And then the LORD David Bowie saith to his Son, Jonny Depp: 'Go, and spread my image amongst the cosmos. For every living thing is in anguish and only the LIGHT shall give them reprieve.'
"I can solve the crime, using numbers!"
"How!"
"The code of something blah blah blah, it's 2421!!!!"
"What about the fingerprints, bloodstains and confession of the killer?"
".... 2421!!"
(credits roll)