[It doesn't quite send him off the bed, but it's enough to knock him off balance; Gintoki will wobble precariously on the edge of the bed before falling back gracefully onto the floor, head-first, then curling up with muttered sounds of pain as he clutches his head. His feet are still over Hijikata's legs on the bed.]

Oi. . . so this is how a cop repays someone who was trying to save him, huh. . .next time, next time, I'll let you go to the underworld. [He sounds so put-upon.]

I can't imagine your suffering there. . . there's no mayonnaise there, you know. . .

[Damniiiiit that hurt.]

Arrest me already, arrest me. The station has aspirin, right. . .