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Начало Тема Форум Российского общества Вудхауза / Дживс и Вустер / Сценарий: 1.4 Голодовка
- Автор Emma Время 2004-03-04 16:00 Отредактировано 2007-01-05 16:44
1.
- Hoy! Change.
- Oh, thank you so very much. Thank you.
- Thank you.

2.
- Good morning, mister Wooster.
- What? What`s the time?
- Ten past nine, sir.
- Ten past nine? Is the building on fire?
- Not that I`ve been informed, sir, no. Mister Fink-nottle is here to see you, sir.
- Jeeves, I`m not awake, I`ve not had my tea and yet you bring me Finknottles? Is this the time to think of any kind of nottle?
- This gentleman did say it was urgent, sir.
- Yes, well, he lives in the country, Jeeves. He gets over stimulated when he comes to London. Tell him I`ll see him in the Drones at twelve.
- Very good, sir.

3.
- Taxi! Terribly sorry.
- That`s all right. Happens all the time.

4.
- Missis Travers to see you, sir.
- Tell missis Travers that I`m out and I`ll deal with her in the morning.
- Bertie, you old ass, wake up. It`s time you would dress. I`ve got a job for you. Does your master always lie about like this, Jeeves?
- Mister Wooster was detained  at a business meeting until late last evening.
- Business meeting?
- How do you mean, a job? Why a job? What sort of job?
- You will enjoy it. You`ve heard of Market Snodsbury grammar school?
- Never.
- It`s a grammar school in Market Snodsbury. The prizes-giving takes place next Wednesday.
- Thank you, Jeeves.
- You are going to give away the prizes.
- Me? What do you mean me give the prizes?
- I mean you give the prizes. The vicar was going to do it but he strained a fetlock and he`s had to scratch his nomination .
- No, aunt Dahlia. No, no, no, no. Oh, me give prizes, make a speech!...
- Don`t start gargling now, this is serious.
- I was laughing. Derisively.
- Don`t!
- Oh, no. I will not do it. That`s final. I simply will not do it.
- You will do it, young Bertie. Or you`ll never darken at my doors again. And you  know what that  means.  No more of Anatole`s dinners for you.
- Now, look here...
- No! Not another bite of Anatole`s cooking do you get, if you refuse this simple, easy, pleasant job.
- But you have to be a frightful nib to give away prizes.  When I was at school it was generally some prime-minister  or other.
- But that was Eton. At Market-Snodsbury anyone in spats impresses us.
- Then why don`t you get uncle Tom? He`s got spats.
- Because, Bertie, quite soon now I`ve got to sidle up to uncle Tom and break the news that I need a check for five hundred pounds of him  for "Milady`s Boudoir" by August the third  at the latest.
- "Boudoir"`s on the rocks again, isn`t it?
- Untill you have run a weekly woman`s magazine you don`t know what rocks are. You remember me losing all that money at baccarat  in Cannes?
- Don`t I dearest. The casino wanted to put up a plague. But that wasn`t uncle Tom`s money, surely?
- No. That was money that he gave me to pay the "Milady`s Boudoir"`s bills.
- Oh, Lord...
- So if you think that I am going to ask him to put on the top-hat and  the lavender gloves and distribute prizes at the Market-Snodsbury grammar school...
- Yes, I see what you mean...
- I should give you today to set your affairs in order and expect you at Brinkley-Court tomorrow. You will enjoy it!
Начало Тема Форум Российского общества Вудхауза / Дживс и Вустер / Сценарий: 1.4 Голодовка

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