Jonathan Tropper Quotes

I was on Saipan when I got hit. Not too bad, but bad enough to hamper me if I stayed. I was hit in my left buttocks just below the belt line.

I thought he had been shot.

I had to groan a bit on the couch when my brow was mopped - as it is when you've been shot across the chest.

I was shot down by a fifth ball, which struck me squarely in the face, and passed out.

I said I fell down. Ah. The ground bloodied your nose, split yer lip, and punched ye in th' eye, all at once. I said I don't want to talk about it.

The physical shock took away the pain of being.

Did you ever see anyone shot by a gun without bleeding?

Whatever had happened to him [Newt] out there — maybe even related to his lingering ankle injury — had been truly awful.

Funny how time heals. Like that bullet in my ribs. It's there, I know it's there, but I can barely feel it at all anymore.

I have a stab wound on my left hip and one on my thigh and a slash mark across my right calf. I have a bottle stab wound on my left calf.

I looked at my shoulder and saw a javelin stuck in it. I was in shock.

That's when I hit the ground. So in the instant that that round landed and blew me in the air, I had those separate and distinct thoughts. The guy who was standing right next to where I had been standing had a hole in his back I could put my fist into.

I'm not accident prone, really, but I was cutting something and sort of lost control, and it went through my big toe. There was a lot of blood and I nearly fainted, but its totally fine now.

It is funny how it is almost more painful to fall over and scrape your knee than to be blown up. Your body goes into incredible protection mode.

I looked, and saw that Bob had entirely lost his left ear, and a large piece from his left cheek. His right eye was a little discoloured, and the blood flowed profusely from his wounds.

I broke my finger in a stunt in a very not-too-romantic way. I was just trying to tackle someone, and I just flicked his forearm and then screamed in pain.

I was in Liverpool city center and I thought I broke one of my toes, just by jumping on buses. I put my arm in the door on the outside, and the bus just drives away with me naked.

When I had my injury, I had gotten hit, and it hurt like hell.

My hand landed on a rock, and the gnome landed on it, squashing my thumb between the rock and the gnome. Basically, it was crushed and took the end of my thumb off. I just looked at my hand, and the first thought that flashed into my mind was, 'How on earth am I going to make my devil horn sign now? That's my trademark!'

I knew I was shot. Didn't know how bad it was. You know, in a weird way, your body kind of goes numb. You know, as bad as the wounds were - and obviously, I know now how severe it was - at the time, I guess my body had been shutting down a lot of the real pain.

I got injuries already from fighting from guys that have been cheating. And you're never the same when you get injured like that. I mean, look at my hand. It's broken, it's got 16 screws in it. I'm not as strong in this hand. It just affects you, especially this body being my livelihood.

I got hurt when I was 19. They thought I broke my neck. I couldn't move my hands or feet, and I had a very bad experience.

I've had both my eye sockets crushed, I've been set on fire, uh, that was not fun, I've torn a pec, torn biceps.

Getting hit is not cool.

It's not funny when you actually get shot, but afterwards, yeah, it's funny.