"President Walken, this is Ambassador Levitte here to discuss your comments regarding the Iranian nuclear program."
"Welcome, Mssr. Levitte. Please... take a seat here on this sofa. That's.. good.. good. Tell me, Mssr., do you have any babies?"
"Pardon?"
"Babies. On your person. Little.. children. In your suit."
"Qu'est que c'est?"
"Because.. you know what ... what happens to babies ... when the nuclear blast first hits. The light comes first of course.. and sears right through their eyes. Then the shockwave hits. Glass... shattered. blood.. spraying.. Then the heat... comes. Let me see your hand"
"Ce qui sont vous faisant?"
"It's.. just a soldering iron Mssr. le Ambassador. For... my hobbies. Just like you'd find in .. a child's room. I think.. your country is good... but it needs.. more cow bell."