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The Bletchley Circle: San Francisco 1×5

Iris: Well... speaking of dough... Here's a dollar. Home by 10:30.

Millie: Oh, come on, Jean. There's a reason they call this the New World. It's a chance to reinvent yourself.
Jean: I'm perfectly satisfied with the current model, thank you very much.

Hailey: I think it's kinda like sausage.
Iris: Sausage?
Hailey: Yeah, like we made on the farm. We knew, if folks were gonna enjoy the end-product...
Iris: Oh. They couldn't see it getting made.
Hailey: Bingo.

Ray: You know you can turn this thing into a stereophonic turntable?
Hailey: Sure I know that, I just don't want to! My records aren't stereo and mono increases the decibels without sacrificing sound quality. Cut the gas now!

Jean: For this code, I'm inclined to use lex parsimoniae.
Hailey: Lex what?
Iris: "Law of Parsimony."
Jean: According to William of Ockham, the hypothesis requiring the fewest assumptions should be selected.

Jean: Wrap it.
Hailey: What are you talking about?
Jean: A possible scytale code...
Iris: Scytale is a simple transposition cipher, used by the ancient Greeks and Spartans. It's how military commanders would communicate with their front lines during battle.
Jean: First, a band of parchment gets wrapped around a rod, then the message gets written. And when the band of paper is unrolled, it becomes ciphertext.
Iris: The trick then is to have a baton in the battlefield that matches the sender's.

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Hailey: What's 42?
Millie: I don't know, but... but the meeting's tonight.

Iris: "Cozy room available in a fun, breezy warehouse space." A good start.
Hailey: What do you mean "start"? ...
Iris: Hailey, it's great that you're looking for better roommates, but when you write "fun," a girl will read that as another word for "noisy." And, uh, "cozy," she'll think "small." "Breezy..."
Hailey: Sounds like a hurricane comes through every night. I got it...

Hailey: Bottom to top? How do you read that way?
Iris: I'm not reading. I'm detecting anomaly, which the eye does faster when the mind isn't trying to make sense of the words.
Hailey: "Think less, do more." Huh.

Iris: Cracked it.
Hailey: Didn't take long.
Iris: Well, it's just a simple Caesar cipher... every letter transposed three letters ahead... "A" is "D," "B" is "E."
Hailey: Smart.
Iris: Gaius Julius thought so. It's one of the oldest ciphers in history, simple enough for the average person to use.

Edward: In the eyes of the law, I'm also breaking one.
Millie: And what have you done?
Edward: It's not what I've done. It's who I am.

Hailey: How would you know this?
Jean: I worked for a man who kept me on for a few years after the war. A brilliant cryptographer... He'd cracked the Enigma code, invented computing devices... and... and he loved men.
Hailey: Here, that's a crime.
Jean: Well, yes, it is back in Britain, too. Like the codes he cracked, he was hidden in plain sight, until the police found out. He'd called them because he'd been robbed by one of his, um, visiting gentleman. When the world saw him for what he was... they destroyed him.

Hailey: Look at this one... "loves to converse."
Iris: Uh, that means "insufferably opinionated."
Hailey: Or this one... "easy-going."
Iris: That means "slovenly as hell."

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