[snort] bicycle's more your speed. You need a motorbike. Like the Hell's Angels or the Sons of Anarchy. You don't look like an Anarchist anti-christ at all. I'll get you a leather jacket for Christmas. That's a start. Then you need a tattoo. I busted lots of bikers. Put on fifty pounds in the gut-

[he taps his own gut] and shave your head. then you can ride the motorcycle.


[Hoffman's hair is tostled and he looks...doped up. Ironically he looks incredibly relaxed and calm at the same time. His hand is bandaged and he's sitting up in bed.

He glares.]

...'m fine. What should I do. Do I not look fine? I think 'm fine.