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Lady On Intercom:
Ladies and Gentleman we'll be landing in about 20 minutes, ascending into Kennedy Airport. The time is 5: 20 am and were a little bit early this evening. The weather in New York is 55 degrees and there is a light rain falling. Thank you so much for flying with us, I hope you has a pleasent flight. We'll be coming around and collecting your blankets and headphones. So please fasten your seatbelts and store your carry on luggage in the seat beneath your... ass (laughs).
Stewardess:
Sir can you please fasten your seatbelt were preparing for landing.
Redman:
Aight, Imma do it right now I just gotta get something out of this bag.
Stewardess:
Sir can you please put your seat in the upright position and store your tray table away.
Redman:
Alright hold on I told you imma do it right in one minute I just got to get something out of this bag.
Stewardess:
Sir can you please turn off that walkmen I've been telling you this intire flight it's against federal regulations to use a walk
Redman:
Hold on, hold on, hold on, I ain't trying to hear that, listen I told you i was going to do it in one minute, your starting to get on my fucking nerves, get the fuck outta here aight.
Stewardess:
Sir is there a problem?
Redman:
*Sighs* Yeah there's a problem.
Stewardess:
Do I have to alert the captain?
Redman:
Yeah... alert your Captain this (gun cocks)Get the fuck over here!
(Stewardess screams) come here (stewardess still screaming)Take me to the fucking captain!
(Door opens, stewardess still screaming)
Who's in charge here?
Captain:
I am
(Gun Fires)
Redman:
I said who's in charge here?
Co-Pilot:
Uh, you are.
Redman:
Alright then, now turn this mutherfucker around!
Redman talking on intercom:
Is this shit on?...Ladies and Gentlemen this is your captain speaking. This is a muther-fucking stickup. We'll be cruzing at an altitude of 30, 000 feet. I want your wallet, your cash, your jewels, your rings, baby rings, mutherfucking shoes, sneakers, socks, I want the credit cards the welfare cards I even want your fucking freaking flyer mouse. I'm telling you the first mutherfucker to move is gonna catch this mutherfucker. Now send the bag around... Thank you.
(People start screaming)
Redman:
Mutherfucker didn't I say don't move
(Gun fires 4 time)
(Plane starts falling)
(People still screaming)