"There's someone in my house, eating my birthday cake, with my family, and it's not me."
— Adam Gibson.
Michael Drucker: Suppose a ten-year-old boy is in the hospital, dying of liver cancer. Thanks to Dr. Weir's work, we can save that boy. In the next bed lies another ten-year-old boy whose parents love him just as much, only he has an inoperable brain tumor. You cannot clone a brain. The only way to save him would be to clone the whole person. How do you tell that boy's parents that we can save the first boy, but the research that would have saved their son wasn't done, because of a law passed by frightened politicians a decade ago?
Reporter: So, what does that mean? What are you going to do?
Michael Drucker: Enjoy the party.
Adam Gibson: [You] should clone yourself while you're still alive.
Michael Drucker: Why's that? So I can understand your unique perspective?
Adam Gibson: No. So that you can go fuck yourself.
