RIP Ray Charles

[urb]

Murph: Tell me a little about this electric piano, Ray.
Ray: Ah you have a good eye my man. That's the best in the city of Chicago.
Jake: How much?
Ray: Two thousand bucks and it's yours. You can take it home with you. As a matter of fact I'll throw the black keys in for free.
Jake: Two thousand for this chunk o'shit? Come on Ray.
Murph: I mean really Ray, it's used, there's no action left in this keyboard.
[Ray comes out from behind the counter and sits at the piano]
Ray: Excuse me, I don't think there's anything wrong with the action on this piano.

RIP Ray.