电影伴我同行 STAND BY ME 英文剧本.docx

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电影伴我同行STANDBYME英文剧本

STANDBYME

Writer:

IwastwelvegoingonthirteenfirsttimeIsawadeadhumanbeing.

Ithappenedinthesummerofnineteen-fifty-nine.Alongtimeago.

Butonlyifyoumeasureintermsofyears.

IwaslivinginasmalltowninOregoncalledCastleRock.Therewere

only1281people,buttomeitwasthewholeworld.

Radio:

Heyit'sthebossmanBobCormierhere.It'sabeautifulFriday

morninginPortland!

It's90K.L.A.Mdegreesandgettinghotter!

Up

theladderwithanotherplatter!

It'sBobbieDaywith'RockingRobin'!

It'sboss!

Chris:

Hey,howdoyouknowaFrenchman'sbeeninyourbackyard?

Teddy:

Hey,I'mfrench,okay.

Chris:

Yourgarbagecansareemptyandyourdog'spregnant.

Teddy:

Didn'tIjustsayIwasfrench?

Chris:

Iknock.

Teddy:

Shit.

Chris:

Twenty-nine.

Teddy:

Twenty-two.

Gordie:

Pissuparope!

Teddy:

Gordie'sout.OhGordiejustbitthebagandsteppedoutthedoor!

Chris:

Comeon,man,deal.

Writer:

TeddyDuchampwasthecraziestguywehungaroundwith.Hedidn't

havemuchofachanceinlife.Hisdadwasgivenfitsofarage.One

timeheheldTeddy'seartoastoveandalmostburneditoff.

Teddy:

Iknock.

Chris:

Youfoureyedpileofshit!

Teddy:

Thatpileofshithasathousandeyes!

What?

What'ssofunny?

Come

on,I'vegotthirty,whathaveyougot?

Chris:

Sixteen.

TeddyGoahead,keeplaughing.I'dturnyourightdown.

Writer:

ChrisChamberswastheleaderofourgangandmybestfriend.Hecame

fromabadfamilyandeveryonejustknew,he'dturnoutbad.

IncludingChris.

Gordie:

Knockthesecretknock!

Vern:

Iforgetthesecretknock,letmein!

G,C,T:

Vern!

Vern:

Comeonyouguys,openup!

Ohman,youguysarenotgonna

believethis.Thisissoboss.Ohman,wait'llyouhearthis,

wait'llyouhearthis.Youwon'tbelieveit.It'sunbelievable.Let

mecatchmybreath.Iranallthewayfrommyhouse.

G,C,T:

Iranallthewayhome.JusttosayI'msorry,sorryoh...can't..

Vern:

Comeon,guys,listentome.Guys,comeon!

Okay,forgetit.I'll

tellyounothing.

Chris:

Alright,guys,alright.Whatisit,man?

Vern:

Okay,great,youwon'tbelievethissincerely.

G,C,T:

Iranallthewayhome!

Vern:

Screwyouguys!

Chris:

Whatisit?

Vern:

Canyouguyscampouttonight?

Imeanifyoutellyourfolks,we're

gonnatentonmybackfield?

C,G:

Yeah.

Chris:

Ithinkso.Saidmydad'skindofonameanstreak.Youknow,he's

beendrinkingalotlately.

Vern:

Yougottoman,sincerely!

Youwon'tbelievethis!

Canyou,Gordie?

Gordie:

Yeah,probably.

Teddy:

Sowhatareyoupissin'andmoaningabout,Verno?

Chris:

Iknock.

Teddy:

What!

Youliar,youain'tgotnopat-hand.Youdidn'tdealyourself

nopat-hand!

Chris:

Makeyourdraw,shitheap.

Vern:

Youguyswannagoseeadeadbody?

WellIwasundertheporch,

digging,youknow..

Writer:

WeallunderstoodwhatVernmeantrightaway.Atthebeginningofthe

school-yearhehadburiedaquart-jarofpenniesunderneathhishouse.

Hedrewatreasuremap,sohecouldfindthemagain.Aweeklaterhis

momcleanedouthisroomandthrewawaythemap.Vernhadbeentrying

tofindthosepenniesforninemonths.Ninemonths,man.Hedidn't

knowwhethertolaughorcry.

Charley:

JesusChrist,Billy,wegottadosomething!

Billy:

What,whocares?

Charley:

Wesawhim.

Billy:

Saw?

Heain'tnaughttous.Thekid'sdead,soitain'tnaughtto

himneither.Whogivesashit,iftheyeverfindhim?

Idon't.

Charley:

Itwasthekidtheyweretalkingaboutontheradio.ABraker,a

Brower,Flowers,whateverhisnameis.Thetrainmusthavehadhim.

Billy:

Bigfuckingdeal!

Writer:

WehadallfollowedtheRayBrower-storyverycloselybecausehewasa

kidourage.Threedaysbeforehehadgoneouttopickblueberries

andnobodyhadseenhimsince.

Charley:

Ithink,weshouldtellthecops.

Billy:

Youdon'tgosquawkingtothecopsafteryouboostedacar,youidiot.

TheygonnawannaknowhowthehellwegotwayontheBackHarlowroad.

Nowtheyknow,wedon'tgotnocar!

It'sbestwejustkeepourmouths

shut,thentheycan'ttouchus.

Charley:

Iagree,butwecouldmakeananonymouscall.

Billy:

Theytracethosecalls,stupid.IseenthatonHighwayPatrolandon

Dragnet.

Charley:

Alright.IjustwishweneverboostedthatgoddamnDodge.Iwish,

Acehadbeenwithus.Hecouldtellthecopswewasinhiscar.

Billy:

Wellhewasn't.

Charley:

We'regoingtotellhim?

Billy:

Wedon'tgonnatellnobody.Nobodynever.Youdigme?

Teddy:

IknowtheBackHarlowRoad!

ItcomestoadeadendbytheRoyal

river.Thetraintracksarerightthere!

Evenmydadusedtofishfor

cossiesoutthere!

Chris:

JesusChrist,man.Iftheywouldhaveknownyouwereunderthe

doortheywouldhavekilledyou.

Gordie:

CouldhehavegottenallthewayfromChamberlaintoHarlow?

It's

reallyfar!

Chris:

Sure.Hemusthavestartedwalkingonthetraintracksandjust

followedthemthewholeway.

Teddy:

Yeah.Yeah,right.Andthenafterdarkthetrainmusthavecomealong

--Ohsmacko!

Chris:

Yeah.Hey,heyguys!

Ibetyouanythingthatifwefindhimwe'll

getourpicturesinthepaper!

Teddy:

Yeah,we'devenbeonTV!

Chris:

Sure!

Teddy:

We'llbeheroes!

Chris:

Yeah!

Vern:

Idon'tknow.BillywillknowhowIfoundout.

Gordie:

He'snotgonnacare.Cosit'sgonnabeusguyswhofindhim.Not

BillyandCharleyHoganinaboostedcar.Theyprobablypina

medalonyou,Vern.

Vern:

Yeah,youthinkso?

Gordie:

Sure!

Vern:

What'llwetellourfolks?

Gordie:

Exactlywhatyousaid.Wealltellourfolkswe'retentingouton

yourbackfield.Youtellyourfolksyou'resleepingoverTeddy's.

Thenwe'llsaywe'regoingouttothedrag-racesthenextday....

...untildinnertomorrownight.

Chris:

That'saplanandahalf.

Vern:

Butifwedofindthekid'sbodyoverinSouthHarlowthey'llknowwe

didn'tgotothedrag-races!

We'llgethided!

Teddy:

Nobodywouldcarecoseverybodyisgonnabesojazzedaboutwhatwe

foundit'snotgonnamakeadifference!

Chris:

Yeah!

Mydadwouldhidemeanyway.Buthellthat'sworthahiding!

Teddy:

Shityeah!

Chris:

Let'sdoit!

Whatd'yousay?

Teddy:

Alright.

Chris:

Gordie?

Gordie:

Sure.

Chris:

Vern?

Vern:

Idon'tknow.

Chris:

Vern!

Teddy:

Comeon,Verno!

Chris:

Vern!

Teddy:

Vern!

C/T:

Comeon,Verno!

Vern:

Alright.

Writer:

Iwantedtosharemyfriends'enthusiasmbutIcouldn't.Thatsummer

athomeIhadbecometheinvisibleboy.

Gordie:

Mam!

Youknowwheremycanteenis?

!

Mam!

GFather:

It'sinDennis'room!

Gordie:

Oh.

Writer:

InAprilmyolderbrotherDennishadbeenkilledinaJeepaccident.

Fourmonthshadpassedbutmyparentsstillhadn'tbeenabletoput

thepiecesbacktogetheragain.

Denny:

Gordie,Igotsomethingforyou!

Thismyfriendisforyou.

Gordie:

ThisisyourYankee-cap.

Denny:

No,no,thisisyourYankee-cap.It'sagood-luckcap.Youwearthat

cap,youknowhowmanyfishwe'regonnacatch?

Gordie:

Howmuch?

Denny:

Azillion.Azillionfish.Itlooksgoodonyoutoo,justlikethat.

Gordie:

Hey,I'mgoingblind!

Denny:

Ah,don'tstartwithmeporcupine.Comehere,comehere,givemea

hug.

Gfather:

Youfoundit.

Gordie:

Huh?

Gfather:

Youfoundit.

Gordie:

Yeah.

Gfather:

Whycan'tyouhavefriendslikeDennis?

Gordie:

Dad,they'reokay.

Gfather:

Suretheyare.Athiefandtwofeebs.

Gordie:

Chrisisn'tathief.

Gfather:

Hestolethemilk-moneyatschool.He'sathiefinmybook.

Writer:

Itwasalmostnoonaswesetouttofindthebodyofadeadkidnamed

RayBrower.

Chris:

...

Gordie:

Hey,Chris.

Chris:

Thanksalot!

Driver:

Surething!

Chris:

Gordoe.

Gordie:

Hey,man.

Chris:

D'youwannaseesomething?

Gordie:

Sure,what?

Chris:

Areyouokay?

Gordie:

Yeah,I'mfine.

Chris:

Comeon!

Gordie:

Whatisit?

Chris:

Yougottoseethis.

Gordie:

Comeon,man,whatisit?

Comeon,whatisit?

Chris:

YouwannabetheLoneRangerortheCisco-kid!

Gordie:

Walking,talking,Jesus!

Where'dyougetthis?

Chris:

Hawkeditfrommyoldman'sbureau.It'sa.45.

Gordie:

Icanseethat.Pchough!

Yougotshellsforit?

Chris:

Yeah.Tookallthatwasleftinthebox.Mydadwillthinkthathe

usedthemhimselfshootingatbeercanswhilehewasdrunk.

Gordie:

Pchough!

Isitloaded?

Chris:

Hell,no!

Whatd'youthinkIam?

G,C:

Jesus!

Gordie?

:

Let'sgetoutofhere,comeon!

Chris:

Gordiedidit,GordieLachance,GordieLachance!

Gordie:

Shutup!

Woman:

Hey,whodidthat?

Who'slettingcherrybombsoffbackhere?

Chris:

Ohman,youshouldhaveseenyourface!

Yeahthatwascool!

Thatwas

reallyfine!

Gordie:

Youknewitwasloaded,youwetend!

I'llbeintroublenowthat

Tupper-babesawme!

Chris:

Shit,Gordie,shethoughtitwasfirecrackers!

Gordie:

Idon'tcare.Itwasameantrick,Chris.

Chris:

Hey,Gordie.Ididn'tknowitwasloaded.Honest.

Gordie:

Youswear?

Chris:

Yeah,Iswear.

Gordie:

Onyourmother'sname?

Chris:

Yeah.

Gordie:

Evenifshegoestohellbecauseyoulied?

Chris:

Yeah,Iswear!

Gordie:

Pinkyswear?

Chris:

Pinkyswear.

Eyeball:

Hey,girls,where'reyougoin'?

Gordie:

Hey,comeonman,mybrothergavemethat!

Ace:

Andnowyougivenittome.

Gordie:

Giveittome!

Comeon!

Man!

That'smine!

Chris:

You'rearealasshole,youknowthat?

Ace:

Yourbrother'snotverypolite,Eyeball.

Eyeball:

NowChristopher.Iknowyoudidn'tmeantoinsultmyfriend.

Ace:

Iknowhedidn'tmeantoinsultme.That'swhyIgonnagivehimthe

opportunityoftakingitback.

Chris:

Ah,ohshit!

Ace:

Takeitback!

Chris:

Oh.

Gordie:

Comeon,man,stopit