew what the messages were going to say...
John: If we knew what the messages were going to say,
we wouldn't have to decrypt them at all.
(In the Pub. Joan and her friend Helen sit together. Alan is sat with Peter, Hugh and John on another table)
Helen: Who's Alan's friend?
Joan: Hugh. He's a bit of a cad, actually.
Hugh raised his eyebrows at Joan who had the decency to look embarrassed.
Helen: So my type, then?
Joan: Well, I'll introduce you.
Helen: No. He'll come over.
Joan: Are you sure?
Helen: Yes. I smiled at him 15 minutes ago and haven't looked back since.
Hugh: Who's that with Joan?
Alan: Hmm? Uh, Helen. Works with her.
Peter: She's really pretty.
Hugh: She wants me to come over.
Alan: What? H-How on earth can you know that?
Hugh: She smiled at me a while back and she hasn't looked again since.
Helen: got him.
Alan was perplexed "how on earth could anyone know this?!?!"
Joan: Now, why is this, that when I was single I found it very boring, but now that I'm engaged, I just find it dreadfully fun.
Hugh: Bingo. She's in. Alan, introduce us.
Alan: What? Wh-Why me?
Hugh: Because there's nothing like a friend's engagement to make a woman want to do something she'll later regret with the fiance's better looking chum. Let's go.
John: Half a crown says Alan bollocks's this up entirely.
Peter: No bet.
Alan laughed.
(John chuckles)
Hugh: Alan Turing has a theory.
Joan: He has many.
Hugh: He believes that the regulations against men and women working side by side are sound because such proximity will necessarily lead to romance.
"I certainly don't think that!"
Alan: What? No, I don't. I...
Hugh: However...I disagree.
Helen: You do?
Hugh: Yeah. I think that if I were working beside a woman all day long, I could appreciate her abilities and intellect without taking her to bed. I'm sorry, have we met?
