Sorry, but we've got no proper anesthetic.

Had to get that bleeding stopped.

The slug passed clean through, but it made a nasty hole where it came out the front, beneath your collarbone.

(Soberingly / Warmly)

You're lucky to be alive, mate.

We're all under bloody arrest.

(With Attitude)

Now, get in the boat and make sure your bloodthirsty buddy up there sees it.

He'll live, but you've got to consider the material I had to work with. This guy's got more holes in him than a screen door.