防空洞英文剧本
2012-5-14、歌谱控、人气:（载入中...）
ANNOUNCER’S VOICE This is Conelrad. This is Conelrad. Remain turned for an important message. Remain turned for an important message. (a pause) The President of the United States has just announced that the previously unidentified objects have now been definitely identified as being satellites. Repeat. There are no enemy missiles approaching. The objects have been identified as satellites. They are harmless and we are in no danger. Repeat. We are in no danger. The state of emergency has officially been called off. We are in no danger. Repeat. There is no enemy attack. There is no enemy attack.
MRS. WEISS (her eyes closed and crying softly) Thank God. Oh, thank God.
WEISS (in a whisper, his face bruised and blood clotted) Amen to that.
HENDERSON Hey, Marty…Marty…I went crazy. You understand that, don’t you? I just went crazy. I didn’t mean all the things I said. (he wets his lips, his voice shaking) We were all of us…we were so scared…so confused. (he holds out his hands in a gesture) Well, it’s no wonder really, is it? I mean… well, you can understand why we blew our tops a little---
There’s a murmur of voices, a few half-hearted nods, but they’re all still in a state of shock.
HARLOWE I don’t think Marty’s going to hold it against you. (then turning to STOCKTON) I just hope Bill won’t hold this---(he points to the wreckage around him) against us. We’ll pay for the damage, Bill. We’ll take up a collection right away.
As STOCKTON walks past them across the cellar and up toward the stairs, all eyes are on him and there’s an absolute dead silence.
WEISS (his voice shaky and nervous) We could… we could have a block party or something tomorrow night. A big celebration. I think we deserve one now.
He looks around smiling at the others, a nervous smile born of a carry-over of fear and the realization that something has taken hold of all of them now. Something deadening in its effect and disquieting beyond words.
STOCKTON takes a step on the stairs then stops and turns back toward them. His face is expressionless.
HARLOWE (with phony laughter desperately trying to relieve situation) Block party’s not a bad idea. (looking around at others) Anything to get back to normal.
STOCKTON (looks from face to face and slowly shakes his head) Normal? (a pause) I don’t know. I don’t know what “normal” is. I though I did, but I don’t any more.
HARLOWE I told you we’d pay for the damages---
STOCKTON (stairs at him) The damages? (he nods) I wonder if we realize just what those damages are? (he looks from face to face again) Maybe the worst of them was finding out just what we’re like when we’re normal. The kind of people we are. Just underneath the surface. I mean all of us. A lot of naked animals who attach such great importance to staying alive that they claw their neighbors to death just for the privilege. (he leans against the stairway wall, suddenly desperately tired, very softly
