I made a mistake. I mean, you can still use me, just, just tell me how to fix... To...

Linsky: I made a mistake. I mean, you can still use me, just, just tell me how to fix... The Zec: To survive. Don't say "fix it," because you can't. We covered up the one mess. You made another. Linsky: All right. You're right. You're right. You're absolutely right. I'm sorry. Just, tell me what I have to do. The Zec: I was in prison in Siberia. I spent my first winter wearing a dead man's coat. A hole in one pocket. I chewed these fingers off before the frostbite could turn to gangrene. These I gave up to avoid working in the sulfur mine. That is how I survived when so many others did not. A man this rare can always be of use. So show me. Show me you are rare. Show me you'll do anything to survive. Linsky: I don't understand. The Zec: The fingers from your left hand. Linsky: Have you... Have you got a knife? The Zec: Did I have a knife in Siberia? Linsky: No... Come on, you've, you've got to be kidding. The Zec: You can do it. Show me. Linsky: [tries to chew his thumb off] Christ! Can't! I can't. The Zec: Always the bullet. Linsky: I can't! The Zec: I don't understand. [Charlie shoots Linsky]