"You said the ship was listing to port?"
"Yes."
"And that there was an incline from bow to stern?"
"Yes."
"So the ship sank stern first?"
"Yes."
"Not bow first?"
"No."
"You are sure? There was a slope from the front of the ship to the back?"
"Yes."
"Did the ship hit another ship?"
"I didn't see another ship."
"Did it hit any other object?"
"Not that I saw."
"Did it run aground?"
"No, it sank out of sight."
"You were not aware of mechanical problems after leaving Manila?"
"No."
"Did it appear to you that the ship was properly loaded?"
"It was my first time on a ship. I don't know what a properly loaded ship should look like."
"You believe you heard an explosion?"
"Yes."
"Any other noises?"
"A thousand."
"I mean that might explain the sinking."
"No."
"You said the ship sank quickly."
"Yes."
"Can you estimate how long it took?"
"It's hard to say. Very quickly. I would think less than twenty minutes."
"And there was a lot of debris?"
"Yes."
"Was the ship struck by a freak wave?"
"I don't think so."
"But there was a storm?"
"The sea looked rough to me. There was wind and rain."
"How high were the waves?"
"High. Twenty-five, thirty feet."
"That's quite modest, actually."
"Not when you're in a lifeboat."
"Yes, of course. But for a cargo ship."
"Maybe they were higher. I don't know. The weather was bad enough to scare me witless, that's all I know for sure."
"You said the weather improved quickly. The ship sank and right after it was a beautiful day, isn't that what you said?"
"Yes."
"Sounds like no more than a passing squall."
"It sank the ship."
"That's what we're wondering."
"My whole family died."
"We're sorry about that."
"Not as much as I am."
"So what happened, Mr. Patel? We're puzzled Everything was normal and then…？"
"Then normal sank."
"Why?"
"I don't know. You should be telling me. You're the experts. Apply your science."
"We don't understand."
[Long silence]
Mr. Chiba: <translation>"Now what?"
Mr. Okamoto: "We give up. The explanation for the sinking of the Tsimtsum is at the bottom of the Pacific."
[Long silence]
Mr. Okamoto: "Yes, that's it. Let's go.</translation> Well, Mr. Patel, I think we have all we need. We thank you very much for your cooperaticon. You've been very, very helpful."
"You're welcome. But before you go, I'd like to ask you something."
"Yes?"
"The Tsimtsum sank on July 2nd, 1977."
"Yes."
"And I arrived on the coast of Mexico, the sole human surviwor of the Tsimtsum, on February 14th, 1978."
"That's right."
"I told you two stories that account for the 227 days in between."
"Yes, you did."
"Neither explains the sinking of the Tsimtsum."
"That's right."
"Neither makes a factual difference to you."
"That's true."
"You can't prove which story is true and which is not. You must take my word for it."
"I guess so."
"In both stories the ship sinks, my entire family dies, and I suffer."
"Yes, that's true."
"So tell me, since it makes no factual difference to you and you can't prove the question either way, which story do you prefer? Which is the better story, the story with animals or the story without animals?"
Mr. Okamoto: "That's an interesting question…"
Mr. Chiba: "The story with animals."
Mr. Okamoto: <translation>"Yes.</translation> The story with animals is the better story."
Pi Patel: "Thank you. And so it goes with God."
[Silence]
Mr. Chiba: <translation>"What did he just say?"
Mr. Okamoto: "I don't know."
Mr. Chiba: "Oh look—he's crying."</translation>