keep on keepin' on

Aw, Patrick, don’t.

Still a good lad.

You're too kind.

There’s that good ol’ self confidence.

Wouldn't be Pat without it.

You’ll make up for it some day.

You might be waiting a while.

Ugh. Well, you can at least pass my tools and stuff.

I'm sorry for being so useless.

Never?

We live in London, mate. Don't need it.

I’m working on an old car. I figured it was time for transportation.

I have to warn you, in my 18 years on this earth, the Seavers have never had a car.

It’ll heal. Which means you can help me.

What's up?

Poor baby.

Your sympathy is so welcome.

How bad is it?

Don’t make excuses for him.

I'm not, it's how it happened.

A menace to society, that thing is.

It wasn't his fault, I just wasn't looking.

What’d you do?

Tripped over the dog and I fell kinda weird.

The hell is on your arm?

A cast. I thought the tan bandages on top would hide it better.

Miss Congeniality is on.

just keep your arm away from me or your clothes.