Carrots are orange and peas are green.

They mustn't touch.

Do you know why people like violence?

It is because it feels...good.

Humans find violence deeply satisfying.

But remove the-the satisfaction,

and the act becomes...hollow.

Turing?

Come on.

Don't be such a kike about it.

Leave him to bloody rot.

I didn't learn this on my own, of course.

I had help.

Christopher helped.

Alan, are you all right?

It's not my fault.

The carrots got in with the peas and...

I'm sorry. I won't let them do it again.

They're getting worse.

They only beat me up because I'm smarter than they are.

No, they beat you up because you're different.

Mother says I'm just an odd duck.

And she's right.

But you know, Alan,

sometimes it's the very people who no one imagines anything of

who do the things no one can imagine.

What's that you're reading?

It's about cryptography.

Like secret messages?

Not secret.

That's the brilliant part.

Messages that anyone can see, but no one knows what they mean

unless you have the key.

How's that different from talking?

-Talking? -When people talk to each other, they never say what they mean.

They say something else,

and you're expected to just know what they mean.

Only I never do.

So, how's that different?

Alan, I have a funny feeling you're going to be very good at this.

Good night, Alan.

Good night.

...is a rational number,

that the square root of two

is A over B...

where A and B are whole numbers

and B is not zero.

Mr. Turing, passing notes

are we? No, sir.

Only Turing would pass notes written in gibberish.

All right, gentlemen, do not forget your algebra over the break.

Have a pleasant holiday,

and we'll resume your irrationals when you return.

You wanted to see me, sir?

Turing. Sit down.

Something the matter?

You and Christopher Morcom are quite close.

I wouldn't say that.

Well, your mathematics teacher says the two of you are positively inseparable.

We're the best students in the class.

He caught you passing notes the other day.

Cryptography, to pass the time. The class is too simple.

You and your friend solve maths problems during maths class because the maths class is too dull?

He's not my friend.

Well, I'm told he's your only friend.

Who said that?

Something's come up concerning Morcom.

Why am I here?

Christopher is dead.

I don't understand.

His mother sent word this morning.

The family were on holiday, you see.

I don't understand.

Well, he had bovine tuberculosis,

as I'm sure he told you.

So this won't come as a shock, but...

still, all the same,

I'm sorry.

You're mistaken.

Did he not tell you?

Well, he's been sick for a long time.

He knew this was coming soon.

But he had a stiff upper lip about it. Good lad.

-Are you all right, Turing? -Yes. Of course.

Like I said, I didn't know him very well.

Ah. I see.

Very well.

May I leave, Headmaster?