[Nabs an ashtray off of the table to jam another cigarette in it; he's been doing two to three an hour.] Che!

Fine. Be optimistic if that's what's good for you. I told you to do the getting better part, so that's just following orders... But if you're not gonna be able to do at least that much, you should let me know. I'm pretty damned amazing, you know. Do you know how many geniuses I own? I've got a crack team working on immor-fucking-tality, so putting someone on task fixing you if you can't do it yourself, even with your money and your doctors... that'd practically be nothing for someone as awesome as me.