六人行中英对照810 The One With Monicas Boots.docx

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六人行中英对照810TheOneWithMonicasBoots

810TheOneWithMonica’sBoots

[Scene:

MonicaandChandler's,MonicaistryingonapairofnewbootsasChandlerenters.]

Monica:

Hey!

Sowhatdoyouthink?

Chandler:

Newhaircut?

（Monicanods‘No.’）Necklace?

（No）Dress?

（No）Boots?

（Monicanods‘Yes.’）Boots!

Monica:

Yes!

Now,they’realittlemorethanInormallyspendonboots…orrent（Showshimthereceipt.）

Chandler:

OhmyGod!

Monica:

Iknow.

Chandler:

I’mgonnamissbeingabletoaffordfood.

Monica:

I’msorry,theyjust,theyjustlooksogood!

Andthesaleswomanwaslookingatmelike,"Oh,thesearewaytooexpensiveforyou."

Chandler:

Shehadapoint.（Showsherthereceipt.）

Rachel:

（entering）Hi!

Monica:

Hey.

Rachel:

OhmyGod!

（Noticestheboots）OhMonica!

Thosebootsareamazing!

Monica:

They’remine!

Chandler:

Yeahwell,toobadwe’regonnahavetoreturnthem.

Rachel:

Returnthem?

!

Shh!

They’regonnahearyou!

Monica:

Honey,I’mnotreturningthem.Okay?

ImeanI-Iknowtheycostalot,butI’mgoingtowearthemallthetime.You’llsee.Besides,Ilovethecompliments.Imean,haveyoueverhadsomethingsobeautifuleveryonewantedit?

Chandler:

Ihaveyou.

Monica:

Nicetry;I’mkeepingtheboots.

OpeningCredits

[Scene:

CentralPerk,Phoebe,Ross,andRachelaresittingonthecouchandRossistalkingtoRachel’s,whoisnowshowing,stomach.]

Ross:

That’sright,Iloveyou!

And-andI’mgonnaplaywithyouallthetime.

Phoebe:

Howcanyoulethimtalktoyourcrotchlikethat?

Rachel:

（pause）He’stalkingtothebaby.

Phoebe:

Ohh!

Okay!

Okay,causewhen-whenhesaid,"Ican’twaittohearyourfirstwords,"Ithought,"There’satrick."

Rachel:

Okay.Well,Igottagoyouguys.I’llseeyoulater.

Phoebe:

Okay.

Ross:

Bye.

Rachel:

Bye.（ShegetsuptoleavebutisstoppedbyJoey）

Joey:

OhheyRach,listen—Hi!

Rachel:

Hi.

Joey:

Umm,canyoudomeafavor?

Iwastalkin’tomysisterandsheknowsyouworkatRalphLauren…

Rachel:

No,forgetit!

Noway!

IamnotsendinganymoreRalphLaurenclothestoprison.Itisawaste.

Joey:

No-no-no-no-no-no,nother,nother.Myyoungestsister,Dina,she’sreallyinterestedinfashion,andshewantstotalktosomeonesuccessful,y’know,togivehersomeadvice.

Rachel:

IguessIcantalktooneofmysupervisors…

Joey:

Ohno-no-no-no,shewantstotalktoyou!

Rachel:

Really?

!

OhmyGod!

I’msuccessful!

Joey:

Okay,sowillyoumeetwithher?

Rachel:

Yes!

I’dloveto!

Havehercomebytheoffice.

Joey:

Great!

Thanks!

You’regonnalovehersomuch.And—Oh,she’sthesmartestofalltheTribbianichildren.Hey,y’knowtheS.A.T’s?

Rachel:

Yeah.

Joey:

Shetook‘em!

（JoeygoestogetcoffeeandRachelexitsasthecamerapanstoPhoebeandRossonthecouch.）

Phoebe:

HeyRoss!

Doesn’tBengototheSmithfieldDaySchool?

Ross:

Yeah.Why?

Phoebe:

Stinghasasonthatgoestheretoo!

Ross:

YeahIknow;he’sinBen’sclass.

Phoebe:

Youknewthisandyouneversaidanything?

!

Withallthestupiddinosaurstuffyoutellus?

!

Ross:

Fine!

Nomoredinosaurstuff!

CanItalkaboutfossils?

（Joeyisabouttositdownandhearsthissoinsteadhegroansandexits.）

Phoebe:

Sting’sson,sevenyearsoldandthere’sapicture.

Ross:

Whatareyoureading?

TheKidnappersGuidetoManhattanPrivateSchools?

Phoebe:

No,it’sNewYorkmagazine.It’sanarticleaboutthebestschoolsinthecity.SohowwelldoyouknowSting?

Ross:

Uh,Iactuallyhaven’tevenmethim.

Phoebe:

Uh-huh,yeahthat’stoobad.IreallywanttogotohisconcertFridaynight,butit’stotallysoldout.Iknow!

Whydon’tyoumeethimandgettickets?

!

IfyougettwoI’lltakeyou.

Ross:

Wellactually,I’mpickingBenuptomorrow,maybehe’llbethere.

Phoebe:

Thereyougo!

Oh,youaresolucky!

YoumightactuallygettomeetStingtomorrow!

That’swhyyouhavekids!

[Scene:

CentralPerk,thenextdayRachel,Phoebe,andChandlerarethereasMonicaenters.]

Monica:

Heyguys!

Chandler:

Hey-hey.

Rachel:

HiMonica!

Monica:

Hey.（Sitsdownonthearmofthecouch.）

Rachel:

Hiboots.

Monica:

SeeChandler?

I’mgettingalotofuseoutofthemalready!

They’reverypractical.See,youcanwearthemwithdresses,withskirts,withpants…

Chandler:

Youcanwearthemwithshortsonastreetcornerandearnthemoneytopayforthem.（Goesandgetssomecoffeeatthecounter.）

Phoebe:

Wow!

They’rebeautiful!

Rachel:

Ahh…

Monica:

（almostcrying）Theyhurtsomuch!

Phoebe:

What?

!

Monica:

Theguywhomadethesehatesfeetandwantstoseethemdie!

Rachel:

Well-wellyoucangivethemtome!

Ihaven’tfeltmyfeetinyears!

Monica:

Ican’t!

IspentsomuchmoneyonthemandItoldChandlerthatI’dwearthemallthetime,Ijustcan’tgivethemaway!

Phoebe:

Wellthengetyourmoneybackandreturnthem!

Monica:

Ican’tdothateither!

Thesoles’arealreadyalittlescuffedupandtheinsidesarefilledwithmyblood.

Ross:

（entering）Hey!

Chandler:

（returningtohisseat）Hey!

Ross:

HeyIuhjustpickedupBenfromschool…

Chandler:

（spinningaroundlookingforhim）Idon’tthinkyoudidaverythoroughjob!

Ross:

IdroppedhimoffatCarol’s.（ToPhoebe）Anyway,itturnsoutthatI’mnotgoingtobeabletogetthoseticketsthough.

Phoebe:

Ohno!

Whynot?

Ross:

WellitturnsoutthatBenandSting’ssondonotgetalong.

Phoebe:

Howcome?

!

Ross:

Apparently,Sting’ssonmadefunofthefactthatBen’smomsarelesbinims.

Phoebe:

Wait!

ButRossiftheydon’tgetalongthenyoushouldsmooththingsover.Makethembefriends.

Ross:

Phoebe,youcan’tforcekidstobefriends.

Phoebe:

Sureyoucan!

Givethemsomeblocks,puttheminaplaypen!

Ross:

Playpen?

!

Ben’sseven!

Phoebe:

Yourkidisseven?

!

（Rossnods,"Yes."）（Totherest）He’sreallysmall.（ToRoss）Please!

Pleasegetthetickets!

Ross:

LookI’msorryPheebs,Ican’tdoit.

Phoebe:

Yesyoucan!

Stingsayssohimself!

Ross:

What?

Phoebe:

（singing）Rossssscan!

Ross:

LookPhoebe,I’msorryit’sjust…

Phoebe:

（singing）Rosssscan!

Ross:

Phoebe,I…

Phoebe:

（singing）Rossscan!

Givemethetickets!

Rosscangivemethetickets!

!

（Rossrunsouttogetthetickets.）

[Scene:

Rachel’sOffice,JoeyhasbroughtDinatomeetwithRachel.]

Joey:

（entering,withDina）Heresheis!

Futurefashionsuperstar!

Rachel:

OhJoey,I’mhardlya…

Joey:

MylittlesisterDina!

Rachel:

Right!

HiDina!

Dina:

Hi.

Rachel:

Nicetomeetyou.（Theyshakehands.）

Dina:

Thankssomuchformeetin’withme.Joey’stoldmesomuchaboutyou!

Joey:

Thisissoexcitingforher.Well,I’llletyoutwofash…istsgetdowntobusiness.（Exits.）

Rachel:

Okay.AllrightDina,welllet’stalkaboutthedifferentareasoffashionthatyoucouldgetinvolvedin.Let’ssee,there’sdesign,butyoumayneedawholeotherdegreeforthat.Uh,there’s-there’ssales,whichisgreatbecauseyougettotravel…

Dina:

I…Idon’tcareaboutfashion!

I’mpregnant!

AndIknowyouaretoo,soyougottahelpme!

Rachel:

（stunned）Andthere’smarketing…

[Scene:

TheHallway,Monicaisreturning,butbeforesheenterstheapartmentshestopsonthestepandchangesfromwearingtennisshoestothebootsandshemoansinpainassheputseachbooton.]

Monica:

（standingup）Ahhhhhhhh!

Chandler:

（openingthedoor）What’swrong?

Monica:

OhnothingI’mjust—justwasyawning.（Mimicsthegroanfrombeforeandstretches.）

Chandler:

Ohdon’tforget,myofficeholidaypartyistonight.（Theygointotheapartment.）

Monica:

Honey,wedon’treallyhavetogotothisthingtonightdowe?

Chandler:

Nowsweetie,Iknowyoudon’tlikemyofficeparties,butyoucanwearyournewboots.See?

Everycloudhasa…suppleleatherlining.

Monica:

I-Idon’t-Idon’tthinkthatI’mgonnawearthebootstonight.

Chandler:

Whynot?

Monica:

Welly’know,I’mjust-I’mjustworriedthatbosseswillseethemandthinktheypayyoutoomuchmoney.Or!

Oryourassistantwillseethemand-andwantaraise!

Chandler:

DoyouthinkIworkatsomekindofbootpricingcompany?

Monica:

Anyway,IpickedupthisoutfitthatIwanttowearandthe,andthebootsdon’treallygowithit.

Chandler:

Yousaidthatyoupaidallthatmoneybecausethosebootsgowithskirts,dresses,andpants!

Monica:

Fine!

Ifyouwantmetoweartheboots,I’llweartheboots.Infact,I’llgointomyroomrightnowandy’knowtrytheoutfiton.

Chandler:

Okay.

Monica:

Okay?

（Shestartstowalkwhichcauseshertostartcrying）Ooowee!

Christmaspartyinmyboots!

（Runsintothebedroomandmixessaying‘ow’withlaughing.）

[Scene:

TheHallway,RachelisabouttoenterherapartmentwithDinatotellJoeythenews.]

Dina:

I-Ican’tgointhere.Ican’ttellhim!

Rachel:

Honey,it’sgoingtobeokay.He’sbeenincrediblysupportiveofme,andifhegetsalittleupset;that’swhatthemeatballsubisfor.（ShegivesDinaasandwichwrappedinaluminumfoil.）

Dina:

Thankyou.

Rachel:

Okay.

（Theyenter.）

Joey:

Hey!

It’smyfashiongirls!

（Theydon’treact.）What’swrong?

Rachel:

Honey,whydon’tyousitdown?

Dinahassomethingthatshewantstotellyou.

Joey:

（concerned）Oh.What’s,what’sgoingon?

Isitmom?

Isshesick?

Isitdad’sheart?

Isthatasandwich?

Dina:

Joe,momanddadarefine…

Joey:

Isthatasandwich?

!

Rachel:

Joey…there’ssomethingthatyou…shouldknow.Dina?

Dina:

I’mpregnant.

Joey:

（angrily）What?

!

Rachel:

（ToDina）Now!

Givehimthesandwich!

Givehimthesandwich!

（Shequicklysetsthesandwichinfrontofhim.）

Joey:

Wellobviouslythisisamistake!

Youcan’tbepregnant!

Becauseyouhavetohavesextogetpregnant!

Dina:

Joe,ItriedtowaituntilIwas25likeyoudid!

Rachel:

What?

!

Dina…

Joey:

（toRachel）Bub!

!

!

（PointsatherandquietsRachel.）（ToDina）Ican’tbelievethis!

You’rethegoodone!

Youwenttocollege!

Bothyears!

Whodidthistoyou?

!

Dina:

BobbyCorso,buthe’sarealniceguy.Ilikehimal