Sex and the city city, Sex

ella

a foreign friend of mine recommended to me "Sex and The City". he said if you could find a good series of tv play, and watch( /listen to) it everyday, your English will improve fast. he said "the biggest help was watching TV in English. ""When I found some programs I liked, I learned very fast. "haha,so let's try it together.


here we go!

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[ 本帖最后由 ella 于 2006-8-16 04:19 PM 编辑 ]

ella

season I
episode I

once upon a time, an English journalist came to New York.
Elizabeth was attractive and bright, and right away she hooked up with one of the city's eligible bachelors.
---The question remains, is this a company we want to own?
Tim was 42,a well-liked and respected banker, who made about two million a year.
They met one evening, in typical New York fashion, at a gallery opening.
---Like it?
---Yes, actually I think it's ....quite interesting. What?
---I feel like I know you.
---Oh, doubtful.
---I just moved here from London.
---Really?
---That's my favorite city.
---It is?
---Absolutely.
It was love at first sight.
---You know, I think perhaps I have met you somewhere before.

ella

修订版



once upon a time, an English journalist came to New York.
Elizabeth was attractive and bright, and right away she hooked up with one of the city's typically eligible bachelors.
---The question remains, is this really a company we  wanna own?
Tim was 42,a well-liked and respected  ???  banker, who made about two million a year.
They met one evening, in typical New York fashion, at a gallery opening.
---Like it?
---Yes, actually I think it's ....quite interesting. What?
---I...I feel like I know you from somewhere.
---Oh, doubtful.
---I just moved here from London.
---London? Really? That's my all time favorite city.
---It is?
---Absolutely.
It was love at first sight.
---You know, I think perhaps I have met you somewhere before.

ella

修正
Tim was 42,a well-liked and respected  ???  banker, who made about two million a year.
--〉Tim was 42,a well-liked and respected  investment  banker, who made about two million a year.


......
For two weeks, they snuggled, went to romantic restaurants, had wonderful sex and shared the most intimate secrets.
One warm spring day, he took her to a town house he saw  in Sunday's  New York Times.
---how about we start at the top and walk the way down? there're 4 bedrooms upstairs. do you have any children?
---not yet.
that day ,Tim poped the question.
---would you like to meet my folks Tuesday night? ??
---i'd love to.
on Tuesday, he called with some bad news.
---my mother is not feeling very well.
---oh, gosh. i am sorry.
---can we take a rain check?
---of course. tell your mama i hope she feels better.
when she hadn't heard from him for two weeks, she called.
---Tim, it's Elizabeth. that's an awfully long rain check.
---he said he was up to his ears and that he'd call the next day.
---he never did call... bastard.
she told me one day over coffee.
---i don't understand. in England, looking at a house together would have meant something.
i realized no one had told her about the end of love in Manhattan.

[ 本帖最后由 ella 于 2006-8-12 11:54 AM 编辑 ]

ella

---would you like to meet my folks Tuesday night? ??
------>how do you like to meet my folks Tuesday night?



---he said he was up to his ears and that he'd call the next day.
------>he said he was up to his ears and that he'd call her next day.


---he never did call... bastard.
------>---he never did call of course... bastard.



hooke  up with  sb. or sth.                      与某人或某事有关系
take a rain check   . rain check               是专用免费票(也即约定以后再补邀请)
    e.g.   Can I take a rain check?            你能改天再请我吗？
up to :                                                     a. 正在做(直到,相当于,胜任,该由...决定)
                                                                a. busy or occupied with

[ 本帖最后由 ella 于 2006-8-12 12:10 PM 编辑 ]

ella

welcome to the "age of uninnocence".
no one has breakfast at teffinys? and on one has affairs to remember.
instead we have breakfast at 7 am and  affiars we try to forget  as quickly as possible.
self protection and closing the deal are paramount.
Cupid has flown the co-op.???
---how the hell would we get into the mess?
there're thousands maybe tens of thousands of women like this in this city.
we all know them and we all agree they are great.
they travel, they pay the taxes.
they spend 400 $ on a pair of  Manolobrand??? strappy scadals.
and they are alone.

[ 本帖最后由 ella 于 2006-8-12 08:24 PM 编辑 ]

ella

It's like the riddle of the Sphinx.
Why are there so many great unmarried women and no great unmarried men?
I explore these issues in my column and I have terrific sources: my friends.

---When you're a young guy in your 20s, women are controlling the relationships. By the time you're eligible man in your 30s, if you like being devoured by women. Suddenly the guys are holding all the chips. I call it ''the mid-thirtie's power flip''.

---It's all about age and biology. and if you have  to get married, it's to have kids, right? and you don't want to do it with someone older than 35, you have to have kids right away. And that's about it. i think these women should just forget about marriage and have a good time.

---I have a friend who'd always gone out with extremely sexy guys and just had a good time. One day she woke up and she was 41 . She couldn't get any more dates. She had a compelete physical breakdown, couldn't hold on to her job, and moved back to Wisconsin  to live with her mother. Trust me, this is not a story that makes men feel bad.

--- Most men are threatened by successful women. If you wanna get these guys, you have to keep your mouth shut and play by the rules.

---I totally believe that love conquers all. Sometimes you just have to give it a little space. That's what's missing in Manhattan, the space for romance.

---The problem is expectations  older women don't settle off what's available.

---By the time you reach  your mid thirties, you think why should I settle off? You know?

---it's that the older we get, the more we keep self selecting down to a smaller and smaller group.

---What women really want is Alexanda bob.

---There's not one woman in New York who hasn't turned down ten wonderful guys because they were too short, or too fat, or too poor.

---I've been out with out with some guys that are short, fat and poor guys. It makes absolutely  no difference. They are just as self-centered and unpreciated  as the good-looking ones.

---Why don't these women marry a fat guy? Why don't they just marry a big fat tun of lard?

ella

Happy birthday dear Miranda !
Happy birthday to you !
Another thirty something birthday with a group of unmarried female friends.
We would all have preferred a nice celebratory conference call.
---what were you saying?
---look! if you're a successful saleswoman in this city, you can two choses,you can  bank your handlance* war and try to find a relationship, you can say it scroop*. or just go out and have sex like a man.
---you mean with dildos?
---No. I mean without feeling.
Samantha was a New York inspiration,a public relations executive.
She routinely slept with good-looking guys in their 20s.
---um, remember that guy I was going to go out with? oh, god, what was his name?
---Drew.
---The sexy guy.
---right. while afterwards, I didn't feel a thing. It was like, ''baby, got to go, catch you later.'' And I completely forgot about that matter.
---are you sure that's just because he didn't call you?
---Sweetheart, it's the first time in the history of Manhattan that women have had as much power as men, plus the equal luxury of treating men like sex objects.
---Yeah, except men in this city fell lumper counts*and they never wanna be in a relationship with you, but if you only want them for sex ,they don't like it. oh suddenly they can't perform with their postures.
---That's when you dump them.
---Come on, ladies, are we really that cynical? What about romance?
---yeah.
---Who needs it?
---It's like that guy,the poet. i mean,the sex was incredible, but then he wanted to read me his poetry and go out to dinner and hold a chat there, and I'm like, ''Let's not even go there.''
---What are you saying? Are you saying you're just gonna give up on love? That's sick!
---nononono,believe me! if the right guy comes along, you two right here will throw that things right out of the window.
---i know!
---The right guy is an illusion. you understand it! you could start living your life!
---So you think it's really possible to pull off this whole women having sex like men thing.
---You're forgetting The Last Seduction.
---You're obsessed with that movie.
---OK! Linda Florentine* fucking that guy up against the chainlink fence.
---And never thought of  ''oh my god, what about my business?'' .
---I hate that movie.
Was it true? Were women in New York giving up on love and throttling up on power?
What a tempting thought.

ella

---he knows,I'm beginning thinking the only place where one can still find love and romance in New York is the gay community. a straight love has become closeted.
Stanford Blatch was my closest friend. He was a ???* talent agency of CPO *? at the moment  was down to a single client.
---so are you telling me that you're in love?
---How could I possibly sustain a relationship? you know Derek takes up like 1000% of my time.
---Don't you think that's a bit obsessive?
---Carrie, I'm a passionate person. His career is all I care about. When that's under control, then I can concentrate on my personal life.
---Stanford?  he's an underwear model.
---With a billboard in Times Square!
---Oh, my God, don't turn around. The loathe of your life is at the bar.
It was Kurt Harrington. A mistake I made when I was 26...and 29...and 31 .
---Carrie, don't even go there.
---What do you think, I'm a masochist? The man is scum.
---Good. because I don't have the patience to clean up the mess for a  fourth time.
---will you relax? I don't have any extra feelings left.
---Thank god.
---now, Excuse me, I have to visit the ladies' room.
---Carrie?

It was true, I no longer felt a thing for Kurt. After all these years, I finally saw him what he was - a self centered with holding creep, who was still the best sex I ever had in my life. However, I did have a little experiment in mind.
---Kurt, wow, What are you doing here?
--- babe.
---God, you look gorgeous.
---Thanks.
---So, how's life?
---Not bad, can't complain. You?
---You know just writing the column, the usual.
---So, you seeing anyone special?
---Not really. You?
---Oh, just a couple of guys.
---But you look good though.
---So do you.
---So...ah, What are you doing later?
---I thought you weren't talking to me for the rest of your life?
---Who said anything about talking?
---What do you say, my place, three o'clock?
---Alright. See you there.

---Are you out of your mind? What the hell you're doing?
---Calm down, it's research.

Oh, God! Oh, Kurt!
Kurt was just like I remembered. Better. Because this time there would be none of that messy emotional attachment.
---yes oh!
---Alright. My turn.
---Oh, sorry. I have to go back to work.
---What are you kidding? you serious?
---Oh, yeah completely. But I'll give you a call. Maybe we can do it again some time?
As I began to get dressed, I realized that I'd done it.
I'd just had sex like a man.

ella

I love feeling powerful, potent, and incredibly alive.
I felt like I owned the city.
nothing and no one can get in my way.
......
---here you go.
Number one :he's very handsome.
Number two : he's not wearing a wedding ring.
Number three : he knows I carry a personal supply of ultra* textured *Trojans* with the reservoir tip.
---Thanks a lot.
---any time.

Later that night, Skipper Johnston met me for coffee and confessed a shocking intimate secret.
---Thank you.
---Do you know that it has been like a year?
---Really? I didn't understand that you're such a nice guy.
---That's the problem. you know,I'm too nice, you know? I'm romantic. I just have so much feeling.
---Are you sure you're not a gay?
---No! you know, I'm sensitive and I don't objectify women. You know, most guys when they meet a girl, the first thing that they see is... you know.
---Pussy?
---Oh, God! I hate that word. Don't you have any friends that you can hook me up with?
---No,  too old for you.
---I like older women.
---Maybe. Maybe My friend Miranda.
---When?
---Tomorrow night. We're going  downtown to the club, kayars.
---Great. Don't tell her I'm nice.
Miranda was gonna hate Skipper.
She'd think he was mocking her with his sweet nature and decide he was an asshole.
The way she had decided all men were assholes.
......
---Hello?
---Hey, Carrie, it's Charlotte.
---Hey, sweetie.
---I can't meet you for dinner tomorrow night, because I have an amazing date.
---With who?
---Capote Duncan, he's really something ,a big shot in the publishing world. Do you know him?
He was one of the city's most *ungettable bachelors.
---Wait, wait. Don't even answer that question, because frankly I don't care.And another thing I'm not buying into any of that women having sex like men crap.
I didn't tell her about my afternoon of cheap sex and how good it felt.
---Alright. fine.Listen, have a good time, and promise to tell me everything.
---If* you're lucky. Bye.
---Alright, bye.

ella

Friday night at kayars.
It was just like that bar in cheers where everybody knows your name.
Except here they were likely to forget it five minutes later.
Still, it was the * of New York, whipped into a frenzy.
Sometimes you' get a sufuleis*? sometimes cottage cheese.

---It is like a model bomb exploded in this room tonight. Is there a woman here aside from me that weighs more than a 100 pounds?
---I know, it's like undereaters anonymous.
---That's funny, Skippy.
---Skipper.
---I have this theory that men secretly hate pretty girls because they feel that they're the ones who rejected them in high school.
---right.But if you're not in the beauty Olympics, you can still be a very interesting person.
---Are you saying that I'm not pretty enough?
---No, Of course you are.
---So ipso facto(因此), I can't be interesting? Women need  fall into one of two categories,beautiful and boring, or homely and interesting? is that it, Skippy?
---No, that's not what I meant.
---Excuse me, is this your hand on my knee?
---No.
----alright.Let's keep them where I can see them.all right?  well ,I guess you must find me beautiful. Or interesting.

I was about to rescue Skipper from a *hopeless situation, when suddenly...
---hey!
---hey!
---Lucky me, twice in one week.
---i don't know you've gona getting enough luck .
---I was pissed off the way you left.
---You were?
---Yeah. and Then I thought how great! You finally understand that we can have the relationship that we can only have sex without commitment.
---Yeah, right. Sure, I guess. So whenever I feel like it, I'll give you a call.
---Yeah,please.  whenever you feel like it. I mean, if I'm alone, I'm all yours.
---Alright.
---I like this new you.
---Call me.
---Yup.

I didn't understand, did all men secretly want promiscuous and emotionally detached women?
And if I was really having sex like a man, why didn't I feel more in control?

---You see that guy? He's the next Donald Trump, except he's younger and much better looking.
---Hi.
---Do you know him?
---No, I've never seen him in my life.
---He usually dates models, but, hey, I'm as good looking as a model, plus I own my own business.

Samantha had the kind of deluded self-confidence that caused men like Ross Perot to run for President.
And it usually got her what she wanted.

---are you sure you wouldn't gonna hit on him, I will.
And there she went, off to take her best shot with Mr. Big.

Meanwhile, Charlotte York was passing the most splendid evening with Capote Duncan.
---how about go back to my place and see the Ross Bleckner?
---I'd love to, but it's really getting late.
---No problem.
---ah, What year was it painted again?
---89.
Charlotte was trying to play hard to get, but she didn't want to end the evening too abruptly.
---Well... Maybe just for a minute.
---This could easily go for a hundred grands. Ross is so hot right now. It's beautiful.
---No, you're beautiful.
---Thank you... for tonight. I had a wonderful time.
---yes,it was my pleasure.
---I have to get up really early tomorrow.
---I'll get you a cab.

Charlotte told me later that she  thought she'd played the entire evening flawlessly.
---So, what are you doing next Saturday?
---I'm having dinner with you.
---Hey, hey, you're going to the West Side, right?
---Right, West Fourth and Bank please.
---Scoot a little over, will you?
---Two stops, Fourth and Bank and west Broadway and Broome.
---You're going to kayars?
---Oh, yeah.
---Why?
---look, I understand where you're coming from and I totally respect it. But I really need to have sex tonight.

ella

Back at Chaos, things were swinging into high gear and Samantha was putting the moves on Mr. Big.
---I've been smoking cigars for years, when they were terminally uncool.
---I've got a source that sends me Hondurans. Do you want to try one?
---No, thank you.
---You can't find them anywhere.
---Cohabits - that's all I smoke.
---Look, I do the PR for this club and I have a key to the private room down-stairs.
---Really?
---You want a private tour?
---No thanks, but maybe another time.

Meanwhile, Skipper was hopelessly smitten with Miranda Hobbes.
---Where are we going now?
---Listen, Skippy, you know, you really are a nice sweet guy, but...
---Oh, I understand.
---Goodnight.
Miranda said she thought he was too nice, but she was willing to overlook one flaw.
And Capote Duncan found his fix for the night.
---Where is it?I wanna see the Ross Bleckner.
---Later.Later.Oh, listen. I gotta get up really early, so you can't stay over. Cool?
---sure, I have to get up early, too.

---Taxi! Taxi!
And so another Friday night in Man-hattan crept towards dawn.
And just when I thought I would have to do the unspeakable - walk home...
---Well, get in for Chris's sake. Where Can I drop you?
---7th Street, Third Avenue.
---You got That, Al?
---Yes, sir.
---So what have you been doing lately?
---You mean besides going out every night?
---Yeah, I mean what do you do for work?
---Well, this is my work. I'm sort of a sexual anthropologist.
---You mean like a hooker?
---No. I write a column called Sex And The City. I'm researching an article about wom-en who have sex like men. They have sex and afterwards they feel nothing.
---But you're not like that.
---Well, aren't you?
---Not a drop. Not even half a drop.
---Wow. What's wrong with you?
---I get it. You've never been in love.
---Oh, yeah?
----Yeah.
Suddenly I felt the wind knocked out of me. I wanted to crawl under the covers and go right to sleep.
---Thanks for The ride.
---Any time.
---Wait. Have you ever been in love?
---Abso-fucking-lutely.

ella

eh~~i've decided that i won't g o on with SEX AND THE CITY~~

i think i like FRIENDS more~

so maybe i will try FRIENDS.