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Lubinski, Kubinski...
Lominski, Rozanski and Poznanski.
We're in Warsaw, the capital of Poland.
It's August, 1939. Europe is still at peace.
At the moment, life in Warsaw
is going on as normally as ever.
But suddenly,
something seems to ha ve happened.
Are those Poles seeing a ghost?
Why does this car suddenly stop?
Everybody seems to be staring
in one direction.
People seem to be frightened,
even terrified. Some flabbergasted.
Can it be true? It must be true. No doubt.
The man with the little mustache,
Adolf Hitler.
Adolf Hitler in Warsaw
when the two countries are still at peace...
and all by himself?
He seems strangely unconcerned
by all the excitement he's causing.
Is he by any chance interested
in Mr. Maslowski's delicatessen?
That's impossible! He's a vegetarian.
And yet,
he doesn 't always stick to his diet.
Sometimes he swallows whole countries.
Does he want to eat up Poland, too?
Anyhow, how did he get here?
What happened?
It all started in the General Headquarters
of the Gestapo in Berlin.
Heil Hitler.
-Heil Hitler!
-Colonel, we have Wilhelm Coetze here.
If you'd like to look into his record.
-I hope he'll talk.
-He'd better.
-Send him in.
-Yes, sir.
Wilhelm Coetze!
HeilHitler!
And now, Wilhelm, I understand
you want a little tank to play with.
Yes, my father promised me one
if I got a good report card.
But our Fuhrer
heard about your report card...
and decided to give you
just what you want.
HeilHitler!
You are going to tell your father
who gave it to you, aren't you, Wilhelm?
Sure, our Fuhrer.
And then maybe he will like the Fuhrer
a little better, won't he?
Sure.
-He doesn't like him now, does he?
-No, he doesn't.
And sometimes he even says funny things
about him, doesn't he?
Well, he said they named a brandy
after Napoleon...
and they made a herring out of Bismarck.
-And Hitler's going to end up as--
-A piece of cheese.
-Yes.
-Yeah.
-How did you know?
-Well, it's a natural thought.
A natural thought?
I hope you don't misunderstand.
I always, that is....
You see, Colonel,
I hope you don't doubt my....
HeilHitler!
The Fuhrer.
HeilHitler!
Heil myself.
That's not in the script.
-But, Mr. Dobosh, please.
-That's not in the script, Mr. Bronski.
-But it'll get a laugh.
-I don't want a laugh here.
How many times have I told you
not to add any lines?
-I want--
-You want my opinion, Mr. Dobosh?
No, I don't want your opinion.
All right, then let me give you my reaction.
A laugh is nothing to be sneezed at.
Mr. Greenberg, I hired you as an actor,
not as a writer. Understand?
What does the script say?
-I make an entrance.
-And what do you say?
-Nothing.
-Then say nothing.
Here am I sitting, waiting for my scene,
all eager to go...
and I have to wait and wait
to be driven out of my mood...
just because two little actors in the cast
want to enlarge their parts.
Mr. Rawitch, what you are, I wouldn't eat.
How dare you call me a ham!
Folks, I want everybody
to understand this.
This is a serious play, a realistic drama--
-Good morning, Dobosh.
-Good morning.
-How do you like my dress?
-Very good.
It is a document of Nazi....
Is that what you're wearing
in the concentration camp?
-Don't you think it's pretty?
-That's it.
Well, why not?
I think it's a tremendous contrast.
Think of me being flogged in the darkness.
I scream, the lights go on...
and the audience sees me on the floor
in this gorgeous dress.
-That's a terrific laugh.
-That's right, Greenberg.
You keep out of this!
That a great star, an artist,
could be so inartistic.
You must be out of your mind.
What do you mean by talking to my wife
like that? How dare you!
I'm sorry. I lost my temper.
Sweetheart, the dress stinks.
You're only afraid
I'm running away with the scene.
I afraid? Why should I be?
Of course not.
You're the best actor in the world.
-Everybody knows that, even you.
-Don't be a prima donna.
Any chance to take the spotlight away
from me, it's ridiculous how you grab it.
Whenever I start a story, you finish it.
If I go on a diet, you lose the weight.
If I have a cold, you cough.
If we should ever have a baby,
I'm not so sure I'd be the mother.
I'm satisfied to be the father.
Mr. Dobosh, look,
if you'll just give me a chance....
-Who made you up?
-I did, Mr. Dobosh.
-What's wrong with it?
-I don't know. It's not convincing.
To me, he's just a man
with a little mustache.
But so was Hitler.
Wait, it's not just the mustache.
It's.... I don't know.
-I just can't smell Hitler in him.
-I can.
I know.
That picture.
That's what he should look like.
But that picture was taken of me.
Then the picture's wrong, too.
Now, see here, Mr. Dobosh,
I'm a nobody and I have to take a lot.
But I know I look like Hitler,
and I'm going to prove it right now.
I'm going out on the street
and see what happens.
And that's how AdolfHitler
came to Warsaw in August, 1939.
May I have your autograph, Mr. Bronski?
-Bronski?
-Why, certainly.
I know it would get a laugh.
Then Dobosh said to me,
"Bronski, you're going to play Hitler."
I thought that was the real start
of my career.
Don't worry, Bronski.
They can't keep real talent down forever.
And the day will come
when you'll play Shylock.
The Rialto scene.
Shakespeare must have thought of me
when he wrote this. It's me.
"Have I not eyes? have I not hands...
"organs, senses, dimensions,
affections, passions?
"fed with the same food,
hurt with the same weapons...
"subject to the same diseases.
"lf you prick us, do we not bleed?
"if you tickle us, do we not laugh?
"if you poison us, do we not die?"
You'd move them to tears.
-lnstead, I have to carry a spear.
-That's all we do, carry a spear.
Carry a spear in the first act,
and in the second act.
Carry Rawitch off the scene in the last act.
How I'd love to drop that ham
right in the center of the stage.
Would get a terrific laugh.
Hello, this is Mr. Tura.
Please order me a salami and cheese
sandwich and a glass of beer.
Right away, please. Thank you.
-The audience is a little cool tonight.
-Not to me.
I know I'm giving a rotten performance.
I always do when we quarrel.
-Say something nice.
-You faker.
I watched your scene with Polonius.
You were never better.
I'd give you a kiss right now,
but I'm afraid I'll ruin my makeup.
Darling, you were right this morning.
I felt so rotten after the rehearsal,
I went to Dobosh and told him...
when he advertises the new play
to put your name first.
Did you, darling? That's sweet of you.
But I really don't care.
That's what Dobosh said,
so we left it as it was.
But, darling,
you know how I feel about you.
Why I'd even....
-Flowers?
-Aren't they beautiful?
-Don't be casual. Who sent them?
-I don't know. There was no card.
No card again? That's three nights
in succession. Who is he?
I'm sure this has nothing to do
with me personally.
This man probably loves theater,
an art fanatic.
Someone sitting in the gallery
night after night--
Just one of those poor boys
who can't afford a ticket...
but inherited a lot of flowers
and is trying to get rid of them.
Three nights in a row.
Even Shakespeare couldn't see Hamlet
three nights in succession.
-You forget you're playing Hamlet.
-That's right.
Mr. Tura on stage!
Maria, darling,
I'm going into my big scene.
Joseph, sweetheart,
I swear I don't know who it is.
Thanks, darling.
It's true, Anna, I don't know who it is.
But I'm positive who it might be.
-You mean that young aviator?
-Yes, he's very young.
He's in the second row again.
He gets better-looking every night.
Don't misunderstand me.
I love my husband dearly, and why not?
He's wonderful.
Only he gets so unreasonable,
so upset about little things.
Like the little thing in the second row.
Waiting for an answer.
"Lt. Stanislav Sobinski."
I was right, it is a young aviator.
-ls he suffering very much?
-Yes, he had to break his silence.
-He couldn't bear it any longer?
-No, he couldn't.
-Poor little thing.
-He's just a mere boy.
-Oh, no.
-What's he want you to do, adopt him?
He's dying to see me,
even if it's just for a minute.
Of course I won't. Definitely not.
Yet, I don't like to be rude to him.
I think it's a mistake to ignore people
who admire one and buy the tickets--
Darling, don't waste any more time
with excuses.
If you want to see him,
see him while he's still young.
Lominski, Rozanski and Poznanski.
We're in Warsaw, the capital of Poland.
It's August, 1939. Europe is still at peace.
At the moment, life in Warsaw
is going on as normally as ever.
But suddenly,
something seems to ha ve happened.
Are those Poles seeing a ghost?
Why does this car suddenly stop?
Everybody seems to be staring
in one direction.
People seem to be frightened,
even terrified. Some flabbergasted.
Can it be true? It must be true. No doubt.
The man with the little mustache,
Adolf Hitler.
Adolf Hitler in Warsaw
when the two countries are still at peace...
and all by himself?
He seems strangely unconcerned
by all the excitement he's causing.
Is he by any chance interested
in Mr. Maslowski's delicatessen?
That's impossible! He's a vegetarian.
And yet,
he doesn 't always stick to his diet.
Sometimes he swallows whole countries.
Does he want to eat up Poland, too?
Anyhow, how did he get here?
What happened?
It all started in the General Headquarters
of the Gestapo in Berlin.
Heil Hitler.
-Heil Hitler!
-Colonel, we have Wilhelm Coetze here.
If you'd like to look into his record.
-I hope he'll talk.
-He'd better.
-Send him in.
-Yes, sir.
Wilhelm Coetze!
HeilHitler!
And now, Wilhelm, I understand
you want a little tank to play with.
Yes, my father promised me one
if I got a good report card.
But our Fuhrer
heard about your report card...
and decided to give you
just what you want.
HeilHitler!
You are going to tell your father
who gave it to you, aren't you, Wilhelm?
Sure, our Fuhrer.
And then maybe he will like the Fuhrer
a little better, won't he?
Sure.
-He doesn't like him now, does he?
-No, he doesn't.
And sometimes he even says funny things
about him, doesn't he?
Well, he said they named a brandy
after Napoleon...
and they made a herring out of Bismarck.
-And Hitler's going to end up as--
-A piece of cheese.
-Yes.
-Yeah.
-How did you know?
-Well, it's a natural thought.
A natural thought?
I hope you don't misunderstand.
I always, that is....
You see, Colonel,
I hope you don't doubt my....
HeilHitler!
The Fuhrer.
HeilHitler!
Heil myself.
That's not in the script.
-But, Mr. Dobosh, please.
-That's not in the script, Mr. Bronski.
-But it'll get a laugh.
-I don't want a laugh here.
How many times have I told you
not to add any lines?
-I want--
-You want my opinion, Mr. Dobosh?
No, I don't want your opinion.
All right, then let me give you my reaction.
A laugh is nothing to be sneezed at.
Mr. Greenberg, I hired you as an actor,
not as a writer. Understand?
What does the script say?
-I make an entrance.
-And what do you say?
-Nothing.
-Then say nothing.
Here am I sitting, waiting for my scene,
all eager to go...
and I have to wait and wait
to be driven out of my mood...
just because two little actors in the cast
want to enlarge their parts.
Mr. Rawitch, what you are, I wouldn't eat.
How dare you call me a ham!
Folks, I want everybody
to understand this.
This is a serious play, a realistic drama--
-Good morning, Dobosh.
-Good morning.
-How do you like my dress?
-Very good.
It is a document of Nazi....
Is that what you're wearing
in the concentration camp?
-Don't you think it's pretty?
-That's it.
Well, why not?
I think it's a tremendous contrast.
Think of me being flogged in the darkness.
I scream, the lights go on...
and the audience sees me on the floor
in this gorgeous dress.
-That's a terrific laugh.
-That's right, Greenberg.
You keep out of this!
That a great star, an artist,
could be so inartistic.
You must be out of your mind.
What do you mean by talking to my wife
like that? How dare you!
I'm sorry. I lost my temper.
Sweetheart, the dress stinks.
You're only afraid
I'm running away with the scene.
I afraid? Why should I be?
Of course not.
You're the best actor in the world.
-Everybody knows that, even you.
-Don't be a prima donna.
Any chance to take the spotlight away
from me, it's ridiculous how you grab it.
Whenever I start a story, you finish it.
If I go on a diet, you lose the weight.
If I have a cold, you cough.
If we should ever have a baby,
I'm not so sure I'd be the mother.
I'm satisfied to be the father.
Mr. Dobosh, look,
if you'll just give me a chance....
-Who made you up?
-I did, Mr. Dobosh.
-What's wrong with it?
-I don't know. It's not convincing.
To me, he's just a man
with a little mustache.
But so was Hitler.
Wait, it's not just the mustache.
It's.... I don't know.
-I just can't smell Hitler in him.
-I can.
I know.
That picture.
That's what he should look like.
But that picture was taken of me.
Then the picture's wrong, too.
Now, see here, Mr. Dobosh,
I'm a nobody and I have to take a lot.
But I know I look like Hitler,
and I'm going to prove it right now.
I'm going out on the street
and see what happens.
And that's how AdolfHitler
came to Warsaw in August, 1939.
May I have your autograph, Mr. Bronski?
-Bronski?
-Why, certainly.
I know it would get a laugh.
Then Dobosh said to me,
"Bronski, you're going to play Hitler."
I thought that was the real start
of my career.
Don't worry, Bronski.
They can't keep real talent down forever.
And the day will come
when you'll play Shylock.
The Rialto scene.
Shakespeare must have thought of me
when he wrote this. It's me.
"Have I not eyes? have I not hands...
"organs, senses, dimensions,
affections, passions?
"fed with the same food,
hurt with the same weapons...
"subject to the same diseases.
"lf you prick us, do we not bleed?
"if you tickle us, do we not laugh?
"if you poison us, do we not die?"
You'd move them to tears.
-lnstead, I have to carry a spear.
-That's all we do, carry a spear.
Carry a spear in the first act,
and in the second act.
Carry Rawitch off the scene in the last act.
How I'd love to drop that ham
right in the center of the stage.
Would get a terrific laugh.
Hello, this is Mr. Tura.
Please order me a salami and cheese
sandwich and a glass of beer.
Right away, please. Thank you.
-The audience is a little cool tonight.
-Not to me.
I know I'm giving a rotten performance.
I always do when we quarrel.
-Say something nice.
-You faker.
I watched your scene with Polonius.
You were never better.
I'd give you a kiss right now,
but I'm afraid I'll ruin my makeup.
Darling, you were right this morning.
I felt so rotten after the rehearsal,
I went to Dobosh and told him...
when he advertises the new play
to put your name first.
Did you, darling? That's sweet of you.
But I really don't care.
That's what Dobosh said,
so we left it as it was.
But, darling,
you know how I feel about you.
Why I'd even....
-Flowers?
-Aren't they beautiful?
-Don't be casual. Who sent them?
-I don't know. There was no card.
No card again? That's three nights
in succession. Who is he?
I'm sure this has nothing to do
with me personally.
This man probably loves theater,
an art fanatic.
Someone sitting in the gallery
night after night--
Just one of those poor boys
who can't afford a ticket...
but inherited a lot of flowers
and is trying to get rid of them.
Three nights in a row.
Even Shakespeare couldn't see Hamlet
three nights in succession.
-You forget you're playing Hamlet.
-That's right.
Mr. Tura on stage!
Maria, darling,
I'm going into my big scene.
Joseph, sweetheart,
I swear I don't know who it is.
Thanks, darling.
It's true, Anna, I don't know who it is.
But I'm positive who it might be.
-You mean that young aviator?
-Yes, he's very young.
He's in the second row again.
He gets better-looking every night.
Don't misunderstand me.
I love my husband dearly, and why not?
He's wonderful.
Only he gets so unreasonable,
so upset about little things.
Like the little thing in the second row.
Waiting for an answer.
"Lt. Stanislav Sobinski."
I was right, it is a young aviator.
-ls he suffering very much?
-Yes, he had to break his silence.
-He couldn't bear it any longer?
-No, he couldn't.
-Poor little thing.
-He's just a mere boy.
-Oh, no.
-What's he want you to do, adopt him?
He's dying to see me,
even if it's just for a minute.
Of course I won't. Definitely not.
Yet, I don't like to be rude to him.
I think it's a mistake to ignore people
who admire one and buy the tickets--
Darling, don't waste any more time
with excuses.
If you want to see him,
see him while he's still young.
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