He became a walkin’, talking’ fragmentation grenade

once Highlander starts to sense you believe in him, he’ll do something  to make you hate him … all in the same breath … he’ll rip your lungs out, Jim.

like fear, he smells familiarity and attacks, until you prove it’ll cost him blood, and auto parts, too

at that point it’s go pyrrhic, go kendo or  on a full wane of a moon, it might get all blood-brotherly …

like the one got killed in the Viet Nam