Tiger Eyes

I wonder what it's like to be dead.

I hope it's peaceful.

Like you're floating.

I hope you don't keep thinking about how you died.

And why.

Or... how it makes no sense.

The thing about it is... it's all so final.

Davey, come on, we gotta go.

I can't find my flats.

Come on, we're gonna be late.

- I can't find the right shoes. - Borrow a pair of mine.

This kind, generous man.

This loving husband and father...

who left us much too soon...

...would want us to remember him

from every portrait he created...

...every face that he found fascinating.

Put some dirt on Daddy.

And we're going to talk soon, okay?

Salad? It's very good.

Homemade.

Your aunt says it's important to eat.

And what does she know?

She hasn't seen me since I was five.

It's a nice picture of him, don't you think?

Yeah.

I took it myself. In June.

Right in front of the store.

You think it's a good idea

to keep reading about it?

What else am I supposed to do?

I wonder if the cemetery will get all muddy?

Like I have to put some kind of tarp thing over the grave.

Or maybe it will be better for the grass,

so it could finally grow back.

- Why don't you just take a break? - Come out to New Mexico.

I just hate to leave you in this neighborhood, alone.

Okay, thank you.

We don't want you to worry about money.

We're in a position to help.

I... I promise I'll pay it back.

So you just call if you need anything.

Get away! Get out of here!

What are you gonna do about it?

Do you hear me?! Get away!

It's okay, they're gone.

Go to sleep.

How long will you be in New Mexico?

Maybe like a week or so.

Don't let her out at night...

Oh, and don't let her drink out of the toilet bowl.

Don't worry, I'll take good care of her.

I know.

Bye, Minka.

Look, a balloon!

Honey, get your head back inside.

This is a moving car.

How could he of the world's largest hot-air balloon festival.

Walter, watch the road.

I'd like to go up on one of those balloons.

It's beautiful to watch, honey,

but only a fool would actually go up in one.

Well, then I guess I'm a fool.

If Davey's going, I'm going.

Nobody's going. It's a moot point.

Walter, watch the road.

What's a moot?

It means it doesn't matter, honey.

Because it's not going to happen.

I'd like to go up... Never come down.

Wow, it's really pretty here.

It's like we're in another world.

Well you can see why Oppenheimer chose Los Alamos

as the site for"Project Y."

What's "Project Y"?

It's a codename for building the atomic bomb.

And Los Alamos is the secret place

where the scientists worked

when they were developing it.

Bitsy works as a guide at the museum.

She knows everything about this place.

So, we're in a secret place, where nobody can find us?

Well, it's not that much of a secret anymore.

Wow, look at this house!

When we brought this house,

we expected to raise a family here.

- Didn't we, Walter? - We did.

But... C'est la vie.

We're just so happy you're here.

We want you to have a wonderful time.

It's not like we're on vacation, Aunt Bitsy.

I know that, Davey.

Jason...

You take care of a car, it'll last for a long time.

Like this little beauty.

253,000 miles and still going strong.

Oh!

Make sure you wear that helmet.

And use plenty of sunscreen. You're at 7,500 feet here.

Okay, Aunt Bitsy.

Be careful!

Ow!

Daddy?

Daddy?

Can you hear me?

Can you?

Hey!

You okay?

Who, me?

Yeah, you.

I thought you were in trouble, the way you were calling out.

I'm fine.

What are you doing down here?

Just thinking.

- Is there a law against that? - No, no law against thinking.

Except, you're alone.

So, I'm alone. You're alone too.

Yeah but, I mean, I've had plenty of experience.

And who says I haven't?

You don't know your ass from your armpit.

You mean elbow, don't you?

- Are you always so friendly? - When I feel like it.

Ow.

You're thirsty...

You came into the canyon with no water?

- I forgot it. - Here.

Hey, easy, easy. You'll get sick.

So, what's your name?

Uh, you can call me... Wolf.

Is that a first name or a last name?

Either.

Let's get going.

I gotta be somewhere in an hour.

So, go.

You're going with me.

Guess again.

I'm not in the mood to be called up by Search and Rescue later, ok?

I got other things to do.

Do you live around here?

Do you live around here, Wolf?

The more you talk the harder time you're going to have climbing.

And next time,

bring some water and a friend with you.

- It's safer that way. - I don't have any friends here.

Well, maybe you should make some.

So, uh... So, what's your name?

You can call me... Tiger.

Tiger... Is that a first or a last?

Neither.

And over here are duplicates of the first atomic bombs,

"Fat Man" and "Little Boy".

They were detonated over Japan, in August, 1945.

Now, these are the only two atomic weapons

ever used in warfare.

They represent one of the greatest

scientific achievements of all time.

And both bombs were designed, fabricated, and assembled

right here in Los Alamos.

They killed a lot of people, right?

Yes... And in the next room...

How many people did they kill?

It was something like 220,000.

Okay, thank you.

Sarah's dad got blown up in a war

and now he has a metal brain.

Uh, does anyone have any questions?

Does Uncle Walter make bombs?

Uncle Walter is involved in Research and Design

for National Security.

Really?

I didn't know that.

Your Uncle Walter is a group leader in W Division.

W?

But today's lab is equally involved in health,

medicine, energy, and environmental research.

- Mom? - Excuse me a minute.

I'll take care of this.

Mom?

Mom!

The baby looked very much like a mouse in every way.

He was only about two inches high

and he had a mouse's sharp nose...

I can't believe you design weapons.

Yeah, it's my job, Davey.

It's your job? That's it?

I do my best to help protect us.

To keep us safe.

We all want to be safe, don't we?

Don't we?

Safe? Is that a joke?

Before he was many days old,

he was not only looking like a mouse,

but acting like one too.

He was wearing a gray hat and carrying a small case...

Just me!

Your mom loved cocoa with marshmallows

when she was a little girl.

She was afraid of the dark.

So I used to tell her bedtime stories.

Sometimes, I would pretend