Achilles tells Hector it is hopeless to expect that of him, declaring that "my rage, my fury would drive me now to hack your flesh away and eat you raw – such agonies you have caused me".
ɐkˈɪliːz tˈɛlz hˈɛktɚɹ ɪɾ ɪz hˈoʊpləs tʊ ɛkspˈɛkt ðˈæt ʌv hˌɪm, dᵻklˈɛɹɪŋ ðˈæt "maɪ ɹˈeɪdʒ, maɪ fjˈʊɹɹi wʊd dɹˈaɪv mˌiː nˈaʊ tə hˈæk jʊɹ flˈɛʃ ɐwˈeɪ ænd ˈiːt juː ɹˈɔː sˈʌtʃ ˈæɡəniz juː hæv kˈɔːzd mˌiː".