David Cameron is rushed in the dead of night to the SAS headquarters in Hereford.
He enters a secure interview room and sees a small bald man with glasses sitting at a desk with his head in his hands.
There are SAS men standing either side of him.
Cameron
"Where did you say you caught him?"
SAS Officer
"It was a total fluke, we were on covert exercise near here and he just flew past"
Cameron
"And you checked the area for Jet packs? Wires? Parachutes?"
SAS Officer
"With respect Prime Minster we know what we're doing, the entire area was searched thoroughly! There's no doubt about it I can assure you!"
Cameron
"And you say he was flying?"
SAS Officer
"Swooping and everything, we only caught him after he landed to take a piss"
Cameron
To bald man
"Can you talk?"
Bald man
"Can you?"
Cameron
"Yes I can?"
A man in a white coat with a clip board interjects in an outrageous German accent.
"Prime Minister if I may, I'm afraid he is only repeating back to you two thirds of what you say to him, he's been doing it ever since we caught him.
Cameron
"Is it a code? Does it tell us anything?"
Man in White Coat
Looks at his clipboard as he speaks
"Well his accent is not Slavic, zer may even be a hint of Cockaknee in it. Hiz dental records show him to be European, but his fingerprints tell us nothing. He has all ze normal body parts and all ze right organs are in ze right places.
Cameron
"So he's definitely not an alien?"
Man in White Coat
"Apart from his ability to fly coupled with his inability to repeat sentences completely, zee data leaves us drawing one conclusion"
Cameron
Keen
"Which is?"
Man in white Coat
"He is a relatively young parrot!"
Cameron
"Your sacked!"