英语话剧剧本 Pygmalion_英语小品剧本

英语话剧剧本 Pygmalion
2012-5-14、歌谱控、人气:（载入中...）

at an ambassador's garden party. I could even get her a place as lady's maid or shop assistant, which requires better English. Thats the sort of thing I do for commercial millionaires. And on the profits of it I do genuine scientific work in phonetics, and a little as a poet on Miltonic lines.
THE GENTLEMAN
I am myself a student of Indian dialects; and--
THE NOTE TAKER
[eagerly] Are you? Do you know Colonel Pickering, the author of Spoken Sanscrit?
THE GENTLEMAN
I am Colonel Pickering. Who are you?
THE NOTE TAKER
Henry Higgins, author of Higgins's Universal Alphabet.
PICKERING
[with enthusiasm] I came from India to meet you.
HIGGINS
I was going to India to meet you.
PICKERING
Where do you live?
HIGGINS
27A Wimpole Street. Come and see me tomorrow.
PICKERING
I'm at the Carlton. Come with me now and lets have a jaw over some supper.
HIGGINS
Right you are.
THE FLOWER GIRL
[to Pickering, as he passes her] Buy a flower, kind gentleman. I'm short for my lodging.
PICKERING
I really havnt any change. I'm sorry [he goes away].
HIGGINS
[shocked at girl's mendacity] Liar. You said you could change half-a-crown.
THE FLOWER GIRL
[rising in desperation] You ought to be stuffed with nails, you ought. [Flinging the basket at his feet] Take the whole blooming basket for sixpence.

The church clock strikes the second quarter.
HIGGINS
[hearing in it the voice of God, rebuking him for his Pharisaic want of charity to the poor girl] A reminder. [He raises his hat solemnly; then throws a handful of money into the basket and follows Pickering].
THE FLOWER GIRL
[picking up a half-crown] Ah-ow-ooh! [Picking up a couple of florins] Aaah-ow-ooh! [Picking up several coins] Aaaaaah-ow-ooh! [Picking up a half-sovereign] Aaaaaaaaaaaah-ow-ooh!!!
FREDDY
[springing out of a taxicab] Got one at last. Hallo! [To the girl] Where are the two ladies that were here?
THE FLOWER GIRL
They walked to the bus when the rain stopped.
FREDDY
And left me with a cab on my hands. Damnation!
THE FLOWER GIRL
[with grandeur] Never you mind, young man. I'm going home in a taxi. [She sails off to the cab. The driver puts his hand behind him and holds the door firmly shut against her. Quite understanding his mistrust, she shews him her handful of money.] Eightpence aint no object to me, Charlie. [He grins and opens the door]. Angel Court, Drury Lane, round the corner of Micklejohn's oil shop. Lets see how fast you can make her hop it. [She gets in and pulls the door to with a slam as the taxicab starts].
FREDDY
Well, I'm dashed!

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