"Your parrot... he is dead!"

[dutchman]

At dawn the telephone rings, 'Hello, Senor Roy? This is Ernesto, the caretaker at your Spanish Villa, 'Ah yes, Ernesto. What can I do for you?...................... Is there a problem?......................''Um, I am just calling to advise you, Senor Roy, that your parrot....., he is dead'. 'My parrot? Dead? The one that won the International Parrot Competition?'' Si, Senor, that's the one. ''Damn! That's a pity! I spent a small fortune on that bird. What did he die from?'' From eating the rotten meat, Senor Roy.' 'Rotten meat? Who the hell fed him rotten meat?'' Nobody, Senor. He ate the meat of the dead horse. ''Dead horse? What dead horse?'' The thoroughbred, Senor Roy. ... ''My prize thoroughbred is dead?'...'Si Senor Roy, he died from all that work pulling the water cart. ''Are you insane? ? ....What water cart?'' The one we used to put out the fire, Senor Roy...''Good Lord!! ...What fire are you talking about, man??''The one at your Villa, Senor Roy, A candle fell and the curtains caught on fire.....''What the hell?.... Are you saying that my Spanish Villa is destroyed because of a candle?? !!''Si, Senor Roy. ''But there's electricity at the house! What was the candle for?......' 'For the funeral, Senor Roy..............''WHAT BLOODY FUNERAL??!!' 'Your wife's, Senor Roy', she showed up very late one night and I thought she was a thief, so I hit her with you brand new Taylor-Made Driver the R9. LONG SILENCE . . . . . . . .

Spoiler:

'Ernesto, if you broke that driver, you're in deep !