[After sending a baboon through the telepods, only to have it emerge as a bloody, malformed mess] [recording him with a camera]

We've gotta do this, Seth. Talk to the tape. Get in the habit. The world will want to know what you're thinking--

[angrily]

"****" is what I'm thinking!

Good... The world will want to know that... What else? Why didn't it work?

[more calmly]

I think it turned the baboon inside-out.

Why?

It can't cope with the flesh. It only seems to work on inanimate objects; nothing that's living. Must be my fault.

Why?

Computers are dumb. They only know what you tell them. I must not know enough about the flesh myself. I'm gonna have to learn. [is silent for a moment] I don't wanna talk now.
[Ronnie turns off the camera and sadly watches him leave]