Randy: What is it with you, Locke? Why do you torture yourself? I mean, imagining you're some hunter? Walkabouts? Wake up, you can't do any of that.
Locke: Norman Croucher.
Randy: What? Norman what?
Locke: Norman Croucher. Norman Croucher, double amputee, no legs. He climbed to the top of Mt. Everest. Why? It was his destiny.
Randy: That's what you think you've got, old man? Destiny?
Locke: Just don't tell me what I can't do.