Mama! Come to mama Slothy, come on hmm? Mama, you've been bad. Oh, Slothy. I may have been...

Sloth: Mama! Mama Fratelli: Come to mama Slothy, come on hmm? Sloth: Mama, you've been bad. Mama Fratelli: Oh, Slothy. I may have been bad. I may have kept you chained up in that room but it was for your own good. Sloth: Yeah! Mama Fratelli: You remember that song I used to sing to you? Sloth: Yeah! Mama Fratelli: You were little back then? [singing] Mama Fratelli: Rock-a-bye baby on the tree top. When the wind blows the cradle will rock. When the bough breaks the cradle will fall... Sloth: Break! Fall! Mama Fratelli: No! I only dropped once. Sloth: Ahh! Mama Fratelli: Well, maybe twice. No Sloth! Put me down!

Come to Mama, baby. Come on. Ma... ...you've been bad. Aw. Slothy, I may have been bad. I may have kept you chained in that room. But it was for your good. Aw. I used to sing to you. (LAUGHS) When you were a little boy. (SINGING "ROCK-A-BYE BABY") Fall! Break! Fall! I only dropped you once. (YELLING) Well, maybe twice. (MAMA SCREAMING) Put me down. MAMA: Sloth, put me down! (SCREAMING) -I don't mind dying. -Calm down. -We'll be okay. -Sure. (ALL CHEERING) (SLOTH YELLING) I gotta rot with you through eternity? I don't wanna rot with you!