Chucked it. Well, that hurts my feelings.

Why are you being such a jerk? Because you're my best friend and you hurt my feelings! Well, you're my best friend and you hurt my feelings!

Oh, yes, he was in quite a bit of pain. His right arm.

What the hell are you saying Doss? You bruised half your body sleeping. I sleep pretty hard.

So fixing their hearts is worth breaking mine? It's kind of worth it. He can do like six operations a day.

You had just broken my heart. I made a decision I was in no condition to make.

Why'd you give up photography? Was it too hard to continue shooting after you had broken his heart?

Yeah, do you want to break a dying woman's heart? You're dying?

You broke my heart. You know how many women I had to sleep with to get over you?

Put that down! The only souvenirs we collect here are bloody knuckles and broken bones.

Arrows and sabers, I can withstand, but the gout, it's a curse from the Eternal Blue Sky.

Okay. Promise me you'll never tell Chandler. It'll really hurt his pride.

We got one good target, gentlemen. Do not shoot my Raptors. Please.

Leonard! I hurt myself again. Excuse me, I have to go take some pictures.

I am certain, we can find other service men with wounds similar to yours who'll consider being a part of this program an honor.

Oh, that's right. They stuck their noses into other people's worlds and got fatally injured.

Well, not at first, but it was very intricate work and they said even though they lost their sight, it was all worth it.

Well, this morning when we didn't think the rose could be for you, it seemed like maybe it hurt your feelings. I guess. A little.

Hey. Oh hey. I'd shake your hand, but I'm really into the game. Plus, I think it'd be better for my ego if we didn't stand right next to each other.

Then we aren't really making the decision; the data is. So we can hurt our friends' feelings without taking any responsibility? Me likey.