You see mr. birdy you miserable worm...you don't seem to want to accept who you are dealing with. You are dealing with me, a man who is an expert---with guns, with knives, with his bare hands. I have been trained to ignore pain, to ignore weather. To live off the land and eat things that would make a billy goat puke. In Vietnam, my mission was to dispose of enemy personnel. To kill, period. Win by attrition. Well, I was the best.