Look at you. You fucked up piece of shit. Just look. Fat. Fatty. Floppy eared drunk. All that booze. For what. Red eyes, fat cheeks. Stuck in this dump. Eating pellets. Drinking your life away. You gotta clean up, Rabbit. You gotta do it. Quit the booze. Get clean. Get out. Build a hutch. Spend time with other rabbits. Something. Anything. That’s your last drink, right there. The last one. Tomorrow starts a new life, Rabbit. Tomorrow.