You, you jalike my faddah fo me! Look! You see dis piece from yoa robe, hea inside my hand?! I wen cut off da corna from yoa robe, but I no kill you. Az why you gotta know fo shua dat I no mo da blame fo do someting bad. I no go agains you. I no do notting wrong agains you, but you stay hunt me fo kill me.
Da Israel guys stay tell, “You see! Erytime dis guy come out to da middo! He come up dis way fo talk big jus fo make us Israel guys come shame! But you know, oua king goin give plenny rich kine stuff to da guy dat kill Goliat. An he goin give da guy his daughtah fo marry. He even goin make um so da guy ohana no gotta pay tax no mo inside Israel.”