欲望都市第3季英文剧本

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ooming column deadline, she didn39。 t call Steve. She decided to take things into her own hands. Who needs a man to hold your hand, when you have cab fare and a black marker to write down emergency numbers? And while Miranda was under the knife, charlotte was having her first glass of white wine with her white knight. I did the Hasty Pudding show a couple of times, to blow off steam. My friend Tom says that Harvard is still the most aggressive place he39。 s seen. And he39。 s a trader. Not Tom Kennedy? Yes, do you know Tom? He39。 s a great guy. And his wife. That39。 s my idea of a perfect marriage. Totally. charlotte nodded, thinking what a nice, sweet, handsome, funny, great couple they made. Excuse me, you just bumped into her chair. A little crowded. Yes, but you bumped her chair. You should say you39。 re sorry. It39。 s ok. No, it39。 s not ok. That39。 s no way to treat a lady. Lighten up. It39。 s brunch. charlotte realized that her date wasn39。 t a man who came to women39。 s rescue, he was a man who liked to start fights. Excuse me, Sir...You want a piece of me? And just like that, charlotte39。 s white knight changed into a white nightmare. Miss Hobbes, your friend is here. Carrie? Actually no, it39。 s me. Carrie thought you might need some help. ok? I39。 m on Valium, everything39。 s ok. Here, give me your hand. I39。 m good. Just don39。 t let me hit the door frame and never mention these goggles. one cab ride and two sleeping pills later, Steve put Miranda to bed. All right. Give me your leg. No, this leg. I want this leg. Stop! No rescue. Fine, ok. All right! Put your feet in, Sleeping Beauty. The next morning, after what felt like a hundred years, Miranda awoke. And for the first time in her life, she saw things clearly. That night, Mr. July invited Samantha to e down and hang with him while he worked the Sunday shift. Hello? Where is everyone? The idea being in a firehouse filled with a calendar hot firemen, was a fantasy, Samantha felt, whose time had definitely e. Boys! This was not the firehouse fantasy Samantha had in mind. Samantha. I just put a pot of chilli on. e on, sit down. e on, get up. Make a move for Sam. I39。 ll be right back. Samantha39。 s rescue fantasy was suddenly something she needed to be rescued from. It39。 s me, leave a message. Hey, I39。 m still down here in the car. I39。 ll wait ten more seconds and then I39。 ll go alone. Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, poor me...five, four, three, two......one. one and a half, sometimes a girl needs a half. ok, that was my best shot, you39。 re not ing. So long... Vote! I don39。 t know what I39。 m doing. Ok. I39。 m standing here, fully dressed, watching that politician guy drive off to Staten island without me. Why? You hate Staten island? Don39。 t think so. Any other ideas? Just say it. Big. You39。 re terrified of getting hurt again. There it was. The phrase single, independent women in their thirties are never supposed to think. Let alone say out loud. ok, gotta go. Miranda was right. I was like a woman frozen on the ledge of a building on fire. I39。 d been so burned in my last relationship, I was afraid to leap off into the next one. Excuse me for a second. Hey. How did you get here? Ferry. All alone? I39。 m very independent. I can see that. And this isn39。 t a date. I39。 m a concerned citizen. A woman on my block won39。 t pick up after her poodle. I39。 ll see what I can do. can I take your coat? And, Mr. President, it was a bad breakup. So I need to take this slow. Somewhere between the chilli and halftime, Samantha decided if she wanted her firehouse fantasy to happen, she39。 d have to make it happen. Up here. Nice pole. Wanna see it again? Yeah. Samantha rode the pole a couple of times that night. Why are these boots set up like this? So we39。 ll be ready at a moment39。 s notice. Well, I should be a fireman, because I am always ready to go. We39。 ve got a job. Get out of my gear. Get the fuck out of my gear! Let39。 s go! Move, lady, it39。 s a fuckin39。 fire! I39。 m ing. Samantha learned there39。 s quite a difference between a rescue fantasy and a rescue reality. It39。 s getting late. Are you sure I can39。 t give you a ride? No, I39。 m good. You go...You go and do your thing. Do I get your vote? Too fast? My God, you39。 re so sexy. e home with me. kissing is enough. It39。 s enough for tonight, really. oh, shit. It39。 s almost 12:00,I39。 m gonna miss the last ferry. Wait! Wait! I lost my choo. Need a ride? He didn39。 t have a white horse, but he did have a BMW with a working heater. So I guess, sometimes a woman absolutely has to be rescued. You39。 re taking me home and that39。 s it. That39。 s it...for tonight. Now, any idea how we get the fuck off this island? ok, make a right. And sometimes, a woman absolutely has to rescue a man. At least, that39。 s how it ends in this Staten island fairytale. 302 Politically Erect I had been dating politician Bill Kelley for three weeks. Since most of our time was spent campaigning, I dressed the part. I found some vintage Halston and did a spin on Jackie Kennedy. The early years. Who here knows what a city ptroller does? You do? We made a good match. I was adept at fashion, he at politics. This city39。 s populace39。 s passion, love and devotion to their home... Really, they39。 re both about recycling ideas and making them seem fresh and inspiring. it is this love affair, this symbiotic relationship between citizens and city, that I promise to cherish and protect. Thank you. Great guy! Yes, he is. can we talk about proposition 114? What is that? You and me in the bedroom. Is that on the ballot? It ought to be. I39。 d back it. And that39。 s whatever position you want. Which way is the bedroom? Put me down. That was the night I had my political consciousness raised. How about a movie Wednesday night? Wednesday? I39。 m not sure. I might be working. Thursday,。