:23:02
You're acting like a bloody lunatic.
:23:18
If this weren't the middle of nowhere,
I'd say you were lost.
:23:21
- Hi. Is this Sam Toomey's house?
- It is. I'm his wife.
:23:25
Well, is he around?
:23:27
'Cause I'd kinda like to talk to him.
:23:29
I'd like that too,
:23:31
but Sam's been dead for four years.
:23:36
Your husband worked
with a guy I know, Leonard Simms.
:23:40
That's right.
They served together in the U.S. Navy.
:23:43
How is Leonard?
:23:45
Still in the service?
:23:47
Uh, he's, um... retired.
:23:52
Anyway, he told me about Sam...
:23:56
...hearing something.
:24:00
- You're talking about the numbers.
- Yes.
:24:03
The numbers. Exactly.
:24:05
Do you know anything about them?
:24:08
Sam and Leonard were stationed
at a listening post
:24:12
monitoring long-wave transmissions
out of the Pacific.
:24:15
Boring job. Sam hated it.
:24:18
Nothing to do but listen to static,
night after night.
:24:22
Until one night,
about 16 years ago,
:24:26
there's something in the static.
:24:29
A voice comes through,
:24:30
a voice repeating those numbers
:24:34
over and over again.
:24:39
Couple of days later,
we're at the fair in Kalgoorlie,
:24:43
and some wally there's got this jar,
must have been big as a pony.
:24:47
It's filled to the rim with beans.
Fella's offering 50 grand to anyone
:24:50
able to guess how many beans
were in that jar within ten.
:24:55
- Sam used the numbers.
- Yep.
:24:58
The answer was exact to the bean.