No, I don’t think I’ll ever be over Macho Grande.
Teehee! Thanks, I needed that.
Ouever, Unger. Unger, Dunn.
Not a problem love! I needed that too, and thought I would share the wealth.
Enjoy!
Well, first the Earth cooled. Then the dinosaurs came. But they got big and fat, and turned into oil. Then the Arabs came.
…and bought Mercedes Benzes. Then Charles started wearing Princess Di’s clothes. I just couldn’t believe it!
I’ve seen that movie once or twice…
Auntie Em, Uncle Henry! It’s a twister! It’s a twister!
I want every light we have on that runway!!
OK, I’m going to bed now.
I guess I picked the wrong week to quit sniffing glue
Excuse me, Stewardess, I speak Jive.
FWIW, does anybody have a transcription of that scene–the “Jive” scene? I just remember “Drag it through the garden”…huh?
Sir Rhosis
Hopefully God (or whomever) will forgive me, but a fellow fan and I, for a week after Lloyd Bridges’ death, went about saying “Picked a hell of a week to stop breathing.”
Sorry Lloyd.
Sir Rhosis
Roger, Roger.
Surely, you don’t mean that!
[sub]Somebody better take that straight line…[/sub]
I do, and don’t call me Shirley.
[sup]Hope that’s close enough. :)[/sup]
How can I resist?
Jiveman1: Sheeeet, man, that honkey mus’ be messin’ my old lady got to be runnin’ col’ upside down his head!
Subtitle: GOLLY, THAT WHITE FELLOW SHOULD STAY AWAY FROM MY WIFE OR I WILL PUNCH HIM.
Jiveman2: Hey Holm, I can dig it! You know he ain’t gonna lay no mo’ big rap upon you man!
Subtitle: YES, HE IS WRONG FOR DOING THAT.
Jiveman1: I say hey sky, s’other say I won say I pray to J I get the same ol’ same ol.
Subtitle: I KNEW A MAN IN A SIMILAR PREDICAMENT, AND HE ENDED UP BEING SORRY.
Jiveman2: Knock yourself a pro slick. Gray matter back got perform’ us’ down I take TCB in, man’.
Subtitle: DON’T BE NAIVE ARTHUR. EACH OF US FACES A CLEAR MORAL CHOICE.
Jiveman1: You know wha’ they say: See a broad to get that bodiac lay’er down an’ smack 'em yack 'em.
Subtitle: EARLY TO BED, EARLY TO RISE, MAKES A MAN HEALTHY,
WEALTHY AND WISE.
Together: Col’ got to be! Yo!
Subtitle: HOW TRUE!
Together: Sheeeeeeet!
Subtitle: GOLLY.
(And who can forget the immortal . . . )
Jivemn2 : Mnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn, hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.
Attndnt : Can I get you something?
Jivemn2 : S’mo fo butter layin’ to the bone. Jackin’ me up. Tightly.
Attndnt : I’m sorry I don’t understand.
Jivemn1 : Cutty say he cant hang.
Woman4 : Oh stewardess, I speak jive.
Attndnt : Ohhhh, good.
Woman4 : He said that he’s in great pain and he wants to know if you can help him.
Attndnt : 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.
Jivemn2 : What it is big mamma, my mamma didn’t raise no dummy, I dug her rap.
Woman4 : Cut me som’ slac’ jak! Chump don wan no help, chump
don git no help. Jive ass dude don got no brains anyhow.
(Shakespearian I tell ya!)
What’s our vector, Victor?
We got clearance, Clarence?
Ow, ow! OK, I’m leaving!
pesch,
I’m tempted to try to thank you in “Jive,” but would probably pay total hell for it. I must be remembering the lame reprise in “Airplane II,” because I remember someone asking for a sald or somesuch, and a line going “Drag it through de garden.”
Sir Rhosis
What do you make of this?
Oh, I can make a hat, or a brooch, or a pterodactyl!
No, that’s in the original–it’s when they’re ordering dinner.
We’ll get her down… and down safe.
[Safe drops in background]
And I still laugh every time I hear “Stayin’ Alive”.