Debra: And that example of sweet is?
Ray: You think I don't got it. I got it. When Robert and I were kids, we had this bunny we kept in a cage in the back. I named him Hoppy.
Debra: Hoppy?
Ray: I'm a writer. Anyway, my dad, he always told me he hated him. But then one day in the middle of the night, I come down to get some juice, and I go in the kitchen and I look out the window, and I see him there. And he's got the cage open, and he's sitting down next to it, petting Hoppy. He was... He was being all gentle. So I don't know, I just something about seeing him like that, it just stayed with me. I guess I just like thinking about him like that. [Debra is crying] See? I told you it's good stuff!
Debra: That's so sad.
Ray: Well, that's what you want in a eulogy. The guy's dead.