Dad: "Zombies don't really exist Ben".
Ben: "I mean like Frankenstein."
Dad: "What about intelligent machines?"
Ben: "What would they be made of?"
Dad: "They could be non-living and living both, but really it's all atoms."
Ben: "I'm going to name my atoms. This one is Bob. Oh, wait, this one is Bob. I'll call this one Sam. No, I used Sam for my forehead atom. I know ... Adam!"