An alcoholic, labeled "Albany", is on his hands and knees, crawling around his kitchen. Cabinet doors are open with empty bottles of alcohol., with dollar signs on them, visible. One the floor are empty bottles of cooking sherry, anti-freeze and sterno, from where he resorted to other means to get his fix. He crawls to one of the lower cabinets and opens the door to find an enormous bottle, which is labeled "surplus."
The alcoholic says to himself, "Oh baby baby."
POSTSCRIPT: Man: "What luck!" Just ours