Soul Plane (2004)
Captain Mack: This is your soul plane chauffeur Captain Antoine Mack speaking. Welcome aboard NWA flight 069 from the 310 to the 212. It's time to bust this coney y'all. In a hot second, I'll be hittin' them switches and gettin' this bitch pumpin' and jumpin'. So screw your sh*t on tight and enjoy the flight.
Captain Mack: Ladies and Gentlemen, we have reached our cruising altitude of 33 thousand feet... 33 THOUSAND FEET? Oh shit, man! We fuckin' higher than Redman at the Source Awards!
Flame: [calmly, after a stewardess has whispered something into his ear] I'll handle this.
Flame: [screams] THE CAPTAIN'S DEAD!
Gaeman: Please, man, I...
Captain Mack: What part of "You ain't flying this motherfuckin' plane" don't you understand? Sit the fuck back and enjoy the flight, Idi Amin!
Jamiqua: Now look I'm just here to find the little black box so I can wrap my big Black ass around it. Now if I have to ride that tiny, indestructible motherfucker 30,000 feet to safety, trust you'll hear a Bitch screaming 'hi ho silver'. Where's the box?
Blanca: [in Spanish, to Muggsy] I'll bet you have the tiniest penis.
Blanca: [after catching Method Man staring at her chest] Ain't no drink down there.
Muggsy: The hell there ain't.
Middle Eastern Passenger: This is the bomb!
[everything goes silent]
Middle Eastern Passenger: What...? Let's dance!