Phil

No! My bird. We just got back from the pet cemetery. (starts opening door)

Jerry

Oh, Phil... Mrs. Phil. I'm so sorry.

Phil

Oh, I'll bet you are! They told us he was poisoned! Something in his food.

Jerry

But I, I didn't, I--

Jerry

Kramer, they think I killed Fredo! (Kramer gestures sympathetically) And who buries a bird?