Last Scene - an art work by T Newfields

Ying: In some ways, our whole lives are like scripted roles.
Frida: Precisely. And it seems that we are only dimly aware of the roles we are playing.
Satoru: (munching on some potato chips) Why this intellectualization? Isn't it a waste of time?
Satoru: Well, imagine a machine with no knowledge of its own design? To what extent would such a machine actually be 'alive'?