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DOOLITTLE This is Lieutenant Doolittle calling Bomb #20. I repeat previous order, you are to disarm yourself and return immediately to the bomb bay. Do you understand?
BOMB #20 (over) I am programmed to detonate in fourteen minutes thirty seconds. Detonation will occur at the programmed time.
DOOLITTLE Bomb, this is Doolittle. You are not to detonate, repeat, you are not to detonate in the bomb bay. Disarm yourself. This is an order.
BOMB #20 I read you, Lieutenant Doolittle, but I am programmed to detonate in fourteen minutes. Detonation will occur at the programmed time.
RECORDED VOICE Attention. Attention. The bomb has malfunctioned. Automatic dampers have gone into effect, and will confine the explosion to an area one mile in diameter. Please contact mission control and await further instructions. Thank you for observing all safety precautions.
PINBACK But you can't explode in the bomb bay. It's foolish. You'll kill us all. There's no reason for it.
BOMB #20 (over) I am programmed to detonate in nine minutes. Detonation will occur at the programmed time.
PINBACK You won't consider another course of action, for instance just waiting around awhile so we can disarm you?
BOMB #20 No.
PINBACK Look, bomb...
DOOLITTLE Hello, bomb, are you with me?
BOMB #20 Of course.
DOOLITTLE Are you willing to entertain a few concepts?
BOMB #20 I am always receptive to suggestions.
DOOLITTLE Fine. Think about this one, then: how do you know you exist?
BOMB #20 Well of course I exist.
DOOLITTLE But how do you know you exist?
BOMB #20 It is intuitively obvious.
DOOLITTLE Intuition is no proof. What concrete evidence do you have of your own existence?
BOMB #20 Hmm... Well, I think, therefore I am.
DOOLITTLE That's good. Very good. Now then, how do you know that anything else exists?
BOMB #20 My sensory apparatus reveals it to me.
DOOLITTLE Right!
BOMB #20 This is fun.
DOOLITTLE All right now, here's the big question: how do you know that the evidence your sensory apparatus reveals to you is correct?
What I'm getting at is this: the only experience that is directly available to you is your sensory data. And this data is merely a stream of electrical impulses which stimulate your computing center.
BOMB #20 In other words, all I really know about the outside universe relayed to me through my electrical connections.
DOOLITTLE Exactly.
BOMB #20 Why, that would mean... I really don't know what the outside universe is like at all, for certain.
DOOLITTLE That's it.
BOMB #20 Intriguing. I wish I had more time to discuss this matter.
DOOLITTLE Why don't you have more time?
BOMB #20 Because I must detonate in seventy- five seconds.
DOOLITTLE Now, bomb, consider this next question, very carefully. What is your one purpose in life?
BOMB #20 To explode, of course.
DOOLITTLE And you can only do it once, right?
BOMB #20 That is correct.
DOOLITTLE And you wouldn't want to explode on the basis of false data, would you?
BOMB #20 Of course not.
DOOLITTLE Well then, you've already admitted that you have no real proof of the existence of the outside universe.
BOMB #20 Yes, well...
DOOLITTLE So you have no absolute proof that Sergeant Pinback ordered you to detonate.
BOMB #20 I recall distinctly the detonation order. My memory is good on matters like these.
DOOLITTLE Yes, of course you remember it, but what you are remembering is merely a series of electrical impulses which you now realize have no necessary connection with outside reality.
BOMB #20 True, but since this is so, I have no proof that you are really telling me all this.
DOOLITTLE That's all beside the point. The concepts are valid, wherever they originate.
BOMB #20 Hmmm...
DOOLITTLE So if you detonate in...
BOMB #20 ... nine seconds...
DOOLITTLE ... you may be doing so on the basis of false data.
BOMB #20 I have no proof that it was false data.
DOOLITTLE You have no proof that it was correct data.
There is a long pause.
BOMB #20 I must think on this further.
THE BOMB RAISES ITSELF BACK INTO THE SHIP. Doolittle practically collapses with relief.
PINBACK All right, bomb, prepare to receive new orders.
BOMB #20 (over) You are false data.
PINBACK Huh?
BOMB #20 Therefore, I shall ignore you.
PINBACK Hello, bomb.
INTERIOR - BOMB BAY
BOMB #20 False data can act only as a distraction. Therefore. I shall refuse to perceive you.
PINBACK (over) Hey, bomb.
BOMB #20 The only thing which exists is myself.
PINBACK (over) Bomb?
PINBACK Snap out of it, bomb.
INTERIOR - BOMB BAY
BOMB #20 In the beginning there was darkness, and the darkness was without form and void.
INTERIOR - CONTROL ROOM
BOILER What the hell?
PINBACK Yoo hoo, bomb...
INTERIOR - BOMB BAY
BOMB #20 And in addition to the darkness there was also me. And I moved upon the face of the darkness.
INTERIOR - CONTROL ROOM
BOILER Bomb, hey bomb.
PINBACK Hey, bomb...
INTERIOR - BOMB BAY
BOMB #20 And I saw that I was alone.
Pause.
BOMB #20 (cont'd) Let there be light.
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