"Birds were talking.
One said to Billy Pilgrim, 'Poo-tee-weet.'"
Vonnegut ends the novel with a rhetorical question to reiterate his words from the first chapter "there's nothing intelligent to say about a massacre. Vonnegut is suggesting that anyone's talk about the war makes about as much sense as bird talk. This meaningless bird talk is left to fill the silence of what's been left behind by war. Also at the end of the novel, Vonnegut casually throws in Edgar Derby's death after getting caught stealing a teapot. He had mentioned earlier that he wanted to make this the climax of the novel. He did not do this to show that there is no climax in war. War is war and there is nothing intelligent to say about it.
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