绿皮书 Green Book (2018)【完整台词】
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Let the spook go. Let him go.
Come on.
Get him outta here.
I want these Yankees
off from my property.
- Go home.
- Come on George, go, go.
Go home.
You out of your mind?
I'm sorry. I didn't mean
to put you in that position.
Wait, wait, wait!
You wanna throw up again?
I'm OK.
Hones to God Doc,
I don't understand you.
You could have drunk here.
You got a whole bottle.
- I just needed some air.
- Air?
Do you know where you are?
Does the geography
really matter?
- What?
- If I was in a bar...
in your neighborhood, would...
the conversation be any different?
From now on you don't go nowhere
without me.
Nowhere!
- Got it?
- I understand.
- Where is your room?
- Tony.
What?
Do you really have a gun?
'Course not.
Doc, where's your goddamn room?
- There it is.
- Come on. Over there?
Let me get you to bed Doc. You got
a big show tomorrow night. C'mon.
Louisville. Thank you for
your warm hospitality!
Thank you.
- Don't be lazy Tony, enunciate.
- I ain't.
- Betty bought a bit of better butter.
- Betty bought.
Betty bought... butter...
Who says that?
Butter uh...
you have to start
somewhere Tony.
A singer does vocal exercises, an
athlete warms up, before they rehearse.
Athletes practice,
they don't rehearse.
Ah, shit!
Ladies and gentlemen, our very
special guest from the far north...
Don Shirley!
Accompanying Mr. Shirley,
the members of his trio...
Oleg Malakhov, George
Dyer, and his associate,
Tony Vallla... Valleg... Valle...
Valley... lohnja.
This is my lovely wife Margaret.
If you gentlemen don't mind, I'm going to
steal Donnie away for some introductions.
- What's that?
- Pimiento-cheese sandwich, sir.
Yeah, I'll try that one.
Sorry! Not for me.
Earlier this week, we asked our help
what Mr. Shirley might like for supper.
So the boys in the kitchen whipped up
a special menu in honor of our guest.
Gentlemen.
Home cooked fried chicken.
There you go. Bring them in.
Serve it up hot.
Thank you.
We return after a brief intermission.
- Excuse me, Don. Lovely work in there.
- Why! Thank you!
Are you looking for the commode?
Here, let me help you.
Right out there 'fore that pine.
I'd prefer not to use that.
Well, don't be silly, Don. It
looks a lot worse from the outside.
And I'd suppose you'd
know from experience.
What? Never had any complains.
Well, I could return to my motel
and use the facilities there.
But... that would take
at least a half an hour.
We don't mind waiting.
Why don't I just pull over... You
can piss in the woods?
Animals go in the woods.
But it's gonna be at
least twenty minutes if
I gotta go all the way
back to your motel.
So let's just get there so I
can go back and finish the show.
See, that's the difference
between you and me.
- I'd have zero problem goin' in the woods.
- I'm well aware.
Why you sore at me? I don't
make the rules down here.
No? Then who does?
Oh! you saying just 'cause
I'm white
and they're white? You know, that's a very
prejudice thing you just said there.
A very prejudice thing.
I got more in common with the
hymies at Second Avenue Deli
than I do with these
hillbilly pricks down here.
- Eyes on the road.
- You always say that when
- you don't like what I'm saying.
- Eyes on the road!
I don't get it.
How does he smile and shake
their hands like that?
If they tried to pull
that outhouse shit on me,
I'd piss right on their
living room floor.
Don't do that.
We have many concert dates left.
Yeah... So...?
You realize we are contractually
obliged to perform them?
Of course I do.
You don't play,
we don't get paid.
What's your point?
Ugly circumstances are
going to happen again.
- So control yourself.
- Don't lecture me, you rat.
Dr. Shirley could've
stayed up north getting
rear-end kissed at
Park Avenue parties
for three times money
but he asked for this.
Why?
What on God's green
earth are you doing?
A letter.
Looks more like a
piecemeal ransom note.
May I?
Dear, Dolores...
D-E-A-R, this isn't animal.
I'm meeting all the highly
leading citizens of the town.
People that use big words, all
of them
but you know me, I get by,
I'm a good bullshitter.
Two “t”s in “bullshitter.”
As I'm writing this letter,
I'm eating potato chips
and I'm starting to get thirsty.
I washed my socks and
dried them on the TV.
- I should have brung the iron.
- You know this is pathetic right?
Tell me what you're trying to say.
- You know, how I miss her and shit.
- You didn't say that.
But do it in a manner that no
one else has ever done it before.
And without the profanity.
Something like... Put this down.
- Dear Dolores...
- Oh God no!
D-E-A-R, Dolores.
When-I-think-of-you...
I'm-reminded of-the-beautiful
plains of Iowa.
What planes?
The plains. P-L-A-I-N-S.
Those big fields we saw.
Yeah, those were nice.
PLAINS.
Which what they call
big fields around here.
Tony, no expounding.
- A what?
- Just write what I say.
- I'm good.
- The distance between us
is breaking my spirit...
between us...
My time and experiences without
you are meaningless to me.
Falling in love with you was the
easiest thing I have ever done.
Falling... in love...
with you...
is very fucking romantic.
It was the easiest
thing I have ever done.
Nothing matters to me but you.
And everyday I am alive, I'm aware of this.
I loved you the day I met
you, I love you today...
And I will love you
to rest of my life.
- So can I put the “P.S., kiss the kids”?
- A P.S.?
Yeah, like a the end.
That's like clanging a cowbell at
the end of Shostakovitch's 7th.
Right... So that's good?
It's perfect Tony.
Everybody talks about
Willie Maze, 1954, wasn't
even the greatest catcher
in the polo grounds.
That was Joe, 1936,
2nd game at world
series, final out, 500 feet...
Do you like that Doc?
- That's a handsome suit.
- Sharp.
Guy looks just like you.
He does?
Oh... Size-wise. Yeah!
He's about a forty two.
Why don't you try on that?
What, you gotta wear a
tuxedo on stage every night?
You could mix it up a little back.
Now, see how that looks on you.
We got plenty of time.
I'll be right back.
- How you doing?
- May I help you sir?
Yeah. We wanna try on that
beautiful Grey suit in the window.
- You got it in a 42?
- Of course.
- That's the one.
- Dressing room's in the back, sir.
Thank you. That'll
be just a moment.
Take your time Doc, I'll
check out some ties for you.
Uh, excuse me, you're not
allowed to try that on.
I beg your pardon?
If you would like to purchase it first,
we'll be happy to tailor it to your needs.
I see.
Yeah?
F me.
Hey officer, I got a
call about Dr. Shirley.
Come on.
His friends hate her.
Thank you.
Give the guy a towel,
for Chrissakes?
Come on.
Get him outta here.
I want these Yankees
off from my property.
- Go home.
- Come on George, go, go.
Go home.
You out of your mind?
I'm sorry. I didn't mean
to put you in that position.
Wait, wait, wait!
You wanna throw up again?
I'm OK.
Hones to God Doc,
I don't understand you.
You could have drunk here.
You got a whole bottle.
- I just needed some air.
- Air?
Do you know where you are?
Does the geography
really matter?
- What?
- If I was in a bar...
in your neighborhood, would...
the conversation be any different?
From now on you don't go nowhere
without me.
Nowhere!
- Got it?
- I understand.
- Where is your room?
- Tony.
What?
Do you really have a gun?
'Course not.
Doc, where's your goddamn room?
- There it is.
- Come on. Over there?
Let me get you to bed Doc. You got
a big show tomorrow night. C'mon.
Louisville. Thank you for
your warm hospitality!
Thank you.
- Don't be lazy Tony, enunciate.
- I ain't.
- Betty bought a bit of better butter.
- Betty bought.
Betty bought... butter...
Who says that?
Butter uh...
you have to start
somewhere Tony.
A singer does vocal exercises, an
athlete warms up, before they rehearse.
Athletes practice,
they don't rehearse.
Ah, shit!
Ladies and gentlemen, our very
special guest from the far north...
Don Shirley!
Accompanying Mr. Shirley,
the members of his trio...
Oleg Malakhov, George
Dyer, and his associate,
Tony Vallla... Valleg... Valle...
Valley... lohnja.
This is my lovely wife Margaret.
If you gentlemen don't mind, I'm going to
steal Donnie away for some introductions.
- What's that?
- Pimiento-cheese sandwich, sir.
Yeah, I'll try that one.
Sorry! Not for me.
Earlier this week, we asked our help
what Mr. Shirley might like for supper.
So the boys in the kitchen whipped up
a special menu in honor of our guest.
Gentlemen.
Home cooked fried chicken.
There you go. Bring them in.
Serve it up hot.
Thank you.
We return after a brief intermission.
- Excuse me, Don. Lovely work in there.
- Why! Thank you!
Are you looking for the commode?
Here, let me help you.
Right out there 'fore that pine.
I'd prefer not to use that.
Well, don't be silly, Don. It
looks a lot worse from the outside.
And I'd suppose you'd
know from experience.
What? Never had any complains.
Well, I could return to my motel
and use the facilities there.
But... that would take
at least a half an hour.
We don't mind waiting.
Why don't I just pull over... You
can piss in the woods?
Animals go in the woods.
But it's gonna be at
least twenty minutes if
I gotta go all the way
back to your motel.
So let's just get there so I
can go back and finish the show.
See, that's the difference
between you and me.
- I'd have zero problem goin' in the woods.
- I'm well aware.
Why you sore at me? I don't
make the rules down here.
No? Then who does?
Oh! you saying just 'cause
I'm white
and they're white? You know, that's a very
prejudice thing you just said there.
A very prejudice thing.
I got more in common with the
hymies at Second Avenue Deli
than I do with these
hillbilly pricks down here.
- Eyes on the road.
- You always say that when
- you don't like what I'm saying.
- Eyes on the road!
I don't get it.
How does he smile and shake
their hands like that?
If they tried to pull
that outhouse shit on me,
I'd piss right on their
living room floor.
Don't do that.
We have many concert dates left.
Yeah... So...?
You realize we are contractually
obliged to perform them?
Of course I do.
You don't play,
we don't get paid.
What's your point?
Ugly circumstances are
going to happen again.
- So control yourself.
- Don't lecture me, you rat.
Dr. Shirley could've
stayed up north getting
rear-end kissed at
Park Avenue parties
for three times money
but he asked for this.
Why?
What on God's green
earth are you doing?
A letter.
Looks more like a
piecemeal ransom note.
May I?
Dear, Dolores...
D-E-A-R, this isn't animal.
I'm meeting all the highly
leading citizens of the town.
People that use big words, all
of them
but you know me, I get by,
I'm a good bullshitter.
Two “t”s in “bullshitter.”
As I'm writing this letter,
I'm eating potato chips
and I'm starting to get thirsty.
I washed my socks and
dried them on the TV.
- I should have brung the iron.
- You know this is pathetic right?
Tell me what you're trying to say.
- You know, how I miss her and shit.
- You didn't say that.
But do it in a manner that no
one else has ever done it before.
And without the profanity.
Something like... Put this down.
- Dear Dolores...
- Oh God no!
D-E-A-R, Dolores.
When-I-think-of-you...
I'm-reminded of-the-beautiful
plains of Iowa.
What planes?
The plains. P-L-A-I-N-S.
Those big fields we saw.
Yeah, those were nice.
PLAINS.
Which what they call
big fields around here.
Tony, no expounding.
- A what?
- Just write what I say.
- I'm good.
- The distance between us
is breaking my spirit...
between us...
My time and experiences without
you are meaningless to me.
Falling in love with you was the
easiest thing I have ever done.
Falling... in love...
with you...
is very fucking romantic.
It was the easiest
thing I have ever done.
Nothing matters to me but you.
And everyday I am alive, I'm aware of this.
I loved you the day I met
you, I love you today...
And I will love you
to rest of my life.
- So can I put the “P.S., kiss the kids”?
- A P.S.?
Yeah, like a the end.
That's like clanging a cowbell at
the end of Shostakovitch's 7th.
Right... So that's good?
It's perfect Tony.
Everybody talks about
Willie Maze, 1954, wasn't
even the greatest catcher
in the polo grounds.
That was Joe, 1936,
2nd game at world
series, final out, 500 feet...
Do you like that Doc?
- That's a handsome suit.
- Sharp.
Guy looks just like you.
He does?
Oh... Size-wise. Yeah!
He's about a forty two.
Why don't you try on that?
What, you gotta wear a
tuxedo on stage every night?
You could mix it up a little back.
Now, see how that looks on you.
We got plenty of time.
I'll be right back.
- How you doing?
- May I help you sir?
Yeah. We wanna try on that
beautiful Grey suit in the window.
- You got it in a 42?
- Of course.
- That's the one.
- Dressing room's in the back, sir.
Thank you. That'll
be just a moment.
Take your time Doc, I'll
check out some ties for you.
Uh, excuse me, you're not
allowed to try that on.
I beg your pardon?
If you would like to purchase it first,
we'll be happy to tailor it to your needs.
I see.
Yeah?
F me.
Hey officer, I got a
call about Dr. Shirley.
Come on.
His friends hate her.
Thank you.
Give the guy a towel,
for Chrissakes?
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