Tawny: Wow! Are you some sort of magician?
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Seth Brundle: There was an old lady who swallowed a fly, perhaps she'll die.
Seth Brundle: We'll be the ultimate family. A family of three joined together in one body. More human than I am alone.
Seth Brundle: What am I working on? Uhh... I'm working on something that will change the world, and human life as we know it.
Veronica Quaife: Something went wrong, Seth. When you went through, something went wrong.
Veronica Quaife: Great. The world's largest microwave oven. I'm glad I didn't give you my Rolex, if I had a Rolex.
Veronica Quaife: Do you normally take coffee with your sugar?
Seth Brundle: Oh, no. What's happening to me? Am I dying?
Seth Brundle: Now, you tell me. Am I different somehow? Is it live or is it Memorex?
Tawny: Wow! Are you some sort of magician?
Seth Brundle: You were right. I am diseased, and uh... it might be contagious somehow. I wouldn't want to infect you.
Stathis Borans: It could be contagious. It could turn into an epidemic.
Seth Brundle: There was an old lady who swallowed a fly, perhaps she'll die.
Seth Brundle: We'll be the ultimate family. A family of three joined together in one body. More human than I am alone.
Seth Brundle: What am I working on? Uhh... I'm working on something that will change the world, and human life as we know it.
Veronica Quaife: Something went wrong, Seth. When you went through, something went wrong.
Veronica Quaife: Great. The world's largest microwave oven. I'm glad I didn't give you my Rolex, if I had a Rolex.
Veronica Quaife: Do you normally take coffee with your sugar?
Seth Brundle: Oh, no. What's happening to me? Am I dying?
Seth Brundle: Now, you tell me. Am I different somehow? Is it live or is it Memorex?
Tawny: Wow! Are you some sort of magician?
Seth Brundle: You were right. I am diseased, and uh... it might be contagious somehow. I wouldn't want to infect you.
Stathis Borans: It could be contagious. It could turn into an epidemic.
Seth Brundle: You have to leave now, and never come back here. Have you ever heard of insect politics? Neither have I. Insects... don't have politics. They're very... brutal. No compassion, no compromise. We can't trust the insect. I'd like to become the first... insect politician. Y'see, I'd like to, but... I'm afraid, uh... Ronnie: I don't know what you're trying to say. Seth Brundle: I'm saying... I'm saying I - I'm an insect who dreamt he was a man and loved it. But now the dream is over... and the insect is awake. Ronnie: No. no, Seth... Seth Brundle: I'm saying... I'll hurt you if you stay.
Tawny: I'm afraid. Seth Brundle: Don't be afraid. Ronnie: No. Be afraid. Be very afraid.
Tawny: Are you a body builder, or something? Seth Brundle: Yeah, I build bodies. I take them apart, and put them back together again.
Veronica Quaife: I'm pregnant. Stathis Borans: Oh, no. Stathis Borans: Oh, no. Veronica Quaife: I'm pregnant with Seth's baby.
Ronnie: If you *SAW* him, Stathis, if you saw how scared and angry and desperate he is... Stathis Borans: I'm sure Typhoid Mary was a very nice person too when you saw her socially.
Veronica Quaife: You're changing Seth. Everything about you is changing. You look bad. You smell bad. Seth Brundle: I've never been much of a bather. Veronica Quaife: Those... weird hairs that were growing out of your back. I took them to a lab. I had them analyzed. Seth Brundle: The hairs? The hairs? Oh... Yeah, that's a strange thing to do. Veronica Quaife: Not as strange as the results. The guy at the lab had trouble identifying them. He finally came to the conclusion, that they were definitely not human. Seth Brundle: Oh... Very good. Veronica Quaife: Not human, Seth. In fact... very insect-like hairs.
Seth Brundle: I farm bits and pieces out to the guys who are much more brilliant than I am. I say, "build me a laser", this. "Design me a molecular analyzer", that. They do, and I just stick 'em together. But, none of them know what the project really is. So... Veronica Quaife: Wow! And, uh, the money? Bartok Science Industries Financed this? Seth Brundle: Hmm-mmm... But they leave me alone, 'cause I'm not expensive. And they know they'll end up owning it, whatever it is.
Dr. Cheevers: Listen, I don't mean to interfere, but I detect a certain... uncertainty here. You know, there are tests we can do to determine whether or not... Veronica Quaife: I don't want tests. Tests can't guarantee anything. The baby could start off normal and then become... Veronica Quaife: I want an abortion. Veronica Quaife: I'll do it myself if I have to.
Tawny: There's no elevator, I can't make it. Seth Brundle: No, there's an elevator. Seth Brundle: There, don't you feel elevated?
Seth Brundle: Brundle, Seth. Give me a disc. Uh, I need first the teleportation S. Brundle. Computer: Seth Brundle: If primary element is Brundle, what is secondary element? Computer: Secondary element is not-Brundle. Seth Brundle: Run sequence. Computer: Seth Brundle: If secondary element is fly, what happened to fly? Computer: Fusion. Seth Brundle: Assimilation? Did Brundle absorb fly? Computer: Negative. Fusion of Brundle and fly at molecular-genetic level.
Seth Brundle: Okay. Eat this, and I need an objective opinion. Seth Brundle: Yeah? Ronnie: Well, it could use some finesse, but um... it tastes like a steak. Seth Brundle: Mmm-hmm. Seth Brundle: Now, I want you to try this... teleported half. Ronnie: Oh, are you serious? A monkey just came apart in there. Seth Brundle: Baboon... Eat. Ronnie: Oh... Oh, oh, tastes funny. Seth Brundle: Funny? How? Ronnie: It tastes um... synthetic. Seth Brundle: Mmm-hmm. Ronnie: So, what have we proved? Seth Brundle: The computer is giving us its interpretation... of a steak. It's, uh translating it for us; it's rethinking it, rather than *reproducing* it, and something is getting lost in the translation. Ronnie: Me... I'm lost. Seth Brundle: The flesh. It should make the computer, uh crazy. Like those old ladies pinching babies. But it doesn't; not yet because I haven't taught the computer to be made crazy by the... Seth Brundle: flesh. The poetry of the steak. So, I'm gonna start teaching it now.
Seth Brundle: I think you're making a mistake. I think you really want to talk to me. Ronnie: Sorry, I have three other interviews to do before this party's over. Seth Brundle: Yeah, but they're not working on something that'll change the world as we know it. Ronnie: They say they are. Seth Brundle: Yeah, but they're lying. I'm not.
Dr. Cheevers: OK, what's the story? Stathis Borans: She's pregnant and she wants an abortion. Dr. Cheevers: In the middle of the night? Stathis Borans: We have good reason to think that... this... child will be deformed. Dr. Cheevers: Yeah, but in the middle of the night... Stathis Borans: Look, Brent, please. Dr. Cheevers: Is it your child? Stathis Borans: No. It's the... child of a man who is deformed. Dr. Cheevers: Look, I don't mean to interfere, but I detect a certain uncertainty here. You know, there are tests we can do that can determine whether or not... Veronica Quaife: I don't want tests. Tests can't guarantee anything. The baby could start off normal and then become... Veronica Quaife: I want an abortion. I'll do it myself if I have to.
Seth Brundle: You have to leave now, and never come back here. Have you ever heard of insect politics? Neither have I. Insects... don't have politics. They're very... brutal. No compassion, no compromise. We can't trust the insect. I'd like to become the first... insect politician. Y'see, I'd like to, but... I'm afraid, uh... Veronica Quaife: I don't know what you're trying to say. Seth Brundle: I'm saying... I'm saying I - I'm an insect who dreamt he was a man and loved it. But now the dream is over... and the insect is awake. Veronica Quaife: No. no, Seth... Seth Brundle: I'm saying... I'll hurt you if you stay.
Tawny: I'm afraid! Seth Brundle: Don't be afraid! Veronica Quaife: No. Be afraid. Be very afraid.
Seth Brundle: It's unrelenting. Every day there are changes. Every time I look in the mirror, I'm someone different, repulsive. Veronica Quaife: What happened? Seth Brundle: I know an old lady who swallowed a fly Perhaps she'll die
Seth Brundle: What's there to take? The disease has just revealed its purpose. We don't have to worry about contagion anymore... I know what the disease wants. Veronica Quaife: What does the disease want? Seth Brundle: It wants to... turn me into something else. That's not too terrible is it? Most people would give anything to be turned into something else. Veronica Quaife: Turned into what? Seth Brundle: Whaddaya think? A fly. Am I becoming a 185 pound fly? No, I'm becoming something that never existed before. I'm becoming: Brundlefly. Don't you think that's worth a Nobel Prize or two?
Veronica Quaife: If you *saw* him, Stathis, if you saw how scared and angry and desperate he is... Stathis Borans: I'm sure Typhoid Mary was a very nice person too when you saw her socially.
Veronica Quaife: You're changing Seth. Everything about you is changing. You look bad. You smell bad. Seth Brundle: I've never been much of a bather. Veronica Quaife: Those... weird hairs that were growing out of your back. I took them to a lab. I had them analyzed. Seth Brundle: The hairs? The hairs? Oh. Yeah, that's a strange thing to do. Veronica Quaife: Not as strange as the results. The guy at the lab had trouble identifying them. He finally came to the conclusion, that they were definitely not human. Seth Brundle: Oh... Very good. Veronica Quaife: Not human, Seth. In fact, very likely insect hairs.
Seth Brundle: Okay. Eat this. I need an objective opinion. Seth Brundle: Yes? Veronica Quaife: Well, it could use some finesse, but um, it tastes like a steak. Seth Brundle: Okay. Seth Brundle: Now, I want you to try this - teleported half. Veronica Quaife: Oh, are you serious? A monkey just came apart in there. Seth Brundle: Baboon. Eat. Veronica Quaife: Oh. Oh, it tastes funny. Seth Brundle: Funny? How? Veronica Quaife: It tastes um - synthetic. Seth Brundle: Mmm-hmm. Veronica Quaife: So, what have we proved? Seth Brundle: The computer is giving us its interpretation - of a steak. It's, uh translating it for us; it's rethinking it, rather than *reproducing* it, and something's getting lost in the translation. Veronica Quaife: Me. I'm lost. Seth Brundle: The flesh. It should make the computer, uh, crazy. Like those old ladies pinching babies. But it doesn't; not yet. I haven't taught the computer to be made crazy by the - Seth Brundle: flesh. The poetry of the steak. So, I'm gonna start teaching it now.
Seth Brundle: I think you're making a mistake. I think you really want to talk to me. Veronica Quaife: Sorry, I have three other interviews to do before this party's over. Seth Brundle: Yeah, but they're not working on something that'll change the world as we know it. Veronica Quaife: They say they are. Seth Brundle: Yeah, but they're lying. I'm not.
Seth Brundle: What's happening to me? Am I dying? Is this how it starts? Am I dying?
Seth Brundle: You've already seen them. I can't let you leave here alive. Veronica Quaife: I haven't seen anything. Seth Brundle: Those. Veronica Quaife: Designer phone booths? Very cute. Hey, I bet you have a really neat jukebox in here too someplace.
Veronica Quaife: I don't think I get it. What happened? Seth Brundle: You get it all right, you just can't handle it.
Veronica Quaife: Are you getting out or am I? Stathis Borans: I'll go. I have to put this issue to bed. Do you want me to come back later and tuck you in?
Veronica Quaife: I know I should've changed the lock. Stathis Borans: I know you wouldn't. Veronica Quaife: Yeah? Stathis Borans: Yeah? That's because - unconsciously, you still want me to come back, move in again. Veronica Quaife: No. That's because - *very* consciously, I'm lazy and disorganized.
Veronica Quaife: I don't want it in my body! Do you understand? I don't want it in my body!
