It's Better If You Don't Talk. [A beat.] The movie, not that I'm tellin' you that.

[In case Larry needed the clarification. Freddy here wants to hear every moan and groan the old man's got to give. A little grab tells him it feels okay, but only Larry can be the judge of that.] You lemme know if you want me to cut it off. [He says sincerely, then another beat for clarification.] The tape, not your dick.

[He smirks while adding lube to his already saliva coated dick. His other hand works lubed up fingers against Larry, then into him.]