Den Ben-Hadad guys put burmbag kine cloth aroun dea wais an ropes on top dea head. Dey go by da Israel king an tell, “Ben-Hadad tell, now you da boss. He tell, ‘Let me live!’ ” Den da Israel king tell, “So! He neva mahke! He my braddah!”
“Da guys dat stay agains us, dey tell, ‘I goin chase um! I goin catch um up! I goin give my frenz dea share A da stuff I goin take away from dem guys! I goin do eryting I like do to dem! I goin pull out my sword an kill um! Wit ony my hands I goin make um run away from hea!’