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Man 1 : It's not enough Hansen won the Carnegie Scholarship.
Man 2 : No, he has to have it all for himself.
Bender : It's the first time the
Carnegie prize has been split. Hansen's
all bent.
Neilson : Rumor is he's got
his sights set on Wheeler
Lab, the new military think tank at M.I.T.
Bender : They're only taking one this
year. Hansen's used to being picked first.
Neilson : Oh, yeah, he's wasted on math.
He should be running for president.
John : There could be a mathematical
explanation for how bad your tie is.
Neilson : Thank you. Neilson, symbol cryptography.
Bender : Neils here broke a Jap code.
Helped rid the world of fascism. At least that's what he tells the girls, eh,
Neils ? The name's Bender. Atomic physics. And you are ?
Sol : Am I late ?
Bender : Yes ? Mr. Sol.
Sol : Oh, good. Uh, hi. Sol. Richard
Sol.
Hansen : The burden of genius.
Bender : There he is.
Hansen : So many supplicants, and so little time. Mr. Sol.
Sol : How are you, sir ?
Hansen : Ah, Bender. Nice to see you.
Bender : Congratulations, Mr. Hansen.
Hansen : Ah, thank you. I'll take another.
John : Excuse me ?
Hansen : A thousand pardons. I simply assumed you were the waiter.
Neilson : Play nice, Hansen.
Bender : Nice is not Hansen's strong suit.
Hansen : Honest mistake.
John : Well, Martin Hansen. It is Martin, isn't it ?
Hansen : Why, yes, John, it is.
John : I imagine you're getting quite
used to miscalculation. I've read your pre-prints-- Both of them. The one on
Nazi ciphers, and the other one on non-linear equations, and I am supremely
confident that there is not a single seminal or innovative idea in either one of
them. Enjoy your punch.
Hansen : Gentlemen, meet John Nash, the
mysterious West Virginia genius. The other winner of the distinguished Carnegie
Scholarship.
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