The epic Eddie Romero (spoilers)
Shoot him with a shotgun, he walks away.
Stab him in the face with a syringe, he don't care.
Shoot him with a gun, tie him up and drag him down concrete stairs, he plays possum, but he's really OK.
What a guy.
But then, just when he's about to get his dues, his heart gives out... A classic greek tradegy, really.
When I'm gone I would like something to be named after me. A psychiatric disorder, for example.