:16:03
You wanna say somethin'?!
:16:05
I ain't slapped a bitch
in two weeks.
:16:07
Yeah, I got a whole lot
of strength
:16:09
in the slap-a-bitch arm.
:16:14
They had a whole bunch of dirty
magazines--bathing suit issues.
:16:17
Damn! So you like that, huh?
You gonna love this.
:16:21
Hold those for me, I won't be
needing those on this flight.
:16:24
Girl, what you got me--
:16:31
The sweet smell of Alizé.
:16:34
- Hunkee? Elvis Hunkee?
- Yeah.
:16:38
Karl Malone? I used to play
basketball with you in high school.
:16:42
That's right. We used to call you
"The Paperboy."
:16:45
Yeah, that was then.
I'm "The Mailman" now.
:16:47
That's good.
:16:49
My dad's a mailman, too.
Government jobs pay very well.
:16:52
You don't understand,
I play for the Lakers now.
:16:54
Right, Karl. I don't think
you understand.
:16:56
I used to play with you, man.
You can't shoot, remember?
:16:59
That's why we never
passed you the ball.
:17:00
I thought it was because
I was the only brother.
:17:02
No, Karl. It's 'cause you sucked!
:17:05
Oh, I sucked?
:17:06
What are you gonna do--
go all "postal" on me, Mr. Mailman?
:17:10
My man, what's goin' on, baby?
:17:13
Ah, that's nice.
That's real nice.
:17:18
I'd like to be them jeans.
Make no sense.
:17:26
Excuse me.
How you doin', man?
:17:27
Can I get through here,
sweetie?
:17:29
What's goin' on, fellas?
My man.
:17:34
When the buzzer pop, nigga,
you stop!
:17:37
Do y'all know who I am?
:17:40
We don't give a damn
about who you are.
:17:43
Let your little ass
take one more step...
:17:45
...we'll bury your ass in them fake-ass
iguana shoes you're wearin'.
:17:49
Ladies, it's me. It's Nashawn Wade,
owner of this airline.
:17:53
Come on, remember.
I hired y'all.
:17:55
- It's him.
- There ya go.
:17:56
That's a little more like it.
Thought you had amnesia.
:17:59
Yes, it is him!