蒂凡尼的早餐 Breakfast at Tiffany's(1961)【完整台词】
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Hey.
Hey, baby. What's going on here?
Oh, hi.
Miss Golightly.
Some day... Some day...
Miss Golightly.
What happened to you, anyway?
You take off for the powder room
and that's the last I see you.
-Now, really, Harry...
-Harry was the other guy.
I'm Sid. Sid Arbuck.
You like me, remember?
Miss Golightly, I protest!
Oh, darling, I am sorry,
but I lost my key.
But that was two weeks ago.
You cannot go on
and keep ringing my bell.
You disturb me!
You must have a key made!
But it won't do any good.
I just lose them all.
Come on, baby. You like me.
You know you do.
I worship you, Mr Arbuck,
-but good night, Mr Arbuck.
-Baby, wait a minute. What is this?
You like me. I'm a liked guy.
You like me, baby. You know you do.
Didn't I pick up the check
for five people?
Your friends.
I've never seen them before.
And when you asked for a little change
for the powder room,
what do I give you? A $50 bill.
Now doesn't that give me some rights?
In 30 seconds I going to call the police!
All the time disturbance! I get no sleep!
I got to get my rest! I'm an artist!
I am going to call the vice squad on you!
Don't be angry, you dear little man,
I won't do it again.
If you promise not to be angry,
I might let you take those pictures
we mentioned.
When?
Sometime.
Anytime.
Good night.
I'm sorry to bother you, but I couldn't get
the downstairs door open.
I guess they sent me the upstairs key.
I couldn't get the downstairs door open.
I said, I guess they sent me
the upstairs key.
I couldn't get the downstairs door open.
I'm sorry to wake you.
That's quite all right.
It could happen to anyone,
quite frequently does. Good night.
I hate to...
I hate to bother you,
but if I could ask one more favour
could I use the phone?
Sure.
Why not?
Thank you.
Well, this is
a nice little place you've got here.
-You just moved in, too, huh?
-No. I've been here about a year.
The phone's over there.
Well, it was.
Oh, I remember.
I stuck it in the suitcase.
Kind of muffles the sound.
I'm sorry.
-Is he all right?
-Sure.
Sure. He's okay, aren't you, cat?
Poor old cat.
Poor slob. Poor slob without a name.
The way I look at it,
I don't have the right to give him one.
We don't belong to each other.
We just took up by the river one day.
I don't even want to own anything
until I find a place where
me and things go together.
I'm not sure where that is,
but I know what it's like.
It's like Tiffany's.
Tiffany's?
You mean the jewellery store?
That's right.
I'm crazy about Tiffany's.
Listen.
You know those days when you
get the mean reds?
The mean reds?
You mean like the blues?
No.
The blues are because you're getting fat
or maybe it's been raining too long.
You're just sad, that's all.
The mean reds are horrible.
Suddenly you're afraid and you
don't know what you're afraid of.
-Do you ever get that feeling?
-Sure.
Well, when I get it,
the only thing that does any good
is to jump into a cab and go to Tiffany's.
Calms me down right away.
The quietness and the proud look of it.
Nothing very bad
could happen to you there.
If I could find a real-life place
that made me feel like Tiffany's, then...
Then I'd buy some furniture
and give the cat a name.
I'm sorry. You wanted something.
The telephone.
It's just that I was supposed
to meet somebody.
I mean, this is
10:00 Thursday morning, isn't it?
I just got off a plane from Rome
and I'm not too sure.
Thursday. Is this Thursday?
-I think so.
-Thursday! Oh, no, it can't be!
It's too gruesome.
Well, what's so gruesome
about Thursday?
Nothing, except I can never remember
when it's coming up.
Wednesdays,
I generally just don't go to bed at all
because I have to be up to catch
the 10:45.
And they're so particular
about visiting hours.
Would you be a darling
and look under the bed
and see if you can find
a pair of alligator shoes?
Sure.
I've got to do something
about the way I look.
I mean, a girl just can't go to Sing Sing
with a green face.
Sing Sing?
Yes, I always thought it was
a ridiculous name for a prison.
Sing Sing, I mean. It sounds more like it
should be an opera house or something.
Black alligator.
You know, all the visitors make an effort
to look their best. It's only fair.
Actually, it's very touching, all the
women wearing their prettiest things.
I just love them for it.
And I love the kids, too.
I mean the kids the wives bring.
It should be sad seeing kids there,
but it isn't.
They all have ribbons in their hair
and lots of shine on their shoes.
You'd think there was going to be
ice cream.
Now, as I understand it,
what we're doing is getting you ready
-to visit somebody at Sing Sing.
-That's right.
You can always tell what kind of person
a man really thinks you are
by the earrings he gives you.
Hey, baby. What's going on here?
Oh, hi.
Miss Golightly.
Some day... Some day...
Miss Golightly.
What happened to you, anyway?
You take off for the powder room
and that's the last I see you.
-Now, really, Harry...
-Harry was the other guy.
I'm Sid. Sid Arbuck.
You like me, remember?
Miss Golightly, I protest!
Oh, darling, I am sorry,
but I lost my key.
But that was two weeks ago.
You cannot go on
and keep ringing my bell.
You disturb me!
You must have a key made!
But it won't do any good.
I just lose them all.
Come on, baby. You like me.
You know you do.
I worship you, Mr Arbuck,
-but good night, Mr Arbuck.
-Baby, wait a minute. What is this?
You like me. I'm a liked guy.
You like me, baby. You know you do.
Didn't I pick up the check
for five people?
Your friends.
I've never seen them before.
And when you asked for a little change
for the powder room,
what do I give you? A $50 bill.
Now doesn't that give me some rights?
In 30 seconds I going to call the police!
All the time disturbance! I get no sleep!
I got to get my rest! I'm an artist!
I am going to call the vice squad on you!
Don't be angry, you dear little man,
I won't do it again.
If you promise not to be angry,
I might let you take those pictures
we mentioned.
When?
Sometime.
Anytime.
Good night.
I'm sorry to bother you, but I couldn't get
the downstairs door open.
I guess they sent me the upstairs key.
I couldn't get the downstairs door open.
I said, I guess they sent me
the upstairs key.
I couldn't get the downstairs door open.
I'm sorry to wake you.
That's quite all right.
It could happen to anyone,
quite frequently does. Good night.
I hate to...
I hate to bother you,
but if I could ask one more favour
could I use the phone?
Sure.
Why not?
Thank you.
Well, this is
a nice little place you've got here.
-You just moved in, too, huh?
-No. I've been here about a year.
The phone's over there.
Well, it was.
Oh, I remember.
I stuck it in the suitcase.
Kind of muffles the sound.
I'm sorry.
-Is he all right?
-Sure.
Sure. He's okay, aren't you, cat?
Poor old cat.
Poor slob. Poor slob without a name.
The way I look at it,
I don't have the right to give him one.
We don't belong to each other.
We just took up by the river one day.
I don't even want to own anything
until I find a place where
me and things go together.
I'm not sure where that is,
but I know what it's like.
It's like Tiffany's.
Tiffany's?
You mean the jewellery store?
That's right.
I'm crazy about Tiffany's.
Listen.
You know those days when you
get the mean reds?
The mean reds?
You mean like the blues?
No.
The blues are because you're getting fat
or maybe it's been raining too long.
You're just sad, that's all.
The mean reds are horrible.
Suddenly you're afraid and you
don't know what you're afraid of.
-Do you ever get that feeling?
-Sure.
Well, when I get it,
the only thing that does any good
is to jump into a cab and go to Tiffany's.
Calms me down right away.
The quietness and the proud look of it.
Nothing very bad
could happen to you there.
If I could find a real-life place
that made me feel like Tiffany's, then...
Then I'd buy some furniture
and give the cat a name.
I'm sorry. You wanted something.
The telephone.
It's just that I was supposed
to meet somebody.
I mean, this is
10:00 Thursday morning, isn't it?
I just got off a plane from Rome
and I'm not too sure.
Thursday. Is this Thursday?
-I think so.
-Thursday! Oh, no, it can't be!
It's too gruesome.
Well, what's so gruesome
about Thursday?
Nothing, except I can never remember
when it's coming up.
Wednesdays,
I generally just don't go to bed at all
because I have to be up to catch
the 10:45.
And they're so particular
about visiting hours.
Would you be a darling
and look under the bed
and see if you can find
a pair of alligator shoes?
Sure.
I've got to do something
about the way I look.
I mean, a girl just can't go to Sing Sing
with a green face.
Sing Sing?
Yes, I always thought it was
a ridiculous name for a prison.
Sing Sing, I mean. It sounds more like it
should be an opera house or something.
Black alligator.
You know, all the visitors make an effort
to look their best. It's only fair.
Actually, it's very touching, all the
women wearing their prettiest things.
I just love them for it.
And I love the kids, too.
I mean the kids the wives bring.
It should be sad seeing kids there,
but it isn't.
They all have ribbons in their hair
and lots of shine on their shoes.
You'd think there was going to be
ice cream.
Now, as I understand it,
what we're doing is getting you ready
-to visit somebody at Sing Sing.
-That's right.
You can always tell what kind of person
a man really thinks you are
by the earrings he gives you.
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