Original subtitles

(birds chirping) (lawnmower whirring)

(Mother gagging)

(Mother continuing to gag)

(lawnmower whirring)

- You missed a spot, fool.

(rabbit squeaks)

(Elspeth gasps)

(Elspeth screams)

Bad rabbit!

- Did you do that on purpose?

(Mother laughs)

(Mother continues laughing)

(Elspeth crying softly)

(gentle melancholy music)

(loud banging)

- [Mother] Elspeth!

(Elspeth sighs)

(Mother gags)

God, that slop tastes like shit stew.

No wonder you're still a virgin.

No man would eat your cooking,

let alone your pussy.

You're brushing so damn hard!

I'm gonna bleed to death.

- Goodnight, mother.

- [Mother] Shut up.

(Elspeth sighs)

(Elspeth sighing)

(sudden whimsical tone)

- Maybe you'd get sleep

if there wasn't such a wretched stench in here!

- Mom?

How'd you get in my room?

- Surprise, kid!

(Bad Rabbit cackles)

Ugh.

- No, don't you touch her!

- Oh, don't get your frigid briefs in a twist.

I can't hurt her.

She's already dead.

- I know.

- Aww.

Listen!

Not a bad way to die, a lawn mower.

It's quick.

Painful, but quick.

I've seen way worse.

My Uncle Bunion was boiled alive

for some sicko's Sunday stew.

- That's horrible.

- Well, on that sweet note,

I better let you get your beauty rest.

Want me to sing you a lullaby?

- Um, no thanks.

♪ Go to sleep you little fool ♪

♪ And I will collect your drool ♪

♪ You will never be alone ♪

♪ I will shave your nipples to the bone ♪

(bright, gentle music)

(Elspeth sighs)

(Elspeth sighs)

(soft whimsical music)

(Elspeth moaning)

- You dirty birdy!

No, it's okay, keep going!

- I can't now

- Suit yourself.

- Oh.

- [Mother] Elspeth!

Where the hell are you?

I'm going to get a bedsore!

I was awake 36 minutes,

staring at the cracks in the ceiling,

wondering why I didn't abort you

like the whole town wanted me to.

- The whole town?

- They held a special election.

Aborting you won by a landslide.

- That's not true.

- You're right.

I couldn't abort you.

I was too drunk to make the appointment.

- Why don't you season those mashed nanners

with this special sauce?

- No.

- Put her spittoon to some good use?

- What's wrong with you, woman?

- Nothing.

- Exactly.

There's absolutely nothing wrong with you

in spite of the hole you came out of.

(Elspeth and Bad Rabbit laughing)

(whimsical music)

(Bad Rabbit cackles)

(both laughing)

- This toothpaste tastes like crap.

(Bad Rabbit and Elspeth laugh)

- Thank you for coming.

Bunny was the most loving,

kindest light in my life.

(Bad Rabbit crying exaggeratedly)

We all loved her.

- Not me.

- What are you doing with my spittoon?

- Your spittoon?

(intense music)

- What did you do with my bunny?

- Compost heap.

where bad rabbits belong.

- Sad sack of wrinkled skin and guts!

- How could you?

You bitch!

- I may be in a wheelchair,

but I can still paddle

the layer of flesh off your fanny.

(slow, distorted slapping)

- End her! Demolish her!

Turn her into Sunday stew!

(Elspeth cries out)

(Mother laughing)

- Ow! (Bad Rabbit laughs)

- You get me up this instant,

you evil crumb.

You're going to regret this.

- I absolutely won't.

(Mother gasps)

- Help. (Bad Rabbit cackles)

(lawn mower whirring)

(Mother screams)

- Oh, I think you missed a spot!

(Bad Rabbit laughs)

- [Mother] No, no!

(laughing continues)

(bright orchestral music)

(bright orchestral music continues)

(bright orchestral music continues)

(birds chirping)

(gentle whimsical music)

- Good rabbit.

(Bad Rabbit laughs)

(whimsical music continues)

(Bad Rabbit laughing)

(upbeat rock music)

♪ Go to sleep you little fool,♪

♪ And I will collect your drool.♪

♪ I will always be right here,♪

♪ Stabbing toothpicks in your ear.♪

(upbeat rock music continues)

♪ Hey!♪

♪ Hey! Hey!♪

♪ Go to sleep you little fool♪

♪ and I will collect your drool.♪

♪ You will never be alone.♪

♪ I'll shave your nipples to the bone.♪