6人英语话剧剧本出租车司机
英语话剧剧本《灰姑娘》
<<灰姑娘>>剧本英汉对照版：Once there lived a kind and lovely girl. After her father's death, her stepmother became cruel to her.Her two step-sisters teased her, asking her to do all the housework.从前有一位可爱善良的姑娘，她父亲很早就去世了。
她的继母经常虐待她，继母带来的两个孩子也经常欺负她，她们把灰姑娘当女拥一样使唤。
stepmother: Do the laundry and get on with your duties. Clean the floors right away. And what's more,bring me my breakfast.把这些衣服拿到洗衣房做你的事情。
把地板赶快给我擦干净。
另外，把我的早饭带来。
stepsister1: Cinderella! Get me my sweater, I feel a little cold.灰姑娘，把我的衣服拿来，我感到有点冷。
stepsister2: Hurry up! Prepare the carriage for me, hand me my gloves. I'm to be late for my date. You're so, you're always so sluggish.快点！把马车给我准备好，递我手套。
我约会要晚了，你总是那么慢慢腾腾的。
Cruel as her stepmother was to her, Cinderella still lived an optimistic life. She had a lot of animal friends.虽然继母这样对她，可灰姑娘还是乐观地活着，另外她还有许多小动物做她的朋友。
初中生英语话剧剧本(6人)
6人初中生英语剧本A Play: Buying MedicineCharacters:X ------ Xiao FeiS ------ ShopkeeperD- ---- Doctor LiO- ---- Others ( O1, O2 O3 -----)Ws ------ Wounded soldiers ( W1, W2,W3 -----)H -----He zhenwu, a Japanese spyW- ---- WomanJ ------ JapaneseScene1( At an old temple lie some wounded soldiers. D is examining their wounds.)D: Good evening, everyone.Ws: (Together) Good evening, Dr Li.D: Hello, let me examine you.W1: I’m all right. There’s no need to do so. ( W1 is about to fall down.)D: (Helps him up) Your leg discloses you! Let me have a look. Ah, it’s going worse. Let me put some medicine on you.W1:No, it isn’t necessary. There is little medicine left. Go to look after that young man. He has a high fever. He seems fainted.D: ( Takes W2’s temper ature. ) So he has! He needs an injection but we have none. Feed him these last three pills with warm water. What else can I do? There’s no medicine left.W3:Don’t worry, Doctor. I am young and strong. I am all tight now. I’ll go and buy some medicine.D: No, you are not all right. Your leg will bleed when you move. Lie down and have a good rest.W4: So you can let me go . I can run very fast. The enemy cannot catch me.( Just then, Xiao Fei comes in.)X: Be quiet everybody. You must have a good rest. This is order, you know.W1:But there’s no medicine left.X:That’s why I’m here. I’ve come to fetch the list . I’ll go to town to buy medicine.D: Have you got any money?X: No.D: ( Takes off her gold ring.) Take this with you. Perhaps you can change it for medicine.X: No, I can’t take it , because it is given to you by your future husband who gave up his life to the revolution a few days ago. It mustn’t go to other people’s hands.D: But how can you get the medicine without money?X: Don’t worry. I’ll manage. Goodbye.D and Ws: Be careful!Scene2( Music) ( Xiao is walking on the way like a businessman. He sings as he goes.When he Passes a corn field, he sees He Zhenwu the Japanese spy robbing a woman)W: Help! Help!H: You needn’t cry. There’s nobody else here. Let me marry you and make yourself noble.W: You Japanese spy! No one will marry you.H:Otherwise I’ll kill you! ( He raises his gun and the woman catches hold of his wrist . They start a fight. Finally, H knocks W down. Just then X arrives)X: Stop! Don’t bully Chinese woman!H: It’s none of your business! Go away.X: I would rather stop you. ( H raises his gun towards X. X kicks it away. They begin a fight. W puts on his clothes W and begins to pull H’s leg. X knocks H down)X: (To W) Quick! Help me tie him up.W: You are bleeding. Let me do first aid.X: It doesn’t matter. Pull him into the corn fields.H: Please spare my life. I won’t do that again( W takes up the gun and is about to shoot.)X: Don’t do that. If the Japanese hear the shot, they’ll come.H: Thank you, sir. But please let me go.X: Let you go? You’ll continue to kill and bully Chinese! ( X puts his socks into H’s mouth.) Wait here . And lend me your pass and bike. Don’t try to run away. (They go down.)Scene 3(Music) (X is riding a bike toward town. He sings as he goes along)J1 and J2: Stop! Show me your pass.X: Here you are!J1 & J2: ( After reading it.) Hi! Salute. ( They Salute.) ( X goes through the town gate and after some time stops at a drug shop and knocks at the door.)S: Who’s it?X: It’s me, a customer.S: (To O1) Go to answer the door.O1: come in, please. You are the only customer for these days.S: What can I do far you?X: ( Hands him the pass.) We Japanese assistant soldier need some medicine. Here is the list.S: Oh, so much medicine! Do you have enough money?X:We’ll send you the money in a few days’ time. Quick, this is order. ( Shows him his gun.)S: All right! All right!S: ( To O1) Quick! Give him the medicineO1: All right . ( Hands it to X.) Here you are.X: I have to go now. Bye-bye.S: ( To O1) Quick! Close the door.O1: All right. ( He closes it.)S: ( Makes a telephone call.) Hi! This is No1 Medicine Shop. Just now, a man came in and took a lot of medicine away. Perhaps he belongs to the Eighth Route Army . Stop him, quick!( X rides his bike fast. Soon he arrives at the gate, J1 is receiving a phone call. J2 signs him to stop. X rides towards him and knocks him out. J1 begins to short at him. Soon he arrives at a bridge, where two soldiers stand . X kills them with two shots. A crowd of soldiers rush towards him. He run into the corn field. H has just frees himself and is about to leave.)J3: Oh, here he is!js: (Together) Don’t move! Hands up!H: I’m sorry. I’m not Eighth -----J4: Tie him up. ( They tie him up and beat him.)H: Ouch! I belong to Japanese army.J5:Don’t listen to him. He’s lying. Put him in our car. Let’s go. (They go down.)X: (X goes through the corn field and comes up to a street. He meets some Japanese and fights them. He kills some of them and enters a lane. Finally he arrives at the temple. D and Ws come to welcome him)D: Here comes our hero.Ws: Congratulations.X: Thank you, everybody.( The end )。
英语话剧
八戒做出用力拖的样子，没有发现拖出来的却是悟空。悟空一松手，八戒摔倒在地。
八戒：娘子，你怎么这么狠心把我摔倒了? 不要开玩笑了。
How could you let me fall down? Don’t kid any longer.
悟空大笑：呆子，看看我是谁！
继续艰难地走。小女子得意地在背上笑。八戒体力不支，一跤摔倒，小女子倒地之后，
灵活地越上台上的假山，先做出猴子笑看八戒的样子，再做出摔疼了的样子在那里呻吟。
八戒听到女子的呻吟，忙东张西望找小媳妇。
八戒：娘子，摔着了没有？娘子，摔着了没有？娘子，你摔到哪去了？怎么看不见你了？
Darling, are you OK? Darling, where are you? Why can't I see you?
唐僧、悟空走到他们面前。
悟空：师傅，到了。Master, here we are.
唐僧（走到老头面前行礼，悟空看见了正在哭的母女俩，觉得奇怪，上下打量）：老施主，我是从东土大唐前往西天取经的和尚，想借贵地休息一晚，不知方便否？
Excuse me, sir. I am the monk from the east. Can we stay over here tonight?
八戒听了高兴地坐在下面休息，小女子仔细地打量他。
小女子（撒娇地）：夫君，你是哪里的神仙，我都还不知道，怎么能嫁给你呢？你可要告诉我。
Honey, how can I marry you? I don’t even know where you come from. You must tell me
唐僧：老施主休要伤心，有什么事慢慢说。
6人的英语剧本出租车司机
6人的英语剧本:出租车司机一天出租车司机Tommy遇到了很多奇怪的事情。
烦人的女孩、孕妇、抢匪、不管事的警察，甚至还遇到了鬼。
CastErin Chang: RobberDebby Tsai: Police officerSerrin Lee: Betel nut girlAlec Zhao: Ghost studentLeo Lee: Taxi driverYi-ling Chen: Pregnant woman--------------------------------------------------------------------------------SummaryThis story talks about a poor taxi driver, Tommy, who meets many strange things in one day. First, he carries a Betel Nut Girl who wants to harass him. Second, a pregnant woman makes him feel nervous. Third, he carries a robber and meets a police officer who only manages traffic. At last, he carries a ghost student.Tommy: Hello, my name is Tommy. Serving you is my honor. Where would you like to go? Betel nut girl: Hi! Tommy. I’m going to Chong-Shan North Road, please.Tommy: Ok, Chong-Shan North Road, no problem. Um? I remember there’s only a Chong-Shan East Road. Miss, are you sure you’re going to Chong-Shan North Road? Betel nut girl: Um, I’m not sure. You just drive. Maybe I will remember where it is later. Betel nut girl: How old are you? Are you married? You’re probably not married since you’re so young. Do you have a girlfriend?Tommy: Um…miss, we are almost at Chong-Shan East Road. Do you want to have a look? Betel nut girl: Oh! Not here. By the way, don’t you feel tired after driving all day long? Maybe I can help you relax.Tommy: What…what do you want to do? Take your hands off me or I’ll scream! Betel nut girl: I did nothing! You just missed a nice chance. Stop the car, I want to get off.Tommy: (Relived) Great! The total is 155 dollars, Thank you.Betel nut girl: Um! Take it!Pregnant woman: Hey! Taxi!Pregnant woman: Thanks. You are real a very kind man.Tommy: Where are you going?Pregnant woman: Hospital, please.Tommy: You’re going to the prenatal checkup, right? It must be very tiring carrying a baby. Pregnant woman: Yeah. It’s almost nine months.Tommy: Woo. Congratulations.Pregnant woman: Thank you.Pregnant woman: (screaming)Tommy: Are you ok?Pregnant woman: (screaming)Tommy: Is it time now? Are you going to deliver your baby now? I will drive as fast as I can. Stay down.Pregnant woman: (screaming)Tommy: We’re almost there.Pregnant woman: (screaming)Tommy: Here we are.Pregnant woman: Are we at the hospital? Well, how much is it?Tommy: Aren’t you going into labor?Pregnant woman: Me? Are you kidding? It’s still a long time before the expected date of childbirth.Tommy: What? Well, what were you just doing?Pregnant woman: Oh, I was just practicing! This is my first time to have a baby, you know. Practice makes perfect! I need to be ready so it will go smoothly.Tommy: Practice! All right… well, the total is one hundred twenty dollars. Tommy: This woman was so strange! I thought she was going to deliver the baby in my car! Robber: Get out of here, quickly!Tommy: A strange pregnant woman just got off my car and now here comes a robber. Tommy: Where do you want to go?Robber: Shut up! Just drive!Tommy: Hey…Hey. Be careful, there’s no eye in bullets.Robber: Shut up! Just drive your car.Tommy: Ok! Ok! You are the boss.Robber: Hum…your gold necklace is very good looking. If it were on my neck, that would be nice.Tommy: Oh…com…come on, don’t do this to me. This is a fake one. I just try to look tough by wearing it.Robber: STOP nonsense!! Don’t treat me like a fool, I warn you! I will shoot you! Tommy: OK! OK! Take it easy. My mouth is sealed.Robber: .... I don’t want to do this …really… but I have 6 brothers, 7 sisters and 8 kids to feed. I even have to sell chewing gums, raise pigs. The worse of all, my husband just got out of the jail…I really have no choice.Tommy: Don’t be so sad…. Here is tissue.Robber: Thank you. Now give me your gold necklace! Hurry up! Do you want to eat bullets!!Tommy: But…but…but….Robber: Just hand it to me or I’ll become a really bad guy!!Tommy: I don’t want to die yet.The police: Beep~Beep~ stop the car.Tommy: OH! Thank God! I am safe now! Hey, cop, a robber wants to rob me and…. Police officer: Show me your license and registration.Tommy: But…sir.…I got a robber in my back….Police officer: I only watch out for traffic! The public security is not my business. Tommy: Not your business? But…Police officer: Here’s your ticket. You were speeding.Tommy: But I got a robber in my car! She told me if I couldn’t drive fast enough, she’d shoot me.Police officer: And where is the robber?Tommy: Just right over….what!! She’s gone; she was here just now….Police officer: See….your lie is stupid… Remember to take the ticket.Tommy: Sir! Sir!Tommy: I’m so unlucky. Today is not my day! Oh, no! How did I come to this middle-of-nowhere? Someone’s waving at me. Who would take a taxi in this strange place? Tommy: Hello! Serving you is my honor. Where do you want to go? Ghost student: To my home, please.Tommy: Um…can you say it more clearly? I don’t know where your home is.Ghost student: Oh, my home is located on Ta-Du Mountain.Tommy: No problem. Um… it’s an unusual place to live.Ghost student: Yes. It’s very special. My ancestors all lived here.Tommy: Oh! You’ve lived here for a long time, right?Ghost student: That’s right.Tommy: Here we are, but I don’t see any houses around. By the way, it’s so dark here. Ghost student: Don’t be so surprised. We’re in the mountain.Tommy: Are you sure your home is here?Ghost student: Yes. How much is it?Tommy: Um…The total is 100 dollars.Ghost student: I only have a 500 dollars bill.Tommy: That’s OK, I can give you change.Ghost student: There you go.Tommy: Um... What’s this?Ghost student: Money.Tommy: But...where did he go? Oh, no!…This is…ghost money…(screaming)译文：汤米:你好,我的名字是汤米。
一个简单的6人英语短剧剧本
一个简单的6人英语短剧剧本，讲述大学生活的。
by Betty LiaoCastGeorgeMancyKenTidaAnnie--------------------------------------------------------------------------------Character descriptions:(G)George － He majors in Environment Science. His roommates are Ken and Tida. They have a bad relationship. He thinks happiness is more important. His girlfriend is Mancy.(K)Ken － He fools around all the time. He doesn’t know what kind of life he wants. He hates studying and doesn’t like to be blamed.(T)Tida － He doesn’t want to spend time making friends with Ken and George. He likes to communicate with others by computer. Computer is his life.(M)Mancy－She is George’s girlfriend. She doesn’t have her own ideas. She wants to be with George all the time. Because of the reason, she ignores Annie’s feelings.(A)Annie －She is Mancy’s good friend. She likes Mancy. She is very weird so she hates Mancy’s friends. She wishes Mancy and George to break up. But she doesn’t like her evil thinking.Plot:There are three roommates who have a bad relationship, but a motorcycle accident changes their lives…..SceneⅠ(In Girls’ Dorm)M: I like to eat noodles at Hung-Lin because everything’s so cheap there.A: I know your favorite food is noodles because you can eat it as much as you can. So your lunch is noodles, and dinner noodles, too. You always say, “Annie, let’s go eat at Hung-Lin. (They walk hand in hand.)M: We’re friends. Our friendship will last forever. (They look at each other, and cross their fingers.) OS: Contrary to the girls, Tida, Ken and George have a bad relationship. They don’t like each other. SceneⅡ(Boys’ Dorm)Mancy and George go to the room with laughter.M: What’s the most important thing for you?G: Happiness. I think happiness is the most important thing in the world.M: Wow….I like your point. When you laugh, the whole world laughs with you. But when you’re sad, you’re the only one that’s sad.T: Be quiet, OK? I can’t concentrate on playing the computer games. Oh! I lost.K: It’s too lousy for me to fall asleep.(George and Mancy just keep talking.)M: George, you’re so humorous.T: (hits the desk) No more talking.(At the same time, Ken runs out of the room by slamming the door loudly.Annie calls Mancy.)M: Hello, this is Mancy.A: Mancy, it’s Annie. Where are you? I’ve been waiting for you for an hour. What happened?M: I’m sorry, Annie, I forgot our appointment. Now I’m with …George…..A: It’s okay, but I hope you can spend some time with your friends.M: I know. Next time we’ll go out to have fun together.SceneⅢ(In class)K: Sorry, I’m late.(Everyone laughs at Ken because he looks funny.)K: Why did you lock me out? I could’t take my book bag, or change. I told you that I was just going to the toilet for a minute.G: Oh. It’s not my fault. I went out first, you can ask Tida.T: I didn’t hear what you said. I just concentrated on my computer games.K: Come on! Are you kidding? I’m not happy about that. Please don’t do that again.T: Oh…OK.A: Hey, Mancy. How was the movie yesterday?M: Hmm…I’d like to see the movie, but I had a date.A: Who was with you? George?M: Yes….A: Mancy, I’m so disappointed that you fell in love with George, and you forgot me. You said we were friends forever. But ….now George is all your life.M: No matter what you said, we are friends forever.A: I don’t think so.K: Hey, Tida, George and Mancy are glued together all day. I think they come to our room too often to bother me doing homework.T: I agree with you. I can’t play my computer games well.(The bell is ringing. Everyone is out of class.)Scene Ⅳ(On the road)M: Where are we going?G: We’re going to a nice place. I have a big surprise for you. You’ll be very interested in it.M: Wow, I’m so excited. But you’re riding too fast.G: That’s OK.Oh, no! ( George and Mancy have a motorcycle accident.)SceneⅤ(In the hospital)M: Are you OK?G: Oh…I’m OK. Don’t worry. How about you?M: Just a little hurt.G: I’m so sorry.M: No, don’t say that.G: But the surprise ….M: That’s OK. We can go to that special place next time. The doctor said we can leave. Can you walk by yourself?G: Maybe I need a walking stick.Scene Ⅵ(In the boys’ dorm)K: What happened to you?G: I had a motorcycle accident.T: Are you OK?G: I’m fine, but it hurts a lot..K: How did it happen?G: When I was making a turn, I was riding too fast, so I skidded.T: Oh. Why did you ride so fast?G: Because I like the feeling of riding motorcycles fast. That’s so exciting!K: But it’s dangerous. You might get killed.T: Yeah, Ken’s right. Safety is the only way to go home.G: Well, I’ll be more careful in the future. Thanks for your advice.T: You’re hurt. How are you going to class later?K: We can help him go to class.T: That’s a good idea.G: I really appreciate your help. In the past we had a bad relationship, but now we’re good friends. K: Yeah, I should find something meaningful to do, and make my life happy like yours.T: I think that I should open my mind, then life will be happier than before.Scene Ⅶ(In the girls’ dorm)A: Oh, my…Are you OK?M: I feel just a little painful.A: Can you forgive me that I misunderstood you?M: I've already forgiven you. Anyway, we’re best friends.A: Thanks, I’ll treat you to dinner….M: Really? Where will we go?A: Hung-Lin, of course.M: Oh, no!。
2019-6人的英语剧本-出租车司机-优秀word范文 (2页)
2019-6人的英语剧本:出租车司机-优秀word范文本文部分内容来自网络整理，本司不为其真实性负责，如有异议或侵权请及时联系，本司将立即删除！== 本文为word格式，下载后可方便编辑和修改！ ==6人的英语剧本:出租车司机6人的英语剧本:出租车司机一天出租车司机 Tommy 遇到了很多奇怪的事情。
烦人的女孩、孕妇、抢匪、不管事的警察，甚至还遇到了鬼。
CastErin Chang : RobberDebby Tsai : Police officerSerrin Lee : Betel nut girlAlec Zhao : Ghost studentLeo Lee : Taxi driverYi - ling Chen : Pregnant woman--------------------------------------------------------------------------------SummaryThis story talks about a poor taxi driver , Tommy , who meets many strange things in one day . First , he carries a Betel Nut Girl who wants to harass him . Second , a pregnant woman makes him feel nervous . Third , he carries a robber and meets a police officer who only manages traffic . At last , he carries a ghost student .Tommy : Hello , my name is Tommy . Serving you is my honor . Where would you like to go ?Betel nut girl : Hi ! Tommy . I & rsquo ; m going to Chong - Shan North Road , please .。
英语话剧.txt
公交车上的闹剧6人小品道具:方向盘,几个凳子,挎包,白菜包演员:小孩,司机(男三号),售票员(女二号),女青年(女一号),小伙子(男一号),旅客(男二号),客串剧本:陈树彬,刘梅等五年级组全体人员类型;三幕情景短剧时间:2005年12月21日第一幕:上车司机:转动方向盘做停车的动作.售票员:各位旅客,到站啦,先下后上排好队,请大家注意秩序!（湖南方言）女青年:瞧,瞧,咱运气来了挡也挡不住,轮到我第一个上车,哈哈,这儿正好有座位,真是老天有眼哪!.(抱着一大包白菜上了蹒跚地上了车,作高兴状.)小伙子:唉,唉,司机同志,请先别关门.(最后一个急匆匆地上了车.)售票员:各位旅客，买票啦!(挎着包拿出一摞票据.)（四川话）女青年:到“万家乐”商场多少钱?售票员:一元钱.女青年:咦,怎么涨价了,原先不是九毛吗?售票员:那是三个月以前的价,现在是春节期间.早就涨价了,难道你不知道吗?女青年:俺好久没有出门子了,哪晓得这等邪撇子事.(从口袋内掏出一元钱硬币递给售票员) 小伙子:喂小姐,到南宫房小区多少钱?售票员:什么小姐小姐的,同志,请你说话注意点分寸行不行?要是你这么一说,别人还以为我是干那个的呢?哼!(边说边作生气状)故意瞪了小伙子一眼.小伙子:对不起,我说得不是那个意思,你千万别误会了,我的姑奶奶……售票员:姑奶奶也是你随便叫的吗?狗嘴里吐不出象牙来.恶心.废话少说,快拿一块钱来,你到终点站下车就行了.(有点不耐烦了)（广东方言）小伙子:给,谢谢哈(嬉皮笑脸)售票员:真是时代不同了，别惹我，忙着哩！.第二幕:车内司机:前面路上有个小孩,我要拐弯,你给旅客们说说.(悄悄地给旁边的售票员说)售票员:各位旅（LU）客请注意了,车子前面要拐（GUAN）弯,请大家抓好头上面的塑料拐拐.(用山东方言说道)大家赶紧齐动手去抓塑料拐拐。
小伙子:这儿有个窝正好可以坐下。
嘿嘿！(慌忙抢女青年身旁的座位)女青年:去去去，靠边站，这是俺的窝。
Taxi Driver 出租车司机英文剧本
T AXI D RIVERScreenplay by Paul SchraderProduced by Michael PhillipsJulia PhillipsDirected by Martin ScorseseCast List:Robert De Niro Travis BickleCybill Shepherd BetsyJodie Foster Iris SteensmanPeter Boyle WizardHarvey Keitel SportAlbert Brooks TomLeonard Harris Charles PalantineMartin Scorsese PassengerDiahnne Harris Concession GirlFrank Adu Angry Black Man"The whole conviction of my life nowrests upon the belief that loneliness,far from being a rare and curiousphenomenon, is the central and inevitablefact of human existence."Thomas Wolfe, "God's Lonely Man"TRAVIS BICKLEAge 26, lean, hard, the consummate loner. On the surface he appears good-looking, evenup his whole face. But behind that smile, around his dark eyes, in his gaunt cheeks, one can see the ominous stains caused by a life of private fear, emptiness and loneliness. He seems to have wandered in from a land where it is always cold, a country where the inhabitants seldom speak. The head moves, the expression changes, but the eyes remain ever-fixed, unblinking, piercing empty space.Travis is now drifting in and out of the New York City night life, a dark shadow among darker shadows. Not noticed , no reason to be noticed, Travis is one with his surroundings. He wears rider jeans, cowboy boots, a plaid western shirt and a worn beige Army jacket with a patch reading, "King Kong Company 1968-70".He has the smell of sex about him: Sick sex, repressed sex, lonely sex, but sex nonetheless. He is a raw male force, driving forward; toward what, one cannot tell. Then one looks closer and sees the evitable. The clock sprig cannot be wound continually tighter. As the earth moves toward the sun, Travis Bickle moves toward violence.TRAVIS GETS A JOBFilm opens on...EXT. MANHATTAN CAB GARAGEWeather-beaten sign above driveway reads, "Taxi Enter Here". Yellow cabs scuttle in and out. It is WINTER, snow is piled on the curbs, the wind is howling.INSIDE GARAGEAre parked row upon row of multi-colored taxis. Echoing SOUNDS of cabs idling , cabbies talking. Steamy breath and exhaust fill the air.INT. CORRIDOROf cab company offices. Lettering on ajar door reads:"PERSONAL OFFICEMarvis Cab CompanyBlue and White Cab Co.Acme TaxiDependable Taxi ServicesJRB Cab CompanySpeedo Taxi Service"SOUND of office busywork: Shuffling, typing, arguing.PERSONAL OFFICE is a cluttered disarray. Sheets with heading "Marvis, B&W, Acme" and so forth are tacked to crumbling plaster wall: It is March. Desk is cluttered with forms, reports and an old upright Royal typewriter.Dishelved middle-aged New Yorker looks up from the desk. We CUT IN to ongoing conversation between the middle-aged PERSONNEL OFFICER and a YOUNG MAN standing in front on hisThe young man is TRAVIS BICKLE. He wears his jeans, boots and Army jacket. He takes a drag off his unfiltered cigarette.The Personnel Officer is beat and exhausted: He arrives at work exhausted. Travis is something else again. His intense steely gaze is enough to jar even the Personnel Officer out of his workaday boredom.PERSONNEL OFFICER (O.S.)No trouble with the Hack Bureau?TRAVIS (O.S.)No Sir.PERSONNEL OFFICER (O.S.)Got your license?TRAVIS (O.S.)Yes.PERSONNEL OFFICERSo why do you want to be a taxi driver?TRAVISI can't sleep nights.PERSONNEL OFFICERThere's porno theatres for that.TRAVISI know. I tried that.The Personnel Officer, though officious, is mildly probing and curious. Travis is a cipher, cold and distant. He speaks as if his mind doesn't know what his mouth is saying.PERSONNEL OFFICERSo whatja do now?TRAVISI ride around nights mostly. Subways, buses. See things.Figur'd I might as well get paid for it.PERSONNEL OFFICERWe don't need any misfits around here, son.A thin smile cracks almost indiscernibly across Travis' lips.TRAVISYou kiddin? Who else would hack through South Bronx orHarlem at night?PERSONNEL OFFICERYou want to work uptown nights?TRAVISPERSONNEL OFFICER(thinks a moment)How's your driving record?TRAVISClean. Real clean.(pause, thin smile)As clean as my conscience.PERSONNEL OFFICERListen, son, you gonna get smart, you can leave right now.TRAVIS(apologetic)Sorry, sir. I didn't mean that.PERSONNEL OFFICERPhysical? Criminal?TRAVISAlso clean.PERSONNEL OFFICERAge?PERSONNEL OFFICERTwenty-six.PERSONNEL OFFICEREducation?TRAVISSome. Here and there.PERSONNEL OFFICERMilitary record?TRAVISHonorable discharge. May 1971.PERSONNEL OFFICERYou moonlightin?TRAVISNo, I want long shifts.PERSONNEL OFFICER(casually, almost to himself)We hire a lot of moonlighters here.TRAVISSo I hear.PERSONNEL OFFICER(looks up at Travis)Hell, we ain't that much fussy anyway. There's always(rummages through his drawer, collectingvarious pink, yellow and white forms)Fill out these forms and give them to the girl at the desk,and leave your phone number. You gotta phone?TRAVISNo.PERSONNEL OFFICERWell then check back tomorrow.TRAVISYes, Sir.CUT TO: CREDITSCREDITS appear over scenes from MANHATTAN NIGHTLIFE. The snow has melted, it is spring.A rainy, slick, wet miserable night in Manhattan's theatre district. Cabs and umbrellas are congested everywhere; well-dressed pedestrians are pushing, running, waving down taxis. The high-class theatre patrons crowding out of the midtown shows are shocked to find that the same rain that falls on the poor and common is also falling on them.The unremitting SOUNDS of HONKING and SHOUTING play against the dull pitter-patter of rain. The glare of yellow, red and green lights reflects off the pavements and autos."When it rains, the boss of the city is the taxi driver" – so goes the cabbie's maxim, proven true by this particular night's activity. Only the taxis seem to rise above the situation: They glide effortlessly through the rain and traffic, picking up whom they choose, going where they please.Further uptown, the crowds are neither so frantic nor so glittering. The rain also falls on the street bums and aged poor. Junkies still stand around on rainy street corners, hookers still prowl rainy sidewalks. And the taxis service them too.All through the CREDITS the exterior sounds are muted, as if coming from a distant room or storefront around the corner. The listener is at a safe but privileged distance.After examining various strata of Manhattan nightlife, CAMERA begins to CLOSE IN on one particular taxi, and it is assumed that this taxi is being driven by Travis Bickle.END CREDITSCUT TO:WE MEET TRAVISTravis's yellow taxi pulls in foreground. On left rear door are lettered the words "Dependable Taxi Service".We are somewhere on the upper fifties on Fifth Ave. The rain has not let up.An ELDERLY WOMAN climbs in the right rear door, crushing her umbrella. Travis waits a moment, then pulls away from the curb with a start.Later, we see Travis' taxi speeding down the rain-slicked avenue. The action is periodically accompanied by Travis' narration. He is reading from a haphazard personal diary.TRAVIS (V.O.)(monotone)April 10, 1972. Thank God for the rain which has helpedwash the garbage and trash off the sidewalks.TRAVIS' POV of sleazy midtown side street: Bums, hookers, junkies.TRAVIS (V.O.)I'm working a single now, which means stretch-shifts, six tosix, sometimes six to eight in the a.m., six days a week.A MAN IN BUSINESS SUIT hails Travis to the curb.TRAVIS (V.O.)It's a hustle, but it keeps me busy. I can take in three tothree-fifty a week, more with skims.Man in Business Suit, now seated in back seat, speaks up:MAN IN BUSINESS SUIT(urgent)I Kennedy operating, cabbie? Is it grounded?On seat next to Travis is half-eaten cheeseburger and order of french fries. He puts his cigarette down and gulps as he answers:TRAVISWhy should it be grounded?MAN IN BUSINESS SUITListen – I mean I just saw the needle of the Empire StateBuilding. You can't see it for the fog!TRAVISThen it's a good guess it's grounded.MAN IN BUSINESS SUITThe Empire State in fog means something, don't it? Do youknow, or don't you? What is your number, cabbie?TRAVISHave you tried the telephone?MAN IN BUSINESS SUIT(hostile, impatient)There isn't time for that. In other words, you don't know.TRAVISNo.MAN IN BUSINESS SUITWell, you should know, damn it, or who else would know?Pull over right here.(points out window)Why don't you stick your goddamn head out of thegoddamn window once in a while and find out about thegoddamn fog!Travis pulls to the curb. The Business Man stuffs a dollar bill into the pay drawer and jumps out of the cab. He turns to hail another taxi.MAN IN BUSINESS SUITTaxi! Taxi!Travis writes up his trip card and drives away.It is LATER THAT NIGHT. The rain has turned to drizzle. Travis drives trough another section of Manhattan.TRAVIS (V.O.)I work the whole city, up, down, don't make no differenceto me – does to some.STREETSIDE: TRAVIS' POVBlack PROSTITUTE wearing white vinyl boots, leopard-skin mini-skirt and blond wig hails taxi. On her arm hangs half-drunk seedy EXECUTIVE TYPE.Travis pulls over.Prostitute and John climb into back seat. Travis checks out the action in rear view mirror.TRAVIS (V.O.)Some won't take spooks – Hell, don't make no differencetom me.Travis' taxi drives through Central Park.GRUNTS, GROANS coming from back seat. Hooker and John going at it in back seat. He's having a hard time and she's probably trying to get him to come off manually.JOHN (O.S.)Oh baby, baby.PROSTITUTE (O.S.)(forceful)Come on.Travis stares blankly ahead.CUT TO: TRAVIS' APARTMENTCAMERA PANS SILENTLY across INTERIOR room, indicating this is not a new scene. Travis is sitting at plain table writing. He wears shirt, jeans, boots. An unfiltered cigarette rests in a bent coffee can ash tray.CLOSEUP of notebook. It is a plain lined dimestore notebook and the words Travis is writing with a stubby pencil are those he is saying. The columns are straight, disciplined. Some of the writing is in pencil, some in ink. The handwriting is jagged.CAMERA continues to PAN, examining Travis' apartment. It is unusual, to say the least;A ratty old mattress is thrown against one wall. The floor is littered with old newspapers, worn and unfolded streets maps and pornography. The pornography is of the sort that looks cheap but costs $10 a threw – black and white photos of naked women tied and gagged with black leather straps and clothesline. There is no furniture other than the rickety chair and table. A beat-up portable TV rests on an upright melon crate. The red silk mass in another corner looks like a Vietnamese flag. Indecipherable words, figures, numbers are scribbled on the plain plaster walls. Ragged black wires dangle from the wall where the telephone once hung.TRAVIS (V.O.)They're all animals anyway. All the animals come out atnight: Whores, skunk pussies, buggers, queens, fairies,dopers, junkies, sick, venal.(a beat)Someday a real rain will come and wash all this scum offthe streets.It's EARLY MORNING: 6 a.m. The air is clean and fresh and the streets nearly deserted. EXT. OF TAXI GARAGETravis' taxi pulls into the driveway.TRAVIS (V.O.)Each night when I return the cab to the garage I have toclean the come off the back seat. Some nights I clean off theblood.INT. OF TAXI GARAGETravis pulls his taxi into garage stall. Travis reaches across the cab and extracts a small vial of bennies from the glove compartment.Travis stands next to the cab, straightens his back, and tucks the bottle of pills into his jacket pocket. He lowers his head, looks into back seat, opens rear door and bends inside.He shakes a cigarette out of his pack of camels and lights it.SLIGHT TIMECUTTravis books it at garage office. Old, rotting slabs of wood are screwed to a grey crumbling concrete wall. Each available space is covered with hand-lettered signs, time schedules, check-out"BE ALERT!THE SAFE DRIVERIS ALWAYS READYFOR THE UNEXPECTED""SLOW DOWNAND GAUGE SPEED TOROAD CONDITIONSYOU CAN'T STOPON A DIME!"ALL NIGHT DRIVERSHAVING PERSONAL INJURY ACCIDENTSMUST PHONE IN AT ONCE TOJUDSON 2-3410AND MUST FILE A REPORT PROMPTLYAT 9 AM THE FOLLOWING MORNING AT43 W. 61st."A half dozen haggard cabbies hang around the office. Their shirts are wrinkle, their heads dropping, the mouths incessantly chattering. We pick up snatches of cabbie small talk:1ST CABBIE... hadda piss like a bull steer, so I pull over on 10th Ave,yank up the hood and do the engine job.(gestures as if taking a piss into the hood)There I am with my dong in my hand when a guy come upand asks if I need any help. "Just checking the battery", Isays, and, meanwhile...(takes imaginary piss)2ND CABBIEIf he thinks I'm going up into The Jungle this time of night,he can shove it.3RD CABBIE(talking into pay phone)Fuck that Violets First. Fucking saddle horse. No, no, theOTB. Fuck them. No, it was TKR. TCR and I'da madeseven fucking grand. Fuck them too. Alright, what aboutthe second race?4TH CABBIEOver at Love, this hooker took on the whole garage. Blewthe whole fucking joint and they wouldn't even let her usethe drinking fountain.Travis hands his trip sheet to a CAB OFFICIAL, nods slightly, turns and walks toward the door. OUTSIDETravis walks pleasantly down Broadway, his hands in his jacket pockets. The sidewalks are deserted, except for diligent fruit and vegetable VENDORS setting up their stalls. He takes a deepTravis turns a corner, keeps walking. Ahead of him a 24-hour PORNO THEATRE. The theatre, a blaze of cheap day-glow reds and yellows, is an offense to the clear, crisp morning air. The permanent lettering reads, "Adam Theatre, 16mm Sound Features". Underneath, today's feature are hand-lettered: "Six-Day Cruise" and "Beaver Dam".Travis stops at the box office, purchases a ticket, and walks in.INT. PORNO THEATRETravis stands in the aisle for a moment. He turns around, walking back toward the concession stand.CONCESSION STANDA plain dumpy-looking GIRL sits listlessly on a stool behind the shabby concession stand. A plaster-of-Paris Venus de Milo sits atop a piece of purple velvet cloth on the counter. The SOUND of the feature drones in the background.CONCESSION GIRLKin I help ya?Travis rests his elbow on the counter, looking at the Girl. He is obviously trying to be friendly – no easy task for him. God knows he needs a friend.TRAVISWhat is your name? My name is Travis.CONCESSION GIRLAwh, come off it, Pal.TRAVISNo, I'm serious, really...CONCESSION GIRLYa want me to call da boss? Huh? That what you want?CONCESSION GIRLNo, no, it's alright. I'll have a big Coca-Cola – without ice –and a large buttered popcorn, and...(pointing)... some of them chocolate covered malted milk balls... andju-jukes, a box. They last.CONCESSION GIRLWe don't have ju-jukes. We don't have Coca-Cola. We onlygot Royal Crown Cola.TRAVISThat's fine.CONCESSION GIRLThat's a dollar forty-seven.Travis lays two dollar bills on the counter.INT. THEATRE AUDITORIUMSlight TIMECUT to Travis sitting in theatre, drinking his Royal Crown Cola, eating his popcorn and milk balls. His eyes are fixed on the screen. A MALE VOICE emanates from the screen:MALE MOVIE VOICE (O.S.)Come here, bitch. I'm gonna split you in half.Male Voice yields to Travis' monotone narration.TRAVIS (V.O.)Twelve hours of work and I still cannot sleep. The daysdwindle on forever and do not end.FADE TO:WE MEET BETSYEXT. CHARLES PALANTINE CAMPAIGN HEADQUARTERSThe Headquarters of the "New Yorkers for Charles Palantine for President Committee", located at the corner of 50th Street and Broadway, are festooned in traditional red, white and blue banners, ribbons and signs.One large sign proclaims "Palantine". Another sign reads "Register for New York Primary, July 20.". The smiling middle-aged face of Charles Palantine keeps watch over the bustling pedestrians.It is LATE AFTERNOON.INSIDE HEADQUARTERSA variety of YOUNG WORKERS joke and chatter as they labor through stacks of papers. The room is pierced with the sound of ringing phones.Seen from a distance – the only way Travis can see them – those are America's chosen youth: Healthy, energetic, well-groomed, attractive, all recruited from the bucolic fields of Massachusetts and Connecticut.CAMERA FAVORS BETSY, about 25, an extremely attractive woman sitting at the reception desk between two phones and several stacks of papers. Her attractions, however, are more than skin deep. Beneath that Cover Girl facial there is a keen, though highly specialized sensibility: Her eyes scan every man who passes her desk as her mind computes his desirability: Political, intellectual, sexual, emotional, material. Simple pose and status do not impress her; she seeks out the extraordinary qualities in men. She is, in other words, star-fucker of the highest order.Betsy, putting down the phone, calls TOM, a lanky, amiable and modishly long-haired campaign workder over to her desk:BETSYTom is pleasant and good-looking, but lacks those special qualities which interest Betsy. He gets nowhere with Betsy – yet he keeps trying. Just another of those routine office flirtations which pass the hours and free the fantasies.BETSYTom, come here a moment.(he walks over)I think this canvas report is about ready to go out. Check itout with Andy, and if he okays if, have a copy made for thecampaign headquarters in every county.(a beat)And don't forget to add the new photo releases.TOMThe senator's white paper is almost ready, Bets. Should wewait for that?BETSYAndy usually just sends those to the national media. Thelocal press doesn't know what to do with a position paperuntil UPI and AP tell them anyway.TOMI think we should try to get maximum coverage for this newmandatory welfare program. Push the issues.BETSY(as if instructing a child)First push the man, then the issue. Senator Palantine is firstof all a dynamic man, an intelligent, interesting, fascinatingman.TOMYou forgot "sexy".BETSYNo, I didn't forget "sexy".TOMJust didn't get around to it, huh?BETSYO, Tom, please.TOMWell, for Christsakes, you sound like you're selling... I don'tknow what... cars... not issues.BETSYHave you ever wondered why CBS News has the highestratings?TOMMore people watch it.Alright, forget it if you're not going to be serious,TOMNo, c'mon, I'm listening. I was just...BETSYJust what?TOMKidding around... you know, fun.Betsy looks toward the street, then back at Tom.BETSYMaybe if you'd try thinking once in a while, you'd getsomewhere.TOMWith who?BETSYAlright, now. You want to know why CBS has the highestratings? You their news is any different from NBC, ABC?It's all the same news. Same stories. Same order usually.What, you thought they had good news for people, right?You thought that's why people watched CBS? I'll tell youwhy people watch CBS. Cronkite. The man. You got it? Notthe news, not the issues, the man. If Walter Cronkite toldpeople to eat soap, they'd do it. We are selling cars,goddamn it.Betsy's attention is being distracted by something she sees across the street. She puts on her glasses and looks out across the street again.TOMWell, if Cronkite's so great, why don't we run him instead?BETSYThat's the last. The finish. Period. Some pople can learn.Some people can't. And you wonder why we never getserious...TOMSure we could run him. You realize he's already of hisblock association.BETSY(looks across street again)Have you been noticing anything strange?TOMNo, why?BETSYWhy's that taxi driver across the street been staring at us?What taxi driver?BETSYThat taxi driver. The one that's been sitting here.TOMHow long has he been there?BETSYI don't know – but it feels like a long time.Travis' cold piercingly eyes Stare out from his cab parked across the street from Palantine Headquarters. He is like a lone wolf watching the warm campfires of civilization from a distance.A thin red dot glows from his cigarette.Tom exchanges Travis' gaze.TOM(determined)Well, I'll go out and ask him.As Tom walks toward front door Betsy's eyes alternate between him and the position where Travis sits.EXT. PALANTINE HEADQUARTERSTom strides out the front door and walks briskly across the street toward Travis' taxi.Travis spots Tom walking toward him and quickly stares up his cab, then squeals off in a burst of billowing exhaust.Tom watches the speeding taxi quizzically.Travis' taxi continues down Broadway.CUT TO: FURTHER THOUGHTSINT. TRAVIS' APARTMENTHe lies on his mattress at the ceiling. He is fully clothed and appears deep in thought.Near his mattress rest several medications: A large bottle of vitamin pills, two smaller bottles of pills, a bottle of peach-flavored brandy.TRAVIS (V.O.)All my life needed was a sense of direction, a sense ofsomeplace to go. I do not believe one should devote his lifeto morbid self-attention, but should become a person likeother people.Travis' taxi is driving down Broadway with the "Off Duty" sign on.POV TRACKING SHOT down Broadway. CAMERA stops at Palantine Campaign Headquarters. A few WORKERS remain in the office. Betsy's desk is vacant.FIFTH AVENUE – THE SAME AFTERNOONCAMERA TRACKS with crowded mass of MANHATTANITES as they ooze through the sidewalks toward their various destination. Individuals are indiscernible: It is simply a congested mass.TRAVIS (V.O.)I first saw her at Palantine Campaign Headquarters at 58thand Broadway. She was wearing a yellow dress, answeringthe phone at her desk.Suddenly: Cut of the congested human mass, IN SLOWING MOTION, appears the slender figure of Betsy in a stylish yellow dress. The crowd parts like the Red Sea, and there she is: Walking all alone, untouched by the crowd, suspended in space and time.TRAVIS (V.O.)She appeared like an angel out of this open sewer. Out ofthis filthy mass. She is alone: They cannot touch her.INT. TRAVIS' APARTMENTHe is at the table, writing in his diary.CLOSEUP –His stubby pencil rests on the word "her".CUT TO:SMALL TALK IN A GREASY ROOMIt is 3:30 IN THE MORNING in a bacon-shaped all night WEST SIDE REATAURANT. The thick smell hangs in the air – fried grease, smoke, sweat, regurgitated wine.Whatever doesn't flush away in New York at night turns up in places like this. A burly grease-stained COOK stands over the grill. A JUNKIE shuffles from one side of the door to another. Slouched over the small four-person formica tables are several WELL-DRESSED BLACKS (too well-dressed for this time and place), a cluster of STREET PEOPLE and a lost OLD COOT who hangs onto his cup of coffee as if it were his last possession.The restaurant, brightly lit, perfectly conveys the image urban plasticity – without the slightest hint of an accompanying cleanliness.Toward the rear of the restaurant sit three cabbies: WIZARD, a worn man about fifty, DOUGH-BOY, younger family man, CHARLIE T., fourtyish Black.Wizard is telling Dough-Boy a story. Charlie T., his elbows popped against table top, is not listening. He stares silently down at a plate of cold scrambled eggs and a Racing Forum. His eyesWIZARDFirst she did her make-up. You know, I hate it when theydo that. I mean she does the whole works, the mascara, theeye-shadow, the lipstick, the rouge...DOUGH-BOYNot rouge. Blush-On, they call it.WIZARDThe kind with a brush.Travis appears at the door. He has to push aside the JUNKIES to enter without making physical contact – something Travis would not relish. He may be repulsed with these people and this place, but he is too much a part of this to let his feelings rise to the surface.Wizard gives Travis a perfunctory wave.WIZARDTravis.TRAVISHey Wizard.Travis straddles a seat at the table. Dough-Boy gives Travis something between a wink and an eye-twitch saying:DOUGH-BOYYeah, that's Blush-On. My wife uses it,WIZARD(ironic)Ask Travis. He's the ladies man.Travis shrugs and motions for a cup of coffee.WIZARD(continuing)Well, whatever the fuck it is, she used it. And then thespray perfume. You know, the real sweat kind – and, on topof that, get this, right when we're crossing the Tri-borobridge – she changes her pantyhose!DOUGH-BOYNo.Travis turns his head. He appears not to be interested, but is.WIZARDYeah.DOUGH-BOYCould you see anything?WIZARDWell, she was trying to keep her skirt down, sort of, youknow. But it was pretty obvious what she was doing. Imean, Christ, it was rush hour and the traffic's practicallystanding still.DOUGH-BOYWhat did you do?WIZARDThrew on the emergency, jumped the seat and fucked herbrains out – What do you think!(they laugh)What do I have to do? Draw you a picture?DOUGH-BOYYeah.WIZARDWhat was I supposed to do? I was watching in the rearview. You know, just checkin' traffic.(to Travis)So howsit?TRAVIS(w/o inflection)Some fleet driver for Bell just cut up. Just heard it on theradio.DOUGH-BOYStick up?A WAITRESS brings Travis' coffee and a glass of water. He asks for a cheeseburger.WIZARDSure. What do you think? She wanted to get out of the cab.I said "Look, you're in the middle of the fucking bridge..."DOUGH-BOYYou said that?WIZARDWell, I said, "Lady, please, we're on a bridge..."DOUGH-BOYAnd what happened?Travis awaits Wizard's answer.WIZARDShe stayed in the cab, what's she gonna do? but she stiffedme. A real skunk.DOUGH-BOYA real skunk.Wizard realizes Travis and Dough-Boy may not have met.WIZARD(paternal)Travis, you know Dough-Boy, Charlie T.?Charlie T. nods sleepily. Travis indicates he knows Dough-Boy.DOUGH-BOYYeah. We went to Harvard together.(laughs)WIZARDWe call him Dough-Boy cause he likes the dollars. He'llchase a buck straight into Jersey.DOUGH-BOYLook who's talking?(gestures around table)Who else would stay up all night to catch the morning rushhour?Travis sips his coffee. Charlie T.'s eyelids slip shut.TRAVISNo, just some crazy fucker. Cut have his ear off.DOUGH-BOYWhere.TRAVISIn the jungle. 122nd.Travis' eyes turn toward the restaurant's other patrons.POV: THREE STREET PEOPLE sitting at a table. One GUY, stoned, stares straight ahead. A raggedly attractive GIRL rest her head on the shoulder of the other, a heavily bearded YOUNG MAN with a headband. They kiss and tease each other, momentarily lost in their separate world.Travis watches the hippie couple closely, his feeling sharply divided between cultural contempt and morose jealousy. Why should these people enjoy the love and intimacy that has always eluded him? He must enjoy these schizoid emotions, because his eyes dwell on the couple.DOUGH-BOY(changing the subject)You run all over town, don't you, Travis?WIZARD(referring to 122nd St.)Fuckin' Mau Mau land, that's what it is.Travis turns back to his companions.TRAVISHuh?DOUGH-BOY。
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6人英语话剧剧本。
一天出租车司机Tommy遇到了很多奇怪的事情。
烦人的女孩、孕妇、抢匪、不管事的警察，甚至还遇到了鬼。
英语短话剧剧本A Taxi Driver一天出租车司机Tommy遇到了很多奇怪的事情。
烦人的女孩、孕妇、抢匪、不管事的警察，甚至还遇到了鬼。
CastErin Chang: RobberDebby Tsai: Police officerSerrin Lee: Betel nut girlAlec Zhao: Ghost studentLeo Lee: Taxi driverYi-ling Chen: Pregnant womanSummaryThis story talks about a poor taxi driver, Tommy, who meets many strange things in one day. First, he carries a Betel Nut Girl who wants to harass him. Second, a pregnant woman makes him feel nervous. Third, he carries a robber and meets a police officer who only manages traffic. At last, he carries a ghost student.Tommy: HeIIo, my name is Tommy. Serving you is my honor. Where wouId you Iike togo?BeteI nut girI:Hi! Tommy. I ' m going to Chong -Shan North Road, pIease.Tommy: Ok, Chong- Shan North Road, no probIem. Um? I remember there ' s onIy a Chong-Shan East Road. Miss, are you sure yo u're going to Chong -Shan North Road?BeteI nut girI: Um, I ' m not sure. You just drive. Maybe I wiII remember where it is Iater.BeteI nut girI: How oId are you? Are you married? You ' re probabIy not married since you ' re so young. Do you have a girlfriend?Tommy: Um •…miss, we are almost at Chong-Shan East Road. Do you want to have a look?BeteI nut girI: Oh! Not here. By the way, don ' t you feeI tired after driving aII day Iong?Maybe I can help you relax.Tommy: What …what do you want to do? Take your hands off me or I ' II scream!Betel nut girl: I did nothing! You just missed a nice chance. Stop the car, I want to get off.Tommy: (ReIived) Great! The totaI is 155 doIIars, Thank you.BeteI nut girI: Um! Take it!Pregnant woman: Hey! Taxi!Pregnant woman: Thanks. You are real a very kind man.Tommy: Where are you going?Pregnant woman: Hospital, please.Tommy: You ' re going to the prenatal checkup, right? It must be very tiring carrying a baby.Pregnant woman: Yeah. It ' s almost nine months.Tommy: Woo. Congratulations.Pregnant woman: Thank you.Pregnant woman: (screaming) Tommy: Are you ok?Pregnant woman: (screaming)Tommy: Is it time now? Are you going to deliver your baby now? I will drive as fast as I can. Stay down.Pregnant woman: (screaming)Tommy: We 're almost there.Pregnant woman: (screaming)Tommy: Here we are.Pregnant woman: Are we at the hospital? Well, how much is it?Tommy: Aren 't you going into labor?Pregnant woman: Me? Are you kidding? It 's still a long time before the expected date ofchildbirth.Tommy: What? Well, what were you just doing?Pregnant woman: Oh, I was just practicing! This is my first time to have a baby, you know.Practice makes perfect! I need to be ready so it will go smoothly.Tommy: Practice! All right …well, the tot al is one hundred twenty dollars.Tommy: This woman was so strange! I thought she was going to deliver the baby in my car!Robber: Get out of here, quickly!Tommy: A strange pregnant woman just got off my car and now here comes a robber.Tommy: Where do you want to go?Robber: Shut up! Just drive!Tommy: Hey …Hey. Be careful, there ' s no eye in bullets.Robber: Shut up! Just drive your car.Tommy: Ok! Ok! You are the boss.Robber: Hum --your gold necklace is very good looking. If it were on my neck, that would be nice.Tommy: Oh --com-come on, don ' t do this to me. This is a fake one. I just try to look tough by wearing it. Robber: STOP nonsense!! Don ' t treat me like a fool, I warn you! I will shoot you!Tommy: OK! OK! Take it easy. My mouth is sealed.Robber: .... I don ' t want to do this -really - but I have 6 brothers, 7 sisters and 8 kidsto feed. I even have to sell chewing gums, raise pigs. The worse of all, my husband just got out of the jail -I really have no choice .Tommy: Don ' t be so sad -. Here is tissue.Robber: Thank you. Now give me your gold necklace! Hurry up! Do you want to eat bullets!!Tommy: But -but-but-.Robber: Just hand it to me or I ' ll become a really bad guy!!Tommy: I don ' t want to die yet.The police: Beep~Beep~ stop the car.Tommy: OH! Thank God! I am safe now! Hey, cop, a robber wants to rob me and -Police officer: Show me your license and registration.Tommy: But -sir. -I got a robber in my back -.Police officer: I only watch out for traffic! The public security is not my business.Tommy: Not your business? But …Police officer: Here 's your ticket. You were speeding.Tommy: But I got a robber in my car! She told me if I couldn 't drive fast enough, she'd shoot me.Police officer: And where is the robber?Tommy: Just right over •••.what!! She ' s gone; she was here just nowPolice officer: See ….your lie is stupid …Remember to take the ticket.Tommy: Sir! Sir!Tommy: I ' m so unlucky. Today is not my day! Oh, no! How did I come to thismiddle-of- nowhere? Someone's waving at me. Who would take a taxi in this strange place?Tommy: Hello! Serving you is my honor. Where do you want to go? Ghost student:To my home, please.Tommy: Um …can you say it more clearly? I don ' t know where your home is.Ghost student: Oh, my home is located on Ta-Du Mountain.Tommy: No problem. Um … it ' s an unusual pla ce to live.Ghost student: Yes. It ' s very special. My ancestors all lived here.Tommy: Oh! You ' ve lived here for a long time, right?Ghost student: That ' s right.Tommy: Here we are, but I don ' t see any houses around. By the way, it ' s so dark here.Ghost student: Don ' t be so surprised. We ' re in the mountain.Tommy: Are you sure your home is here?Ghost student: Yes. How much is it?Tommy: Um …The total is 100 dollars.Ghost student: I only have a 500 dollars bill.Tommy: That ' s OK, I can give you change.Ghost student: There you go.Tommy: Um... What ' s this?Ghost student: Money.Tommy: But...where did he go? Oh, no! …This is …ghost money …(screaming)。