Drop me off at the nearest nurse, something, anything. Just don't burn me please. I'm begging you man. Fucking begging you.

[Is that hysteria creeping in again? These green eyes are focused solely on Larry now as he clings to him, wanting this man to take care of him and keep him alive, even if he's arguing Larry's own suggestions. And this part's for Pink.]

I won't say shit, man, you'll be safe. I won't tell'em anything.

[Oh God something stings. He curls into Larry again, crying.]