1900's Final Monologue
1900: You rolled out in front of me a keyboard of millions of keys, millions and billions of keys that never end. And that's the truth Max, that they never end. That keyboard is infinite... and if that keyboard is infinite, then on that keyboard there is no music you can play. You're sitting on the wrong bench... That is God's piano.
Max missed his chance here. He should have replied.
"Sometimes just have to listen, 1900. That's all most of us can do."