oppenheimer: “no! the atomic bomb killed my father!”

einsein: “no oppenheimer. i AM your father”

*credits.*

the crowd goes wild. popcorn and sno caps flying everywhere. a few of the audience members cry into their $17 small sodas. chris nolan comes out from a side door and supplies everyone in attendance with an impossible to solve, absolutely nonsensical riddle that actually turns out to be a math problem that implodes and creates a singularity event 32 minutes after reception.