Zed doesn't seem to care that Roland's upset with him at this point, and he's swaying and laughing a little bit at all the commotion. He drags himself to peer over the side of that cliff just in time to hear the cannon go off. "Shoulda brought a parachute!" he yells helpfully after Roland.

With that, it's time to go after the rest of his vodka stash, at which point, his all-too-human liver is finally going to give up on him. Good job, Zed, good job.