All right. Mango, mango, mango.

M-a-n-g-o. Mango. Are you happy now?

(Gasps and coughs)

Oh, my God.

This is what you've reduced me to. I've sold out for a piece of fruit.

(Gasping) I can't believe it. You can talk?

Believe it, Tolstoy, but don't forget the fruit, the mango.

Give it to me, you mop monkey.

- Oh. - Bird?

(Bird) Oh, my Lord.

What your name is, bird? Talk to me, bird.

Bird.

The, uh, skin test...

- Excuse me, you are Dr. Reingold? - Yes, I am.

- I am Misha Belenkoff. - Hello.

- I have to ask you about a parrot. - Parrot?

The one in the... down in-in-in dungeon.

Maybe is wrong word. Uh...

- There is a bird down there. - Mm-hmm.

A green parrot.