Another day, another dinosaur driven to extinction by his own actions. This one happens to have a Nobel Prize under his belt (proof that being one of science's brightest minds doesn't make you the sharpest tool in the lab).
“Let me tell you about my trouble with girls. Three things happen when they are in the lab: You fall in love with them, they fall in love with you, and when you criticize them they cry.”
There is so much wrong with those two sentences, I could write a thesis, but I'll endeavour to be concise.
The fact that Hunt uses the term "girls" is telling in itself. As is the assumption that when the opposite sex works together, it's inevitable that lust will happen, making a professional relationship impossible.
Sure, it's entirely plausible that Hunt has previously become romantically involved with colleagues in the past. Yet generalizing the fate of all professionals is just gross and incredibly patronizing to men and women alike. It's hardly an argument to keep women out of the field.
And as to the point about women being weepy hormonal messes, who can't take criticism and don't belong in 'serious' careers like Science, I have a few choice words for you, Mr Hunt, and I'm afraid they're not fit to print.