Manhattan

Previously on "Manhattan"...

You're building an atomic bomb.

What I would like is my share of the plutonium.

If Frank could prove that implosion was more than a fairy tale,

- I'd give him all the plutonium he wants. - Fine.

I don't feel bad for you. I feel bad for those suckers

in your group that you're taking down with you.

Get home safe.

I don't know what's gotten into him since we've gotten here.

Half the time he's brooding

and the other half he can't keep his hands to himself.

You've got to help me, Frank. Please, I'm not a spy.

Sid Liao is not a traitor.

48 hours ago, our group was on the chopping block.

Now we're back in this office.

You said you would protect Sid.

Your group is intact. You got what you asked for.

Outside parties have taken an interest in your man.

Technically you're nowhere talking to no one.

I'm not a spy.

The plutonium will remain with Dr. Akley's group.

He's got my sidearm.

Hey, whoa, whoa, buddy.

Show me your pass.

What did I do?

Private Dunlavey.

- Ready, sir. - Get your trunks.

Colonel's been waiting.

I didn't know I was supposed to pack.

Am I being discharged?

You'll swim out to the middle.

I don't swim well. It's...

It's landlocked where I'm from.

Then you'll be the first guy in history to drown in the desert.

Private, I need a full report of what happened at the gate.

What, here?

It was 1900 hours.

I saw that the driver had a weapon

and I didn't have time to think, sir.

Maybe I could have disarmed him

or shot to wound.

You fired on a civilian, soldier.

I need answers, not questions.

Sir, I was afraid for the safety of my fellow soldier.

Dunlavey, you are hereby promoted to the rank of E3

for bravery against enemy attack.

Effective today, you'll work in my office

reporting directly to me.

I... I don't understand, sir.

Walls in this base are so thin they don't need ears.

When the rest of the Hill finds out that you pulled the trigger,

people are gonna come to you with questions.

- I expect you to tell the truth. - Yes, sir. Of course.

You ensured the safety of this base.

Sid Liao attempted to abscond with highly classified materials

which you personally recovered from under the floor mats.

Sir, we searched Liao's car.

That's right, Private First Class.

You did.

Manhattan 1x03 The Hive

Attention. Your attention, please.

A secure community is a productive community.

We are a community at war.

After the events of this week,

the army is instituting new directives

of compartmentalization

to ensure the continued security of our work

and of the citizens in our care.

From this day forward,

each worker will have access to the information required

to carry out his duties and nothing more.

All residents and workers regardless of clearance level

are now subject to random searches.

Socializing with persons outside of this community

is prohibited.

Concerned citizens should report any suspicious activity

to the security office.

These measures will reinforce a sense of privacy

and peace of mind this community enjoys.

Any failure to adhere to these policies

will be deemed a violation of the Federal Espionage Act.

Cooperation is appreciated.

Doesn't look like much,

but I supposed bees aren't choosy.

There's a swarm over in the cottonwoods by the PX.

Can't you just spray them?

Oh, it's not a trap. It's an artificial hive.

- I want to study them. - Oh.

I've been meaning to drop by and apologize.

I... about the other night.

- Frank's not very good at... - Socializing?

I found this after our dinner.

Does it belong to your daughter?

It was a present from her aunt.

Where on earth did you find it?

In my dresser drawer stuck to a brassier.

Well, Callie will be so grateful.

Wonder who they're gonna murder today.

The whole thing is horrible.

But they say the spy had a gun.

The spy was a 26-year-old boy from Frank's group.

Sorry.

What are we supposed to do with it?

Someone should reach out to Annie.

The army would approve a call to Mussolini before Sid Liao's wife.

Well, the army can approve my dick.

Sorry.

Sid loaned me his toothbrush once.

Really? That's repulsive.

Someone stole mine.

I'm just saying, I lived two doors down from the guy.

- How did we not see this coming? - Because he wasn't a spy.

What's the difference now?

The difference is now this entire godforsaken group

is gonna have its bunks tossed every night.

No, not the guy who sold him out.

For the 100th time, Meeks...

Someone reported him to the army.

You'd sell yourself out if you thought it would help your career.

You know what? If I had overturned a spook,

I wouldn't feel one ounce of guilt.

They found stolen files in his car.

An MP told me.

What do you think they did with the body?

Who's covering the spectrum analysis?

That was Sid's project.

Now it's yours.

Who's been in my office?

It was just cat nap and it was two weeks ago.

The shockwave analysis,

X-ray studies, tamper design, they're all gone.

Those were all Sid's assignments.

Goddamn army.

I heard he was a commie

Spy or not, I don't love the idea of some yahoo at the gate

playing jury and executioner.

From now on we're supposed to call plutonium "product."

And the code for uranium is "tube alloy."

I gave Martha a little tube alloy last night.

Does the army have a code for "I can't hear myself think"?

What say I buy you a sandwich, Charles?

You've worked through lunch every day this week.

Dr. Akley asked me to calculate

the exact velocity of every neutron in Thin Man.

Diffusion alone could take a month.

You know, Reed Akley was my graduate advisor at Chicago.

Start of the semester he handed me a problem to work on,

and after a week with no sleep,

I realized it was basically Fermat's Last Theorem.

Completely unsolvable.

Akley was hazing me.

I've known fellas like you.

You beat the Jew quotas.

You slip in the faculty club with a blazer and a smile.

You spent your whole life fighting your way to the top of the mountain.

Take a look around.

This group in this room,

it's Everest.

Quit acting like a Sherpa.

Hey, Captain Marvel. Finally got something to write home about, huh?

What went through your head when you shot him?

Who told you it was me?

We know what went through the Jap's head.

He was Chinese.

Buddy who was at Attu Island told me brains

smell like circus peanuts. Is that true?

I don't know. I've never been to the circus.

God damn, Iowa.

Already popped a spy this week.

You gonna pop your cherry, too?

Corps of Engineers sent me to the security offices.

Security sent me to G2.

G2 sent me back to the engineers.

Franz Kafka ought to sue the US Army for plagiarism.

Where are the files?

The army has taken a fine-toothed comb

to everything Sid Liao touched.

It could be two weeks before we get 'em back.

- It could be two months. - Goddamn test blew up in our face.

Without those files, we'll never figure out why.

Well, all the king's horses and all the king's men...

Listen, there's another way.

Akley's guys.

They ran their own shockwave studies.

Detonated everything that wasn't nailed to the ground.

We can move forward using their math.

That's a bullshit waste of time.

Akley understands the situation we're in, okay?

Just pay him a visit.

Kiss the ring if you have to.

Otherwise, that kid, he died for nothing.

Here you go.

I'm here to see Reed Akley.

You've been guarding this post since April.

How many times have you seen me walk through it?

That was before the incident at the gate.

You need a new pass from the security office.

That could take a week.

Here.

Here's 10 ration stamps. Go get him.