[劇研] 110-part 02

看板wearefriends (Friends 六人行)作者 (閒祭秋)時間13年前 (2012/05/07 20:08), 編輯推噓0(000)
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[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, everyone except Joey is decorating for Christmas.] Ross: Come here, Marcel. Sit here. (Marcel wanders off) Rachel: Pheebs, I can't believe he hasn't kissed you yet. I mean God, by my sixth date with Paolo, I mean he had already named both my breasts! ...Ooh. Did I just share too much? Ross: Just a smidge. Phoebe: David's like, y'know, Scientist Guy. He's very methodical. Monica: I think it's romantic. Phoebe: Me too! Oh! Did you ever see An Officer and a Gentleman? Rachel: Yeah! Phoebe: Well, he's kinda like the guy I went to see that with. Except, except he-he's smarter, and gentler, and sweeter... I just- I just wanna be with him all the time. Day and night, and night and day... and special occasions... Chandler: Wait a minute, wait a minute, I see where this is going, you're gonna ask him to New Year's, aren't you. You're gonna break the pact. She's gonna break the pact. Phoebe: No, no, no, no, no, no. Yeah, could I just? Chandler: Yeah, 'cause I already asked Janice. Monica: What?! Ross: C'mon, this was a pact! This was your pact! Chandler: I snapped, okay? I couldn't handle the pressure and I snapped. Monica: Yeah, but Janice? That-that was like the worst breakup in history! Chandler: I'm not saying it was a good idea, I'm saying I snapped! [Joey enters, his shoes have bells on, which jingle as he walks. He is wearing a long coat.] Joey: Hi. Hi, sorry I'm late. (He removes the coat to reveal an elf costume) Chandler: Too many jokes... must mock Joey! Joey: Nice shoes, huh? (He wiggles his foot and the bells tinkle) Chandler: Aah, y'killing me! (Marcel knocks over some kitchen tools) Monica: Ross! He's playing with my spatulas again! Ross: Okay, look, he's not gonna hurt them, right? Monica: Do you always have to bring him here? Ross: I didn't wanna leave him alone. Alright? We- we had our first fight this morning. I think it has to do with my working late. I said some things that I didn't mean, and he- he threw some faeces... Chandler: Y'know, if you're gonna work late, I could look in on him for you. Ross: Oh, that'd be great! Okay, but if you do, make sure it seems like you're there to see him, okay, and you're not like doing it as a favour to me. Chandler: Okay, but if he asks, I'm not going to lie. [Scene: Max and David's lab, David is explaining something to Phoebe with the aid of a whiteboard.] David: ...But, you can't actually test this theory, because today's particle accelerators are nowhere near powerful enough to simulate these conditions. Phoebe: Okay, alright, I have a question, then. David: Yuh. Phoebe: Um, were you planning on kissing me ever? David: Uh, that's definitely a, uh, valid question. And, uh, the answer would be (Writes YES on the board) yes. Yes I was. But, see, I wanted it to be this phenomenal kiss that happened at this phenomenal moment, because, well, 'cause it's you. Phoebe: Sure. David: Right. But, see, the longer I waited, the more phenomenal the kiss had to be, and now we've reached a place where it's just gotta be one of those things where I just like... sweep everything off the table and throw you down on it. And, uh, I'm not really a, uh, sweeping sorta fella. Phoebe: Oh, David, I, I think you are a sweeping sorta fella. I mean, you're a sweeper! ...trapped inside a physicist's body. David: Rrrreally. Phoebe: Oh, yeah, oh, I'm sure of it. You should just do it, just sweep and throw me. David: ...Now? Now? Phoebe: Oh yeah, right now. David: Okay, okay, okay. (Gets ready to sweep, and then picks up a laptop computer) Y'know what, this was just really expensive. (Puts it down elsewhere. Then picks up a microscope) And I'll take- this was a gift. (Moves it) Phoebe: Okay, now you're just kinda tidying. David: Okay, what the hell, what the hell. (Sweeps the remaining papers off the desk and grabs Phoebe) You want me to actually throw you or you-you wanna just hop? Phoebe: I can hop. (She hops onto the table) (They kiss, finally) -- ※ 發信站: 批踢踢實業坊(ptt.cc) ◆ From: 118.167.117.119
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