I'm sorry, I don't speak jive.
Jiveman #2: S'mo fo butter layin' to the bone. Jackin' me up. Tightly.
Attendant: I'm sorry I don't understand.
Jiveman #1: Cutty say he cant hang.
Woman : Oh stewardess, I speak jive.
Attendant: Ohhhh, good.
Woman : He said that he's in great pain and he wants to know if you can help him.
Attendant: Would you tell him to just relax and I'll be back as soon as I can with some medicine.
Woman: Jus' hang loose blooood. She goonna catch up on the`rebound a de medcide.
Jiveman #2: What it is big mamma, my mamma didn't raise no dummy, I dug her rap.
Woman: Cut me som' slac' jak! Chump don wan no help, chump don git no help. Jive ass dude don got no brains anyhow.
Jive Talker1- But to foke,layin to the bone, jackin me up tightly.
Stewardess- I'm sorry I don't understand.
Jive Talker2- Cuddy say he cant hang?
June Cleaver- Oh Stewardess, I speak Jive. He said he is in great pain and wants to know if you can help him.
Stewardess- Just tell him I will be right back with some medicine.
June Cleaver- Jus hang loos blood, she gonna catch you on the rebound with some medicid
Jive Talker1- What tit is big momma, my momma din raise no dummy I dug her rap.
June Cleaver- Cut me som slack jack!
Arguing Commences
June Cleaver- Joma don want the help, joma don get no help, jive ass fool aint got no brains anyhow.