华尔街中级英语学习教程第6课：工作Act2 (MP3和文本下载)

SUSAN: I suppose I'd better go out and do some shopping. Can I just go out like this? I'll have a look at myself. My God! I look awful. I suppose I'll have to wash my face, and put on some makeup, and - I just don't feel like it! I don't feel like anything!

SUSAN: Just drinking; that's the only thing I'm good for!

SUSAN: My God, it’s you, Harry! I wasn't expecting you.

HARRY: I wasn't expecting what bloody Thacker said to me either! I've got to go back to Trinidad!

SUSAN: Oh, no!

HARRY: So I'm just going to pack my suitcase. I'm getting the 3:30 flight.

HARRY: I'll take this light cotton suit, and these ties, and this shirt, and this one, and a pair of black shoes and a few pairs of socks.

SUSAN: Harry, do you still find me attractive?

HARRY: Eh?

SUSAN: Or are you starting to find me horrible and ugly?

HARRY: Look dear, this really isn't the moment to talk about things like that. I've got a plane to catch in under two hours. I'll just get my washing and shaving things.

HARRY: Razor, soap, towel, you don't mind if I take the shampoo, do you? Toothpaste... toothbrush… Where's my toothbrush? Have you seen it?

SUSAN: It's never the right moment, is it, Harry? You've always got to go somewhere for work! You've only just come back from Trinidad!

HARRY: Look, I'm not going there on bloody holiday! It's bad enough already without you making it worse! Now where’s my damned toothbrush?

SUSAN: So what would you like me to do then? Just go on as if I didn't care? As if it didn't matter to me one way or the other?

HARRY: I’ll have to buy a toothbrush at the airport. I'm going to miss that plane if I don't leave soon.

SUSAN: Are you listening to me, Harry?

HARRY: Ah, here it is! What the hell was it doing there? Look, Susan, we'll have a nice long talk when I come back, OK?

SUSAN: And when will that be?

HARRY: I don't know, do I? I'm a detective, not a bloody fortune-teller! Soon, I hope.

HARRY: Here we are; I've packed my suitcase. I’ll call you, OK?

SUSAN: What does she look like, Harry?

HARRY: What? What does who look like? Oh come on Susan, don't be ridiculous! Look, I've really got to go now; bye-bye. I'll send you a postcard; I'll call you! Bye!

SUSAN: So that's all I get! That's all I ever get from men! What's the matter with me? Oh, I hate myself!

SUSAN: I'll just take a couple of pills and go to sleep. I just want to forget about everything! Damn it, it's empty! I'll just have to go to the pharmacy and get some more.

ASSISTANT: Can I help you?

SUSAN: Yes. I'd like 50 Oblivac, please.

ASSISTANT: I'm sorry, madam, you can only get Oblivac on prescription.

SUSAN: It's alright, I've got one.

ASSISTANT: I'm afraid this prescription is out of date. You'll have to go to your doctor for another one.

SUSAN: Oh, alright. I’d better go right away.

DOCTOR HARGREAVES: Come in!

DOCTOR: Good afternoon, Mrs Temple. How are we getting along?

DOCTOR HARGREAVES: Come in!

DOCTOR: Good afternoon, Mrs Temple. How are we getting along?

DOCTOR: Do sit down, won't you?

SUSAN: I'd like another prescription for Oblivac, please.

DOCTOR: I see. Any particular reason?

SUSAN: Yes, the pharmacist told me I couldn't get them without a prescription.

DOCTOR: No, I meant: is there any reason why you're finding it hard to sleep? Do you have any aches and pains?

SUSAN: Well, I have had a bit of toothache.

DOCTOR: I see. Have you been to see a dentist?

SUSAN: Yes. I went to the dentist last week.

DOCTOR: So your teeth don't hurt any more, then?

SUSAN: No.

DOCTOR: Anything else? Have you injured yourself in any way?

SUSAN: No.

DOCTOR: But you're still having difficulty in sleeping?

SUSAN: Yes.

DOCTOR: Would you say it was for psychological reasons, perhaps?

SUSAN: Look, I don't know, doctor! I'm tired and fed-up! I just want to sleep, and forget everything!

DOCTOR: Hmm. Look, I think I'll make you an appointment to see a colleague of mine: Dr Cranston. She's a really understanding and caring person; I think you could do with someone to talk to, don't you? When would be a good time for you?

SUSAN: What is she, this Dr Cranston?

DOCTOR: She's a psychiatrist.

SUSAN: Do you think I'm going crazy, then? Is that why you're sending me to a psychiatrist?

DOCTOR: Of course you're not going crazy, Mrs Temple; you're just a little… overtired, that's all. Look, don't think of her as a psychiatrist, just think of her as someone to talk to. When shall we say, then? I'll make the appointment now.

PSYCHIATRIST: Good morning, Mrs Temple. Have a seat, won't you? Dr Hargreaves told me about you.

SUSAN: That I was going crazy?

PSYCHIATRIST: Are you going crazy?

SUSAN: No, I meant: was that what Dr Hargreaves said?

PSYCHIATRIST: You said it, not Dr Hargreaves.

SUSAN: Look, what am I here for? I just wanted some pills to get to sleep, that's all.

PSYCHIATRIST: You wanted some pills to get to sleep.

SUSAN: Yes! Is there anything wrong with that?

PSYCHIATRIST: Do you think there's anything wrong with it?

SUSAN: I don't know. Look, why do you keep asking me questions?

PSYCHIATRIST: How do you feel about me asking you questions?

SUSAN: I don't know! Look, what do you want me to tell you?

PSYCHIATRIST: What do you think you should tell me?

SUSAN: Alright, I'll tell you, damn it! I'll tell you everything! My husband's just gone away for work, again!

PSYCHIATRIST: Your husband's gone away.

SUSAN: Well alright, he isn't my husband. But we're engaged!

PSYCHIATRIST: You're engaged.

SUSAN: My real husband's in prison.

PSYCHIATRIST: Your husband's in prison.

SUSAN: Well, not exactly.

PSYCHIATRIST: Not exactly your husband, or not exactly in prison?

SUSAN: He's escaped from prison, actually.

PSYCHIATRIST: He's escaped from prison?

SUSAN: Yes, and Harry's trying to catch him.

PSYCHIATRIST: Er… sorry, who’s Harry?

SUSAN: My fiancé.

PSYCHIATRIST: Your fiancé is trying to catch your husband?

SUSAN: That's right. He's a detective.

PSYCHIATRIST: Sorry, I'm not with you. Who's a detective?

SUSAN: Harry is: my fiancé!

PSYCHIATRIST: Your fiancé, who's a detective, is trying to catch your husband, who's escaped from prison. I see. And what's your role in all this?

SUSAN: I just stay at home, waiting! I'm always waiting!

PSYCHIATRIST: Who are you waiting for: the detective, or the prisoner?

SUSAN: What do you mean? I'm waiting for Harry, of course! When he's caught Roger he'll come back to me - I guess.

PSYCHIATRIST: You mean: when your fiancé has caught your husband, he - your fiancé - will come back to you?

SUSAN: Yes, I think so. Yes, my Harry will come back to me, I'm sure he will. He isn't having an affair!

PSYCHIATRIST: But your husband is having an affair?

SUSAN: Well, he was; before Harry arrested him. With my best friend, too! Some friend!

PSYCHIATRIST: Sorry Mrs Temple, I've lost you again. Your fiancé arrested your best friend?

SUSAN: No, Roger had an affair with Kristi, before Harry arrested him.

PSYCHIATRIST: I see. Is Kristi a man or a woman?

SUSAN: She's a woman, of course! Why - you don't think Roger's gay, do you?

PSYCHIATRIST: Of course not, no. Look, Mrs Temple, I don't really think there's anything I can do for you. Would you like a prescription for Oblivac?

SUSAN: No no, I'll be alright. I'm feeling much better now, thanks. I'll go home, maybe, have a drink, listen to a record. Harry'll probably call me tonight.