生活大爆炸英文对白
要Sheldon和PENNY两个人的经典对白,不要其他人的!!越长越好,最好能说个3、4分钟,作业用!急求!!!!!...
要Sheldon和PENNY两个人的经典对白,不要其他人的!!
越长越好,最好能说个3、4分钟,
作业用!急求!!!!! 展开
越长越好,最好能说个3、4分钟,
作业用!急求!!!!! 展开
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The morning that marks three months and two days since they left, if she was actually, you know, counting, she wakes with a start.
At first she can’t put her finger on why. There is the soft buzz of her air conditioner, the distant sound of cars outside of her window, the sound her digital alarm clock makes, a soft click, as the numbers change to 8:05. Then, the sound of something knocking against her coffee table or the counter.
Only the last one is out of the ordinary.
Quietly, she tiptoes out of her room, unnerved at the noise, at her inability to find a reasonable explanation for what was making it. For what had just made it again.
She finds it on her couch, watching her laptop boot up.
“Sheldon?” She asks, slack-jawed and confused.
“Ah, yes, Penny,” he says, as if those aren’t his first words to her in over three months, “your laptop is fixed, as requested. Although I have to say whatever incompetent fool you left it with only exacerbated the problem. They should really consider looking into a career change.”
She launches herself at him. It’s irrational and ill-advised but her arms are around his neck as she kneels on the couch, and it has nothing at all to do with her laptop. His body is completely stiff for a few seconds before he relaxes against her in tiny increments, his hand just falling against the small of her back, and then she’s pulling away with a smile on her lips.
For his part, he remains relatively unfazed. “Now I can tell Leonard that I was, in fact, correct in my assumptions.”
The statement confuses her, a fact that is both unsurprising and comforting to her. Some things will never change. “About what?”
“When we arrived home late last night I went to inform you, only to have that attempt interceded and shot down by Leonard, claiming that we should just let you sleep. And then again this morning when I decided to come here and fix your laptop, something you yourself requested I do.”
As with most things relating to human interaction, Sheldon looks well and truly puzzled by this.
“I believe he brought up the time we cleaned your apartment and you in turn divested us of our key. However, I argued that since you had apparently already invaded our apartment while we were gone, I might as well return the favor.”
Leonard had a point. However so did Sheldon. A year ago, Leonard’s would have won out. Now though, she’s so happy to have Sheldon sitting here, instead of in the Artic Circle or whatever, she doesn’t care about the whys.
So she hugs him. Again. For lack of anything else to say or do.
“Penny,” she starts, remarkably at ease, considering the way her arms are looped around him and his face is barely an inch away from the top of her head. “What did you steal?”
It takes her too long to connect his question back to the note, back to all the silly things she wrote. “Coffee,” she replies, simply, as she disentangles herself once more.
He frowns. “Is that one of your little code words that I don’t understand?”
She has to bite her lip to keep from laughing. Maybe even to keep from kissing him and showing him what that word can really mean (it will take a bit longer to own up to that). “No, sweetie, it’s not.”
“Good. Because between multiple flights, cleaning my own apartment all night and fixing your laptop this morning, I am rather tired. Sleep deprivation is generally not conducive to enabling me to understand your strange need to say something other than what you actually mean.”
“I missed you too, Sheldon,” she says, and means it.
At first she can’t put her finger on why. There is the soft buzz of her air conditioner, the distant sound of cars outside of her window, the sound her digital alarm clock makes, a soft click, as the numbers change to 8:05. Then, the sound of something knocking against her coffee table or the counter.
Only the last one is out of the ordinary.
Quietly, she tiptoes out of her room, unnerved at the noise, at her inability to find a reasonable explanation for what was making it. For what had just made it again.
She finds it on her couch, watching her laptop boot up.
“Sheldon?” She asks, slack-jawed and confused.
“Ah, yes, Penny,” he says, as if those aren’t his first words to her in over three months, “your laptop is fixed, as requested. Although I have to say whatever incompetent fool you left it with only exacerbated the problem. They should really consider looking into a career change.”
She launches herself at him. It’s irrational and ill-advised but her arms are around his neck as she kneels on the couch, and it has nothing at all to do with her laptop. His body is completely stiff for a few seconds before he relaxes against her in tiny increments, his hand just falling against the small of her back, and then she’s pulling away with a smile on her lips.
For his part, he remains relatively unfazed. “Now I can tell Leonard that I was, in fact, correct in my assumptions.”
The statement confuses her, a fact that is both unsurprising and comforting to her. Some things will never change. “About what?”
“When we arrived home late last night I went to inform you, only to have that attempt interceded and shot down by Leonard, claiming that we should just let you sleep. And then again this morning when I decided to come here and fix your laptop, something you yourself requested I do.”
As with most things relating to human interaction, Sheldon looks well and truly puzzled by this.
“I believe he brought up the time we cleaned your apartment and you in turn divested us of our key. However, I argued that since you had apparently already invaded our apartment while we were gone, I might as well return the favor.”
Leonard had a point. However so did Sheldon. A year ago, Leonard’s would have won out. Now though, she’s so happy to have Sheldon sitting here, instead of in the Artic Circle or whatever, she doesn’t care about the whys.
So she hugs him. Again. For lack of anything else to say or do.
“Penny,” she starts, remarkably at ease, considering the way her arms are looped around him and his face is barely an inch away from the top of her head. “What did you steal?”
It takes her too long to connect his question back to the note, back to all the silly things she wrote. “Coffee,” she replies, simply, as she disentangles herself once more.
He frowns. “Is that one of your little code words that I don’t understand?”
She has to bite her lip to keep from laughing. Maybe even to keep from kissing him and showing him what that word can really mean (it will take a bit longer to own up to that). “No, sweetie, it’s not.”
“Good. Because between multiple flights, cleaning my own apartment all night and fixing your laptop this morning, I am rather tired. Sleep deprivation is generally not conducive to enabling me to understand your strange need to say something other than what you actually mean.”
“I missed you too, Sheldon,” she says, and means it.
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