[How long will this last anyway? Larry doesn't let himself think it. He doesn't want to even recognize that there's a chance that they won't want to be this fucking close. It's one thing to believe that they'll return to LA and have to find a way to one another than to have there not be this big, crazy drug high level of affection going both ways. The old man should fucking know better. Nothing's perfect, everything's got an end. He's forty-three years old and getting older, Freddy is too.]
You got it, captain. [Wait, wasn't he Hal? Oh well. Larry gets onto his hands and knees and leans over to start at his nose. It's not the taste that makes him eager to get the job done, it's the order. He has to put the camera down.]
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You got it, captain. [Wait, wasn't he Hal? Oh well. Larry gets onto his hands and knees and leans over to start at his nose. It's not the taste that makes him eager to get the job done, it's the order. He has to put the camera down.]