绝望的主妇 第一季 第二集（4）
2011-10-27 10:46阅读：
thank you. I have some things
that I, I need to do today.
DR
GOLDFINE: Are you sure?
BREE: Uh,
yeah, I'm sure.
DR GOLDFINE: Okay.
(shuts his office door.)
(BREE
walks out of the office,then turns around decidedly, goes back and
knocks on DR. GOLDFINE's office, walking in. DR. GOLDFINE looks
up.)
BREE: Dr. Goldfine.
There is something you can do for me.
DR GOLDFINE: What's that?
BREE: Take off your coat. (shuts the office door)
(DR. GOLDFINE looks startled. Hee.)
[CUT TO: INT. SOLIS HOUSE --
DAY]
(GABRIELLE and SUSAN
walk in the front door, holding many, many shopping bags.)
GABRIELLE: So now you're taking Julie on your
dinner date with Mike?
SUSAN:
Yeah, well, if Edie's gonna be there, I'm gonna need emotional
support.
GABRIELLE: I can't
believe she wormed her way in. How did you let her do that?
SUSAN: I don't know, I was gonna take her out at
the knees, but it all happened so fast.
GABRIELLE: Well, you know what you need to do. You need to
get there early, spend a little time with Mike before little
barracuda gets there.
SUSAN:
That's a good idea. Edie will get there at 5:45, which means her
breasts will arrive at 5:30, so I should shoot for 5.
GABRIELLE: Attagirl. I'm just gonna take these
upstairs.
SUSAN: I'm gonna keep my
one little bag and go home.
GABRIELLE:
Okay.
SUSAN: That is a
beautiful rose. Where did you get it? (leans down to smell the
rose)
GABRIELLE: Oh, John gave
it to me. (stops halfway up the stairs, cringing as she says
it)
SUSAN: John? Your
gardener, he gave you a rose?
GABRIELLE:
Yes, I am having some new bushes planted outside, and he gave me
that as a colour palette.
SUSAN: Oh.
Okay. Sure is beautiful, isn't it? (turns around and walks out the
front door)
GABRIELLE: Yes, it
is.
[CUT TO:INT. DR.
GOLDFINE'S OFFICE -- DAY --- LATER]
(DR. GOLDFINE is leaning against his desk, watching as BREE
sews his button back on.)
DR
GOLDFINE: I'm sure Freud would not approve of this.
BREE: Oh, who cares what he thinks? I took psychology in college,
we learned all about Freud. A miserable human being.
DR GOLDFINE: What makes you say that?
BREE: Well, think about it. He grew up in the late
1800's, there were no appliances back then. His mother had to do
everything by hand, just backbreaking work from sunup to sundown.
Not to mention the countless other sacrifices she probably had to
make to take care of her family. And what does he do? He grows up
and becomes famous, peddling a theory that the problems of most
adults can be traced back to something awful their mother has done.
(sighs) She must have felt so betrayed. He saw how hard she worked;
he saw what she did for him. Did he even ever think to say, thank
you? I doubt it. (smiles at DR. GOLDFINE, helping him put his
jacket back on.) There you go.
DR
GOLDFINE: Just so you know, many of Freud's theories have been
discredited.
BREE: Good. (smiles,
turns to leave)
[CUT TO: INT. SCAVO CAR
-- DAY]
(LYNETTE is driving, and
again, the SCAVO kids are misbehaving. Screaming, yelling, standing
up, moving around. Ugh. Devil-kids.)
LYNETTE: Boys, I am not gonna tell you again, sit. I mean
it, I am serious. You guys are gonna be in so much trouble if you
don't sit back in those seats.
(The three
kids suddenly go quiet, whispering in each other's ears, giggling
maliciously, peering at LYNETTE, cackling. LYNETTE looks back in
the mirror, seeing them mocking her.)
NARRATOR: For the first time, Lynette could see this was
not the innocent play of children. She was being challenged. So she
decided it was time to get creative.
(LYNETTE stops the car by the side of the road. She marches
the kids out of the car.)
LYNETTE:
Out. Can't behave, you heard me, can't ride. You, out. Move
it.
(LYNETTE gets back in
the car, looks at the three noisy kids on the sidewalk and drives
off. The kids stand there, watching her drive off.)
SCAVO KIDS: Where she's going? I don't know.
Where's she going?
(LYNETTE
pulls her car into a random driveway.)
LYNETTE: Okay. (to the baby) Mommy's a genius! Five, six,
alright. (spots the empty sidewalk where she left her kids) Uh. Oh!
Uhh. I'll be right back, Mommy'll be right back.
(LYNETTE parks the car and gets out. She looks around the
front garden of a house frantically searching.)
LYNETTE: Boys? Boys? Boys?? If you're hiding, you've gotta
stop now cause Mommy doesn't think
it's funny!
(A LADY
comes out of the front door of the house LYNETTE is searching
through.)
LYNETTE: Oh! Excuse me,
I'm sorry, I'm looking for my boys. Three boys with red hair, have
you
seen'em?
LADY: Yeah, I also saw you drive away and
leave'em.
LYNETTE: I know, I was
just trying to scare them into behaving. Did you see where they
went?
LADY: Yeah, yeah,
they're in my kitchen.
(LYNETTE
puts a hand over her heart, relieved)
LADY: Listen, uh, it seems to me that you have some anger
management issues.
LYNETTE: I
have 4 kids under the age of six, I absolutely have anger
management issues. (tries to go into the house as the woman stops
her)
LADY: Yeah, well I think
you need to talk to somebody, because abandoning your
children?
LYNETTE: I-I-I didn't
abandon them, I came back! (tries to go into the house again, and
the woman stops her.)
LADY:
Yeah, I'm just saying, it's not normal.
LYNETTE: Well, my kids aren't normal, and now I don't have
time for this, lady, so. Boys! Get out here. (tries to go into the
house a third time as the woman stops her again.)
LADY: No, I don't think they should go anywhere
until you calm down.
LYNETTE:
Oh. Get in the car.
PARKER:
She's got cookies!
LYNETTE:
Well, bring 'em, we're leaving.
LADY: Oh,
no, no, no. Stay put.
LYNETTE:
Oh, I don't think so. Oh! (tries to go towards her kids as the
woman grabs onto LYNETTE's elbow, pulling her back)
LADY: Listen, lady, you and I are gonna
talk.
PARKER: Leave my mommy
alone!
LYNETTE: Let go of me!
What's the matter with you? (one of the kids bites the woman's leg
as another pushes her down onto the grass) Run, boys, run!
(LYNETTE and the kids run towards the car and get
in.)
PORTER: Come on!
LYNETTE: Oh, crap.
LADY: (gets back up, running towards the SCAVO's car) You
get back here!
LYNETTE: Boys, you're
gonna need to put on your-(turns around as she sees all three boys
putting on their seatbelts. She turns around, adjusting her glasses
smugly.)
LADY: Get back, or I'm
gonna call Social Services! (watches as the SCAVO's drive
off)
[CUT TO: INT. SOLIS
HOUSE -- DAY]
