"No one's going to kill the raccoon, Jesus!" Jim bends down and grabs the phaser from Clint before that sentence turns into a lie. With the phaser safely on stun (stun is the blue light Clint, red is kill), they can knock it out long enough to carry it outside without everyone in the nearest mile getting rabies. Or whatever future mutated version of rabies exists in Jim's time.

Still kind of weird when the thing just flops over like that.

"Didn't bite you, did it? Emergency room visits over the holidays...how like us, huh?" Jim's scooping the critter up in one arm and helping Clint up with the other. "Get the door for me, I'll take him out to the barn. It'll be safe there till he wakes up."