[ He waves off the concern about his arm ] My arm's fine, it still works okay.

And it's not animal cruelty, it's not like we're trapping it inside of the mailbox! It's just going right back to Retrospec. Like putting it in a dog carrier for transit.

[ Of course, who knows how the Retrospec mail room treats its animals. James does not know and, after dealing with this terrorbird, does not particularly care. ]

What are you even gonna do with it once you have it? It's just gonna go around attacking everything in sight. At least if we push it back in, it's contained.