Ahkmenrah: "He says that he wants to rip you apart."
Larry: "Alright. Again with the ripping. Listen, I understand. I get it. Ripping for you-- You want to rip things, okay? And I think maybe that's because somebody ripped you a long time ago... in here. Did sombody rip little- little baby Atilla a long time ago right here? They ripped-- They ripped something out, didn't they? They ripped the love. They ripped the love right out of you, didn't they? A little baby all alone in a tent whose daddy went off to pillage some town or go and plunder somewhere. Just doing his job. But who was left alone? You."
Atilla the Hun: "(begins sobbing)"
Larry: "Let it out. Let it go. Let it go. (he sings gibberish to Atilla) It's okay. It's okay. (he points to the next Hun) You're next."