[Feathery head, big beak, comfortable right where he is and thus making it impossible for Freddy to get up and pull Larry into his arms without crushing the toucan. Maybe that's Sam's plan, maybe Sam's just a dumb bird who doesn't know better.]
I fuckin' love you, Larry.
[So instead he squeezes that paw, hard and firm. Almost too hard and slightly shaking.] You can have a thousand Bobbys and Bamas, it don't change a thing.
[Seeing the old man die twice (Three times? Does the gunshot he suffered when they came here count?) really fucking gets to him.]
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I fuckin' love you, Larry.
[So instead he squeezes that paw, hard and firm. Almost too hard and slightly shaking.] You can have a thousand Bobbys and Bamas, it don't change a thing.
[Seeing the old man die twice (Three times? Does the gunshot he suffered when they came here count?) really fucking gets to him.]