Seth Brundle: I was not pure. The teleporter insists on inner pure. I was not pure.
Ronnie: I don’t know what you mean.
Seth Brundle: A fly… got into the… transmitter pod with me that first time, when I was alone. The computer… got confused – there weren’t supposed to be two separate genetic patterns – and it decided to… uhh… splice us together. It mated us, me and the fly. We hadn’t even been properly introduced.
OK, I’ve seen Madonna in concert and that’s NOT Madonna! Oh, wait…
What’ll the babies look like?
That IS the baby.
OH GOD!
EXACTLY.
Seth Brundle: I was not pure. The teleporter insists on inner pure. I was not pure.
Ronnie: I don’t know what you mean.
Seth Brundle: A fly… got into the… transmitter pod with me that first time, when I was alone. The computer… got confused – there weren’t supposed to be two separate genetic patterns – and it decided to… uhh… splice us together. It mated us, me and the fly. We hadn’t even been properly introduced.
that always struck me as weird, I mean, if it can’t keep two organisms separate, how can you expect it to keep your organs separate?