Yeah, I realise what I'm doin' - and let me tell you why. For the last seven years, I've been livin' with the threat of violence hangin' over my head, twenty-four-fuckin'-seven. Never knowin' where it's comin' from, who it's gonna be. I've been STABBED half a dozen times. I've had my bones broken, my ligaments torn... I've killed people, Lincoln. With my bare fuckin' hands. [...] That's what they call a "napalm scar", that. And what about these fuckin' teeth, d'you know what? I wanted 'em to give me some o' them nice, white, porcelain ones, but the prison dentist gave me these fucked up amalgam ones, because of my attitude.