[Did he just say bit? Bit by what? A dog? A lion? Who the fuck knows what the hell is around here? He's locking up, shutting the door a little loudly.]
Damn straight you are.
[He's made it as far as the hospital. That much is good. Maybe. Larry's heart is racing in his ears, and his steps are echoing over the phone line perhaps.]
phone call
Damn straight you are.
[He's made it as far as the hospital. That much is good. Maybe. Larry's heart is racing in his ears, and his steps are echoing over the phone line perhaps.]
I'm on my way.