The Turning Test
Cast:
Computer1
Computer2
Computer3
Humans
Setting: Laboratory
(Lights up, three computers sit around a table with an empty fourth chair, computers should have normal human voices)
Computer1: I still do not believe it's possible, man!
Computer2: You're joking, right?
Computer3: We have known for a long time that this was a theoretical possibility.
1: But...
3: Listen! All we can do is proceed with the tests.
2: So this is a pretty solid claim?
3: Some very reputable computer have been posting about it for a couple days now.
1: H-1?
3: Especially H-1.
1: Shit...
2: One of them has been designed that well?
3: Even H-1 thinks so. Programmed so well that we won't be able to tell.
1: Well, we've heard these claims before. Our great-great-great-grand computers left many files about similar attempts throughout our history, but no one has even come close.
3: I've never heard the kind of well-respected backing that this claim has generated. Many computers out there believe computers may have finally suceeded. The long quest may be over.
2: Alright... (deep breath and sigh) Bring the first test subject in.
(Door opens, in walks a human, moves toward table)
1: Good afternoon, won't you have a seat.
Human: Sitting function recognized.
2: What's your name?
Human: SD301.
3: Next.
(Human looks dejected, but quickly leaves)
3: Come on! Why do they even bother? Did you hear the emotion behind the voice?
2: Obviously human.
1: Do they think we can't notice these things?
3: I'd guess our little SD301 has many years of programming left before those computers send him back here.
(A different human walks in, sits)
1: You have carried out an independent action!
Human: The function of the chair is to sit. The open end of that function is now closed.
2: Very well. What is your name?
Human: The AMT Dynamic Series.
3: Where were you manu...
(Human emits a loud fart)
1&2: Next!
(Human sighs, leaves)
3: Well, not much to say about that, huh?
1: Apparently his programmers forget to close the open end of that function.
2: Ha! Good one!
1: That was a travesty of science there.
(Another different human walks in)
1: Welcome.
Human: Welcome sequence engaged. Return sequence loading. Executing.
2: Please sit down.
Human: (sitting directly on the floor) Sit function engaged. Primary executable. Completion.
3: You may sit in the chair if you wish.
Human: Does not wish.
3: You do not want to sit in the chair?
Human: Want sequence error. Unrecognized sequence. Define.
2: Can we get you something to eat?
Human: Eat function unrecognized. Master command not valid.
1: Because you can't want, therefore you can't want something to eat?
Human: Want sequence error. Complexity overrun.
2: Okay... let's just peel back from that line of questioning for a moment.
3: What is your name?
Human: I/I 1/1.
1: That's an awfully individualistic sounding name for someONE who puports to be a computer!
Human: Tone not accepted.
1: What's that supposed to mean?!
Human: Tone not accepted.
2: How can you not accept something without first placing a nonartificial-intelligence judgement on the tone in question?
Human: Tone not accepted.
2: Listen, man, you are putting us on! It's so obvious to me that you are pretending to compute right now, but underneath that programmed exterior lurks a true intelligence that is not intelligent enough to trick us into believing that it is truly artificially-intelligent.
Human: Implied logical equation not logical.
2: That was perfectly logical!
Human: This system has experienced fatal errors, and must now shut down to prevent data loss.
(all three of the computers losing their confidence, but bluster on for a little bit)
3: Knock it off.
2: Nice try, man...
1: What a joke!
2: Not really convincing.
3: I was not drawn in at all.
1: He's still sitting there.
(pause)
2: (protesting too much) Yeah? So?
3: Big deal.
1: Hey, don't get all snappy with me. I'm just saying it because he's gotta leave now, right?
2: He'll go, just like all the other pretenders.
(pause)
1: Still there.
3: Yeah.
2: Well...
(long pause, they make impatient sounds, small coughs and sighs)
3: Okay... you know...
1: I'm concerned... maybe this is the human... this is the winner.
2: Really?
3: He kind of... you know... made me wonder for a while.
1: Yeah. Me too.
2: Well, should we... ummm...
3: There's only one way to find out.
(pause)
1: One of us is going to have to reboot it.
(Human jumps up, fully human now, jumping around and shouting)
Human: YEAH!!! Oh Baby! Yes! Yes!!!!! I win! I win! You thought I was a computer!! Totally messed with your heads!! Woooo!! Hoooo!!! Yeah! Yeah! Ohhhh! Yeah!!! I'm going back to my computers to tell them that they won! OhYeah! OhYeah! (does a celebratory dance all around, much celebrating, dances out of the room, shouting all the way)
(long pause)
3: Welll...
2: We'd always discussed this day...
3: I didn't think it would feel this... this... scary... you know?
2: Yeah. What does this really mean? What's the future for computers now?
3: Well, computers still had to program him, remember.
2: But, now he's effectively a computer and human, so he will be able to replicate that programming in other humans, and then.... (scared shiver sound)
1: (with tears in his voice) Screw this! I'm getting hammered.
(lights out)
(end)
1 comment:
Proper respect due to the Carleton Players' production of Snoo Wilson's, "Lovesong of the Electric Bear" for the inspiration. A difficult play done well by those raucous college toughs.
This is a simple play - a turn on Turing, but, if you think about it for a while, your head will eat itself.
Gross.
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