You don't know the half of it. [He rolled his eyes.] I have spares- just in case. Fake ones. Believe me, I've been stabbed in the heart once before. I'm not as stupid as I look. [No, just stubborn. Prone to biting off more than he can chew...
He grabs her hands suddenly, some weird connection struck by that revelation.] Don't. Okay? If I wanted someone who never screwed up, I've got a catalog of bimbos I could call up outta nowhere. You want a real Hallmark moment? Scars mean you survived something- the only people without 'em are people who don't do shit to get them or the guys who didn't live long enough to talk about 'em. The real screw-up is a guy so friggin' stuck up his own ass, he lets people like two dumb hicks from Kansas get the better of 'em and it doesn't ever occur to him that being a stupid, stubborn jackass might be the key to his own friggin' doom.
[He pauses] I said I was hard to kill. I didn't say it was hard to get the better of me... That's another thing between you and me, though. ...Okay, so maybe I am as stupid as I look.
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He grabs her hands suddenly, some weird connection struck by that revelation.] Don't. Okay? If I wanted someone who never screwed up, I've got a catalog of bimbos I could call up outta nowhere. You want a real Hallmark moment? Scars mean you survived something- the only people without 'em are people who don't do shit to get them or the guys who didn't live long enough to talk about 'em. The real screw-up is a guy so friggin' stuck up his own ass, he lets people like two dumb hicks from Kansas get the better of 'em and it doesn't ever occur to him that being a stupid, stubborn jackass might be the key to his own friggin' doom.
[He pauses] I said I was hard to kill. I didn't say it was hard to get the better of me... That's another thing between you and me, though. ...Okay, so maybe I am as stupid as I look.