Rehabber: It’s you. It’s a Snowy, you’re a Snowy…

Snowy: What do you mean I’m snowy?

Rehabber: A Snowy, you know. You’re a Snowy Owl, it’s an owl made of snow, you’re both snowy.

[laughs]

Snowy: What do you mean, you mean the way I’m cold? What?

Rehabber: It’s just, you know. You’re just snowy, it’s… snowy, you know the way you’re white as snow and everything.

Snowy: [it becomes quiet] Snowy how? What’s snowy about me?

Park Guest: You’ve got it all wrong…

Snowy: Oh, oh. He’s a big boy, he knows what he said. What did you say? Snowy how?

Rehabber: Just…

Snowy: What?

Rehabber: Just… you know… you’re snowy.

Snowy: You mean, let me understand this cause, you know maybe it’s me, it’s a little fucked up maybe, but I’m snowy how, I mean snowy like I’m a cold, I lack basic emotions to you? I make you feel distant, like I’m here to fucking ignore you after you take care of me? What do you mean snowy, snowy how? How am I snowy?

Rehabber: Just… you know, how you’re fluffy and white, what?

Snowy: No, no, I don’t know, you said it. How do I know? You said I’m snowy. How the fuck am I snowy, what the fuck is so snowy about me? Tell me, tell me what’s snowy!

Rehabber: [long pause] Get the fuck out of here, Snowy!