急求happy feet 的英文对白

英文剧本: 快乐大脚 Happy Feet

Happy Feet script

Once there was a way To get back homeward

Are the stars out tonight?

Once there was a way to get back home

I only have eyes

Sleep, pretty darling, do not cry

For you

And I will sing a lullaby

With a song in my heart

So tell me

Tell me something good

Tell me that you love me

Tell me, baby

Tell me something good

Only you

But how can you know for sure?

Can make this world seem right

Is there really just one?

I need your love

So many songs, but I'm feeling so lonely.

Where is the love?

You don't have to be beautiful

To turn me on

I just need your body, baby

Hello

-From dusk till dawn -Is it me you're looking for?

You don't need experience

Take

-To turn me out -These broken wings

You just leave it all up to me

Let's talk about eggs, baby Let's talk about you and me

You don't have to be rich

-Give me all your loving -To be my pearl

You don't have to be cool To rule my world

Ain't no particular song I'm more compatible with

I just want your extra--

Boys. Boys.

Give a chick a chance.

Well, since my baby left me

I found a new place to dwell

It's down at the end of Lonely Street At Heartbreak Hotel

And I said, ''I'm feelin' so lonely, baby

I'm feelin' so lonely

Oh, I'm feelin' so lonely''...

I could die

Don't have to be rich to be my girl

Don't have to be cool to rule my world

You rule my world

You're the particular song I'm compatible with

I just want your

-Extra time -Extra time

-And your kiss -And your kiss

His mom and dad met in the usual way.

The song became love...

...and love became the egg.

Memphis?

-You got it, sugar? -Yeah. Oh, yeah.

Safe and warm.

Hold it tight, now.

Whoa, l think l felt a move in there.

And in the usual way...

...the moms left for the fishing season...

...while the dads stayed home to do egg time.

You gonna be okay, Daddy?

Oh, sure, honey. We'll be waiting for you, right here on Lonely Street.

I love you more and more, tell me why

Bye-bye, now.

Goodbye, Norma Jean. Don't you worry about a thing.

Don't wanna let you go

I never can say goodbye, boy

When all others leave...

...we remain!

When the sun vanishes...

...we remain!

I'm feelin' so lonely I'm feelin' so lonely--

Heed the wisdoms, brothers! Make a huddle!

Warm thy egg!

Make a huddle!

-Share the cold! -Share the cold.

Each must take his turn against the icy blast...

...if we are to survive the endless night.

Raise your voices, brothers!

Give praise to the Great 'Guin...

...who puts songs in our hearts and fish in our bellies!

Ain't no particular song I'm more compatible with

Oh, baby, l think l wanna dance now.

No, no, no.

There is a wisdom, brothers and sisters...

...that stands above all others.

-Never, ever... -lt's okay.

-...no matter what... -No harm done. See?

...drop your egg.

No, we're cool. We're cool.

Of the many thousands who sang through that long night of winter...

...it was Memphis who cried out most fervently...

...to turn the Earth and bring back the sun.

-lt's a boy! -Hey, it's a girl!

-What a peach! -What a bruiser!

-Come here, son. -Come to Daddy, there you go.

Son, you have made your daddy so proud.

lt's all genetics, you know.

Memphis?

ls everything okay?

l don't know. l can't hear anything.

-ls it empty? -Honey.

-Can l have it? -Gloria.

lt's okay, Maurice.

lt happens sometimes, Memphis.

Yeah.

Wait, you hear that?

-Yeah. -Hey, l can hear you, buddy.

Oh, your papa's here, it's okay.

Oh, he's okay, Maurice. Whoa, there it is!

That's his little foot there.

There's his other one.

That's different.

Hey! Come back here, Mr. Mumble.

Gloria....

She can call him whatever the heck she likes.

Whoa, little Mumble.

-Mumble? Mumble? -You okay?

Freezing. Freezing.

Oh, you'll get used to it.

Come on. Come to your daddy.

-What do you make of that? -Little wobbly in the knees.

-ls he okay? -l don't know.

What you doing there, boy?

l'm happy, Pa.

What you doing with your feet?

They're happy too.

-l wouldn't do that around folks, son. -Why not?

-Well, it just ain't penguin, okay? -Okay.

Yeah. Hey, come on over here. Get under here. Get warm.

Watch the beak. Watch the beak-- Beak!

The beak.

Okay, good boy.

So late. What's keeping them?

Pray, brothers, the Great 'Guin does not test us with a lean season.

Why, Noah? Have we not all been dutiful?

So when you see your mama....

-l stand perfectly still. -You got it.

But how will l know which one's my mama?

Oh, you'll know.

She's got a wiggle in her walk and a giggle in her talk.

And when she sings, it darn near breaks your heart.

Hey, wait. l see them. l see them!

You're right! You're right!

Wives, ho!

Wait, no. Wait, no, Mumble, get back here. No, Mumble! Get back-- Mumble!

Mumble! Mumble!

Mumble!

Michelle? Michelle?

-Roxanne? -Michelle?

Alfie?

-Maurice! -Michelle! Michelle!

Mommy!

Oh, she's so darling.

Excuse me. Pardon me, pardon me. Mumble? Mumble?

Oh, Mumble.

-Mama? -Mumble!

Mumble!

Mama? Mama?

-Mumble, boy, where are you? -Mama!

Memphis?

Oh, Mama. Oh, Mama.

-Oh, my. -Daddy.

So where's the baby?

Well, honey, l'll find him.

-You lost the baby? Memphis! -lt's okay.

-Mama? Mama? -Stay!

-Come to Mommy. -No, Mumble.

Mama, Mama.

Hey, what's wrong with his feet?

Oh, that's just a little thing he's got going. He'll grow out of it.

Mama!

Oh, Memphis, he's gorgeous.

-lsn't he, though? -Look at you.

l got something for you.

Open up.

Oh, l love the way she does that.

W, X, Y and Z

Good morning, class.

Good morning, Miss Viola.

Right.

Well, today we begin with the most important lesson you will ever learn...

...at Penguin Elementary.

Does anyone know what that is?

Anyone? Anyone?

Someone? Seymour?

-Fishing? -No.

Mumble?

Don't eat yellow snow?

No, that's not it, no.

-lt's our Heartsong, Miss. -Thank you, Gloria. Excellent, yes.

Without our Heartsong, we can't be truly penguin, can we?

No.

But, my dears, it's not something that l can actually teach you.

Does anybody know why? Anyone? Anyone?

You can't teach it to us, ma'am...

...because we have to find our Heartsongs all by ourselves.

Well done, you.

lt's the voice you hear inside...

...who you truly are.

Yes. Thank you, Gloria. Excellent, lovely, thank you.

So let's all be very still now.

Take a moment and let it come to you.

-l got one! -Pick me!

-Pick me! Pick me! -One at a time. Yes, Seymour.

Don't push me 'Cause I am close to the edge

I'm trying not to lose my head

Yes, l like that one. l could really get jiggy with that. Lovely.

l'm ready. l got one.

Oh, l thought you might, Gloria.

Midnight creeps so slowly

Into hearts of those

Who need more than they get

Daylight deals a bad hand

To a penguin

Who has laid too many bets

That's as far as l got so far.

-Oh, yes, lovely. Really lovely. -That's beautiful.

Well, Mumble, since you seem so keen to share.

Mine's sort of a boom and a:

And another boom.

You heard that in there?

-Do you like it? -l'm afraid that's not a tune.

-lt's not? -No, dear. A tune is like:

Oh, okay.

Who is that?

That is the offspring of Memphis and Norma Jean.

The wee hippity-hopper.

lt's not funny!

No. No, not in the least.

A penguin without a Heartsong is hardly a penguin at all.

l think he broke my ear.

ln all my years, l've never, l mean--

And you having such fine voices. Well, it's bizarre.

Did anything happen, you know, during early development?

No, all fine. Normal incubation.

-Right. -Wasn't it, honey?

Yeah. Yeah, it was a tough winter, l guess.

Right, right.

-He did hatch a little late-- -Yes, l understand. Yes.

-To think he might spend his life alone... -Quite, quite.

...never to meet his one true love.

Oh, please, Miss Viola, isn't there something we can do?

Well, there is always Mrs. Astrakhan.

Mrs. Astrakhan?

lf anyone can, Mrs. Astrakhan can.

Can't sing?

Can't sing? Rubbish, darling.

Every little penguin has a song.

When l have finished...

...your singing will be giving everyone the goose pimple.

Now, to begin. First, we must find a feeling.

Happy feeling, sad feeling.

Maybe lonely feeling.

You feel it?

Good. Now, let it out.

Be spontaneous.

That, what is that?

l'm being spontan-you-us.

Darling, you want to meet beautiful girl?

You want to make the egg?

Oh, yes.

Well, sing! And no jiggy-jog. Do not move muscle.

No moving!

Twinkle, twinkle, little star

Enough!

Okay. We go back to the top.

Forget body. Look inside soul.

Feel the feeling. Enormous feeling.

So enormous it fills whole body.

lt must escape or you explode.

-Now, open your little beak. -Come on.

Yes, yes. Lift up the head, that's it.

Now.... Now....

Now

Disaster! Catastrophe!

l never fail before.

Never! Never!

-Well, l thought it was kind of cute. -But it just ain't penguin, okay?

So what if he's a little different? l always kind of liked different.

He's not different. He's a regular emperor penguin.

Hey, you know what? l can leave school.

l can go to work. The three of us.

Whoa, little fella. You ain't going nowhere till you got yourself an education.

You get them singing muscles big and strong, you got that?

l'll try, Pa.

You bet you will. The word ''triumph'' starts with ''try,'' and it ends with...?

-''Umph.'' -That's right. A great big ''umph.''

l'm going fishing.

Oh, Mumble.

That first hard summer...

...while his mom and dad were working overtime...

...on the great commute to the sea...

...Mumble found a place away from disapproving eyes...

...where a funky little fella could be himself.

Hey, what you doing there, flipper bird?

Nothing. What are you doing?

Nothing. Just dropped in for a little lunch.

There's food? Here?

Leg or wing?

Oh, no, no, wait. Not me, l'm a penguin.

Exactly. The flipper birds, that's you, eat the fish.

The flying birds, that's me, eat the flipper bird and the fish.

And lately, there ain't a lot of fish.

-So.... -This time l'm getting the juicy bits.

-Me first! -Hey, you want a piece of me?

Hey, hey, hey! l'm trying to think about lunch.

Wait! Watch this!

Yeah, that's weird, all right. Listen. For once, we're gonna do this civilized.

-Now, get in line-- -Hey! What's that on your leg?

-What? This little thing? -Oh, no. Don't start him on that.

Shut up! The little flipper bird asked me a perceptive question.

-A question like that deserves an answer. -Here we go.

l got two words for you:

''Alien abduction.''

-Oh, you had to ask. -Have mercy.

Quiet!

Now, little buddy, there is something out there.

Creatures. Not like us.

Bigger, fiercer, and smarter too.

-Ask me how l know. -How?

Because l've been captured by them, that's how.

Unbelievable.

What do you mean ''unbelievable?'' lt's true.

l'm sitting on a rock, minding my own business...

...when suddenly, they're onto me.

These beings, like big ugly penguins.

Fat, flabby faces with front-ways eyes...

...no feathers, no beaks, and these-- These appendages.

They probe me. They tie me up. They strap me down.

They take this pointy thing and they stick it into me.

And then, blackout.

Gosh.

l woke up and there's this-- This thing on me.

Every flying bird is dissing me, ''Hey, what's happening, yellow leg?''

lt was humiliating.

And then what?

lt was humiliating. What more do you want?

They could have eated you.

Yeah. Yeah.

l guess my pitiful cries for mercy appealed to their better nature.

Can l appeal to your better nature?

Nice try, kid, but no.

No. No. No!

What you doing down there, flipper bird?

Get up here.

Get back up here this minute.

Oh, great. You let him get away. Didn't you?

All your screwy alien talk.

-Hey, l'm an abductee. -Abduct this.

-Don't make me call Uncle Angie. -Oh, fine.

Where youse going? l'm an abductee!

-l don't care what you are, l'm hungry! -Would you like to hear our specials?

How about fish? There's no fish. How about penguin? There's no penguin.

What are we gonna eat?!

There's a world where I can go

And tell my secrets to

In my room

Paying no mind to his dancing heart...

...the kid saw out his school days at the back of the class...

...lost in his imaginings.

Now it's dark and I'm--

What fabulous worlds lay out there, far beyond the ice?

--I won't be afraid

Was there any place...

...where one small penguin without a Heartsong...

...could ever truly belong?

In my room

And so, a thousand generations ago...

...our forefathers forsook our wings for flippers.

You graduates going to sea for the first time...

...are to reap the benefits of their wise choice.

These are lean and uncertain times.

But by the power of the ancient penguin wisdoms...

...we, my brethren, will endure.

-''Blah, blah, blah.'' -Norma Jean.

Who is he to say my boy can't graduate? He's not hurting anyone.

--true to our ways and you will always be worthy of this...

...our brave penguin nation. Excelsior!

Ocean, here l come!

You know what? We're gonna have a little graduation ceremony of our own.

-You mean it, Ma? -You betcha.

-Excelsior! -Excelsior!

Keep it down.

-Pa. -Memphis.

-Go get them, tiger. -Thanks, Ma.

-Make every moment count! -Got you, Ma!

-Remember, ''Stranger Danger.'' -Yeah, sure, Pa.

And watch out for those leopard seals and them killer whales.

Mark this, Noah.

That boy was always a bad egg. l'm telling you, no good will come of this.

Guys!

Wait up!

What do you think?

-You first. -No, you first.

No. No, no, no.

Stop pushing!

-What was that? -l think it was the fuzzball.

See any blood?

What you waiting for?

Hey, Gloria!

Gloria, l adore-ia. l'd like to see more-ia.

Gloria.

-Mumble? -Gloria.

l'm sorry. l didn't mean to....

Fall back, coming through!

Gloria? All my life, l've wanted to say that you're so--

-Fish. -Yeah. You're so fish.

No. Fish!

Fish!

Oh, that's mine.

-That's lousy. -You didn't get one?

Sorry.

Gloria. You got one?

-Nope. Not this time. -You have it.

-Thank you, Mumble, but it's yours. -l want you to have it.

-No. You caught it. You eat it. -l want you to--

Skua! You get back here!

-Come on. -Mumble! Let go!

Mumble! Let go!

You just let him get away!

-ls he breathing? -He's certainly not eating.

Mumble? Are you okay?

Mumble?

Take the fish.

-What? -Take the stupid fish.

Oh, okay.

Thank you, Mumble.

You're welcome.

--somebody to

Love

On this, our night of graduation, infatuation, illumination...

...top of the class, Missy Gloria.

Each morning I get up, I die a little

Can barely stand on my feet

Take a look at yourself

Take a look in the mirror and cry a little

Lord, what you doing to me?

I spent all my years in believing you

I just can't get no relief, Lord

-Somebody -Somebody

-Somebody -Please

Can anybody find me

Somebody to love?

-She works hard -Every day

Every day

Oh, I try and I try and I try

But everybody wants to put me down

They say, they say, I'm going crazy

They say I got a lot of water in my brain

Got no common sense I got nobody left to believe in

What's wrong with you?

-Mumble. -Yeah?

-lt's better you just-- -Yeah, l know.

-You listen. You know? -Yeah.

-Sorry. -lt's okay.

-Sorry. -Sing the song.

You're great. That was great.

Oh, baby, find me

Come on. Put your flippers in the air, now.

Find me somebody to love

l'm searching high and low.

l'm searching the high and low.

Yes, there's somebody out there who needs to find me.

Somebody, anybody

l'm somebody.

I wanna love someone Send someone over here

Can anybody find me

Somebody to

Love

Mumble!

-Who do you think you are? -Yeah, you're spoiling it for everybody.

-Take a flying leap. -Yeah, jump in the lake.

Where is my baby?

Anybody find me, find me Find me, find me

Somebody

Okay, fellas. Cut it out.

l'm completely terrified.

Gloria?

Guys?

Get up here or l'll come in after you.

-Safe! -Oh, yeah!

-You the bomb, bro. -That's a 9.8.

-l give you 1 0. -Why?

Oh, no, no, no. Come on. Bring it. Bring it on.

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