[He was about to punch him... until the thank you so his eyes just soften.]

Don't tell me you're fine when you're not. Maybe you really believe it, but I know you can do better.

[He rubs the back of his own neck and glances off.] Look, I know I'm pretty fucked up and everything. And it's not that I want it to stay that messed up...

But sometimes that's the best I can do. Sorry. And believe it or not... Smoker does get that. He just has his own problems too, you know?