"Sol Robeson: This is insanity, Max. Max Cohen: Or maybe it's genius! I have to get that number. Sol Robeson: Hold on! You have to slow down. You're losing it. You have to take a breath. Listen to yourself. You're connecting a computer bug I had with a computer bug you might have had and some religious hogwash. If you want to find the number 216 in the world, you will be able to find it everywhere: 216 steps from your street corner to your front door, 216 seconds you spend riding in the elevator. When your mind becomes obsessed with anything, you will filter everything else out and find that thing everywhere: 320, 450, 22, whatever. You've chosen 216, and you will find it everywhere in nature. But Max, as soon as you discard scientific rigor, you are no longer a mathematician—you're a numerologist."