华尔街高级英语学习教程第5课：机场接人Act2 (MP3和文本下载)

JOHN: “Washdon International Airport”. At last! Now, where to park? Hey, there’s a perfect place, right outside the entrance, where all those taxis are.

JOHN: Lucky nobody else parked here. Now let's go and find Mr - What's-his-name? - Gusper. I hope he’s still there; I must be at least an hour late…

AIRPORT ANNOUNCER: Band Air wishes to apologize for the delay to flight BO 472 from Tokyo. The late arrival of this flight is due to operating difficulties - or some garbage like that.

JOHN: That's a bit of luck, anyway. I’m an hour late myself.

ANNOUNCER: Passengers with connecting flights to other parts of Great Britica need not go through Immigration Control, but should go straight to the Domestic Departures lounge. Take it easy, you've probably missed your flights anyway.

JOHN: I guess this must be him!

‘GUSPER’: So you're the cab driver - Good Heavens!

JOHN: What is it?

HUGO: Oh, nothing. It's a damned nuisance, my flight was delayed.

JOHN: Yeah, I heard the announcement.

HUGO: Uh-huh. Look, why don't you wait here while I go and see if there any messages for me on the board?

JOHN: Oh no, it's alright, I'll come with you.

JOHN: Here, let me push your luggage cart.

HUGO: You really needn't bother. I can manage by myself.

JOHN: No, I insist.

JOHN: Did you have an enjoyable flight?

HUGO: Yes, it was perfectly alright.

JOHN: Hey, did you get those cigars at the duty-free shop?

HUGO: Yes, I did.

JOHN: Havana cigars are the best kind, aren't they?

HUGO: Stop here, please; this is the message board.

JOHN: Are there any messages for you?

HUGO: I haven't looked yet! Let me see... there doesn't seem to be anything.

JOHN: Aren't you looking in the wrong section, Mr Gusper? Your name begins with 'G', not 'P'. It's strange, you know, you remind me of someone I used to know; I'm just trying to remember -

HUGO: Look, would you mind waiting here while I go to the men’s room? It's alright, I'll take the luggage cart.

JOHN: Hey, that's funny; I want to go to the men’s room too. I might as well come with you, I guess.

JOHN: What's the matter with this door? It won't open!

HUGO: That's because you're pulling it. You'll probably have more success if you push it, like the notice says.

JOHN: Oh, yes! Gee, how dumb of me!

HUGO: I'll stay outside with the luggage cart, then.

JOHN: Oh no, Mr Gusper, please. I'll look after it, don't you worry.

JOHN: The cab's parked over there.

JOHN: Here it is. Hey look, someone's left me a letter. I wonder who it's from?

HUGO: I think you'll find it's a parking fine, actually.

JOHN: “Washdon Police Department, Traffic Control Division. Your vehicle is illegally parked, for which a fine of $100 is payable. If this vehicle is not removed by 2:30 p.m. it will be towed away.” Gosh, darn it!

HUGO: Look, I think I'll go and get another cab.

JOHN: Oh no no, I'll take you there! Let me put your luggage in the trunk.

JOHN: I'm sure the firm will pay the parking fine - don’t you think?

JOHN: Well, in you get, Mr Gusper.

JOHN: So, you're going to the Terminal Hotel, are you...? Hey, I've just realized who you remind me of! You look exactly like someone I used to know called Hugo Peters, only he had a beard and mustache. Are you his brother, by any chance?

HUGO: Never heard of him.

JOHN: Even your voice sounds the same as his.

HUGO: Listen, I'm late for an appointment. Can't you go any faster?

JOHN: Oh yes, certainly.

JOHN: It's got quite good acceleration, this car. And the top speed is over 90, you know. You know, it’s kinda weird, though. Are you sure you've never heard of Hugo Peters?

HUGO: Concentrate on the road, will you, please! Look out, those traffic lights are red!

JOHN: Sorry about that. The brakes are good, aren't they?

HUGO: You didn't lock the trunk, did you?

JOHN: No, why? Oh darn it, it's a cop!

JOHN: Good morning, officer; I mean, afternoon. It is afternoon, isn't it? My watch has stopped, so I'm not really sure.

MOTORCYCLE COP: Do you realize that you were breaking the speed limit?

JOHN: Oh! Uh…. was I?

COP: Yes. You were doing 85 miles an hour, and the speed limit on this road is 50.

JOHN: Gosh, I'm real sorry. You see, I'm a cab-driver, and I was taking a passenger to the Terminal Hotel, and he kept telling me, like, to hurry up.

COP: What passenger?

JOHN: The gentleman in the back seat, of course. You see -

COP: What are you talking about? There's no one in the back seat.

JOHN: Eh? Gee, he must have got out of the cab. And he didn't even pay me! Huh! Maybe it was because I said he reminded me of Hugo Peters.

COP: Who? Can you say that name again?

JOHN: Hugo Peters. You don’t know him, do you? My passenger looked just like him, only he was clean-shaven, and his name was Theo Gusper. You see –

COP: Hold on.

HENSON: Henson speaking.

COP: Bates here, Mr Henson. Does the name “Hugo Peters” mean anything to you?

HENSON: It certainly does! Have you found him?

COP: No sir, but I've just stopped a guy who claims to be a taxi driver. This guy claims he picked up a man at the airport called Theo Gusper, who looked exactly like Hugo Peters.

HENSON: Really? Where was he going?

COP: To the Terminal Hotel.

HENSON: Thank you, Bates. I'll send Bedges there straight away.