英语初级听力_答案文本

初级听力_文本 十四 1 01 —I'm going to clean the blackboard.—But you can't do that. —Why can't I? —We haven't got a duster. 02 —I'm going to drink some of this milk.—But you mustn't. —Why not? —Because it's sour. 03 —Excuse me, Madam, did you drop your glove? —I beg your pardon? —I said "Did you drop your glove".—Oh, yes, I did. Thank you so much.—Not at all. It's a pleasure.04 —Where have you been? —To the cinema. —Who did you go with? —I went with Jone Judge. 05 —What can I do for you? —I have damaged my wrist, doctor.—How did you do that? —I fell on it while I was playing tennis.06 —What's wrong? —I have a pain in my chest. —Why not go and see your doctor?—Yes. That's a good idea. I will.07 —What are you going to do this evening? 1 —I'm going to p1ay cards. —Are you going to play cards tomorrow evening, too? —No. I'm going to make a new dress.08 —Do you like boiled eggs? —Yes. I love them. Thank you. —Do you prefer hard ones or soft ones?—I really don't mind. Thank you.09 —Did you buy anything when you were in the town? —Yes. I bought a blouse. —What's it like? —It's a blue one with a high neck.10 —Did you walk to the match? —No. I went by car. —Did John go by car, too? —No. He cycled. 11 —Hello, and how did you spend the holiday?—I played tennis till lunch time.—What did you do after lunch? —I went for a swim with John. 12 —Hello, why aren't you playing tennis?—I haven't brought my racket. —You can borrow mine, if you like.—Oh, thank you. That's very kind of you.13 —What are those shirts made of? —They are made of cotton. —Are shirts always made of cotton?—No. They are sometimes made of wool or nylon.2 01 Female: I've got two tickets for a volleyball match this evening. Why don't you come? 2 Male: Uh ... no, thanks. I ... I'm not very interested in volleyball.Female: Oh, why not? Have you ever seen it played? Male: No, I haven't, but I really don't th... Female: That's what I thought. You don't know what you're missing.Male: Don't I? Why? Female: Because it's very fast, with lots of action. Male: Really? Who's playing? Female: Two of the best women's teams in the world, one from Finland and the other from Belgium. Male: Hmm. It sounds exciting. Female: Yes, it is! Very! Male: Hmm. Well, perhaps I'll come after all. Female: Good! Now ... uh ... could you ... uh ... could I have five pounds, please?Male: Five pounds? What for? Female: Your ticket, of course. I bought two of them in advance, hoping I'd persuade you to come with me. Male: Oh ... uh ... You know, I've just remembered something. Female: What? Male: I've got to see some friends this evening. Female: Oh ... I see ... I mean ... you won't be coming, after all, then?Male: No, not unless... Female: Unless what? Male: Perhaps you could let me have the ticket for a bit less? Let's say three pounds.Female: But you said you had to meet some friends! Male: Come on. I was only joking. Here's your five pounds. Of course I'll come.02 sound of telephone ringing) Tom: Tom Haley speaking. Philip: Hello, Tom. It's Philip. I waited for a phone call from you but I can't wait any longer. Tell me about your first week. Tom: Hmmmmmm. It wasn't easy. Philip: Wasn't it? Why? What did you have to do? Tom: On Monday and Tuesday, I lifted heavy boxes. On Wednesday, I put hundreds of bottles and tins and packets on shelves. Philip: Was it boring? Tom: Yes, very boring. And I dropped a lot of boxes. Philip: Did you break anything? Tom: Oh, just a few jars of jam and a lot of bottles of tomato juice.Philip: Ugh. What a mess. So tell me about Thursday. Tom: I'm afraid I was two hours late ... and the supervisor was really angry. Then I put price labels on bottles and tins and packets. Very confusing. Philip: Did you put the right labels on them? Tom: Not always. I made one or two mistakes. 3 Philip: Only one or two? What did you do on Friday and Saturday? Tom: I didn't do very much. I was fed up. The supermarket was open until 9 pm. They wanted me to work overtime but I went home at six. Philip: I see. Have you still got a job? Tom: I don't know. I have to see the supervisor tomorrow. Philip: Well, you'd better get up early. Good luck! 03 1. I hate the stairs. Sometimes the lift isn't working and you have to use the stairs. I can't get up the stairs by myself; it's my back, you see. Jane, my friend, lives on the ground floor, that's much easier. Nearly every morning I stop there for a cup of tea before I come back up here.2. I don't mind living in a tall building. I don't mind the stairs. I quite like the exercise. Of course, it's difficult for older people but I don't mind if you live on the top floor, like Mrs. Green, it's not easy. And I don't like the ground floor; I don't think it's safe. But I like my place. I've got three floors below me and three above, I feel very safe. My Mum lives here too, on the ground floor. 3. Alice comes every morning. Well, nearly every morning. She's not young any more, you see, she's seventy-eight next birthday, and it's difficult for her to walk up to the top floor. I can't go up; I can't move. It's my leg; I've got a bad leg. Carol comes to see me sometimes. She lives here too, you know, in another flat. She's my daughter. 3 01 We are going to Scotland for our holiday. We are leaving early on Saturday morning and I hope we will get to York about eleven o'clock. We are spending the night in York, then on Sunday we are driving up to Scotland. We are going to stay at a lovely little hotel near a lake. Of course we will probably get some rain, but I am sure we will have a fantastic holiday. 02 People often ask me for my telephone number. But I have not got a telephone, so I tell them to ring me at work. Why don't I have a telephone? I think the telephone is expensive and I prefer to write a letter. There aren't many people I want to speak to in the evening and I do not want to speak to anybody at breakfast time. When I want to use the telephone in the evening, I can always use the box at the end of the road. 十五 1 01 —Can I help you? —Yes, please. I'd like some instant coffee. —Certainly. How much would you like? —A large jar, please. 4 02 —That's a very nice cardigan. Is it new? —Yes. It was very cheap. I got it in a sale. —I like it very much. It suits you very well. —Oh, thank you. 03 —Do you read many novels? —Yes. I suppose I've read about four novels this year.—I see. And what was the last novel you read? —Let me see. It was A Man in Havana. —And when did you read it? —I read it on Tuesday evening. —Why did you read it? —Well ... 04 —Do you smoke? —Yes, I do. —How long have you been smoking for? —Six years. —And how many cigarettes have you smoked during that time?—Thousands! 05 —I was just about to have a swim when I saw the shark!—That's nothing. I was in the middle of swimming when I saw the shark. —What happened? —I started swimming for the shore, of course. 06 (Yvonne Deraine is staying at the Hotel Noptune. She goes to the Reception Desk and asks:) Yvonne: Can I have breakfast in my room? Clerk: Certainly, madam. Breakfast is served in your room from 7 o'clock until 10. Here is the menu. Yvonne: Thank you. (looks at the menu) I'd like to have the Continental Breakfast. Clerk: Yes, madam. And at what time would you like it?Yvonne: About half past eight, I think. Clerk: 8:30. Very good, madam. And what kind of fruit juice would you like? We have pineapple, orange, grapefruit ... Yvonne: I think I'd like the pineapple please.Clerk: Pineapple juice. And would you prefer tea or coffee?Yvonne: Coffee please. Clerk: Thank you very much. Goodnight. 5 * * * (At 8:30 the next morning, there is a light tap at Yvonne's door.) Yvonne: Y-es. Come in. Maid: I've brought you your breakfast, madam. Yvonne: Oh yes. Thank you. Could you put it on the desk over there please?Maid: Shall I pour you a cup of coffee straight away, madam? Yvonne: No, thanks. I'll pour it myself in a minute. Maid: Is there anything else, madam? Yvonne: No-no, I don't think so, thank you. 2 01 Eddie is talking to Tom. Eddie: Have you ever been really frightened? Tom: I suppose so, once or twice. Eddie: Can you remember when you were most frightened? Tom: That isn't difficult. Eddie: What happened? Tom: Well, we used to have a favorite picnic place beside a lake. We had a boat there. I was there with some friends and I decided to swim to a little island. It didn't look far and I started swimming ... but half way across I realised it was a lot further than I thought. I was getting very tired. I shouted. Luckily my friends heard me and brought the boat. I thought I was going to drown. I've never been more frightened in my life. 02 Should school children take part-time jobs? This is a discussion which will appear in a magazine. Editor: This month our panel looks at part-time jobs. Are they good for school children or not? Headmaster: Definitely not. The children have got two full-time jobs already: growing up and going to school. Part-time jobs make them so tired they fal1 asleep in class.Mrs. Barnes: I agree. I know school hours are short, but there's homework as well. And children need a lot of sleep. Mr. Barnes: Young children perhaps, but some boys stay at school until they're eighteen or nineteen. A part-time job can't harm them. In fact, it's good for them. They earn their pocket-money instead of asking their parents for it. And they see something of the world outside school. Businessman: You're absolutely right. Boys learn a lot from a part-time job. And we mustn't forget that some families need the extra money. If the pupils didn't take part-time jobs they couldn't stay at school. Editor: Well, we seem to be equally divided: two for, and two against. What do our readers think? 3 6 01 Philip Andrew is 16 and he is about to leave school. He comes to me for advice every week. He is looking for an interesting job and he would like good wages. One of his friends works in a supermarket. Another friend works in a factory. Philip thinks supermarket jobs are not well paid. And factory jobs are boring. 02 And finally, some news from the United States. David Thomas, the Californian pop singer, is sixteen today and he is giving a party for sixty guests. His young friends have bought him a Rolls-Royce, the most expensive one they could find. David is famous because he is the fastest driver and the youngest pop star in the state of California. He is flying to Paris tomorrow. 十六 1 01 —What are you going to do after this lesson? —I'm probably going to have a cup of tea. What about you? —Oh, I'm going to the post office. —I see. 02 —Can you come and see me at nine o'clock? —I'm afraid not. You see, I'm meeting Mr. Green at nine. 03 —I hear you are playing at a concert tomorrow. How do you feel about it?—Oh, I'm really worried about it. —I'm not surprised. So would I be. 04 —What are your plans for tomorrow, Brenda? —Well, first, I'm going to do the washing up. —Poor you! While you're doing the washing up, I'll be having breakfast in bed.—It's alright for some people. 05 —I'd like to withdraw fifty pounds from my deposit account. —Certainly. Would you please sign this form? —Oh, yes. There you are. —How would you like the money? —In fives, please. —Fine. Here you are. 7 —Thanks. Goodbye. 06 —How are you, Brenda? —Fine, apart from the backache. —Oh, dear, I'm sorry to hear that. —Yes. My back's killing me. —Oh, I hope you'll soon feel better. —Thanks. 07 Man: Waitress! This meat is like old leather! It's enough to break every tooth in your head.Waitress: Perhaps you'd like to change your order, sir. The sirloin is very tender.08 Woman: John, look what that waiter's gone and done! Spilt soup all over my new dress!Waiter: I'm terribly sorry, madam. Perhaps if I could sponge it with a little warm water...Man: Leave it alone, man. You'll only make it worse. Woman: I want to speak to the Manager! Waiter: Very good, madam. Manager: I do apologize for this unfortunate accident, madam. If you would like to have the dress cleaned and send the bill to us, we will be happy to take care of it.Woman: Oh no, it doesn't matter. Forget it. It probably won't stain very much.09 Man: Waiter, this just won't do. This wine's got a most peculiar flavor.Waiter: Yes, sir. I'll take it back. Perhaps you would like to choose another wine instead, sir?2 01 —Hello. —Hello. Who's that? —It's me. —Who's me? —Why, me, of course. —Yes, I know. It's you. But who are you? —I've told you who I am. I am ME. —I know you are you, but I still don't know who you are. Anyway, I don't want to talk to you whoever you are. I really wanted Mrs. Jones. —Who do you want? —Mrs. Jones! —Mrs. Jones? Who's Mrs. Jones? —Why, Mrs. Jones lives where you are, doesn't she? —There is no Mrs. Jones here. What number do you want? 8 —I want Bournemouth, 650283. —This is Bournemouth, 650823. —Oh, dear, I am sorry. I must have dialed the wrong number. —It's quite alright. —I'll try dialing again. Sorry to have troubled you. —It's quite alright. Goodbye. —Goodbye. 02 Two old men are talking about the days gone by. Listen. —The beer's just like water. They don't make it as strong as they used to.—No. Things aren't what they used to be, are they? —The pubs aren't any good nowadays. —No. But they used to be good when we were young. —The trouble is that the young people don't work hard. —No, but they used to work hard when we were young. 03 Ten years ago, I loved watching television and listening to pop records. I hated classical music. But I liked playing tennis. Five years ago I still liked playing tennis, but I loved classical music. Now I prefer classical music. I like playing squash. But I hate television.04 Mr. Davies is talking to his son Martin. Mr. Davies: (quietly) Why aren't you doing your homework? Martin: I'll do it later, Dad. I must get these chords right first. Our group's playing in a concert on Saturday. Mr. Davies: (laughs) Oh, is it? You'll be making records next, will you? Martin: We hope so. The man from 'Dream Discs' is coming to the concert. So I'd better play well. Mr. Davies: You'd better get on with your homework! You can practise all day Saturday.Martin: Oh, Dad. You don't understand at all. This concert could change my life.Mr. Davies: It certainly could! You've got exams next month. Important ones. If you don't get a good certificate, you won't get a decent job. Martin: (rudely) I don't need a certificate to play the guitar. And I don't want a boring old job in a bank either. Mr. Davies: (angrily) Oh, don't you? Whose boring old job paid for this house? And for that guitar? Martin: (sighs) Yours, I know. But I'd rather be happy than rich. 3 01 Letter Dictation. Write your address, your phone number and the date. The letter is to Winnipeg Advanced Education College. Winnipeg, W-I-double N-I-P-E- 9 G, Advanced Education College, Hillside Drive, Winnipeg. Dear Sir or Madam. Please send me details of your courses in Computer Programming. New line. Thanking you in advance. Yours faithfully, and then sign your name.(Your address) (Your phone number) (Date) Winnipeg Advanced Education College, Hillside Drive, Winnipeg Dear Sir or Madam, Please send me details of your courses in computer Programming. Thanking you in advance. Yours faithfully, Your name 02 Write your address, your phone number and the date. To Sea View Hotel. Sea View, S-E-A V- I-E-W Hotel, Harbor Road, Cork, Ireland. Dear Sir or Madam. I would like to book a double room with bath for two weeks from the first to the fourteenth of August inclusive. New line. I look forward to receiving your confirmation. Yours faithfully and then sign your name. (Your address) (Your phone number) (Date) Sea View Hotel, Harbor Road, Cork, Ireland Dear Sir or Madam, I would like to book a double room with bath for two weeks from the 1st to the 14th of August inclusive. I look forward to receiving your confirmation. Yours faithfully, Your name 十七 10 1 01 —Do you think you could stop whistling? I'm trying to write an essay.—Oh, I'm sorry. I thought you were in the other room. 02 —Is it alright if I leave my rucksack on the back seat?—Yes, of course. Go ahead. —And would you mind if I took off my shoes? My feet are killing me.—Well, I'd rather you didn't. It's a rather hot day. 03 —Hello, Charles, I haven't seen you all day. What have you been doing?—Actually I've been working on my first novel. —Oh, yes. How far have you got with it? —Well, I thought of a good title, and I made a list of characters, and I've designed the front cover. —Have you started writing it yet? —Oh, yes. I've written two pages already. —Only two? —Well, yes. I haven't quite decided yet what happens next.04 —I saw an accident yesterday. —What were you doing at the time? —I was queuing for the cinema. —And what did you do when you saw the accident? —I rushed forward to see if I could help. 05 —Hmm. You are a good squash player. How long have you been playing?—I have been playing since the beginning of the last term. What about you?—Me? Oh, I've been playing about two years now. But I'm still not very good.06 —I've got a watch with a silver strap. —That's nothing. I've got one with a gold strap. —I've got a watch that tells you the date. —That's nothing. I've got one that tells you the date and the day.07 Woman: Look at these glasses, this one's even got lipstick on it.Waiter: I'm very sorry, madam. I'll bring you clean ones right away. 11 08 Man: Ah, Head Waiter, I want to have a word with you. Head Waiter: Yes, sir. Is there something wrong, sir? Man: Something wrong? I should think there is something wrong. My wife and I have been kept here waiting nearly an hour for our meal! Head Waiter: I'm terribly sorry about that, sir. Our staff has been kept unusually busy this evening. I'll see to it personally myself. Now, if you wouldn't mind just telling me what you ordered. 09 Woman: This coffee is practically cold. Waiter: I am sorry, madam. I'll bring you a fresh pot straight away. 2 01 This table shows the number of commuters into central London between 7:00 am and 10:00 am daily. The total number is 1,023,000. Of these, 405,000 travel by underground—that's 29% of the total, and 28% travel by British Rail—that's 391,000 people daily. 10% use both rail and underground, and 10%, 99,000 people, travel by bus. That means a total of 788,000 people, 77%, on public transport. The remainder use private transport. 197,000 come by car and the rest come either by motorbike or bicycle. This means 4% come by motorbike or bicycle, and 19% by car. 02 Mrs. Nicholas went away for a fortnight. Before she went, she called in at the local police station and talked to the policeman on duty. Mrs. Nicholas: I'm going away to the seaside for a few days and I'd like you to keep an eye on my home while I'm away. Policeman: Certainly, Madam. What's your name and address? Mrs. Nicholas: The name's Nicholas, and the address is 14 Spring Vale. Policeman: Thank you. You'll lock all the doors, and make sure all the windows are shut, won't you? Mrs. Nicholas: Of course. Policeman: And you'll remember to cancel the milk. Mrs. Nicholas: Yes, I've already done that. Policeman: And the papers. Mrs. Nicholas: Yes. Policeman: And you won't leave any ladders about. Mrs. Nicholas: No, we haven't got a big ladder. Policeman: That's fine. Are you friendly with the people next door? Mrs. Nicholas: Yes, we are. Policeman: Well, I think you'd better tell them you're going away, too. Ask them to give us a ring if they see or hear anything suspicious. 12 Mrs. Nicholas: Yes, I will. Thank you. 03 (There is a party in progress and one person A is standing by the drinks table serving drinks. B approaches and A offers her a drink.) B: Aha, I thought you might be here. A: Ah, hello. How are you? B: Not bad. How are you? A: All right, I suppose. B: What are you drinking? A: Some sort of wine. Do you want some? B: No, I think I'd prefer beer. Have they got any?A: Yes, there's some over there. (B pours out a drink.) B: Well, what do you think of the party? A: It's not bad. I'm not really in the mood for a party, though.B: Why's that?' A: I don't know, really. I suppose I'm a bit tired.(During the last exchange C has approached the table to get a drink. A offers C a drink but accidentally drops it.) A: Oh, sorry about that. C: (annoyed) I should think so! A: Don't worry. It's not too bad. C: What do you mean? It's gone all over my trousers—I only bought them last week. A: There's no need to shout. C: (loudly) I'm not shouting. A: Yes, you are. C: (very loudly) No, I'm not! B: (wanting to calm the situation) Look, look, why don't you dry them with this? C: (ignoring B) You should watch what you're doing!A: What do you mean? It was your fault! B: How about another drink? (C ignores B.) C: Anyway, don't I know you? B: Do you want another drink? (C ignores B.) A: You might do. C: You didn't go to St. Mark's School, did you? A: Yes, I did actually. C: Yes, I remember now. You were going out with that awful girl, weren't you? A: What do you mean? C: You know, the one with the big nose. What happened to her?A: We got married, actually. In fact, that's her over there.C: Yes ... 3 13 01 1. A woman went into a bar and asked for a glass of water. The barman pointed a gun at her. She thanked him and went out. 2. A man was found lying dead in the middle of a desert. He had a pack on his back. 3. A woman dialed the number on the telephone. Someone answered and said, "Hello." She put the phone down with a happy smile. 4. A man is found dead in the room. There is no furniture, and all the doors and windows are locked from the inside. There is a pool of water on the floor.5. There is a man on the bed and a piece of wood on the floor. The second man comes into the room with sawdust on his hands, smiles and goes out again.十八 1 01 —Can I help you, sir? —We want a meal. —What sort of meal? A hot one or a cold one? —A salad, I think. —Which one, sir? A ham or a beef salad? —What's this sort of salad in English? —Which one are you looking at, sir? —That one over there, next to the bread rolls. —That's a beef salad, sir. —Thank you. Is there any rye bread? —No, I'm sorry. There are plenty of rolls. 02 —Excuse me, sir, where do you come from? —We come from Copenhagen. —You speak English very well. —Thank you. —What are you doing at the moment? —We're visiting London. —What do you both do? —We are teachers. 03 —Do you like your salad? —Yes. It's nice and fresh. Is yours good, too? —No. Mine is rather tasteless. —You need some salt and some olive oil. 14 04 —Allow me to fetch you a chair. —Thank you, but I've just asked the waiter to get me one. —Let me get you a drink, then. —Thank you again, but look, John's bringing me one now. —I don't seem to be very useful, do I? —Don't say that. There's always another time, you know. 05 Man: Three gin and tonics please. Waitress: I'm sorry, sir, but we're not allowed to serve drinks before twelve o'clock midday. Would you like me to bring you something else? Some coffee? 06 Man: Waiter, this table-cloth is a disgrace. It's covered with soup stains.Waiter: Oh, I'm so sorry, sir. It should have been changed before. If you'll just wait one moment ... 07 Man: Waiter. I can't quite understand how you manage to get ten marks plus twelve marks plus sixty-five marks fifty pennies to add up to one hundred and seventy-seven marks fifty pennies. Waiter: One moment, I'll just check it, sir. You're quite right, sir. I can't understand how such a mistake could have been made. I do apologize, sir. 2 01 Interviewer: Now let's go back to your first novel, Rag Doll. When did you write that?Writer: Rag Doll, yes. I wrote that in 1960, a year after I left school. Interviewer: How old were you then? Writer: Um, eighteen? Yes, eighteen, because a year later I went to Indonesia.Interviewer: Mm. And of course it was your experience in Indonesia that inspired your film Eastern Moon. Writer: Yes, that's right, although I didn't actually make Eastern Moon until 1978.Interviewer: And you worked in television for a time too. Writer: Yes, I started making documentaries for television in 1973, when I was thirty. That was after I gave up farming. Interviewer: Farming? Writer: Yes, that's right. You see, I stayed in Indonesia for eight years. I met my wife there in 1965, and after we came back we bought a farm in the West of England, in 1970. A kind of experiment, really. Interviewer: But you gave it up three years later. Writer: Well, yes. You see it was very hard work, and I was also very busy working on my 15 second novel, The Cold Earth, which came out in 1975. Interviewer: Yes, that was a best-seller, wasn't it? Writer: Yes, it was, and that's why only two years after that I was able to give up television work and concentrate on films and that sort of thing. And after that ...02 Shop Assistant: Harling's Hardware. Customer: Hello. I'd like to buy a new fridge. I can't afford a very expensive one, and it mustn't be more than 140 cm high. Shop Assistant: Right. I think I have one here. Wait a moment. Yes, here we are. It's 50 cm wide and 130 cm high. Customer: Oh. And how much is it? Shop Assistant: It's one hundred and twenty-nine pounds, very cheap.Customer: I'll come over and have a look at it. 03 A: Good morning. Can I help you? B: Yes. I'd like to find my perfect partner. A: I see. Well, if you could just answer a few questions?B: Certainly. A: First of all, what age would you like your partner to be?B: About twenty. Not more than twenty-five, anyway. A: Okay. And what sort of build? B: What do you mean? A: Well, would you like someone who is very slim or would you prefer someone rather more plump? B: Ah, I see what you mean. I don't think I mind, actually.A: And what about height? B: Oh, not too tall. A: So, medium-height? B: Yes, and long hair. A: Any particular color? B: No. As long as it's long, it doesn't matter what color.A: Good. Now, is there anything else at all? B: Well, obviously I'd like someone good-looking. A: Well, we'll see what we can do. Would you like to fill in this form in the next room and I'll call you soon. (enters C) C: Hello. Is this the Perfect Partners office? A: That's right. C: I'm interested in meeting someone new. A: Well, you've certainly come to the right p1ace. What sort of person are you looking for? C: Oh, someone tall, dark and handsome. A: I see. And what sort of age? 16 C: Oh, mid-twenties, I suppose. A: Well, I might have just the person for you. Could I just ask how old you are?C: Twenty-four. A: Good. Could you just wait here a minute? (C puzzled) (A goes and fetches B) A: This doesn't usually happen, but I think I've found just the person for you.B: Oh, no! C: Not you! B: What are you doing here? C: I think I should be asking you that. B: Well, I just wanted to ... (interrupted by A) A: Excuse me, but what's going on? C: That's my husband. B: And that's my wife. A: But you're just right for each other, from what you told me.(Pause) B: Yes ... I see what you mean. C: I suppose it's true. You are what I'm looking for. B: Oh, darling. Why did we ever leave each other? C: I don't know, but it's not too late, is it? B: No. (they embrace) A: Excuse me. B & C: (surprised) Sorry? A: That'll be twenty-five pounds please! 3 01 47 Riverside Road, London SE1 4LP. 10th May, 1989 Dear Chris, Thanks for your letter. I'm sorry I haven't answered it sooner but writing is difficult at the moment. I fell off my bike last week and broke my arm. It isn't anything very serious and I'll be OK in a few weeks. Your holiday sounds fantastic. I'm sure you'll enjoy it. Someone at work went to Jamaica last year and had a wonderful time. When are you going exactly? I hope you'll have good weather. There isn't really much more news from here. I'll write a longer letter in a few weeks. Send me a postcard and give my regards to everyone. Yours Kim 17 十九 1 01 —I want to fly to Geneva on or about the first.—I'll just see what there is. —I want to go economy, and I'd prefer the morning.—Lufthansa Flight LH 203 leaves at 0920.—What time do I have to be there? —The coach leaves for the airport at 0815.02 —You must have some more chicken. —No, thanks. I'm supposed to be slimming.—Can't I tempt you? —Well, maybe I could manage a very small piece.03 —I expect you could do with a cup of tea, couldn't you?—I'd rather have a cup of coffee, if you don't mind.—Milk and sugar? —A milky one without sugar, please, 04 —What would you like to drink? —A black coffee for me, please. —How about something to eat? —Yes, I'd love a portion of that strawberry tart.—Right. I'll see if I can catch the waitress's eye.05 —Can I take your order, sir? —Yes. I'd like to try the steak, please.—And to follow? —Ice cream, please. 06 —Can I help you, madam? —Is there a bank at this hotel? —Yes, madam, the International Bank has an office on the ground floor of the hotel. —Is it open yet? —Yes, madam, the bank is open from Monday to Friday from 9:30 am till 3 pm. —Thank you. 18 07 —Can I still get breakfast in the brasserie? —Yes, sir, if you hurry you can just make it—breakfast is served until 10:30.08 —How soon do I have to leave my room? —Normally it's by 12 noon on the day of your departure. —Well, you see, my plane doesn't go till half past five tomorrow afternoon.—I see. Which room is it, madam? —Room 577—the name is Browning. —Ah yes, Mrs. Browning. You may keep the room till 3 pm if you wish.—Oh, that's nice. Thank you very much. 2 01 Conversation 1: Mrs. Henderson has just answered the telephone. Frank wasn't in so she had to take a message for him. Listen to the conversation and look at the message she wrote.Julie: 789 6443. Who's calling, please? Paul: Paul Clark here. Can I speak to Mr. Henderson, please? Julie: Sorry, he's out at the moment. Can I take a message? Paul: Yes, please. Could you tell him that his car will be ready by 6 pm on Thursday?Julie: Yes, of course. I'll do that. What's your number, in case he wants to ring you?Paul: 2748 double 53. Julie: (repeating) 2 ... 7 ... 4, 8 ... double 5 ... 3. Thank you. Goodbye.Conversation 2: Male: 268 7435. Who's calling? Female: This is Helen Adams. Could I speak to my husband? Male: Sorry, Mr. Adams is out. Can I take a message? Female: Could you tell him that my mother is arriving on Thursday? At about 1 pm.Male: Right, Mrs. Adams. I'll do that. Where are you, in case he wants to ring you?Female: I'm not at home. The number here is 773 3298. Male: (repeating the number) 773 3298. Thank you. Goodbye. Conversation 3: Female: 575 4661. Who's calling, please? Male: This is Mr. Jones from the Daily Star. I'd like to talk to Mr. Henderson.Female: Sorry, I'm afraid he isn't in. Can I take a message? Male: Yes... Please tell him that the advertisement will definitely be in Friday's paper. That's Friday, the 13th of this month. Female: Certainly, Mr. Jones. What's the phone number, in case he has forgotten.Male: My number? (astounded) The number of the Daily Star? Everyone knows it. (chanting) 19 123 4567. Female: (laughing and repeating) 1-2-3 4-5-6-7. Thank you. Mr. Jones. 02 Shopkeeper: Yes, Mrs. Davies? What could we do for you today? Mrs. Davies: I want to order some foods. Shopkeeper: Well, I thought that might be the reason you came here, Mrs. Davies. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. Mrs. Davies: But I want rather a lot, so you'll have to deliver it. Shopkeeper: That's perfectly all right. You just order whatever you like and we'll send it straight round to your house this afternoon. Mrs. Davies: Right. Well, first of all I want two boxes of baked beans. Shopkeeper: You mean two tins? Mrs. Davies: No, I mean two boxes. Two boxes of tins of baked beans. Shopkeeper: But each box contains forty-eight tins. Are you really sure you want so many? I mean, it would take a long time to eat so many. Mrs. Davies: Who said anything about eating them? I'm saving them. Shopkeeper: Saving them? Mrs. Davies: Yes, for the war. Shopkeeper: War? Are we going to have a war? Mrs. Davies: You never know. I'm not taking any chances. I read the papers. You're not going to catch me stuck in the house without a thing to eat. So put down two boxes of baked beans, will you? And three boxes of rice, five boxes of spaghetti and you'd better send me a hundred tins of tomato sauce to go with it. Have you got that? Shopkeeper: Yes, two boxes of baked beans, three boxes of rice, five boxes of spaghetti and a hundred tins of tomato sauce. But I'm not sure we have all these things in stock. I mean not that amount. Mrs. Davies: How soon can you get them, then? Shopkeeper: Well, within the next few days. I don't suppose you'll be needing them before then, will you? Mrs. Davies: You never can tell. It's touch and go. I was watching the nice man on the television last night. You know, the one with the nice teeth. Lovely smile he's got. And he said, 'Well, you never can tell. And that set me thinking, you see. Anyway, you just deliver them as soon as you can. I shan't be going out again after today. Now ... now what else? Ah yes, tea and sugar. I'd better have a couple of boxes of each of those. No ... no make if four of sugar. I've got a sweet tooth. Shopkeeper: So two boxes of tea and four boxes of sugar. Anything else? It doesn't sound a very interesting diet. How about half a dozen boxes of tinned fish? Mrs. Davies: Fish? No, I can't stand fish. Oh, but that reminds me, eight boxes of cat food.Shopkeeper: Cat food? Mrs. Davies: Yes. Not for me. You don't think I'm going to sit there on my own, do you?3 01 20 A sailor once went into a pub in a very dark street in Liverpool. He got very drunk there and staggered out around 11 pm. Around midnight, one of his friends found him on his hands and knees in the gutter. "What are you doing there?" he inquired. "I'm looking for my wallet. I think I lost it in that dark street down there," he said. "Well, if you lost it in that street, why are you looking for it here?" the friend demanded. The sailor thought for a moment." Because the light is better here," he answered. 02 A famous 85-year-old millionaire once gave a lecture at an American university. "I'm going to tell you how to live a long, healthy life and how to get very rich at the same time," he announced. "The secret is very simple. All you have to do is avoid bad habits like drinking and smoking. But you have to get up early every morning, work at least 10 hours a day and save every penny, as well," he said. A young man in the audience stood up. "My father did all those things and yet he died a very poor man at the age of only 39. How do you explain that?" he asked. The millionaire thought for a moment. "It's very simple. He didn't do them for long enough," he answered. 二十 1 01 —What flights are there from London to Vienna tomorrow? —If you'd like to take a seat, I'll find out for you. —I'd like to travel first class, please. —BEA Flight BE 502 takes off from Heathrow at 0925, and flies direct. —What time have I got to get there? —You'll have to be at West London Air Terminal by 0810 at the latest. 02 Dialogue 2: —Another piece of meat pie? —No, thanks, really. I'm on a diet. —Please do. You've hardly eaten anything. —It's delicious, but I don't think l ought to. Dialogue 3: —How about a nice cup of tea before you go? —Yes, I'd love one. —How do you like it? —A strong one with three spoons for me, please. Dialogue 4: —What are you going to have to drink? —I'd like something cool. 21 —Would you care for some cake? —Yes, I'll try a piece of cheese cake. —It certainly looks tempting. I wouldn't mind some myself.03 —Have you chosen something, sir? —Yes, I think I'll have the curry, please. —What would you like afterwards? —I'd like some fruit if you have any. 04 —Would you like a cigarette? —No, thanks. I'm trying to cut down. —Go on. I owe you one from yesterday. —OK, but next time you must have one of mine.05 —I wonder if you could help me—I'm looking for a room.—I have got a vacancy, yes. —What sort of price are you asking? —Eight pounds fifty a week excluding laundry.—Would it be convenient to see the room? —Can you call back later? We're right in the middle of lunch.06 —Will Dr. Black be able to see me at about 9:15 tomorrow?—Sorry, but he's fully booked till eleven unless there's a cancellation. —Would ten to one be convenient? —Yes, he's free then. 07 —Can you fix me up with a part-time job? —Anything in particular that appeals to you?—I was rather hoping to find something in a school.—Have you done that kind of thing before? —Yes, I was doing the same job last summer.—I might be able to help you, but I'd need references.2 01 (Mr. Radford has just dropped in for a quick lunch.)Waitress: A table for one, sir? Mr. Radford: Yes, please. Waitress: Are you having the set lunch? 22 Mr. Radford: Yes. Waitress: What would you like to start with?Mr. Radford: What's the soup of the day? Waitress: Mushroom. Mr. Radford: Yes, please. I'll have that. Waitress: And for your main course? Mr. Radford: The plaice, I think, and apple tart to follow.Waitress: Would you like something to drink with your meal?Mr. Radford: Yes. A lager please. Waitress: Thank you. 02 Waiter: Good afternoon. Mr. Blackmore: Good afternoon. I have a table for two under the name of Blackmore. Waiter: Yes, sir. Would you like to come this way?Mr. Blackmore: Thank you. Waiter: Can I take your coat, madam? Mrs. Blackmore: Thank you. Waiter: Will this table do for you? Mr. Blackmore: That will be fine, thanks. Waitress: Would you like a drink before your meal?Mrs. Blackmore: Yes. A dry sherry, please.Mr. Blackmore: Half of bitter for me. Waiter: Are you ready to order? Mr. Blackmore: Yes, I think so. Waiter: What would you like for starters, madam?Mrs. Blackmore: I can't decide. What do you recommend?Waiter: Well, the prawns are always popular. The patè is very good ... Mrs. Blackmore: The prawns then please, for me.Waiter: And for you, sir? Mr. Blackmore: I think I'll try the soup. Waiter: Very good, sir. And to follow? Mrs. Blackmore: Rack of lamb, I think. Waiter: And for you, sir? Mr. Blackmore: I'll have the steak. Waiter: How would you like your steak done, sir?Mr. Blackmore: Medium rare, please. Waiter: Thank you. Would you like to see the wine list?Mr. Blackmore: Do you have a house wine? Waiter: Yes, sir. Red or white? Mr. Blackmore: Do you have half bottles or half carafes?Waiter: Yes, sir. Mr. Blackmore: One of each then, please. 23 03 Reporter: Now, Susan. You've had a few minutes to rest. Can you tell us something about yourself? How old are you and what do you do? Susan: I'm twenty-two and I'm a bus conductress. Reporter: A bus conductress! So you're used to collecting money. Who taught you to cycle?Susan: Nobody. I taught myself. I've been cycling since I was five. Reporter: And who bought that beautiful racing cycle for you? Susan: I bought it myself. I worked overtime. Reporter: Good for you! And what are you going to do now? Susan; Now? If you mean this minute, I'm going to have a long hot bath. Reporter: You must need to relax. Again, congratulations. That was Susan James, winner of this year's London to Brighton cycle race. 04 I hope I never grow old! My grandfather lives with us and he's making my life a misery. When I was small he was kind and cheerful. But now he's always complaining and criticising. I mustn't interrupt when he's talking. It's rude. He doesn't like my clothes. 'Nice girls don't dress like that.' I shouldn't wear make-up. 'Natural beauty is best.' Sometimes he interferes with my homework. 'When I was young we used to do maths differently,' he says. Honestly, he's so old he doesn't know anything. But that doesn't stop him criticising me. He doesn't like my friends or my favorite records. 'You're making too much noise,' he calls. 'I can't get to sleep.' When he's not complaining he's asking questions. 'Where are you going? Where have you been? Why aren't you helping your mother?' He thinks I'm six, not sixteen. Anyway, why can't I do what I like? It's my life, not his. 3 01 Philip is a very interesting boy. He is clever but he doesn't like school. He hates studying but he is very keen on learning new practical skills. In his spare time he often repairs motorbikes. He likes helping the neighbours in their vegetable gardens, too. 二十一 1 01 —How shall I do it, sir? —Just tidy it up a bit, please. —Do you want some spray? —No, nothing at all. Thank you very much. 02 —Is anybody looking after you? —No. I'm after a size 40 V-neck pullover in grey. 24 —The best I can do is a 36. —Could you order me one? —I should imagine so, yes. If you leave your address, I'll contact you. 03 —How much is this greetings telegram to Germany, please?—I'll just make sure. Anything else? —Yes. Half a dozen air mail labels and a book of stamps.—Seventy-five pence exactly, please. 04 —I keep feeling dizzy, and I've got a headache.—How long has this been going on? —It came on yesterday. —I should say you're generally run down. —What ought I to do? —It's nothing serious, but you'd better stay in bed for a day or two. 05 —Mrs. Hughes, this is Peter Brown. —How do you do? —How do you do? —How do you find things over here? —If it wasn't for the climate, I'd like it very much.—It won't take you long to settle down. 06 —If you'll excuse me, I really should be off now.—Not yet surely. Have another drink at least.—No, thank you all the same. —Oh dear! What a pity! —Thank you very much indeed for the delicious meal.—Thank you for coming. 07 —I'm afraid I didn't quite hear what you said.—I said, 'There's no rush. I can take you in the car.'—Won't it make you late? —No, I'm going right past your place. 08 —That radio's terribly loud. Could you turn it down a fraction?—Sorry! Is it disturbing you? —Yes, and something else—wouldn't it be an idea to buy your own soap? 25 —Sorry! I didn't realize you felt so strongly about it.2 01 (Two customers are at the "Happy Hamburger".) Waiter: Can I take your orders, please? 1st Man: Yes. A Maxi Quarterpounder for me, please. With chips.Waiter: Anything else, sir? 1st Man: A banana long boat, I think. Waiter: What would you like to drink with your meal?1st Man: Can I have a beer? Waiter: I'm sorry sir, we are not licensed to sell alcohol.1st Man: A cold milk then, please. Waiter: And for you, sir? 2nd Man: I'll have the cheeseburger with a green salad, please.Waiter: And to follow? 2nd Man: I'll decide later. Waiter: And to drink? 2nd Man: Cola, please. 02 —Can I get breakfast in my room? —Certainly, sir. It's served in your room from 8 until 10.—How do I order it? —Just ask for Room Service on the phone, or I can make a note of it if you like, sir. —Yes, I'd like it at 8.30 tomorrow morning—that's the continental breakfast.—Very good, sir. 03 —I've just spilled some soup on my best dress, and we're leaving first thing the day after tomorrow. How on earth can I get it cleaned? —If you hand it in for dry cleaning before 9 tomorrow morning, it'll be returned to you the same day. I can get you Room Service and arrange it now if you like, madam.—Oh, could you really? That would be wonderful. 04 —I'll be needing an early call tomorrow—can you fix that for me?—There's an automatic waking device in the panel at the head of your bed. You just set it to the time you want. 05 —I thought you had TV in all your rooms here. —I'm afraid not, sir, but we can install one in your room.—Will that be extra? 26 —Yes, sir. Our charge for a color TV is four Finnish marks per day. —Well, I'll have to ask my wife what she thinks. —Very good, sir, and if you decide to rent one, would you please call Room Service?06 —(Sarcastically) Are you free to answer my question at last? —Yes, of course, madam—as you see, we've been rather busy today. —So it seems. I tried to find a maid this morning, but there wasn't anyone there.—When you want Room Service, madam, just lift the phone in your room and ask for Room Service. —Oh, that's how you do it—and how was I supposed to know? 07 (Background sound of voices / glasses clinking / ice. Interrupted by doorbell.)Mrs. Phillips: How nice to see you, Mrs. Adams. Do come in. I'll take your coat. Henry ... Henry ... Mr. and Mrs. Adams are here. Mrs. Adams: It's very kind of you to invite us. Is it a special occasion?Mr. Phillips: Good evening, Mrs. Adams. Good evening, sir. What would you like to drink?Mr. Adams: My wife is driving tonight so I'll need something strong. Mr. Phillips: Follow me. Everyone's in the sitting room. (Background sounds of subdued merriment, voices, glasses, interrupted by the sound of metal on glass. Pause while noises stop.) Mr. Phillips: Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to tell you the reason for this party. Of course, we're always delighted to see all of you but ... what I want to say is ... Helen has just won a prize. She entered a competition and we're going to Bermuda on a free holiday.(Background sounds of congratulations. 'Well done, Helen.' 'Congratulations.' 'What a surprise. When are you leaving?') Mr. Phillips: Now I'd like to ask my wife to tell you about her success. Helen?Mrs. Phillips: Well, all I can say is: what a surprise! I had no idea I was going to win. I didn't even know I was going to enter the competition. Henry did all the work, didn't you, Henry? He told me how to fill in the form, how to answer the questions and how to write one sentence about Fluorex Toothpaste. The strange thing is ... we've never used it.08 James and Patrick were alone in the office. Patrick: You're not looking very cheerful. What's the matter with you? James: Oh, nothing special. I'm just a bit fed up. Patrick: With the job? James: With everything, with catching the same train every morning, sitting in the same office all day, watching the same television programs ... Patrick: You need a holiday. James: It wasn't always like this, you know. 27 Patrick: How do you mean? James: Well, our great-great-grandfathers had more fun, didn't they? I mean, they hunted for their food and grew their own vegetables and did things for themselves. We do the same sort of job for years and years. There's no variety in our lives.Patrick: You need a holiday. That's what's the matter with you.3 01 Imagine you are being interviewed for a job you really want. How would you answer these questions? 1. What was the worst problem you encountered in your present job?2. How did you handle it? 3. Why do you want to leave your present job? 4. What are you most proud of having done in your present job?5. Why do you think you are qualified for this job? 6. What sort of boss would you most like to work for?7. Supposing a member of your staff was frequently away from work, claiming to be ill, what action would you take? 8. If you were working as a part of the team, what unspoken rules of behavior would you observe? 9. How long do you plan to stay in this job? 二十二 1 01 —What's the postage on these letters to Thailand, please?—I'll have to check. Do you need anything else? —Yes. A three pence stamp, please. —That'll be eighty-five pence in all. 02 —I wish you wouldn't have your TV so loud. —Sorry! Were you trying to sleep? —Yes, and while I think of it—please ask when you borrow the iron.—I really ought to have known better. Sorry! 03 —Wendy, I'd like you to meet my brother, Sam. —How do you do? —How do you do? —What do you think of life in England? —I'm still feeling pretty homesick. 28 —It's bound to be strange at first. 04 —It's time we were off. —So soon? Can't you stay a little longer?—I wish I could, but I'm late already. —What a shame! —Thank you for a wonderful meal. —I'm glad you enjoyed it. 05 —Sorry, but I didn't quite catch that. —I said, 'Can I give you a lift?' —Isn't it out of your way? —No, it's on my way home. 06 —I feel shivery and I've got a pain in my stomach.—How long have you had it? —The best part of a week. —By the sound of it, you've caught a chill.—What should I do? —I'll give you something for it, and come to see you in a couple of days. 2 01 Woman: I'd like the continental breakfast, please.Waiter: Yes, madam. What sort of fruit juice would you like to start with? Woman: The pineapple juice. Waiter: Would you prefer honey, marmalade or jam?Woman: Oh, marmalade, please. Waiter: And what would you like to drink, madam?Woman: Coffee, please, black coffee. 02 Head Waiter: "Deep Sea Restaurant". Head Waiter. Good morning. Woman: I'd like to reserve a table for five.Head Waiter: And was that today, madam? Woman: Of course. Head Waiter: At what time, madam? Woman: Oh, about three o'clock, I suppose.Head Waiter: I'm afraid we only serve lunch until 3 pm, madam. Woman: Oh well, two o'clock then, and it must be by a window. Head Waiter: Very good, and what name, please? 29 Woman: Bellington, Mrs. Martha Bellington. Head Waiter: Very good, Mrs. Bellington. A table for five at 2 pm today.03 Head Waiter: "Deep Sea Restaurant." Good morning. Man: Do you have a table for two this evening? Head Waiter: Certainly, sir. At what time was it? Man: What time does the band start playing? Head Waiter: At 8 pm, sir. Man: Right. Make it 7:30 then, and near the dance floor if possible.Head Waiter: Very good, sir. And what name, please?Man: Kryzkoviak. Head Waiter: Could you just repeat that, please? Man: Kryzkoviak, that's Polish, you know. K-R-Y-Z-K-O-V-I-A-K.Head Waiter: Yes. Thank you, Mr. Kryzkoviak. We look forward to seeing you. 04 —What shall we do tonight? —How about the cinema? —That's a good idea. We haven't been for ages. —What would you like to see? —Oh, I don't know. Spy Story? —Spy Story? That terrible, old film? —But it's got James Perevelle in it. I'm still trying to write a story about him, you know. —But I've seen it before. —Never mind. Perhaps you'll like it better the second time.(In the cinema) —(You look so beautiful in that dress. Why do you have to die?)—Would you like an ice cream? —Shhhh. No, thank you. —(Let's run away together and forget about the whole world.)—What about some chocolates? —Shut up! I'm watching the film. —Well, I'm gonna get myself some chocolates. —(Just you and me and nobody else.) (After the film) —That was really wonderful. —Wonderful? Don't be silly. —He's a fantastic actor. —Do you feel alright? —Of course, I do. —I just wondered. You don't usually like rubbish films like that.—It wasn't rubbish at all. Some of the films you like are really terrible, though. 30 05 The spaceship flew around the new planet several times. The planet was blue and green. They couldn't see the surface of the planet because there were too many white clouds. The spaceship descended slowly through the clouds and landed in the middle of a green forest. The two astronauts put on their space suits, opened the door, climbed carefully down the ladder, and stepped onto the planet. The woman looked at a small control unit on her arm. 'It's all right,' she said to the man. 'We can breathe the air ... it's a mixture of oxygen and nitrogen.' Both of them took off their helmets and breathed deeply. They looked at everything carefully. All the plants and animals looked new and strange. They could not find any intelligent life. After several hours, they returned to their spaceship. Everything looked normal. The man switched on the controls, but nothing happened. 'Something's wrong,' he said. 'I don't understand ... the engines aren't working.' He switched on the computer, but that didn't work either. 'Eve,' he said, 'we're stuck here ... we can't take off!' 'Don't worry, Adam,' she replied. 'They'll rescue us soon.' 3 01 There were angry scenes yesterday outside No. 10 Downing Street as London school teachers protested about their salaries and conditions. London teachers are now in the second week of their strike for better pay. Tim Burston, BBC correspondent for education was there.二十三 1 01 —Cigarette? —No, thanks. Not before lunch. —Please have one. It's a new brand. —I honestly don't feel like one at the moment, thanks. 02 —I believe you take in foreign students. —Yes, if you don't mind sharing. —How much is it? —Nine pounds per week including heating. —Do you think I could have a look at it, please? —We're having it decorated at the moment. Will Friday do? 03 —I wonder whether the dentist could fit me in early tomorrow. —I'm afraid there's nothing before midday. —How about 12:45? 31 —Sorry, but that's taken, too. 04 —I was wondering whether you needed any part-timers.—What were you thinking of? —A hotel job of some sort. —Have you ever done anything similar? —Not so far, no. —There's nothing at present, but look back in a week.05 —How do you want it, sir? —Just a trim, please. —Would you like it washed? —No, thank you. Just leave it as it is.06 —Are you being served? —No. What have you got in the way of brown suede jackets, size forty-two? —Sorry, but we're sold right out. —Are you likely to be getting any more in?—I should think so, yes. If you leave your phone number, I'll ring you. 07 —Eastbourne 54655. —Hello. John here. Can I speak to Mary, please?—Hold the line, please. —OK. —Sorry, but she's out. —Would you tell her I rang? —I'd be glad to. 08 —4864459. —Hello. David Black speaking. May I have a word with June? —I'll just see if she's in. —Right you are. —I'm afraid she's not here. —Could you take a message? —Yes, of course. 2 01 Elina Malinen was in fact invited for an interview at the "Bon Appetit Restaurant". Here is 32 part of the interview.) Johnson: Good evening, Miss Malinen. Won't you sit down? Elina: Good evening. Thank you. Johnson: Now, I notice you left the Hotel Scandinavia in l980. What are you now doing in England? Elina: I'm spending a few months brushing up my English and getting to know the country better. Johnson: And you want to work in England too. Why? Elina: I'm keen on getting some experience abroad, and I like England and English people.Johnson: Good. Now, I see from the information you sent me that you've worked in your last employment for nearly four years. Was that a large restaurant? Elina: Medium-size for Finland, about forty tables. Johnson: I see. Well, you'd find it rather different here. Ours is much smaller, we have only ten tables. Elina: That must be very cosy. Johnson: We try to create a warm, intimate atmosphere. Now, as to the job, you would be expected to look after five tables normally, though we get in extra staff for peak periods.Elina: I see. Johnson: I'm the Restaurant Manager and Head Waiter, so you'd be working directly under me. You'd be responsible for bringing in the dishes from the kitchen, serving the drinks, and if necessary looking after the bills. So you'd be kept pretty busy. Elina: I'm used to that. In my last position we were busy most of the time, especially in summer. Johnson: Good. Now, is there anything you'd like to ask about the job? Elina: Well, the usual question—what sort of salary were you thinking of paying?Johnson: We pay our waiters forty pounds a week, and you would get your evening meal free.Elina: I see. Johnson: Now, you may have wondered why I asked you here so late in the day. The fact is, I would like to see you in action, so to speak. Would you be willing to act as a waitress here this evening for half-an-hour or so? Our first customer will be coming in, let me see, in about ten minutes' time. Elina: Well, I'm free this evening otherwise. Johnson: Good. And in return perhaps you will have dinner with us? Now, let me show you the kitchen first. This way, please ... 02 Tom: Well, what's the forecast? Are we going to have more snow? And ... is your mother awake? Helen: Hang on, Dad. The first answer is 'yes' and the second is 'no'. Let's have a cup of tea.Tom: That's a good idea. ... Where's Jean? Where's your mother? Jean, how about some breakfast? Helen: Shh. Mother's still asleep, as I've told you. Tom: And what about the twins? Where are Peter and Paul? Helen: They were sick all night. That's why Mum is so tired today. And ... they're having a 33 birthday party tomorrow. Remember? Tom: Another birthday? Helen, look at the clock. It's 8:45. Let's go. We're going to be late.03 —Me, officer? You're joking! —Come off it, Mulligan. For a start, you spent three days watching the house. You shouldn't have done that, you know. The neighbors got suspicious and phoned the police ...—But I was only looking, officer. —... and on the day of the robbery, you really shouldn't have used your own car. We got your number. And if you'd worn a mask, you wouldn't have been recognized. —I didn't go inside! —Ah, there's another thing. You should've worn gloves, Mulligan. If you had, you wouldn't have left your fingerprints all over the house. We found your fingerprints on the jewels, too.—You mean ... you've found the jewels? —Oh yes. Where you ... er ... 'hid' them. Under your mattress. —My God! You know everything! I'll tell you something, officer—you shouldn't have joined the police force. If you'd taken up burglary, you'd have made a fortune! 04 Why do people play football? It's a stupid game, and dangerous too. Twenty-two men fight for two hours to kick a ball into a net. They get more black eyes than goals. On dry, hard pitches they break their bones. On muddy ones they sprain their muscles. Footballers must be mad. And why do people watch football? They must be mad too. They certainly shout and scream like madmen. In fact I'm afraid to go out when there's a football match. The crowds are so dangerous. I'd rather stay at home and watch TV. But what happens when I switch on? They're showing a football match. So I turn on the radio. What do I hear? 'The latest football scores.' And what do I see when I open a newspaper? Photos of footballers, interviews with footballers, reports of football matches. Footballers are the heroes of the twentieth century. They're rich and famous. Why? Because they can kick a ball around. How stupid! Everyone seems to be mad about football, but I'm not. Down with football, I say. 3 01 Mrs. Brink: Come in. Oh, it's you again, Tom. What have you done this time?Tom: I've cut my finger and it's bleeding a lot. Mrs. Brink: Let me see, Tom ... Hmmm, that is a bad cut. I can clean it and put a plaster on it, but you'll have to see the doctor. 二十四 1 01 —Good morning. Can I see Mr. Johnson, please? —Have you an appointment? 34 —Yes, at half past ten. —What's your name, please? —McDonald, Jane McDonald. —Ah, yes. Mr. Johnson's expecting you. This way, please. Mr. Johnson's room is on the next floor. 02 —What does your friend do for a living? —He's one of those people who give legal advice. —Oh, I see. He is a solicitor, you mean. —Yes. That's the word I was looking for. My vocabulary is still very small, I'm afraid.—Never mind. You explained what you meant. 03 —What shall we do this weekend? —Let's go for a walk. —Where shall we go, then? —Let's go to the new forest. We haven't been there for a long time. —That's a good idea. I'll call for you in a car at about half past ten. Is that alright?—That'll be splendid. See you tomorrow, then. Goodbye. 04 —You have some brown, suede shoes in the window at four pounds. Would you show me a pair in size six, please? —Oh, what a pity. We have no size six left in that style. But we have a pair in slightly different style. —Can I try them on? —Yes, of course. —I like these very much. How much are they? —They are exactly the same price. Four pounds. —Good. I'll have them, then. 05 —Excuse me, but I really must go now. —Oh, must you? It's still quite early. —I'm terribly sorry, but I have to be at home by midnight. My wife will be very worried.—I quite understand. What time does your train go? —At 11:15. Dear me, it's gone 11:00. I'll have to ask you to drive me to the station.—That's alright. But you must come again soon. —That's most kind of you. 06 —You are up early this morning. —Yes. I've been out and bought a paper. 35 —Good. Then you can tell me what the weather's like. —It's freezing. —Oh, dear, not again. —Don't worry. It's not nearly as cold as yesterday. —Thank goodness for that. 07 —Excuse me, can you tell me where the "James Bond" film is showing? —Yes, at the Palace Cinema. —Do you happen to know when it starts? —I don't know when it starts, but I can tell you how to find out. It's here in the local paper.—Can you show me which page it is on? —Here it is. But I don't know which performance you want to see. 08 —Why aren't you eating your breakfast? —I don't feel very well. —Oh, dear, what's the matter? —I feel feverish. I'm shivering. —Go and lie down. I'll send for the doctor. —Look, I hate causing any bother. I prefer working it off. —Certainly not. You must go to bed and keep warm. 09 —Excuse me, can you tell me the way to the swimming pool, please? —I can't, I'm afraid. I'm a stranger here, you see. But why not ask that man over there? He'll be able to tell you, I'm sure. —Which one do you mean? —Look, the one over there, on the other side of the road. —Ah, yes. I can see him now. Thank you so much. 2 01 Announcer l: This is Radio 2 and you are listening to the 6 o'clock news. Here are the main points: Texas is having its worst storms for fifty years. Many people are homeless ... and damage to property is estimated at over two million dollars. Today's Irish budget has introduced the highest increase in taxes since 1979. The film Living at Home, has received the Best Film of the Year Award. This is the first British film to win the top award for four years. The rise in the cost of living has been the lowest for six months.Announcer 2: More news later. And now for the latest sound from The Freakouts.02 Mike: (confused) Look, Jenny. I don't understand what's going on. You said your sister was arriving at 7:30. It's 8:30 now. 36 Jenny: I'm sorry, Mike. I don't understand either. Here's Helena's telegram. Have a look at it.Mike: Arriving Heathrow Tuesday 19:30. Can't wait to see you. (sarcastic) Can't wait to see you. Hmmm. I can't wait to see her. Jenny, where's she coming from? What airline is she traveling on? What's the flight number? Jenny: I don't know, do I? This telegram is the only information I have. Mike: Never mind, Jenny. Let's have a coffee. We can sit down and think about the best thing to do. 03 —Have you ever been chased by a dog, Keith? —No, I haven't, but I have been chased by a bull. —Really? —Yes, it was a couple of weekends ago—I was ... er ... I was going for a walk out in the country following this footpath and it went through a field, and I was so busy looking out for the footpath that I didn't notice that the field was full of young bullocks. And the trouble was I was wearing this bright red anorak, and suddenly the bulls started bucking and jumping up and down and started chasing me. —What did you do? —Well, I was pretty scared—I just ran for the nearest fence and jumped over it.—Actually I do know somebody who once got bitten by a dog while he was jogging.—Was he? How did that happen? —Well, he was running past a farm when suddenly this sheepdog came out and started barking at him, so he tried to kick it out of the way but then suddenly the dog jumped up and bit him in the leg. I think he had to go to the doctor to make sure it wasn't infected.04 My grandfather was called Charles, and my grandmother was called Ann. They lived in Manchester. My grandmother died last year, aged ninety-eight. They had three children, named David, John and Alice. They are, of course, my father, my uncle, and aunt. My father is called David, and he is the eldest of the three. My mother is called Mary. My father was an engineer. He's retired now. My father's brother, my uncle, as I said, is called John. He's married to Heidi. They have two children. The oldest is called Simon, and the younger one is called Sally. My uncle John is in the army, serving in Germany. Simon is married to a girl called Diana. They have two children, Richard and Fiona. My auntie, Alice, married a man called Henry Jones. They moved to Australia when I was very young. I don't remember them very well. My husband's name is Andy. We have two children, Ida aged two and Tom who is six months old. We're working in China now, and may visit Aunt Alice next year.05 I was born in Scotland. In Glasgow to be exact. In the early 1950s and I suppose like everybody else, I went to school. Primary school, then secondary school. The only difference really is that I always went to the same school from when I was aged five, right through until I was aged eighteen. So there wasn't really much to relate about that part of my life. I suppose 37 it was much the same as everybody else's. I lived in my hometown, Paisley, all that time. But then aged eighteen, like most British people of my sort of class and so on, I left my hometown and moved away to university. A lot of British people don't go to their local university—they go to another one which is further away. Possibly because they'd rather not stay at home with their parents. So I left my hometown of Paisley and I went to St. Andrews on the east coast of Scotland. There I studied English and then Modern History, and so for four years I studied those subjects and was very happy. Later I left St. Andrews with a degree in Modern History, and not really knowing what I wanted to do. I wasn't sure whether I'd go on to do some research or whether I'd like to be a teacher. So I took a year off to think about it. And then one year later I decided I wanted to be a teacher and I went to Teacher Training College. And this time yet again it was in another part of the country. In Newcastle in the northeast of England, so there I trained to be a teacher and I qualified as a teacher of History and English. And after that year I began work—real work for the first time in my 1ife. I suppose this would be around 1977. So then I went to work in a comprehensive school in southeast England outside London in a place called Basildon. And there I taught History, but I found out I really disliked both the place, Basildon, and the school. It was a terrible school. So I thought I don't want to be stuck here the rest of my life. I want to try something different. So I did something completely different. I went to er ... would you believe, the Sudan. And I ended up in Omdurman which is near the capital city of Khartoum in Sudan. And I taught English, I taught English to foreigners—to, in fact, teachers of English in a Teacher Training College. That went on for a couple of years. And then I returned to Britain where I did my Master's degree in Applied Linguistics. This time, again, in another part of the country. In Wales, in North Wales, at a place called Bangor. After graduating, and getting my master's, I went and I taught at Lancaster University. I taught Algerian students who were going to come to British universities to study. Then I went, for quite a long time, to Yugoslavia, to Lubijiana to be exact. And I taught ESP. ESP means English for Special Purposes—in particular I taught Scientific English in a Chemistry Department connected to UNESCO, U-N-E-S-C-O. And so I worked there for five years and then I moved, but still in the same city. I moved to another job, in medical English, in a hospital—which was also connected with UNESCO. After a total of seven years in Yugoslavia, and I left and I ended up here where I am now in China, teaching at Yiwai. 3 01 Doctor Sowanso is the Secretary General of the United Nations. He's one of the busiest men in the world. He's just arrived at New Delhi Airport now. The Indian Prime Minister is meeting him. Later they'll talk about Asian problems. Yesterday he was in Moscow. He visited the Kremlin and had lunch with Soviet leaders. During lunch they discussed international politics. Tomorrow he'll fly to Nairobi. He'll meet the President of Kenya and other African leaders. He'll be there for twelve hours. The day after tomorrow he'll be in London. He'll meet the British Prime Minister and 38 they'll talk about European economic problems. Next week he'll be back at the United Nations in New York. Next Monday he'll speak to the General Assembly about his world tour. Then he'll need a short holiday.二十五 1 01 —Excuse me, but could you tell me the way to the cinema, please?—No, I'm sorry I can't. I'm a stranger in these parts. But why don't you ask that man with a beard? He'll be able to tell you, I'm sure. —Which one do you mean? —Look, the one over there, by the lamp-post. —Ah, yes. I can see him now. Thank you very much. —Not at all. 02 —You are not eating your breakfast. —I don't feel very well. —Oh, dear, what's the matter? —I got a terrible headache. —You must go back to bed. You look quite ill. —I don't want to cause any bother. I'd rather work it off.—Out of the question. You must go to bed and keep warm.03 —I'm sorry to bother you. Can you tell me where War and Peace is showing?—Yes. At the Empire Cinema. —Would you know when it starts? —No. I can't tell you when it begins. But I know how you can find out. It's here in this Entertainment's Guide. —Can you show me which page is it on? —Certainly. But I'm not sure whether you want to go early or late.04 —You are up early this morning. —Yes. I've been out and bought a paper. —Good. Then you'll be able to tell me what the weather's like.—It's raining. —Oh, dear, not again. —Don't worry, it's not nearly as wet as it was yesterday.—Thank goodness for that. 39 05 —Good morning. Can I see Mr. Baker, please? —Have you an appointment? —Yes, at ten o'clock. —What's your name, please. —Jones, Andrew Jones. —Ah, yes. Mr. Baker is expecting you. Will you come this way, please? Mr. Baker's office is along the corridor. 06 —What does your friend do for a living? —She is one of those persons who look after people in a hospital.—Oh, I see. She is a nurse, you mean. —Yes. That's the word I was looking for. My vocabulary is rather poor, I'm afraid.—Never mind. You explained that very well. 07 —What shall we do this weekend? —Let's go for a swim. —Where shall we go for it? —Let's go to Long Beach. We haven't been there for a long time.—That's a splendid idea. I'll call for you in a car at eleven o'clock. Is that alright for you? —Yes. That'll be perfect. See you tomorrow, then. Goodbye. 08 —You have some black, walking shoes in the window. Would you show me a pair in size seven, please? —Oh, dear, what a pity! There are none left in size seven. Here is a pair in a slightly different style. —Can I try them on? —Yes, of course. —I like these very much. What do they cost? —They cost 4.25 pounds. —Good. I'll have them, then. 09 —Excuse me, but I must say goodbye now. —Can't you stay a little longer? —No, I'm sorry, but I really must go. I shall miss my bus if I don't hurry.—When does your bus go? —At ten o'clock. Good gracious, it's already 10:15. I'll have to ask you to drive me home. —That's alright, but I hope to see you again soon. —That's most kind of you. 40 2 01 Woman: Which do you prefer: driving a car yourself or being a passenger?Man: Well—that depends. I enjoy driving, especially on long empty roads where I can go nice and fast. But I'm not very fond of sitting in traffic jams waiting for lights to change, and things like that. I suppose I don't mind being a passenger, but only if I'm sure that the other person really can drive properly. Woman: So you don't really like being in other people's cars, then? Man: Well, as I say, it's all right with a good driver. Then I can relax, sit back and enjoy the scenery. But yes, you're right—on the whole I certainly prefer driving to being a passenger.02 —Hello, Allen. This is Collin speaking. — —Fine. How about you? — —Good. And how's Bob feeling after his holiday? — —I see. I've got quite a lot to tell you. — —I've just got engaged! — —Yes! No. We haven't fixed the date yet. — —What's she like? — —Lovely girl! We met on a bus, believe it or not. — —Yes. We just happened to be sitting together and got into the conversation. And we made a date for the same evening, and discovered we've got a lot in common, you know, same interests and, we laugh at the same things. — —No. You don't know her. Hmm. At least she doesn't know you or Bob. — —Oh, about three weeks now. — —Well, yes. It was quite a sudden decision, but I feel really happy. I'd like you both to meet her. Now, how about a meal together one evening soon? — —Would you ask Bob to ring me? — —Oh, I must go now. My boss has just come into the office. Bye. — —Oh, thanks. Bye. 41 03 Everyone knows him as Old Arthur. He lives in a little hut in the middle of a small wood, about a mile from the village. He visits the village store twice a week to buy food and paraffin, and occasionally he collects letters and his pension from the post office. A few weeks ago, a reporter from the local newspaper interviewed him. This is what he said: I get up every morning with the birds. There is a stream near my hut and I fetch water from there. It's good, clear, fresh water, better than you get in the city. Occasionally, in the winter, I have to break the ice. I cook simple food on my old paraffin stove, mostly stews and things like that. Sometimes I go to the pub and have a drink, but I don't see many people. I don't feel lonely. I know this wood very well, you see. I know all the little birds and animals that live here and they know me. I don't have much money, but I don't need much. I think I'm a lucky man. 04 James wrote a play for television, about an immigrant family who came to England from Pakistan, and the problems they had settling down in England. The play was surprisingly successful, and it was bought by an American TV company. James was invited to go to New York to help with the production. He lived in Dulwich, which is an hour's journey away from Heathrow. The flight was due to leave at 8:30 am, so he had to be at the airport about 7:30 in the morning. He ordered a mini-cab for 6:30, set his alarm for 5:45, and went to sleep. Unfortunately he forgot to wind the clock, and it stopped shortly after midnight. Also the driver of the mini-cab had to work very late that night and overslept. James woke with that awful feeling that something was wrong. He looked at his alarm clock. It stood there silently, with the hands pointing to ten past twelve. He turned on the radio and discovered that it was, in fact, ten to nine. He swore quietly and switched on the electric kettle. He was just pouring the boiling water into the teapot when the nine o'clock pips sounded on the radio. The announcer began to read the news: "... reports are coming in of a crash near Heathrow Airport. A Boeing 707 bound for New York crashed shortly after taking off this morning. Flight number 2234 ..." James turned pale. "My flight," he said out loud. "If I hadn't overslept, I'd have been on that plane."05 Interviewer: Do you mind if I ask you why you've never got married? Dennis: Uh ... well, that isn't easy to answer. Interviewer: Is it that you've never met the right woman? Is that it? Dennis: I don't know. Several times I have met a woman who seemed right, as you say. But for some reason it's never worked out. Interviewer: No? Why not? Dennis: Hmm. I'm not really sure. Interviewer: Well, could you perhaps describe what happened with one of these women?Dennis: Uh ... yes, there was Cynthia, for example. 42 Interviewer: And what kind of woman was she? Dennis: Intelligent. Beautiful. She came from the right social background, as well. I felt I really loved her. But then something happened. Interviewer: What? Dennis: I found out that she was still seeing an old boyfriend of hers. Interviewer: Was that so bad? I mean, why did you ... why did you feel that ...Dennis: She had told me that her relationship was all over, which ... uh ... which was a lie.Interviewer: Are you saying that it was because she had lied to you that you decided to break off the relationship? Dennis: Yes, yes, exactly ... Obviously, when I found out that she had lied to me, I simply couldn't ... uh ... well, I simply couldn't trust her any more. And of course that meant that we couldn't possibly get married. Interviewer: Uh, huh. I see. At least, I think I do. But ... you said there were several women who seemed 'right.' Dennis: Yes. Interviewer: Well, ... what happened the other times? Dennis: Well, once I met someone who I think I loved very deeply but ... unfortunately she didn't share my religious views. Interviewer: Your religious views? Dennis: Yes, I expect the woman I finally marry to agree with me on such ... such basic things as that. Interviewer: I see. Dennis: Does that sound old-fashioned? Interviewer: Uh ... no. Not necessarily. What was her name, by the way? Dennis: Sarah. Interviewer: Do you think you'll ever meet someone who meets ... uh ... how shall I say it ... who meets all your ... requirements? Dennis: I don't know. How can I? But I do feel it's important not to ... not to just drift into ... a relationship, simply because I might be lonely. Interviewer: Are you lonely? Dennis: Sometimes. Aren't we all? But I know that I can live alone, if necessary. And I think I would far prefer to do that ... to live alone ... rather than to marry somebody who isn't really ... uh ... well, really what I'm looking for ... what I really want. 3 01 Every color has a meaning. And as you choose a color, you might like to remember that it's saying something. We've said that red is lovable. Green, on the other hand, stands for hope; it is tranquil. Pink is romantic, while brown is serious. White is an easy one—white is pure. Orange is generous. Violet is mysterious, turquoise is strong and blue is definitely feminine. 43 二十六 1 01 —Can I see Zulu on Sunday? —I'm not sure. 02 —Do you like football? —Yes, very much. —Would you like to go to a match on the 18th of December? 03 —I'd like to see Coming Home at the Royal Theatre. —What a good idea! Do you know what time it starts? —I think it starts at 8 pm. 04 —Tomorrow is the third of December. It's my birthday and I'm going to the George and Dragon. Would you like to come? —To celebrate your birthday? Of course I would. What group's playing? —The Riverside Stompers, I think. 05 —I like organ music. Do you know where I can hear a recital? —Try St. Mary's Church. I know they have a beautiful organ. 06 —I'd like to go to a recital on the 16th of December, but I'm working from ten to four. Do you know what time the recital begins? —Sorry, I'm afraid I don't. Why don't you look at your "What's on"? 2 01 1st Student: Well, first of all, I'm intending to have a good holiday abroad, just traveling round Europe, and then when I get tired of traveling I'm going to—well, come back and start looking for a job. I haven't quite decided yet what job, but I'm probably going to try and get a job in advertising of some kind. 2nd Student: Well, eventually I'm planning to open my own restaurant. Only I haven't got enough money to do that at the moment, of course, so I've decided to get a temporary job for a year or so, and I'm going to work really hard and try and save as much money as possible. Actually, I'm thinking of working as a waiter, or some job in a restaurant anyway ... 44 02 Male Voice: Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. Welcome to the Victoria Hall for our annual presentation of the Nurse of the Year Award. First I'd like to introduce Dame Alice Thornton. Dame Alice is now retired after more than forty years of dedicated service to the public and the nursing profession. Dame Alice Thornton. Male Voice: Dame Alice, you were the first nurse of the year. That was thirty years ago. Would you now announce this year's winner? Dame Alice: Good evening. It gives me great pleasure to introduce our nurse of the year, Miss Helen Taylor. Dame Alice: Miss Taylor, you have been awarded this prize as a result of recommendations from your senior officers, your colleagues and the parents of the children you nurse. Here are some of the recommendations: 'efficient but patient', 'helpful and happy', 'strict but caring', 'human and interested'. These are the greatest recommendations any nurse could receive. I congratulate you! 03 Jerry: Could I speak to you for a few minutes, Mr. Sherwin? Sherwin: I'm very busy at the moment. Can't it wait until tomorrow? Jerry: Uh, ... well, it's rather urgent. And it won't take long. Sherwin: Oh, all right, then. What is it? Jerry: It's a personal matter. Uh, you see, my wife is ill and has to go into hospital.Sherwin: Sorry to hear that. But why do you want to talk to me about it? Jerry: Because ... because we have a baby and there's nobody to look after her while she's in hospital. Sherwin: Who? Your wife? Jerry: No, no. My daughter. Sherwin: Oh, I see. But I still don't understand what all this has to do with me.Jerry: But that's what I'm trying to explain. I'd like to stay at home for a few days.Sherwin: But why? Jerry: To look after my daughter, of course. Sherwin: I thought you said she was going to hospital. They'll look after her there, won't they? Jerry: No, no, no! It's my wife who's going to hospital! Not my daughter.Sherwin: Really? I thought you said it was your daughter. You are not explaining this very well. 04 Here is an alternative dialogue between Jerry and Mr. Sherwin. Listen. Jerry: Uh ... excuse me, Mr. Sherwin, but I was wondering if I could speak to you for a few minutes. Sherwin: Well, I'm rather busy at the moment, Jerry. Is it urgent? Jerry: Uh, yes, I ... I'm afraid it is. It's a personal matter. Sherwin: Oh, well, then, we'd better discuss it now. Sit down. Jerry: Thank you. Uh ... you see, it's about my wife. She ... uh ... well ... she ... 45 Sherwin: Yes, go on, Jerry. I'm listening. Jerry: She's ill and has to go to hospital tomorrow. But we have a young baby, you know.Sherwin: Yes, I know that, Jerry. You must be rather worried. Is it anything serious? Your wife's illness, I mean? Jerry: The doctors say it's just a minor operation. But it has to be done as soon as possible. And ... well ... the problem is my daughter. The baby. That's the problem. Sherwin: In what way, Jerry? I'm not quite sure if I understand. Jerry: Well, as I said, my wife'll be in hospital for several days, so there's nobody to look after her. Sherwin: You mean, nobody to look after your daughter, is that it? Jerry: Yes, exactly. Both our parents live rather far away, and ...and that's why I'd like to have a few days off. From tomorrow. Sherwin: I see. I think I understand now. You need a few days off to look after your daughter while your wife is in hospital. Jerry: Yes, yes. That's it. I'm not explaining this very well. Sherwin: No, no. On the contrary. I just want to be sure I understand completely. That's all.Jerry: Will ... will that be all right? Sherwin: Yes, I'm sure it will, Jerry. All I want to do now is make sure that there's someone to cover for you while you're away. Uh ... how long did you say you'll need? Jerry: Just a few days. She ... my wife, I mean ... should be out of hospital by next Thursday, so I can be back on Friday. Sherwin: Well, perhaps you'd better stay at home on Friday, as well. Just to give your wife a few extra days to rest after the operation. Jerry: That's very kind of you, Mr. Sherwin. Sherwin: Don't mention it. 05 Landlady: 447 4716. Student: Hello. Is that Mrs. Davies? Landlady: Speaking. Student: Good afternoon. My name's Stephen Brent. I was given your address by the student accommodation agency. I understand you have a room to let. Landlady: Yes, that's right. I've just got one room still vacant. It's an attic room, on the second floor. It's rather small, but I'm sure you'll find it's very comfortable. Student: I see. And how much do you charge for it? Landlady: The rent's twenty-five pounds a week. That includes electricity, but not gas.Student: Has the room got central heating? Landlady: No, it's got a gas fire which keeps the room very warm. Student: I see ... And what about furniture? It is furnished, isn't it? Landlady: Oh yes ... Er ... There's a divan bed in the corner with a new mattress on it. Er ... Let me see ... There's a small wardrobe, an armchair, a coffee table, a bookshelf ...Student: Is there a desk? Landlady: Yes, there's one under the window. It's got plenty of drawers and there's a lamp on it. 46 Student: Oh good ... Is there a washbasin in the room? Landlady: No, I'm afraid there isn't a washbasin. But there's a bathroom just across the corridor, and that's got a washbasin and a shower as well as a bath. You share the bathroom with the people in the other rooms. The toilet is separate, but unfortunately it's on the floor below. Student: Oh, that's all right. ... What about cooking? Can I cook my own meals?Landlady: Well, there's a little kitchenette next to your room. It hasn't got a proper cooker in it, but there's a gas ring and an electric kettle by the sink. I find my students prefer to eat at the university. Student: I see. And is the room fairly quiet? Landlady: Oh yes. It's at the back of the house. It looks onto the garden and it faces south, so it's bright and sunny, too. It's very attractive, really. And it's just under the roof, so it's got a low, sloping ceiling. Would you like to come and see it? I'll be in for the rest of the day.Student: Yes, I'm very interested. It sounds like the kind of room I'm looking for. Can you tell me how to get there? Landlady: Oh, it's very easy. The house is only five minutes' walk from Finchley Road tube station. Turn right outside the station, and then it's the third street on the left. You can't miss it. It's got the number on the gate. It's exactly opposite the cemetery. 06 Frankly, I've been delighted. As you know, I decided to give it up ten years ago. I put them all in the attic—all fifty or sixty of them—to gather dust, and forgot about them. Then I just happened to meet him one day in a bar, entirely by chance, and we got talking about this and that, and, well—to cut a long story short—he went to have a look at them, and this is the result. It's for two weeks. And it's devoted entirely to my work. Doing very well, too, as you can see from the little tickets on about half of them. You know, now that they're hanging on the wall like this, with all the clever lighting, and glossy catalogue, and the smart people, they really don't seem anything to do with me. It's a bit like seeing old friends in new circumstances where they fit and you don't. Now, you see her? She's already bought three. Heard her saying one day she's 'dying to meet the man'. Afraid she'd be very disappointed if she did. Interesting, though, some of the things you overhear. Some know something about it. Others know nothing and admit it. Others know nothing and don't. By the way, I heard someone say the other day that the 'Portrait of a Woman' reminded her of you, you know. So you see, you're not only very famous, but—as I keep on telling you—you haven't changed a bit. 3 01 Ours is a very expensive perfume. When people see it or hear the name we want them to think of luxury. There are many ways to do this. You show a woman in a fur coat, in a silk evening dress, maybe covered in diamonds. You can show an expensive car, an expensive restaurant, or a man in a tuxedo. We decided to do something different. We show a beautiful woman, simply but elegantly dressed, beside a series of paintings by Leonardo da Vinci, and it works. Because she is wearing the perfume, and because she is next to expensive and beautiful 47 paintings, our perfume must be beautiful and expensive too. It does work. 二十七 1 01 —Is that the Manager? —Speaking. Can I be of any assistance? —Could you speed up your switchboard a bit, please? I booked a call to Brussels a good twenty minutes ago and I haven't had a reply yet. —Well, perhaps they are rather busy at this time of the day. After all, we are an hour ahead of Belgium. —I know that, but I could have dialed myself direct in no time at all. —We do like to route the calls through the operator and then there can be no misunderstanding about the charges, I'm sure you understand. —No, I suppose it would be difficult to check the cost of directly-dialed calls, but nevertheless I do have to put through an important call to Brussels. —I'll get on to them myself and see what the delay is, then call you back as soon as I know anything. 02 —And what seems to be the trouble, sir? —They don't want to let me into the nightclub. —Well, I'm afraid there is an entrance charge, sir. —But damn it all—I am a resident. It's ridiculous. —I'm very sorry, sir, but you see it is something of a special evening. Our guest star this evening is Sammy Davis Junior and I'm afraid that the tickets do cost 250 marks each. I could see if there are any left if you would like one. We generally try to keep a few back for the residents. —Good Lord. That's nearly thirty-five pounds. No, on second thoughts, I don't think I'll bother. Could you have them send up a bottle of scotch to my room. I'll entertain myself instead.—Very good, sir. That is room 634, isn't it? 03 —Good evening, sir. I'm the Assistant Manager. —How nice! —Yes, I'm afraid we've had a complaint about the noise from your neighbor across the corridor. He's trying to get some sleep as he has an early start tomorrow. I'm sure you understand. —Oh, I see. —Do you think it might be possible to ask your friends to be a little quieter? We do like to give our guests a chance of getting a good night's sleep. It is well after eleven.—Oh, I'm so sorry. I do apologize. I suppose we were talking rather loudly. It's just that we've signed a very important contract. We were having a bit of celebration. —I'm pleased to hear it. Shall I ask Room Service to bring you some coffee? 48 —No, that won't be necessary. We were just about to pack up anyway. —Thank you, sir, and good night to you. 04 —Could I see the Manager, please? I have a complaint. —Can I help you, madam? —Yes. Did you have this room checked before we moved in? There's not a scrap of lavatory paper and the toilet doesn't flush properly, the water doesn't run away in the shower and I would like an extra pillow. What have you to say to that? —I'm extremely sorry to hear that. I'll attend to it right away. The housekeeper usually checks every room before new guests move in. We have been extremely busy with a large conference. —That's no way to run a hotel. One doesn't expect this sort of thing in a well-run hotel.—No, madam. I do apologize. It's most unusual. We do try to check the rooms as thoroughly as possible. Just the one pillow, was it? Is there anything else? —Well, your thermostatically-controlled air-conditioning doesn't seem to be working too well. It's as hot as hell up there. —I'll just adjust the regulator for you and I think you'll find it a little cooler in a short time. I'll also send someone along right away to look at the toilet and shower. 2 01 Salesman: Good evening, all you holiday dreamers. It's holiday planning time again and we're here with suggestions as usual. We know what you want ... something more interesting, something less expensive. So ... what about America? New York from 199 pounds. Or Canada? Or Hawaii? Ah ... Hawaii. And from only 372 pounds. Or the beautiful Bahamas? From just 400 pounds. Nearer home we suggest Wales or Scotland. And if you would like an easy package holiday, you could visit Minorca from 103 pounds, Ceylon from 343 pounds, Mombasa from 311 and sunny Florida from 243 pounds. Is time a problem? Is money a problem? Just send for our brochure and both problems will disappear. 02 Peggy: Bob, can we really afford a holiday? We're paying for this house and the furniture is on HP and ... Bob: Now listen, Peggy. You work hard and I work hard. We're not talking about whether we can have a holiday. We're talking about where and when. Peggy: Shall we go to Sweden? Bob: Sweden's colder than Sheffield. I'd rather not go to Sweden. Peggy: What about Florida? Florida's warmer than Sheffield. Bob: Yes, but it's a long way. How long does it take to get from here to Florida?Peggy: All right. Let's go to Hawaii. Bob: You must be joking. How much would it cost for the two of us? Peggy: But the brochure says the problem of money will disappear. Bob, where do you really want to go? 49 Bob: I'm thinking of Wales or Scotland. Do you know why? Peggy: Yes. 'They're right on our doorstep and so close to home.' 03 Jill: Now, let me see. Blue Skies Travel Agency. Ah, yes, it's a London number. 01 748 9932. I think I'll ring now. (sound of dialing and ringing) Voice: Hello. Jill: Uh ... good morning. Is that 748 9932? Voice: No, it isn't. It's 738 9932. Jill: Sorry. I must have dialed the wrong number. (sound of dialing and ringing tone) Telephonist: Blue Skies Travel Agency. Can I help you? Jill: Could you give me some information about holidays in North America?Telephonist: Just one moment. I'll put you through to our North American department.Miss Jones: North American department. Miss Jones speaking. Can I help you?Jill: Yes, please. I'm planning my holiday and I'd like some information about holidays in New York. Miss Jones: Certainly. What would you like to know? Jill: First, how much is the cheapest return flight to New York? And what will the weather be like? Miss Jones: I see. When do you want to go? Jill: In May ... and I'd like to know about the inclusive holidays and good hotels and ...Miss Jones: (interrupts) Certainly. Just give me your name and address. I'll send you all the information you want. Jill: My name is Jill Adams. Miss J. Adams. And my address is ... 04 Traveller: Hello. I'd like some information about your trips to Kathmandu.Travel Agent: Yes, of course. What can I tell you? Traveller: Well, how, how do we travel? Travel Agent: It's a specially adapted bus with room for sleeping and ...Traveller: And, and, er, how many people in a group? Travel Agent: Well, the bus sleeps ten. Usually there are eight travellers and two drivers, a guide to look after you. Traveller: So, so we sleep, um, normally, in, in the bus? Travel Agent: Yes, and it's fully equipped for cooking and it's got a shower system that we put up every evening, weather permitting. Traveller: Er, um ... We leave from, from London? Travel Agent: Yes, and return to London. Traveller: Is there anything special we'd have to bring? Travel Agent: Oh, we give everyone a list of suitable clothes, etc. to bring. Of course, space is limited. Traveller: Oh, oh yes, I understand that. Now, how, how long in advance would I have to 50 book? Travel Agent: Well, it depends. Usually six or eight months. It's amazing the number of people who are interested. Traveller: Well, I'm interested in the ten-week trip next spring. Travel Agent: Um, that one leaves on the fourth of April. Traveller: Yeah. That's right, yeah. It'll be for two people. Travel Agent: That'd be fine. Could you come in and we can go over all the details.Traveller: Yes, I think that'd be best, um, but can you give me some idea of how much that'll cost. Travel Agent: Spring for ten weeks ... Um, we haven't got the exact figures at the moment, but, er, something like, er, 1,100 pounds per person. Traveller: OK. Um, I'll come and see you one day next week. Travel Agent: Yes. Thanks for ringing. Traveller: Thank you. Bye. Travel Agent: Bye bye. 05 Woman: So you have a half day, a full day and a day and evening tour of London?Man: That's correct. Woman: Well, as we're only here for a few days, I think perhaps we should take the full day and evening tour. Give my children the opportunity to see everything. Man: Won't that be a bit tiring for them? Woman: Yes, you're right. It's probably better if we don't include them on the evening part of the program. Man: Not the theatre and the dinner entertainment? Woman: Yes, that's what I mean. The hotel will take care of them. Man: Yes, I'm sure that can be arranged. Woman: Now, can you tell me what the cost will be? Man: For the full tour? Seventy pounds per head. Woman: So that would be 140 pounds for myself and my husband. What about the children, is there any reduction for them? Man: Certainly, we have half price for children and if they're not going to the theatre or the dinner, I think we could let them have the full day tour for thirty pounds each.Woman: That's fine. Could you tell me more details of the tour? I mean, what will we be actually seeing and so forth? Man: Well, here's a brochure for you to read, but I can quickly run through the main items of the tour with you. Now, as you see, you're picked up from your hotel at 8:30, so you must be sure to order an early breakfast. Woman: Yes ... Man: Then you're taken to see the Changing of the Guard and you'll see Buckingham Palace at the same time of course. After that you'll be taken down Whitehall to see the House of Parliament, Big Ben, you know the famous clock, and nearby Westminster Abbey. Now from there we have a river trip down the Thames towards the Tower of London. During the river trip you'll be provided with sandwiches and coffee, orange juice for the kiddies. When you 51 get to the Tower, you'll see the Beefeaters, the traditional guards of the Tower and then you'll be shown the Crown jewels. Woman: And will we have a guide during all this? Man: Of course. There's an official guide who will explain the sights to you and give a short account of their historic associations in three languages, English, German and French. If you have any further questions he'll be only too pleased to answer them. Woman: Oh, that sounds perfect. Man: Now in the afternoon, you'll be taken to London Zoo for a couple of hours. We try to arrange this to coincide with the monkeys' tea party. The children always enjoy that.Woman: Oh, I'm sure mine will. Man: And from there we just go round the corner to Madame Tussaud's to see the waxworks and after that right next door to the London Planetarium where you'll see the stars simulated by laser beams. Woman: That sounds very exciting. What a full day. Man: Yes, well we do let you have a couple of hours' rest before taking you on to the theatre and dinner in the evening. Woman: Oh, that's good. I'll be able to get the children off to bed or settled down watching television or something. Well, that sounds marvellous. Thank you very much.Man: Not at all. Er ... there is just one thing, madam. Woman: Oh, what's that? Man: The cheque. Woman: (laughs) Of course. 3 01 I have always been interested in making things. When I was a child I used to enjoy painting, but I also liked making things out of clay. I managed to win a prize for one of my paintings when I was fourteen. That is probably the reason that I managed to get into art college four years later. But I studied painting at first, not pottery. I like being a potter because I like to work with my hands and feel the clay; I enjoy working on a potter's wheel. I'm happy working by myself and being near my home. I don't like mass-produced things. I think crafts and craftspeople are very important. When I left college I managed to get a grant from the Council, and I hope to become a full-time craftswoman. This workshop is small, but I hope to move to a larger one next year. 二十八 1 01 Mr. Hanson: Could I have my bill, please? Waitress: Yes, sir. One moment, please. (She brings the bill and the customer looks at it carefully.) Mr. Hanson: Could you kindly explain this to me? What is item 6? Waitress: Perhaps I cou1d go through it for you. The first item is the cover charge. Number 2 52 is the beer. Then your starter, your main course and the vegetables. The main course was 4.50 not 3.50, so item 6 is the difference. Mr. Hanson: Oh, I see. But how was I expected to know that?Waitress: Yes, sir. They are a bit hard to follow sometimes. Number 8 is your dessert and number 9 the cigarettes. Oh, and number 7 is your second beer.Mr. Hanson: And what about the service, is that included?Waitress: Yes, that's marked down here, 10 per cent service.Mr. Hanson: Good. Thank you. Now, can you take my credit card?Waitress: I'm afraid we don't accept credit cards. Mr. Hanson: Oh dear. What about a cheque with a banker's card?Waitress: Yes, sir. That will be all right. 02 Customer: Can you bring me the bill, please? Waiter: Certainly, sir. (He brings the bill.) Customer: I think there has been a mistake. Waiter: I'm sorry, sir. What seems to be the trouble?Customer: I think you have charged me twice for the same thing.Look, the figure of 5.50 appears here and then again here.Waiter: I'll just go and check it for you, sir. (He returns a few minutes later.) Waiter: Yes sir, you are quite right. The cashier made a mistake. I think you will find it correct now. Customer: Thank you. Waiter: We do apologize about this, sir. Customer: That's all right. No harm done. Now, can I pay by traveler's cheques? Waiter: Certainly, sir. We'll give you the change in local currency if that's all right. Customer: You needn't worry about that. There won't be much change out of twenty-five dollars. Waiter: Thank you, sir. That's most kind of you. 03 —Waiter, there's a fly in my soup. —Shh, don't do too loud. Everyone will want one. —Waiter, there's a fly in my soup. —There is a spider on the bread. It'll catch it. —What's this fly doing in my soup? —I think it's doing the backstroke, sir. —There is a dead fly swimming in my soup! —That's impossible. A dead fly can't swim. 53 —There is a dead fly in my soup. —Yes, sir. It's the hot liquid that kills them. —Waiter, there is a fly in my soup. —Yes, sir. We give extra meat rations on Fridays. —Waiter, there is a fly in my soup. —Don't worry, sir. There is no extra charge. 2 01 A strange thing happened to Henri yesterday. He was on a bus and wanted to get off. So he stood up and rang the bell. To make sure the driver heard him he rang it twice, but the bus didn't stop, and the conductor came and shouted at him. The conductor was so annoyed, and spoke so fast, that Henri didn't understand a word. The bus stopped at the next bus stop and Henri got off. As he got off he heard someone say, "I think he's a foreigner." When Henri got home, he told his landlady about the incident. "How many times did you ring the bell?" she asked. "Twice," said Henri. "Well, that's the signal for the driver to go on," his landlady explained. "Only the conductor is allowed to ring the bell twice. That's why he got so annoyed." Henri nodded. "I see," he said. 02 (A and B are a married couple. C is a travel agent.) C: Good morning. A and B: Good morning. C: Can I help you? A: Yes, we're thinking of going on holiday somewhere, but we're not sure where.C: I see. What sort of holiday did you have in mind? A: Lots of sunbathing. B: (at the same time) Lots of walking. C: Mm. (looking puzzled) So you'd like somewhere warm? B: Not too warm. A: Yes, as sunny as possible. C: And are you interested in the night-life at all? A: Yes. It'd be nice if there were some good discos and clubs we could go to.B: Oh, no! Surely that's what we're trying to get away from! A: What do you mean? We never go out at all, so how could we get away from it?B: Well, what's the point of going somewhere where there are lots of people just like here?C: (interrupting) Could I just ask what sort of price you want to pay?B: As cheap as possible. 54 A: What do you mean? We want a top hotel. B: But we can't afford it. A: Of course, we can. We've been saving up all year. (Their voices rise as they argue. The travel agent looks bemused.) C: Just a minute, please. I think I can make a suggestion. Why don't you try the South of France? Then one of you can go to the beach and the other can walk in the mountains.A: That sounds like a good idea. And there are some good hotels there.B: No—there are too many English people there! A: Well, then at least we'd have someone to talk to. B: But, there's no point in going abroad to meet English people there!C: (interrupting again) Excuse me. A and B: Yes? C: Well, my wife and I have the same trouble as you. I like hot, lively places and she prefers a bit of peace and quiet and we always disagree about how much to spend. We usually split up and go to different places, but this year I've got a better idea. A and B: What's that? C: Well, I could go on holiday with you (indicates one of them) and you could go with my wife. A: That's an interesting idea. B: I'm not so sure ... C: Look, why don't you come round now and meet my wife and we can see what we can arrange ... 03 The scene is at an airport. A man and a woman carrying several cases approach a customs officer (C.O.). Man: (whispering) Don't worry. Everything will be all right. Woman: I hope you know what you're doing! (They put their bags down in front of the customs officer.) C.O.: Good morning, sir, madam. Just returning from a holiday, are you?Woman: That's right. C.O.: And how long have you been abroad? Woman: Two weeks. Man: Yes, not very long. Not long enough to buy anything anyway. (laughing)C.O.: I see. Have you got anything to declare? Man: I'm sorry, I don't really know what you mean. Woman: Harry! C.O.: Come on, sir. I'm sure you know what I mean. Have you got anything to declare?Man: Well ... yes. I would like to declare that I love my wife. Woman: Oh, Harry. You've never said that before. Man: Well, it's true! It's just that I've never been able to tell you before.Woman: And I love you too! C.O.: (clearing throat) I'm sorry to interrupt, but I must ask you whether you have any goods to declare. 55 Man: Ah, well I do have a record-player, a fridge and something for my wife's birthday that I'd rather not tell you about. Woman: Harry! And I thought you'd forgotten again! Man: Of course not, dear! C.O.: (annoyed) What I want to know, sir, is whether you have any goods in that bag that I should know about. Man: Well, let's have a look. (opens bag) We've got some bars of soap, a tube of toothpaste, clothes, a jar of cream ... C.O.: (angry) I only want to know if you have anything liable for tax, like cigarettes, perfumes or bottles of anything. Man: Well, we do have a bottle of shampoo. C.O.: Okay. I've had enough. You can go. Man: You mean that's it? C.O.: Please go away! Woman: Come on, Harry. He just told us we could go. (Takes hold of the suitcase and the contents spill out.) C.O.: Just a minute. May I see that jewellery, please? Man: Oh, my God! You great clumsy idiot! Woman: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. Man: You never do anything right. I don't know why I married you in the first place!Woman: But Harry! You just said you loved me. Man: Not any more. C.O.: And now what have you got to declare, sir? 04 Sam Lewis was a customs officer. He used to work in a small border town. It wasn't a busy town and there wasn't much work. The road was usually very quiet and there weren't many travelers. It wasn't a very interesting job, but Sam liked an easy life. About once a week, he used to meet an old man. His name was Draper. He always used to arrive at the border early in the morning in a big truck. The truck was always empty. After a while Sam became suspicious. He often used to search the truck, but he never found anything. One day he asked Draper about his job. Draper laughed and said, "I'm a smuggler." Last year Sam retired. He spent his savings on an expensive holiday. He flew to Bermuda, and stayed in a luxury hotel. One day, he was sitting by the pool and opposite him he saw Draper drinking champagne. Sam walked over to him. Sam: Hello, there! Draper: Hi! Sam: Do you remember me? Draper: Yes ... of course I do. You're a customs officer. Sam: I used to be, but I'm not any more. I retired last month. I often used to search your truck ... Draper: ... but you never found anything! Sam: No, I didn't. Can I ask you something? Draper: Of course, you can. 56 Sam: Were you a smuggler? Draper: Of course I was. Sam: But ... the truck was always empty. What were you smuggling? Draper: Trucks! 05 The first thing they do is to put out an APB and this goes to all the police stations in the country. Next we contact the hospitals. Often the person we are looking for has been in an accident. Then we might try parents, friends or relatives they might be with. We try to follow their movements and to find the last person they saw or were with. Then we try the media. We put photographs in local or national papers—especially papers they might read. There are other things we can do: put posters in places they might be, go on television. Here in America there is a magazine in which there are photographs of missing children. This is often the last hope. Of course, with nearly two million missing children every year, we can't do all these things for everyone. We haven't got the time, the money or the staff. 3 01 Are you a morning person or an evening person? That's the question. When do you work best? For me the answer is easy. I work best in the morning. All my creative work is done before lunchtime. I get up at about eight, and then have breakfast. I listen to the radio a bit, and read the papers. And I start. Usually I work from nine or nine thirty until twelve but after that I'm useless. On a good day I write fifteen hundred words or more, sometimes two thousand words, in the morning. Then after lunch I go for a walk, or read. In the evening I like to relax, go to the pub or go out and meet people. If you're a writer you need self-discipline. But if you're tired, it shows: the mind and body must be fresh.二十九 1 01 1. Add two and four; eight and ten; fourteen and seven. 2. Subtract six from eighteen; four from eleven; five from nineteen. 3. Multiply two by eight; five by three; six by four. 4. Divide six by three; eight by two; twenty by five. 02 1. I'll take a commission of ten per cent. 2. The current rate of interest is twenty-three per cent. 3. I only get three-eighths of the total. 4. It's only a fraction of the cost, about a sixteenth. 5. Divide nine by two and you get four point five. 6. You only get two point four six per cent. 57 03 1. I have to get a new pair of Jeans. Is there anywhere ...? Do you know a, a good shop where I can get a pair? 2. Look, er, I want something interesting. All I've eaten since I've arrived here is junk food. I want some good local food. Where should I go and what shall I ask for? 3. The car's giving problems again. I had it serviced last week but it's as bad as it was before. I don't know what to do about it. 4. Ooh, yes, I need your advice. The problem is that I have to go to this very formal dinner party next week and I haven't got a dinner suit here. I really don't want to buy one. What do you suggest? 5. Ever since I've been here I had this stomach problem, you know. I mean, it's not serious. Well, I don't think it is. I mean, you often get these things when you travel. Must be the different water or something. But it rea1ly is a nuisance and it seems to be getting worse ...6. Damn! I've lost my wallet! 2 01 Man: Telegram, miss. Jean: Oh, thanks. Jean: I wonder who it's from. Oh, it's for Helen. Helen, there's a telegram for you.Helen: For me? Oh, Jean, will you open it? I hate opening telegrams. Jean: Do you? Why? Helen: Well, it's just that I think a telegram must mean bad news. Jean: I'm just the opposite. I love opening telegrams because I'm sure they must mean something exciting. Jean: Helen, you'd better sit down. You aren't going to believe this. It says, 'Congratulations, Nurse of the Year. Letter follows.' Helen: It can't be true. Jean: Here. You read it. 02 Hello. This is Sophie Peter's ringing from the Brook Organization. Um, we got your job application and I'm ringing just to arrange an interview with you. How about Monday morning at, er, 11:30? Would that be all right? That's Monday morning of the 10th of August. Um, if you can't make that time, could you please give us a ring? The interview will be with myself and Brian Shaw, so we, um, we look forward to seeing you then. Bye-bye.03 "Henry!" "Yes, dear?" "I'm going up to bed now. Don't forget to do your little jobs." "No, dear." Henry turned off the television and went into the kitchen. He fed the cat, washed up several dishes, dried them and put them away. Then he put the cat out, locked all the doors 58 and turned out all the lights. When he got to the bedroom, his wife was sitting up in bed reading a book and eating chocolates. "Well dear, have you done all your little jobs?" "I think so, my love." "Have you fed the cat?" "Yes, dear." "Have you put him out?" "Yes, dear." "Have you washed up the dishes?" "Yes, dear." "Have you put them all away?" "Yes, dear." "Have you tidied the kitchen?" "Yes, dear." "Have you turned out all the lights?" "Yes, dear." "Have you locked the front door?" "Yes, dear." "Then you can come to bed." "Thank you, dear." After a little while they heard a gate banging downstairs. "Henry." "Yes, dear." "I'm afraid you've forgotten to shut the garden gate." "Oh dear! ..." 04 —Ladies and gentlemen, it's the Lake Late Talk Show, with your host, Dickie Reeves. (applause) —Nice to be with you again, folks. And among the line of interesting guests I'll show you tonight is the lady you've all been reading and hearing about recently. She is beautiful. She is clever. And she is brave. She is the lady who makes friends with monkeys. She is with us tonight. Ladies and gentlemen, the apewoman herself, Josephin Carter. (applause) Hello, Josephin, or can I call you Joe? —Please do. —The first question that I know everybody has been dying to ask you is, how long have you been living with monkeys? —Apes actually. Well, I've been studying apes for quite a long time, ever since I was at university. But I've only been actually living with them for five years.—Five years in the African jungle, with only monkeys to talk to. —Apes actually. —Oh, with only apes to talk to. That's fantastic! And I know you're going back to your monkey colony ... —Ape colony actually. 59 —... to finish your work. —Oh, yes. I haven't finished it yet. Although I have been recording their behavior and watching their movements very closely, I still haven't finished my work. I've also been training my husband to work with me. —Your husband? —Yes. He's come with me tonight. Let me introduce you to Tarsan! —Hi, everybody. 05 People think that all solicitors are rich and prosperous. In any town there are, of course, rich and prosperous solicitors, but there are also solicitors like me. I am neither rich nor prosperous. I have an office over a fish and chip shop, for which I pay an exorbitant rent, and two rather inefficient secretaries. I suppose it is because my premises are in the less fashionable part of the town, but my clients always seem to have enormous problems and miserable incomes. Mr. Pollard was exactly that sort of client. He was a small, untidy little man, with a large head and round, old-fashioned spectacles. "I have a problem," he began nervously, "I bought this house, you see. I got a mortgage from the building society, but then I lost my job, so I got behind with the payments." He gave me the details. It appeared that he owed eleven payments of fifty pounds, and had no job and no money. Not surprisingly the building society had written to say they intended to take possession of the house; sell it, and thus get back their money. "What would happen if they sold it for less than I paid?" he asked. "Would I get back any money?" "Probably not," I replied. "Would you mind telephoning the building society?" he pleaded, "and see if they could possibly give me a little more time?" "If you're not earning any money, how will more time help?" I asked. He looked at me hopelessly. In the end the house was sold. The building society debt was paid off and Mr. Pollard got sixty pounds. 06 Everybody agrees I'm just ordinary. My face is ordinary, my voice is ordinary, my clothes are ordinary. Everything about me is ordinary. 'What's Frank like?' they say. 'Frank? Oh—you know, ordinary.' they say. Now look at that man two rows in front. He's not ordinary. In fact I can't see anybody apart from me who is. Even this fellow next to me. Quite ordinary on the whole, I suppose. But there's something a bit ... something a bit odd about his mouth. Mustn't catch his eye. Might start a conversation. Don't want that. Interesting that he was just in front of me in the queue. They looked in his bag, they looked in his pockets—made him take his shoes off even. Mm—they've nearly finished with the food—though she didn't take my glass when she collected my tray. Ah—she's pressed her button again. Probably wants another gin and tonic. Had four already. Or is it five? Not bad, though. At least not in this light. Good—some of them are 60 getting their blankets down now. I reckon that in about half an hour it'll all be quiet. And then ... Of course they looked in my briefcase too. Didn't look here, though, did they? Oh, no. Hah! Though they think otherwise, I know very well who those two in the back row are. Noticed them when I went to the toilet. But they won't shoot. Not as long as I have this in my hand, they won't. And it's so small. Marvellous what they can do these days. Just about now, if I were sitting in funny mouth's seat and not by the aisle—just about now, I could probably look down and see the mountains gleaming in the moonlight. I like that. Mm. Well, now I must go over my speech again. Mustn't forget what my demands are, must I? 3 01 Well, I think that this problem of teenagers getting into trouble with the law is mainly caused by unemployment. You see, because of the high level of unemployment, so many teenagers nowadays leave school and find that they have no chance of getting a job, and this obviously makes them feel bored and frustrated. And as a result of this, they're much more likely to get drunk and so on. Another thing of course is that you get groups of unemployed teenagers wandering around the streets with nothing to do, which can easily lead to trouble of one sort or another. 三十 1 01 1. At the third stroke, the time sponsored by Accurist will be twelve one and fifty seconds.2. The code for Didcot has been changed. Please dial 05938 and then the number.3. In the train crash in India, three hundred and twenty-five people are feared dead.4. The 3.45 at Ascot was won by Golden Dove, ridden by Willie Carson. 5. Well, um, for a trip like that, we are speaking in the region of, er, two thousand eight hundred pounds a head. 6. Er, Celtic three, Manchester City nil, Queen's Park Rangers two, Motherwell United one.7. In New York, the Dow Jones Index fell by point four to a low of two oh six four point eight. While in London, the FT Index rose eight points to one seven nine four point three.8. That'll be sixty-eight p, please. 9. The, er, latest figures show an increased profit of seventy-eight thousand, nine hundred and fifty-six pounds. 10. And how can we continue like this with unemployment running at three million, two hundred and fifty thousand. It really is unaccept ... 11. Yes, we can give you a special rate of, er, five point six eight per cent.12. We'll have to adjust all our figures by an eighth. 13. Well, that's your choice. Eleven pounds forty-five for this one, fourteen pounds, or fifteen pounds ninety-nine. 14. So, it's two thousand three hundred and ninety-eight plus two thousand four hundred and eighty-nine plus two thousand four hundred and sixty three. I'll just total that up for you. 61 02 Woman: So, you'll take the cream at three pounds five, the pills are four pounds thirty and then, um, this if fifty-five p. That's seven pounds ninety-five. Man: Sorry. I think perhaps it's seven pounds ninety. 03 Woman: Is ten pounds all right? Man: Yeah, that's fine. It comes to six pounds thirty-five. Your change. Woman: Thanks. Man: Can I help you, sir? Woman: Oh, just a minute, I think you've given ... Man: Oh, I am sorry. Of course. Here you are. 2 01 Well, we met at a party in London. You see, I'd just moved to London because of my job and I didn't really know anybody, and one of the people at work had invited me to this party and so there I was. But it was one of those boring parties, you know everybody was just sitting in small groups talking to people they knew already, and I was feeling really bored with the whole thing. And then I noticed this rather attractive girl sitting at the edge of one of the groups, and she was looking bored too, just about as bored as I was. And so we started, um, we started looking at each other, and then I went across and we started talking. And as it turned out she'd only just arrived in London herself so we had quite a bit in common—and well that's how it all started really. 02 —What's the matter with you, then? You look miserable. —It's us. —What do you mean "us"? —Well, we used to talk to each other before we were married. Remember? —What do you mean? We're talking now, aren't we? —Oh, yes, but we used to do so much together. —We still go to the cinema together, don't we? —Yes, but we used to go out for walks together. Remember? —Oh, I can remember. It's getting wet in the rain. —And we used to do silly things, like running bare foot through the park. —Yes. I remember. I used to catch terrible colds. Honestly, you are being totally ridiculous.—But we never used to argue. You used to think I was wonderful. Once ... (sound of the door opening) Where are you going? —Back to live with my parents. That's something else we used to do before we were married. Remember? 03 62 Not long ago I was invited out to dinner by a girl called Sally. I had only met Sally twice, and she was very, very beautiful. I was flattered. "She likes me," I thought. But I was in for a disappointment. "I'm so sorry we asked you at such short notice," she said when I arrived, "but we suddenly realised there were going to be thirteen people at the table, so we just had to find somebody else." A superstition. Thirteen. The unlucky number. Recently I came upon a little group of worried people, gathered round a man lying on the pavement beside a busy London road. They were waiting for an ambulance, because the man had been knocked down by a passing taxi. Apparently he had stepped off the pavement and into the street, to avoid walking under a ladder. They say this superstition goes back to the days when the gallows were built on a platform. To get up on to the platform you had to climb a ladder. To pass under the shadow of that ladder was very unlucky ... Other superstitions are not so easily explained. To see a black cat in England is lucky. But if you see a black cat in India, it is considered very unlucky. There too, if you are about to set out on a long journey, and someone sneezes, you shouldn't go. Break a mirror—you will have seven years' bad luck. Find a four-leafed clover, you will have good luck. Just crazy superstitions, of course. I have an African friend. One day he said to me: "If ever an African says to you that he is not superstitious, that man is a liar." Perhaps that is true of all of us. 04 This is Lethbridge's description of a ghost near Hole House. One of the first incidents happened near to our home in Devon. One Sunday morning my wife and I were standing on the hill and looking at Hole Mill, which belongs to Mrs. N. I sat down and admired the view. After a time I heard a motorbicycle start up and I saw the paperman riding off and, as I watched, I saw Mrs. N come out from behind the Mill. She was dressed in a bright blue sweater and had on dark blue tartan trousers and a scarf over her head. She looked up, saw me and waved. I waved back. At this moment a second figure appeared behind Mrs. N and perhaps a meter from her. She stood looking up at me. Mrs. N went back behind the Mill and the other woman followed. I did not know her. She looked about sixty-five to seventy years old, was taller than Mrs. N and rather thin. Her face appeared to be tanned and she had a pointed chin. She was dressed in a dark tweed coat and skirt and had something which looked like a light grey cardigan beneath her coat. Her skirt was long. She had a flat-crowned and wide-brimmed round hat on her head. The hat was black and had white flowers around it. She was, in fact, dressed as my aunts used to dress before the First World War. She didn't look like the sort of person who was likely to be staying at Hole Mill today. Later we were leaning over a gate, admiring some calves, when we saw Mrs. N alone. 'Oh,' said my wife, disappointed. 'We were expecting to see two of you.' 'How is that?' asked Mrs. N. 'I have only seen you and the paperman all morning.'05 63 A journalist has a strange story to tell. I've never been a superstitious person ... never believed in ghosts or things like that. But, two years ago, something happened which changed my attitude. I still can't explain it ... somehow I don't think I ever will be able to. I was living in Frankfurt ... in Germany ... where I was a financial journalist. A very good friend ... one of my closest friends... we'd been at university together ... was coming over from England by car to see me. He was supposed to get there around six in the evening ... Saturday evening. I was at home in my flat all that afternoon. At about three in the afternoon, the phone rang. But ... but when I answered it, there was nobody there ... on the other end, I mean. Nobody. The phone rang again just a few minutes later. Again, nobody was there ... I couldn't understand it. Just a few minutes later, there was a knock at the door. I was in the kitchen, making some coffee. I remember I was just pouring the boiling water through the filter when I heard the knock. I opened the door and there was my friend ... Roger, that was his name. Roger. He looked a bit ... strange ... pale ... and I said something like 'Roger, how did you get here so early?' He didn't answer ... he just smiled slightly ... he was a bit like that. He didn't say very much ... I mean, even when I'd known him before, he often came into my flat without saying very much. And ... well ... anyway, I said 'Come in' and went back to the kitchen to finish pouring the coffee. I spoke to him from the kitchen, but he didn't answer ... didn't say a word ... and I thought that was a bit ... strange ... even for Roger. So I looked round the door, into the next room, where I thought he was sitting ... and ... and he wasn't there. The door was still open. I thought for a moment that he'd gone down to the car to get his luggage ... and then I began to wonder where his girlfriend was. She was coming with him, you see, from England. Well, then the phone rang again. This time there was somebody there. It was Roger's girlfriend, and she sounded ... hysterical ... At first I couldn't understand her. She was still in Belgium, several hundred kilometers away ... and she told me that she was in a hospital ... she and Roger had been involved in a car crash, and ... and Roger had just died ... on the operating table ... just a few minutes before. 3 01 It was early afternoon, and the beach was almost empty. It was getting hot now. Most of the tourists were still finishing their lunch back at the hotel, or taking their afternoon siesta in the air-conditioned comfort of their rooms. One or two Englishmen were still lying stretched out on the sand, determined to go home with a good suntan, and a few local children were splashing around in the clear shallow water. There was a large yacht moving slowly across the bay. The girl was on board. She was standing at the back of the boat, getting ready to dive. Jason put on his sunglasses and casually wandered down towards the sandy beach.三十一 1 01 64 1. Four, nine, seventy-seven Fourth of September, nineteen seventy-seven2. Twenty-four, eight, sixty-three Twenty-fourth of August, nineteen sixty-three3. Seven, seven forty-three Seventh of July, nineteen forty-three02 1. Ten sixty-six 2. Seventeen seventy-six 3. Eighteen one 4. Nineteen eighteen 5. Two thousand 6. Fifty-five B.C. 03 1. O-two-o-two, two-seven-four-one-four2. O-one-four-eight-three-two-nine-double one3. O-three-o-four-two-three-eight-double seven4. O-one-double four-one-double four-double six5. O-four-seven-three-five-eight-nine-o-five04 1. R.S.V.P. (French, meaning "Please reply.")2. et cetera (Latin, meaning "and so on")3. care of 4. approximately 5. p.p. (Production Phase) 6. i.e. (Latin, meaning "that is")7. e.g. (Exempli gratia. = For example.)8. P.T.O. (Please turn over.) 9. Limited 10. Co. (Company) 11. versus 12. P.S. (postscript) 13. VIP (Very Important Person) 14. Great 15. Avenue 16. Road 17. Street 18. Gardens 19. Square 20. Park 21. Crescent 65 22. A.D. (Anno Domini) 23. B.C. (Latin, before Christ) 24. a.m. (ante meridiem) 25. p.m. (post meridiem) 26. MP (Member of Parliament) 27. BBC (the British Broadcasting Corporation) 28. VAT (Value-Added Tax) 29. TUC (Trades Union Congress) 30. AA (Automobile Association/Atomic Age/Associate in Arts) 31. RAC (Royal Aero Club) 32. PC (Personal Computer) 33. EEC (European Economic Community) 2 01 Man: I see that dreadful women's liberation group was out in Trafalgar Square yesterday. Hmm. In my opinion, they all talk rubbish. Woman: But you can't really believe they all talk rubbish. Man: Of course, I can. I consider that it is unfeminine to protest.Woman: But you can't really believe it's unfeminine to protest.Man: Women should be seen and not heard. Woman: But you can't really believe that women should be seen and not heard.Man: Certainly. It's my belief that a woman's place is in the home.Woman: But you can't really believe that a woman's place is in the home.Man: Yes. And she should stay there. Women should look after men.Woman: But you can't really believe women should look after men.Man: Created to feed and support them. That's what they were. I'm certain that women are intellectually inferior to men. Woman: But you can't really believe women are intellectually inferior to men.Man: Not only inferior, but I know they can't do a man's job. Woman: But you can't really believe they can't do a man's job. Man: Yes, Maggie. That's my firm belief. But don't tell your mother I said that.02 George's mother was worried about him. One evening, when her husband came home, she spoke to him about it. "Look, dear," she said, "you must talk to George. He left school three months ago. He still hasn't got a job, and he isn't trying to find one. All he does is smoke, eat and play records." George's father sighed. It had been a very tiring day at the office. "All right," he said, "I'll talk to him. "George," said George's mother, knocking at George's door, "your father wants to speak to you." "Oh!" 66 "Come into the sitting room, dear." "Hello, old man," said George's father, when George and his mother joined him in the sitting-room. "Your father's very worried about you," said George's mother. "It's time you found a job." "Yes," replied George without enthusiasm. George's mother looked at her husband. "Any ideas?" he asked hopefully. "Not really," said George. "What about a job in a bank?" suggested George's mother, "or an insurance company perhaps?" "I don't want an office job," said George. George's father nodded sympathetically. "Well, what do you want to do?" asked George's mother. "I'd like to travel," said George. "Do you want a job with a travel firm then?" "The trouble is," said George," I don't really want a job at the moment. I'd just like to travel and see a bit of the world." George's mother raised her eyes to the ceiling. "I give up," she said. 03 A manager is talking about the prevention of shoplifting. Well, I manage a small branch of a large supermarket, and we lose a lot of money through shoplifting. I have to try to prevent it, or else I'll lose all my profits. A lot of shoplifting is done by young people, teenagers in groups. They do it for fun. They're not frightened so we have to make it difficult for them. Obviously a supermarket can't have chains or alarms on the goods, so we have store detectives, who walk around like ordinary shoppers, otherwise they'll be recognized. We have big signs up, saying 'shoplifters will be prosecuted,' but that doesn't help much. We've started putting cash desks at all the exits, we've found we have to do that, or else the shoplifters will walk straight out with things. Of course, that worries the ordinary shopper who hasn't found what he wanted. We also use closed-circuit television, but that's expensive. In fact, all good methods of prevention are quite expensive, and naturally, they make our prices more expensive, but it has to be done, otherwise shoplifting itself will make all the prices much higher, and the public doesn't want that! 04 Principal: We are very honored to have Tania Matslova here today. It is only ten o'clock and Tania has already done two hours of practice. And she kindly agreed to watch your rehearsal after that. She is very interested in the training of young dancers and wants to ask questions. Don't forget, however, that Miss Matslova has two performances today. She must not get too tired ... Miss Tania Matslova. Tania: Good morning. We're going to be very informal, aren't we? Why are you standing? Move some chairs. Let's sit in a circle. 67 (sound of chairs being moved, excited voices and piano music) Tania: That's better. I can see you now. And I want to congratulate you. Your rehearsal was very professional. I was impressed by your technique and your feeling for the music. I remembered myself twenty years ago. Do you think twenty years is a long time? It all depends. You must look forward to twenty years of practising six hours every day. Twenty years of traveling uncomfortably. Twenty years of going to bed instead of going to parties. Do you look forward to this discipline? I didn't know how difficult my life was going to be, but I wouldn't change it. The important thing is ... I'm still dancing. For me, dancing is living. I'm so sorry. I'm talking too much. Would you like to ask me some questions? James: I would. I'm really worried about my career, Miss Matslova. Tania: Please call me Tania. What's your name? James: James, Tania. Tania: So, James. Why are you worried? James: I love dancing but I hate changing in cold dressing rooms. I don't mind practising every day. In fact, I like it, I enjoy exercising. But I'm fed up with going to bed early every night and refusing invitations to parties. I like travelling ... but not if it's uncomfortable. I'm confused. Do you think I should carry on? Tania: It depends what you want, James. Would you rather go on dancing or would you rather live a normal, ordinary life? James: I want to do both. Tania: That, my dear James, is impossible. I'm fed up with getting up early. I'm tired of travelling. I've always hated leaving my family for weeks or months. But ... I'm a dancer and I look forward to dancing as long as I can. What can I say? If you don't want to be a professional dancer more than anything else, you'd better change your plans.James: Thank you, Miss M ... er, Tania. Your advice was really helpful. I can see now that just being keen on dancing isn't enough for a career. Principal: I'm quite sure you are all grateful to Miss Matslova for spending so much time with you. Tania: James, please let me know what you decide to do. I think you are very talented but that isn't enough. It depends what you want. And that applies to all of you. You must make up your minds. 3 01 Jacqueling got out of the bus and looked around her. It was typical of the small villages of that part of the country. The houses stood in two long lines on either side of the dusty road which led to the capital. In the square, the paint was peeling off the Town Hall, and some small children were running up and down its steps, laughing. On the other side there were a few old men sitting outside a cafe playing backgammon and smoking their pipes. A lonely donkey was quietly munching the long dry grass at the foot of the statue that stood in the center of the square. Jacqueling sighed. 三十二 68 1 01 Due to fog we regret that changes have been made to the scheduled departures. Flight LH302 is now due to leave at 10:00. Frankfurt airport is closed and this fight will be diverted to Wiesbaden. Flight BA314 will now leave at 10:20 and Flight AI411 at 10:25. Please await further announcements. 02 "Hello. This is John. I'm afraid I can't make it this evening. I've asked Peter to meet you but he can't get away from work until twenty past six. It seems better if you met at 6:50 at the entrance to Waterloo Station." 2 01 ... Well, you know there have been a lot of changes over the last few years. In fact, since 1978 the population has increased to about a quarter of a million. Unemployment is much better than in some cities. Now it's about five and a half per cent. Yes, but in 1978 it was only about three per cent. It's not bad, as I said. But there have been changes at the airport since we found oil. Since 1978 the number of aeroplane passengers has increased from 980,000 to 1,400,000. And over these last few years, from 1978 until now, the number of helicopter passengers has also increased enormously. It was 220,000 in 1978, but since then it's increased to 600,000.02 This time last week Roy Woods, a bus conductor from Streatham, in South London, was worried about money. He owed twenty pounds to his landlady in rent. Today he is rich, for last Saturday he won 120,000 pounds on the football pools. Last night he was interviewed on television by reporter Stan Edwards. Edwards: Well, Mr. Woods, what are you going to do now? Are you going to give up your job on the buses? Woods: Yes, I'm going to finish at the end of the week. Edwards: And what other plans have you got? Woods: Well, I'm going to buy a house. Edwards: Have you got a house of your own now? Woods: No, no, we live in a furnished flat. Edwards: Have you got a car? Woods: Yes, I've got an old Ford, but I'm going to buy a new car ... and my wife says she's going to have driving lessons! 03 Today, I'm going to tell you how to make stir-fried beef with ginger. This typically Guangzhou dish is one of the quickest and tastiest ways to cook beef. The ginger adds 69 spiciness. Serve it with ham and bean sprouts soup. See page 64. Ingredients: 350 grams of lean beef steak. Quarter of a teaspoon of salt. Two teaspoons of light soy sauce. Two teaspoons of dry wine. Half a teaspoon of sesame oil. One teaspoon of corn flour. One slice of fresh ginger. One table spoon of oil. One table spoon of chicken stock or water. And half a teaspoon of sugar. First, you put the beef in the freezing compartment of the refrigerator for twenty minutes. This will allow the meat to harden slightly for easier cutting. Then cut it into thin slices of about one and a half inches, that's three and a half centimetres long. Put the beef slices into a bowl. And add the salt, soy sauce, wine, sesame oil, and corn flour, and mix well. Let the slices soak for about fifteen minutes. Meanwhile, finely shred the ginger slice and set it aside. Heat a wok or large frying pan and add the oil. When it is very hot, stir-fry the beef for about two minutes. When all the beef is cooked, remove it, wipe the wok or pan clean and re-heat it. Add a little oil and stir-fry the ginger for a few seconds. Then add the stock or water and sugar. Quickly return the meat to the pan, and stir well. Turn the mixture onto a plate, and serve at once. 04 Julie has just arrived at Bob's house. She has bought a new camera. She wants Bob to show her how it works. Julie: You're a good photographer, Bob. Can you have a look at this camera and show me how it works? Bob: Yes, of course. It isn't difficult. But first you have to buy a film.Julie: (scornfully) I know that. Here's the film. Bob: Right. Now first you have to open the film compartment. Just press the release. Then you have to put a film cartridge in the compartment. Close it carefully. After that you have to push the lever until you see number 1 in the counter window. And then all you have to do is this look through the viewfinder and press the button. It's very easy. Julie: Thank you, Bob. Let's try it. I'm going to take your photograph, so say 'cheese'.05 Yes, I agree. Lovely breakfast. Very nice. Excellent coffee, especially, don't you think? Anyway, as I was telling you, it happens to me every time I go to a new place: I always end up paying twice or three times as much as I should for the first ride. But last night was the 70 worst ever. The train got in at about eleven, so I felt lucky to get one—though it looked a bit old and battered. But he was so polite—and you don't get much of that these days: 'Let me take your bags,' he says. 'No trouble,' he says. 'It's a hot, sticky night,' he says, 'but don't worry, madam, it's air-conditioned,' —and it was, surprisingly— 'just relax and I'll get you there in no time.' So we went for miles down this road and that road and he pointed out all sorts of buildings and other sights that he said I'd appreciate when I could see them properly in the morning. And he told me that though this was one of the few cities in the world where a woman could go at that time of night on her own and nothing to fear, even so, it was a good thing I'd taken a registered vehicle, because you never knew, did you? Though I couldn't see any special registration number of anything, and I didn't think to make a note of his licence plate—and it wouldn't have made any difference, I don't suppose. So here I am. And as you can see, if you look out of the window, that's the station! Just across the road! Anyway. Well, it's a lovely hotel, isn't it? Are you on holiday too? 3 01 My problem is with my mother, who is now well over seventy and a widow and becoming very fragile, and she really needs my help. But where she lives, in the country, there's no work available for me—I'm a designer—and she can't come and live with me because she says she doesn't like the climate because it's too bad for her rheumatism, which is actually true—it's very cold here. And if I go and work there as something else where she lives, perhaps as a secretary, it means we have to take drastic drop in salary. So I don't really know what to do. 三十三 1 01 (a) Tomatoes! Tomatoes! Forty p a pound. Yer lovely salad tomatoes today. Lots o'lovely mush. Fifty p half pound, and a punnet o'strawberries ... for one pound. (b) You have exactly three and a half hours before polling stations close. Three and a half hours, which means, obviously that you've got three and a half hours in which to cast your vote, a vote which I know you're all going to cast for Mary Hargreaves, the future member of Parliament. Mary Hargreaves has campaigned furiously and industriously over ...(c) Welcome to Tescos. May we inform our customers that today we have English strawberries on special offer at only sixty-five p a pound and raspberries at only forty-nine p a pound and loganberries at thirty-eight p a pound. We hope you will avail yourselves of our special offers.(d) (sound of applause and cheering in background) We can't continue the concert until people have cleared the central aisle. The space ... We've 71 got to keep the path clear for emergency services and we can't continue the music until it is cleared. Now, please, clear the central aisle! (e) End Apartheid! End Apartheid! Apartheid! Out! Out! Out! Free Africa! Free Africa! Black and white together! Black and white together! Apartheid out! Apartheid out! Out! Out! Out!(f) Er, now, a, a few points for all the stewards and demonstrators before we move off. Er ... er ... Can you be quiet, please! Now, will all the stewards please remember to walk on the outside of the column, on the outside, very important, and the demonstrators, please pay particular attention to the route. Now, we will be walking down Park Lane to, to Piccadilly and we will be going through Piccadilly Circus and Leicester Square and from then on into Trafalgar Square. No right turns, no left turns, straight on into Trafalgar Square. Is that OK?(g) Any old iron? Any old iron? Anybody, iron? Any old iron? 2 01 He's quite a solitary type of person, really. You know, he spends most of his time at home, reading, listening to the radio, things like that. He goes out to the pub occasionally, and he does quite a lot of singing, too—he belongs to the local choir, I believe—but you never see him at weekends. He's always off somewhere in the country, walking or fishing. He does a lot of fishing, actually—but always on his own. Funny sort of bloke. 02 Miss Barbara Pream, the Head of Pushet Advertising Agency, is being interviewed for a radio program on women and work. Interviewer: So, here you are, Miss Pream, right at the top of the profession in advertising. I suppose you have quite a lot of men working under you, don't you? Pream: Yes, I do. Most of my employees are men, in fact. Interviewer: I see. And they don't mind having a woman boss? Pream: No. Why should they? I'm good at my job. Interviewer: Yes, of course. But, tell me, Miss Pream, have you never thought ... about getting married? I mean, most women do think about it from time to time. Pream: But, I am married. Interviewer: I'm sorry. I didn't realize, Mrs. ... Pream: I prefer not to use my married name in the office. Interviewer: And your husband, how does he like being married to a career woman?Pream: He has nothing to complain about. Interviewer: No, of course not. By the way, what does he do? Pream: Well, he prefers to stay at home and run the house. He enjoys doing that as a matter of fact. 03 Beale: Well, uh ... I'll come straight to the point. As you know, your uncle, Eduardo Gatto, 72 died last December. Bruno: Yes. I was very sorry to hear that, even though I hadn't heard from him for a long time. Beale: Hmm. Did you know that he was a very rich man? Bruno: Uh ... n ... no ... I didn't. Beale: Yes. That's why I've come to see you. I ... I have some news for you.Bruno: What? Beale: He's left everything to you. Bruno: What?! Beale: Yes. The sum comes to more than two million Australian dollars. Bruno: What?! I ... I can't believe it. Beale: It's all true. In his will, Mr. Gatto left clear instructions that I should come to London personally to see you. Bruno: I ... I just can't get over it. I ... I feel it's just ... just too good to be true.Beale: Oh, it's true all right. Believe me. However, there are certain restrictions about how you can use the money. Would you like me to go through them with you now? Bruno: Yes, yes. Please do! Beale: Well, first of all, you mustn't spend it all at once. The money will be paid to you gradually, over a period of ten years. Bruno: Yes, yes ... I understand, but, before you go on, could you tell me how my uncle made all this money? Beale: Pizza. Bruno: Pardon? Beale: Pizza. You know, the thing people eat, with cheese and ... Bruno: Yes, yes, of course! But how could he make so much money with pizza?Beale: Well, he introduced it into Australia just before it became very popular. And he set up a chain of pizza restaurants. They're very successful. He was a very intelligent, good businessman. Bruno: It's strange that he never wrote to us. Never. I know he was very fond of me.Beale: But he couldn't. That was his problem. Bruno: Pardon? He couldn't what? Beale: Write. Bruno: He couldn't ... Do you really mean he couldn't ... Beale: Write. Even though he was very intelligent. And that brings me to the other restriction in his will. You must use part of the money for your own further education. Mr. Gatto was a great believer in it. He always regretted he didn't get one himself. 04 Cathy: I'm fed up with sitting on packing cases, Joe. Don't you think we could buy at least two chairs? Joe: Do you know how match new chairs cost? One cheap comfortable armchair ... eighty pounds. Cathy: Yes, I know. It's terrible. But I have an idea. Why don't we look for chairs at a street market? I've always wanted to see one. 73 Joe: All right. Which one shall we go to? Cathy: Portobello Road, I think. There are a lot of second-hand things there. But we'll have to go tomorrow. It's only open on Saturdays. Joe: What time do you want to go? Not too early I hope. Cathy: The guide-book says the market is open from nine to six. It's a very popular market so we'd better be there when it opens. Joe: Right. I'll set the alarm. * * * Cathy: Oh, Joe. Look at the crowd. Joe: They must have the same guide-book that we have. Cathy: But it's very exciting ... look at that old table-cloth and those beautiful curtains.Joe: Aren't we looking for chairs? Cathy: Yes, but we need curtains. Come on. * * * Cathy: Whew. I'm so tired that I can't even remember what we've bought. Joe: I can. A lot of rubbish. I'll make some tea. You can have a look at our 'bargains'.Cathy: Joe, the curtains are beautiful but they're very dirty. Joe: What did you say? Cathy: I said the curtains were very dirty. Joe: Why don't you wash them? Cathy: I can't. They're too big. I'll have them dry-cleaned. Joe: And what are you going to do about those holes. Can you mend them? Cathy: I can't. I can't sew. I'll have them mended. Joe: How much will all that cost? I never want to see another bargain ... and we still haven't got any chairs. 3 01 One night, Mrs. Riley, an elderly widow, was walking along a dark, London street. She was carrying her handbag in one hand and a plastic carrier bag in the other. There was nobody else ill the street except two youths. They were standing in a dark shop doorway. One of them was very tall with fair hair; the other was short and fat with a beard and moustache. The youths waited for a few moments, and then ran quickly and quietly towards Mrs. Riley. The tall youth held her from behind while the other youth tried to snatch her handbag. Suddenly, Mrs. Riley threw the tall youth over her shoulder. He crashed into the other youth and they both landed on the ground. Without speaking, Mrs. Riley struck both of them on the head with her handbag, and walked calmly away. The two surprised youths were still sitting on the ground when Mrs. Riley crossed the street towards a door with a lighted sign above it. Mrs. Riley paused, turned round, smiled at the youths and walked into the South West London Judo Club. 02 (The scene is in a bank. A clerk is sitting behind the desk and a customer is writing out a cheque.) 74 Clerk: Would you mind showing me your cheque card? Customer: Certainly. Here you are. (Suddenly a robber bursts in, he is holding a gun.) Robber: This is a hold-up! (points gun at Clerk) Hands up! Hand over the money or I'll shoot.Clerk: Just a minute. Would you mind waiting your turn? This lady was before you.Robber: All right, but hurry up! Clerk: (to the customer) How would you like the money? Customer: In fives, please. (Clerk counts out the money and hands it to the Customer, who goes to the side to count the money.) Clerk: (to the Robber) Now then, sir. What can I do for you? Robber: I've just told you. This is a hold-up and I want some money.Clerk: Well, I'm afraid it's not that easy. If you want me to give you some money, you'll have to open account first. Robber: Do you mean that if I open all account, then you'll give me some money?Clerk: That would be the first step. Robber: Okay, I'll open an account. Hand over the form. Quickly. Clerk: (gets a form) Here we are. Just fill it in and sign at the bottom.Robber: I haven't got a pen! Customer: You could borrow mine if you like. Robber: Thanks. (The Robber tries to fill in the form, but has difficulties because he is holding the gun in his right hand and is unable to write with his left hand.) Customer: If it would make things easier, I'll hold that for you (points to gun).Robber: Okay. (The Customer holds the gun while the Robber fills in the form. When the Robber has finished, the Customer hands back the gun. ) Robber: Right. Now hand over the money. Quickly. Clerk: I'm sorry, but before we can open the account you'll need referees.Robber: (points to Customer) Will she do? Customer: I'd be happy to write a reference. Clerk: No, she doesn't know you well enough. Robber: What about my doctor? Clerk: Yes, that'll be fine for one. And the other? Robber: (thinks hard) Would my probation officer do? Clerk: Yes, I should think so. Would you like to ask him to fill in these forms and then bring them back next week? Robber: So, if I bring back these forms next week, you'll give me some money?Clerk: Well, we'll see what we can do. Robber: (holds up forms and puts gun away) Right, then, I'll see you next week. Thanks for being so helpful. Clerk: It's all part of the service. Good morning. Robber: Good morning. Customer: Good morning. 75 三十四 1 01 Special announcement for Mr. Valans. Would Mr. Valans, passenger on Pan Am Flight Number 35212 to New York, please contact the Pan Am transfer desk immediately. Mr. Valans to contact the Pan Am transfer desk immediately, please. 02 This is a security announcement. Passengers are reminded not to leave their baggage unattended at any time. Passengers must not leave their baggage unattended. Unattended bags will be removed immediately by the police. 03 Kenya Airways to Rome and Nairobi, Flight Number 155, boarding now Gate Number 10. Kenya Airways, Gate Number 10. 04 Your attention please. Olympic Airways Flight Number 563 to Athens boarding now at Gate Number 31. Olympic Airways to Athens, Gate Number 31. 05 Would passenger Aldo Betini, who arrived from Rome, please go to the meeting point. Aldo Betini to the meeting point, please. 06 BA wish to apologise for the delay of their Flight Number 516 to New York. This is due to the late positioning of the aircraft to the stand. 2 01 Assistant: Good morning, sir. Man: Good morning. I wonder if you can help. I've lost my coat. Assistant: Where did you lose it, sir? Man: Er ... I left it on the ... um ... underground yesterday morning. Assistant: Can you describe it? Man: Well, it's a full-length brown overcoat with a check pattern on it. It's got a wide belt, and one of those thick furry collars that keep your ears warm. It's a very nice coat, actually. 76 Assistant: Hmm. I'm afraid we haven't got anything like that, sir. Sorry.Man: Well, to tell you the truth, I lost another coat last week. On the bus. It's a three-quarter length coat—it's grey, with big black buttons and a black belt. Assistant: Sorry, sir. Nothing like that. Man: Hmm. And then only this morning I left my white raincoat in a park. It's got a silk lining ... Assistant: Look, sir. I'm a busy woman. If you really need a coat so badly, there's a very good second-hand clothes shop just round the corner ... 02 Doctor: Well, how's the patient this morning? Nurse: He appears to have had a very restless night. Doctor: Oh. Was he in very severe pain? Nurse: Yes. I'm afraid he was, doctor. Doctor: Hmm. In that case, I think we'd better increase his dosage of diamorphine.Nurse: Yes, doctor. By how much? Doctor: Let's see. How much is he on at the moment? Nurse: Five milligrammes. Doctor: Hmm. Increase it to fifty. Nurse: Fifty? All at once? Doctor: Yes, that's what I said, nurse. Nurse: But that's an increase of forty-five milligrammes. Doctor: I'm quite aware of that. However, when I operated on the patient yesterday, I found his abdomen was riddled with carcinoma. I'm sure you realize what that means.Nurse: Yes, I do, doctor. But I still don't feel I can accept responsibility for administering such an increase. Doctor: Can't you? What exactly do you suggest, then? Nurse: That if you're convinced it's the right thing to do, you ought to administer the injection yourself. Doctor: Hmm. I see what you mean. Very well, I will. 03 Woman: What did you do during the earthquake, James? James: Stayed in bed. Woman: What do you mean? Didn't you try to get outside? James: No. I'd got terrible flu, so I just stayed in bed. Woman: So what happened? James: Well, I must have slept through the first earthquake although nobody believes me. They said it was so noisy. Then I woke up about four in the morning. Still feeling terrible with the flu. Eyes running, nose running. You know how you feel when you've got the flu.Woman: Don't I just. I've been lucky so far this year, though. James: So I decided to get up and make a cup of tea. I'd just got into the kitchen when I started to feel all unsteady on my feet. Then I got this roaring noise in my ears. I still thought it was the flu, you see. 77 Woman: So what happened then? James: Well, I slowly realized that it wasn't me feeling dizzy and the noises weren't in my head. I heard the people upstairs screaming. The wooden floor started moving up and down, the doors and windows started rattling and banging, all the kitchen cupboards were thrown open and cups and saucers came crashing to the floor, the kitchen clock fell from the wall ...Woman: Well, what did you do? James: What could I do? I just stood there and watched. Woman: Why didn't you try to get out? James: Oh, I couldn't be bothered. I was feeling so terrible with the flu. I just went back to my bedroom. Some books had fallen from the bookcase and that little porcelain vase had rolled to the floor but fortunately didn't break. I even had to look for my transistor radio under the bed. I picked it up and switched it on and they were telling people to go and sleep in the parks.Woman: So why didn't you? James: I told you, I was feeling too ill. And the nearest park is a long walk from my flat. And I didn't want to be with a lot of people. So I just stayed in bed and hoped for the best. I didn't really think the house was going to fall down around me. Though several did, I found out later. Woman: Yes. I was sitting in a cafe when the first one started and the whole place started to shake. People were running and screaming and pushing to get out ... 3 01 Martin, Robert and Jean are being interviewed on the subject of friendship. Interviewer: How important are friends to you, Martin? Martin: I've never had a lot of friends. I've never regarded them as particularly important. Perhaps that's because I come from a big family. Two brothers and three sisters. And lots of cousins. And that's what's really important to me. My family. The different members of my family. If you really need help, you get it from your family, don't you? Well, at least that's what I've always found. Interviewer: What about you, Jean? Jean: To me, friendship ... having friends ... people I know I can really count on ... to me that's the most important thing in life. It's more important even than love. If you love someone, you can always fall out of love again, and that can lead to a lot of hurt feelings, bitterness, and so on. But a good friend is a friend for life. Interviewer: And what exactly do you mean by a friend? Jean: Well, I've already said, someone you know you can count on. I suppose what I really mean is ... let's see, how am I going to put this ... it's someone who will help you if you need help, who'll listen to you when you talk about your problems ... someone you can trust.Interviewer: What do you mean by a friend, Robert? Robert: Someone who likes the same things that you do, who you can argue with and not lose your temper, even if you don't always agree about things. I mean someone who you don't have to talk to all the time but can be silent with, perhaps. That's important, too. You can just sit together and not say very much sometimes. Just relax. I don't like people who talk all the time. 78 Interviewer: Are you very good at keeping in touch with your friends if you don't see them regularly? Robert: No, not always. I've lived in lots of places, and, to be honest, once I move away, I often do drift out of touch with my friends. And I'm not a very good letter writer, either. Never have been. But I know that if I saw those friends again, if I ever moved back to the same place, or for some other reason we got back into close contact again, I'm sure the friendship would be just as strong as it was before. Jean: Several of my friends have moved away, got married, things like that. One of my friends has had a baby recently, and I'll admit I don't see her or hear from her as much as I used to ... She lives in another neighborhood and when I phone her, she always seems busy. But that's an exception. I write a lot of letters to my friends and get a lot of letters from them. I have a friend I went to school with and ten years ago she emigrated to Canada, but she still writes to me every month, and I write to her just as often. 02 Bill Walker works for an import-export company. Last Wednesday morning Bill rang his office at nine o'clock. His boss, Mr. Thompson, answered the phone. Mr. Thompson: Hello, Thompson here ... Bill: Hello. This is Bill Walker. Mr. Thompson: Oh, hello, Bill. Bill: I'm afraid I can't come to work today, Mr. Thompson. Mr. Thompson: Oh, what's the problem? Bill: I've got a very sore throat. Mr. Thompson: Yes, you sound ill on the phone. Bill: Yes, I'll stay in bed today, but I'll be able to come tomorrow. Mr. Thompson: That's all right, Bill. Stay in bed until you feel well enough to work.Bill: Thank you, Mr. Thompson ... Goodbye. Mr. Thompson: Goodbye, Bill. * * * Mr. Thompson liked Bill very much. At 12:30 he got into his car, drove to a shop and bought some fruit for him. He went to Bill's flat and rang the doorbell. Bill's wife, Susan, answered the door. Susan: Oh, Mr. Thompson! Hello ... how are you? Mr. Thompson: Fine, thanks, Susan. I've just come to see Bill. How is he?Susan: He doesn't look very well. I wanted him to see the doctor. Mr. Thompson: I'll go in and see him ... Hello, Bill! Bill: Oh ... hello ... hello, Mr. Thompson ... er ... er ... Mr. Thompson: I've brought some fruit for you, Bill. Bill: Thank you very much, Mr. Thompson. Mr. Thompson: Well, ... I had to pass your house anyway. How's your throat?Bill: It seems a little better. I'll be OK tomorrow. Mr. Thompson: Well, don't come in until you feel better. Bill: All right ... but I'm sure I'll be able to come in tomorrow. Mr. Thompson: Goodbye, Bill. 79 Bill: Goodbye, Mr. Thompson. * * * At three o'clock in the afternoon, Mr. Thompson locked his office door, and switched on his portable television. He wanted to watch an important international football match. It was England against Brazil. Both teams were playing well, but neither team could score a goal. The crowd were cheering and booing. It was very exciting. * * * Then at 3:20, England scored from a penalty. Mr. Thompson jumped out of his chair. He was very excited. He was smiling happily when suddenly the cameraman focused on the crowd. Mr. Thompson's smile disappeared and he looked very angry. Bill Walker's face, in close-up, was there on the screen. He didn't look ill, and he didn't sound ill. He was smiling happily and cheering wildly! 三十五 1 01 (1) (Ringing of phone) Woman: Four six four o. Can I help you? Narrator: Stop. (2) Man: His line's busy at the moment. Do you want to hold? Narrator: Stop. (3) Woman: There's no reply on that number. I'll try Mr. Shaw. Narrator: Stop. (4) (Ringing of phone) Man: This is Karim Premji speaking. I'm afraid I'm out of the office at the moment. If you could leave your name and number when you hear the tone, I'll get back to you as soon as possible. (Tone) Narrator: Stop. 2 01 Henry: Cigarette? Tony: Oh ... er ... thanks, Henry ... Um, do you have a light? Henry: Sorry. Here. 80 Tony: Thanks. Lovely day. Pity I'm on duty. Henry: I'll stand in for you if you like. I've got nothing else to do. Tony: Oh no, I couldn't possibly ... Henry: Go on. Go off and have a good time. Here—you can have the Mini if you like.Tony: But ... are you sure, Henry? Henry: Of course I am. Take Jill up the mountains, or something. Tony: That's ever so good of you, Henry. Oh, you ... er ... you won't tell anyone, will you ... I mean, I am on duty. Henry: Not a word. Bye, Tony—enjoy yourself. Tony: Thanks, Henry. I won't forget this ... Henry: Damned right you won't, you poor fool! 02 Three people are describing their dreams. 1. I knew that the brakes of my car needed repairing, but I did nothing about it, until one night I dreamt I was driving my car along a familiar road. Suddenly I had to brake because I was driving towards a wall. However, when I put my foot on the brake nothing happened and I crashed into the wall. 2. I was walking down an unfamiliar road when I reached a dark and miserable house. Grey clouds covered the sky, and so I went inside the house where I found a poor, pathetic person, wearing clothes similar to those my wife wore. I didn't recognize her and felt sorry for her. There was nothing else in the dream but when I woke the next morning, I felt the misery and unhappiness of it all day. 3. One day I was sitting in my office, listening to a group of colleagues whispering and talking about me. I couldn't hear what they were saying but it worried me. That night I dreamt exactly the same sequence again, except that in my dream I saw something I'd missed during the day. While they were whispering they were all looking down at something. The next morning when I woke up I realized exactly why they'd been whispering and talking about me. That day was my birthday. Wasn't it possible that they'd been looking down at a birthday card? My dream was right. I did get a card from my colleagues, whom I'd suspected of talking about me. 03 Woman: The trouble with education in Britain, I think, lies with the teachers. I don't think teachers get nearly enough training in actually how to teach rather than the subject. I think they're too serious, too academic; they're not imaginative enough. And that means that there's not enough excitement in the classroom for children to get interested in the subject.Man: Yes, I agree. I think there's too much theoretical teaching given and not enough practical education, with the result that pupils are far too busy studying for exams to have time to learn about life itself and how to, how to live in the world. Woman: Mm. I think all teachers should be at least twenty-five before they start teaching. I think they should be forced to live in the outside world, rather than go from the classroom to the university and back to the classroom again. 81 04 I had a working mother when I was a young girl. She went back to work when I was ten and my brother was fourteen. She taught at a school of dress design. I studied English at university. Then I got a job with an advertising agency as an assistant. I studied English so I could get a good job with a good company. In 1980 I went abroad with a friend. We spent a month in California. Then I worked for a company which sold cassette tapes and books for English conversation. I was still single at twenty-five, then my parents started to worry because their daughter wasn't married. Our neighbors and relations were asking when I would marry and they began to talk about an arranged marriage. In Japan they don't force you to marry someone, but they may give you a chance to meet someone. I am very interested in jazz and I met my husband in a Jazz club. My parents didn't want their daughter to marry a foreigner. They didn't want me to come to England, but now I work in London for a Japanese newspaper. 3 01 Once upon a time, there was a rich Caliph in Baghdad. He was very famous because he was wise and kind. One morning he sent his servant, Abdul, to the market to buy some fruit. As Abdul was walking through the market, he suddenly felt very cold. He knew that somebody was behind him. He turned round and saw a tall man, dressed in black. He couldn't see the man's face, only his eyes. The man was staring at him, and Abdul began to shiver. "Who are you? What do you want?" Abdul asked. The man in black didn't reply. "What's your name?" Abdul asked nervously. "I ... am ... Death," the stranger replied coldly and turned away. Abdul dropped his basket and ran all the way back to the Caliph's house. He rushed into the Caliph's room. "Excuse me, master. I have to leave Baghdad immediately," Abdul said. "But why? What's happened?" the Caliph asked. "I've just met Death in the market," Abdul replied. "Are you certain?" said the Caliph. "Yes, I'm certain. He was dressed in black, and he stared at me. I'm going to my father's house in Samarra. If I go at once, I'll be there before sunset." The Caliph could see that Abdul was terrified and gave him permission to go to Samarra. The Caliph was puzzled. He was fond of Abdul and he was angry because Abdul had been badly frightened by the stranger in the market. He decided to go to the market and investigate. When he found the man in black, he spoke to him angrily. "Why did you frighten my servant?" "Who is your servant?" the stranger replied. "His name is Abdul," answered the Caliph. "I didn't want to frighten him. I was just surprised to see him in Baghdad." "Why were you surprised?" the Caliph asked. "I was surprised because I've got an appointment with him ... tonight ... in Samarra!" 82 02 Dennis: You've been seeing Steve again, haven't you? Cynthia: What are you talking about? Dennis: You know as well as I do. One of my friends saw you together in a restaurant yesterday evening. Cynthia: Listen, Dennis. Look, I'm sorry. I was going to tell you. I really was.Dennis: Well, why didn't you? Why did you ... Why did you lie to me? Cynthia: But I didn't lie! How can you say that? Dennis: Yes, you did! You told me that your relationship with him was all over.Cynthia: But it is, darling! It ended more than a year ago. Dennis: Did it? Then why did you go out with him yesterday? Cynthia: Because he phoned me and said he had some business to discuss with me. What's wrong with that! Dennis: Nothing. But if that's true, why did you tell me you were going to have dinner with your mother yesterday evening? Cynthia: Because ... because I thought you'd be terribly jealous if I told you I was going to see Steve. And you are. Dennis: I'm not. I simply can't understand why you lied to me. Cynthia: I've already told you. But you just won't believe me. Dennis: That all you did was discuss business together? Of course, I can't believe that!Cynthia: Well, that's exactly what we did! And it isn't true that I lied to you about my mother. When I told you that, I intended to see her. But then Steve rang and said he needed my advice about something. Dennis: About what? Cynthia: A legal matter. Dennis: A legal matter? Why should he ask your advice about a legal matter? You aren't a lawyer. Cynthia: No, but you are! And that's what he wanted to talk to me about. Somebody recommended to him. But before he contacted you, he wanted to know if I thought you'd be willing to help him. I said I didn't know. Dennis: Help your ... ex-boyfriend? Give him legal advice? I'm not going to do that.Cynthia: That's what I thought you'd say. I knew it. 03 Policeman: Good morning, madam. Can I help you? Mrs. Trott: Oh, I do hope so, constable. Something dreadful has happened.Policeman: Well, sit down and tell me all about it and we'll see what can be done.Mrs. Trott: I've lost my Harold. I think he's left me. Policeman: Oh, it's a missing person case, is it? Let me just fill in this form, madam. Here we are. Now, the name is Harold. Right? Mrs. Trott: That's right, little Harold. Policeman: I'll just put 'Harold' on the form, madam. What is his second name?Mrs. Trott: Well, the same as mine, I suppose. Trott. Yes, yes. Harold Trott.Policeman: Address? 83 Mrs. Trott: 15 Bermard Street, W12. Policeman: 15 Bermard Street, W12. And when did you last see Harold, Mrs. Trott?Mrs. Trott: Early this morning. In the park. Policeman: And had there been any quarrel? Any argument? Anything which would account for his leaving? Mrs. Trott: Well, he'd been a very naughty boy so I hit him with a stick and he tried to bite me and I'm afraid he got very angry and just ran away. My little Harold. Policeman: Yes, madam. I can see that this is very upsetting for you, but I'll have to ask you a few more questions. Now, what time exactly did you go to the park with Harold?Mrs. Trott: Oh, eight o'clock. On the dot every day. We go for a nice stroll in the park each morning, you see. Policeman: Eight o'clock. Mrs. Trott: Yes, I take him out to do his ... er ... to do his job. Policeman: Sorry, madam? Mrs. Trott: His job, you know. Policeman: Oh. Ah. Er ... yes. Er ... How old is Harold, madam? Mrs. Trott: He must be six and a half now. Policeman: And you have to take him into the park to do his ... Mrs. Trott: Yes. He loves it. Policeman: What's his height? Mrs. Trott: Oh, I don't think he could be more than eleven inches tall.Policeman: Eleven ... er ... we are talking about a little boy, are we not, madam?Mrs. Trott: A boy? A little boy? Good heavens, no! It's my Harold, my little Harold.Policeman: (sighs) Dog or cat, madam? Mrs. Trott: Dog, of course. You couldn't call a cat Harold, could you? Policeman: Of course not, madam. What breed? Mrs. Trott: Poodle. From a very good family. He's a dark brown with lovely velvet fur and has two little white rings on his front feet and a dear little spot on his forehead. Oh, constable, you'll do everything you can to find him for me, won't you? And he'll be wandering around all lost and doesn't know how to look after himself. He's so friendly, he'd just follow any stranger ... 三十六 1 01 Dialogue 1: Passenger: West London Air Terminal, please. I have to be there by 11:10.Taxi Driver: I can't promise, but I'll do my best. Taxi Driver: You're just in time. Seventy pence, please. Passenger: Thanks a lot. Here's eighty pence. You can keep the change. Dialogue 2: 84 Passenger: Do you think you can get me to Victoria by half past? Taxi Driver: We should be OK if the lights are with us. Taxi Driver: You've still got five minutes to spare. Seventy pence, please.Passenger: Thanks very much indeed. Here's a pound, give me twenty pence, please.Dialogue 3: Passenger: Piccadilly, please. I have an appointment at 10:30. Taxi Driver: I think we can make it if we get a move on. Taxi Driver: Here we are, sir. Eighty pence, please. Passenger: Many thanks. Let's call it a pound. Dialogue 4: Passenger: Paddington, please. I want to catch the 11:15. Taxi Driver: We'll be all right if there are no hold-ups. Taxi Driver: This is it, sir. Seventy pence, please. Passenger: Thank you. Here's the fare, and this is for you. 2 01 —No luck then, John? —Afraid not, sir. Not yet, anyhow. We're still checking on stolen cars. —Mm. —Where do you think he'll head for, sir? —Well, he definitely won't try to leave the country yet. He may try to get a passport, and he'll certainly need clothes and money. He'll probably get in touch with Cornfield for those, so I expect he'll make for Birmingham. —Right. I'll put some men on the house. —Yes, do that. Mind you, I doubt if he'll show up there in person. Hammond's no fool, you know. I should think he'll probably telephone. —What about his wife? —Mm. I shouldn't think he'll go anywhere near her—though he might get her to join him after he's left the country. And when he does leave, he probably won't use a major airport, either. So you'd better alert the coastguard, and keep an eye on the private airfields.—Right, sir. I'd better get his description circulated. —Yes. He may change his appearance, of course, but I don't expect he'll be able to do much about the tattoos ... And John—be careful. He could be armed. And if I know Hammond, he certainly won't give himself up without a fight. 02 A lot of young people today find it difficult to get a job, especially in the first few months after they leave school. This is much more of a problem now than it has ever been in the past. In some parts of the country sixty or even seventy per cent of young people in the last years of school will be without a job for a whole year after leaving school. Our Jobs Information Service has been in touch with thousands of young people over the 85 last two or three years, talking to them about their hopes and their fears, and we have in fact been able to give a lot of help and advice to young people who have just left school. Are you recently out of school and still without a job? Or are you still at school and worried about getting a job when you leave? We have found that many people don't know who to talk to and sometimes don't know what questions to ask. That is why our experience at Jobs Information Service is so important. It will cost you nothing—just a phone call. If you would like to talk to us—and we are here to talk to you—then please phone 24987 any day between 9:00 and 5:30.03 Man: I want to do something tonight for a change, let's go out. Brian: All right, let's go to the movies. Woman: In this heat? Are you joking? Brian: We can go to an outdoor movie. Do you think I'd suggest an indoor one in the middle of the summer in San Diego? Man: I'd rather go out for a meal. Woman: Yes, that sounds a better idea. The outdoor movies are so uncomfortable.Brian: Why don't we do both at the same time? We could pick up some take-away food and eat it in the movie. Man: That sounds like fun. What a good idea. Woman: But they never show any good films in the summer. At least not any of the new ones. All you get is the old classics. Brian: And what's wrong with them? Woman: Oh nothing, it's just that we've seen them all half a dozen times. Brian: But that's why they're classics. They're worth seeing again and again.Man: You've got a point there, Brian. My main objection to outdoor movies is that you can never hear properly. You hear all the traffic from outside. Brian: Well, we can find a foreign film with subtitles, then you don't need to hear the sound.Woman: Supposing it's a musical. Brian: Oh trust you to say that! I think it would be fun to sit watching an old film and eating a meal at the same time. Woman: Last time I went to an outdoor movie, I bought a bar of chocolate to eat as I went in. It was a horror film and I was so shocked I just sat there holding my bar of chocolate until the interval when I found it had melted in my hand and run all down my dress. That was an expensive evening out. Man: Well, we won't go and see a horror film, darling, and take-away meals don't melt.04 Presenter: Good evening and welcome to "Interesting Personalities." Tonight we've got a real treat in store for you. We have here in the studio Mrs. Annie Jarman of Bristol.Mrs. Jarman: Hello. That's me. Presenter: Say hello to the listeners, Mrs. Jarman. Mrs. Jarman: I just did. Hello again. Presenter: Now Mrs. Jarman is eighty-four years old. 86 Mrs. Jarman: Nearly eighty-four. Presenter: Sorry, nearly eighty-four years old and she holds ... Mrs. Jarman: Not quite. Presenter: Yes, I explained. Now Mrs. Jarman holds the English record ...Mrs. Jarman: Eighty-three years, ten months and fifteen days. Presenter: Good, well, now that we've got that out of the way. Mrs. Jarman holds the English record for having failed her driving test the most times.Mrs. Jarman: I'm still trying. Presenter: Quite. Now precisely how many times have you failed your driving test, Mrs. Jarman? Mrs. Jarman: Well, the last attempt last Wednesday brought it up to fifty-seven times.Presenter: Over how long a period? Mrs. Jarman: Twenty-eight years. Presenter: What do you think is the cause of this record number of failures?Mrs. Jarman: Bad driving. Presenter: Yes, quite. Well, it would be. But in what way do you drive badly?Mrs. Jarman: Every way. Presenter: Every way? Mrs. Jarman: Yes. I hit thing. That's the really big problem, but I'm working on that. Also I can't drive round corners. Each time I come to a corner I just drive straight on.Presenter: Ah, yes, that would be a problem. Mrs. Jarman: It causes havoc at roundabouts. Presenter: I can imagine. And how many examiners have you had in all this time?Mrs. Jarman: Fifty-seven. None of them would examine me twice. Several left the job, said it was too dangerous. One of them got out of the car at the end of the test, walked away and was never seen again. Presenter: Oh dear. But why do you drive so badly? Mrs. Jarman: I blame the examiners. It's all their fault. They don't do their job properly.Presenter: Really? In what way? Mrs. Jarman: They distract my attention. They keep talking to me. Turn left, turn right, park here. By the time I've turned round to ask them what they said we're half way through a field or slowly sinking into a pond surrounded by ducks. They should keep quiet and let me concentrate. Presenter: But they have to tell you where to go, Mrs. Jarman. Mrs. Jarman: Then they should give me time to stop each time before speaking to me. Why do you think they have those notices on the buses, 'Do not speak to the driver', eh? I'm surprised there aren't more accidents. Presenter: How long do your tests usually last, Mrs. Jarman? Mrs. Jarman: Two or three minutes. Not longer. They've usually jumped out by then. Except the last one. Presenter: And how long did that last? Mrs. Jarman: Four hours and twenty-five minutes, exactly, from beginning to end.Presenter: Four hours and twenty-five minutes? Mrs. Jarman: Yes. You see, I'd got on the motorway and as I told you I can't turn right or left, 87 so we didn't stop until I hit a post box just outside London. Presenter: And was the examiner still with you? Mrs. Jarman: Oh, yes, he'd fainted much earlier on. Presenter: Well, there we are. That's the end of "Interesting Personalities" for this week. Thank you Mrs. Jarman for coming along and telling us about your experiences with cars.Mrs. Jarman: Can I just say a word? Presenter: Er ... yes. Go ahead. Mrs. Jarman: I'd just like to say if there are any driving instructors in the Bristol area listening in, well, I'd like to say thank you very much and my offer to pay double still holds good if any of them will come back. Thank you. Presenter: Thank you, Mrs. Jarman, and good night. Mrs. Jarman: I won't give up. 3 01 A psychiatrist who has studied the legend of Bonnie and Clyde compares the characters of the two. Interviewer: So in your book why do you focus more on Bonnie than you have on Clyde?Shivel: Bonnie had something which Clyde completely lacked. Style. And she was also far more intelligent than he was. Without her, there never would have a legend. He was just a rather stupid hoodlum who got into difficult situations almost by accident and then started shooting wildly. She was a much warmer, more generous person. Interviewer: But she could be very ruthless, couldn't she? I mean what about that policeman she shot in Grapevine, Texas? Didn't she laugh about it? Shivel: Well, first of all, we don't know if that's what actually happened. A farmer says he saw her shoot the second policeman and then laugh. That's the only evidence we have that she actually did that. But even if the story is true, the whole incident illustrates this warmer, almost motherly, side to her character. Interviewer: Motherly? How does the incident of shooting a policeman illustrate that she was motherly? Shivel: Well ... uh ... just let me finish. You see, the day before the shooting, Bonnie and Clyde were driving about with a pet rabbit in the car. Bonnie's pet rabbit. Clyde started complaining because the rabbit stank. So they stopped and washed the rabbit in a stream. The rabbit almost died because of the shock of the very cold water. Bonnie got very worried, and wrapped the rabbit in a blanket and held it close to her as they drove on. Then, the next morning, when the rabbit still wasn't any better, she made Clyde stop and build a fire. She was sitting in front of that fire, trying to get the rabbit warm when the two policemen drove up and got out. Probably the policemen had no idea who was there. They just wanted to see who was burning a fire and why. A moment later, as we know, they were both dead. All because of that pet rabbit which Bonnie wanted to mother. And ...uh ... perhaps ... in a strange way, Clyde was something like a pet rabbit, too. She was attracted to him because he was weaker than she was and needed someone to mother him. It's strange, you know, but strong, intelligent women are often attracted to such men ... weaker than they are ... men who are like children, or pet rabbits. 88 02 Psychiatrist: Goodbye Mr. er ... um ... er ... Just keep taking those tablets and you'll be all right in no time. Next please. Good morning, Mrs. er ... your first visit, is it?Mrs. Parkinson: Yes, doctor. Psychiatrist: I see. Well, let me just fill in this form. Name? Mrs. Parkinson: Parkinson. Enid Parkinson. (Crunch) Mrs. Psychiatrist: So you're married, Mrs. Parkinson. Mrs. Parkinson: (Crunch) Yes. Psychiatrist: I see. Now, your date of birth, please. Mrs. Parkinson: Wednesday the twelfth of June. Psychiatrist: No, not your birthday, Mrs. Parkinson. Your date of birth. Mrs. Parkinson: (Crunch) Twelfth of June 1946. But not a word to my husband, mind, he thinks it was 1956. Psychiatrist: 1946. Right. Now, What seems to be the trouble? Mrs. Parkinson: (Crunch) Well, it's nothing very much, doctor. It's just that (crunch) I can't stop (crunch) eating these crisps (crunch). Psychiatrist: Yes, I had noticed that you seemed to be getting through rather a lot of them. Er ... do you mind picking up those two empty bags off the floor, please? Thank you. Now, when did this problem start? Mrs. Parkinson: (Crunch) About six months ago. My husband and I won a. huge box of crisps in a talent competition. And we've not been able (crunch) to stop eating them ever since. It's costing us a fortune. (Crunch) Psychiatrist: I see. Now, what do you think about when you're eating these crisps?Mrs. Parkinson: More (crunch) crisps. Psychiatrist: I see. And what do the crisps remind you of? Mrs. Parkinson: (Crunch) Potatoes. (Crunch) Potato crisps. (Crunch) All nice, crisp and golden brown with plenty of salt on them. Psychiatrist: I see. But don't they remind you of anything else? Mrs. Parkinson: (Crunch) Cheese. Cheese crisps. Cheddar crisps. Roquefort crisps. Edam crisps. Oh, I'd definitely say they remind me of cheese. Psychiatrist: Yes, they certainly seem to do that. Does anything else come to mind when you're eating these vast amounts of crisps? Mrs. Parkinson: Not much, apart from crisps, doctor. (Crunch) If I'm really on form I can work up an appetite for, oh, paprika crisps, or shrimp crisps or even ham and bacon crisps.Psychiatrist: And have you made any effort to stop eating these crisps? Mrs. Parkinson: Oh, no. I wouldn't want to (crunch) eat anything else. I like my crisps.Psychiatrist: But if you don't want to stop eating them, why come to a psychiatrist?Mrs. Parkinson: (Crunch) Well, it's the noise, doctor. (Crunch) My husband complains he can't hear the telly. And the neighbors bang on the walls late at night. (Crunch) Say they can't sleep. I've offered them a whole box so that ... so that they can do the same, but (crunch) they say they'd rather sleep. Psychiatrist: I should have thought earplugs would have been a more sensible thing to offer them. 89 Mrs. Parkinson: Earplugs! That's it! The problem's solved. (Crunch) Thank you. Thank you very much, doctor. Psychiatrist: Er ... Mrs ... um ... Mrs. Parkinson: Parkinson. Psychiatrist: Parkinson, yes. Er ... could I have a crisp? Mrs. Parkinson: Certainly, (crunch) doctor. Here, have a couple of bags. Psychiatrist: Oh, thank you, Mrs. Parkinson. Oh, paprika with cheese. (Crunch) Thank you so much and good day. (Crunch, crunch, crunch, crunch, crunch) 三十七 1 01 Presenter: Now before the weather report, we have some road news for you from Philip Thomson. Philip Thomson: Yes, well, the A4l is still very busy at the Dome roundabout this morning. Harrow Road, the A404, Harrow Road is now flowing freely, no problems there. The other congestion we have is in the A1M up near Hatfield. The M1 is heavy but at least is moving along, a little bit slower than normal. In Hammersmith, road repairs between Ridge Street and King Street are causing delay. Finally, a demonstration march at twelve thirty will cause congestion in central London. 02 Presenter: And now our weather report. Reporter: Nice sunshine all day long today, soon becoming very warm, but there will be some relief from the heat with something of a breeze developing. Even so, the temperature will get up to twenty-five degrees later today, it's already up to nineteen degrees Celsius now, at nine in the morning, and it'll go on rising. Very little cloud at any stage during the day, just a few clouds drifting around early in the afternoon, so we should end up the day with a good fourteen hours of sunshine going into the record books. That breeze is an easterly one that's going to keep the coastal areas a little bit cooler during the day but still quite pleasant. Over the night, clear, dry weather still a little bit of the breeze and the temperature down to sixteen in central London and twelve or thirteen out of town. 2 01 Visitor: Where can I stay in this town? Resident: There are lots of hotels, but they tend to be fairly expensive. And then there are bed and breakfast places, which are much cheaper—and you can find out about them through looking in the paper, or else just walking around the streets, and they have signs in the window saying 'Bed & Breakfast'. And then there are youth hostels. Visitor: What are the youth hostels like? Resident: The youth hostels are OK. All you get is a bed, but they do tend to be very cheap. 90 Visitor: Do I have to become a member? Resident: Yes, you do, in fact. But it's very easy to join, and there's an office along the road, where you can go and sign on. 02 Mrs. Weston is describing her schedule in the nursing home. I usually get up at 6:30. I've always been an early riser. When my husband was alive, we had to be up by five o'clock. He was a long distance train driver, you see. Before breakfast I have a cup of tea and I listen to music on the radio. Then between seven and eight I get dressed and eat breakfast—a boiled egg and a large glass of orange juice—I never have anything else. Then at eight o'clock I always watch breakfast television—for the news and the weather and the chat. And then I usually have a nap until lunch. That's always at twelve. We have a big lunch here at Twybury's—soup, roast meat, potatoes, vegetables, always a pudding. After lunch I like being taken out in my wheelchair, or even in a car, if there's anyone to take me. I hate staying indoors. I like looking in the shop windows, or sitting in a park and watching the world go by. Sometimes someone will read to me or write some letters. I usually fall asleep about three, and then of course we have our tea around five—nothing heavy—cold meats and salads and fruit, and that kind of thing. In the evening we play cards, or do knitting, and then I'm in bed by eight. I am getting on a bit, you know. I'm nearly eighty-three. 03 Man: Good morning, love. Woman: Morning. Man: Sleep well? I've made some tea; there you are. Woman: Thanks. Any post? Man: Not really. There's a postcard from Aunt Lil and there's a questionnaire to fill in from the company which gave us the free samples of tinned meat to try out for them.Woman: They've got a nerve! Man: But we did say we'd return the questionnaire when we took the samples.Woman: What do they want to know? Man: If we liked it. Woman: If we liked it? Are they joking? You're not filling it in now, are you? What for?Man: We did promise and if I do it now I can post it on my way to work. Woman: Well, write 'we didn't like it.' Man: I'll put 'not much'. That sounds nicer. Then it says 'If not, why?' Woman: No flavor. Too much fat. Man: 'How did you cook it?' is next. Woman: Fried it like they said, didn't I? Took a mouthful and gave it to the cat.Man: 'Guests' comments, if any!' Woman: The cat became ill. Poor thing, her fur went all green. Man: 'Did guests ask for the brand name?' Woman: Tell them that our cat can't speak. Man: 'Will you be buying our product regularly?' 91 Woman: Certainly not! They must be out of their minds. Man: 'Did you find the tin attractive?' Woman: Cut myself opening it. Nearly lost my thumb. Couldn't use it for a week. I thought it was infected. Man: 'Any other comments?' Woman: Well, tell them we're too polite to answer that. 04 Mrs. Woodside: Well, Mrs. Long, how do you like it here? Mrs. Long: Oh, since we had the house redecorated, it's much nicer to live in. But there are still a few things that bother us. Mrs. Woodside: Oh, what sort of things? Mrs. Long: Nothing to do with the house, really. It's just that our daughter, Jane, hasn't been ... uh ... well, she hasn't been sleeping well lately. I mean, she's had a few nightmares.Mrs. Woodside: Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. Mrs. Long: Uh, excuse me, Mrs. Woodside, but ... do you mind if I ask you something?Mrs. Woodside: No, of course not. Go ahead. Mrs. Long: What ... what do you know about ... the people who lived here before?Mrs. Woodside: Not very much. Nobody has stayed here very long since ... well, since ... you know ... Mrs. Long: Since? ... Since when? Mrs. Woodside: Well, since those ... surely you must know about it? Mrs. Long: No, I don't know. What are you talking about? Mrs. Woodside: Those terrible murders that happened here more than twenty years ago?Mrs. Long: Murders? What murders? Mrs. Woodside: But I thought you knew! This house once belonged to a ... I really thought you knew ... to a man who's supposed to have murdered three or four women! Right here! In this house! Afterwards, he's supposed to have cut up their bodies ... right here ... in the kitchen. Mrs. Long: What? Are you serious? Mrs. Woodside: Oh, dear. I hope I haven't said anything to ... well, to upset you.Mrs. Long: I can't believe it. Mrs. Woodside: Neither could I. Not at first, at least. He seemed such a nice man.Mrs. Long: Who? Mrs. Woodside: Taplow. Gordon Taplow. He didn't seem like the kind of man who could do such things at all. Mrs. Long: You mean you knew him? Mrs. Woodside: Yes, of course I did. Not very well, but I used to see him in the street occasionally ... We said hello to each other. He was a very quiet man. You wouldn't have thought he could have hurt a mouse. Once, I remember, he invited me in for a cup of tea.Mrs. Long: And what happened? Mrs. Woodside: Nothing. I ... I never got round to it ... to coming in for a cup of tea. I was always too busy. I suppose it was a good thing, wasn't it? Mrs. Long: What? 92 Mrs. Woodside: That I never came in for a cup of tea. 3 01 Bank Manager: Now, Miss Andrews, how much do you actually want to deposit with us in your new account? Helen Andrews: Well, it's just around two thousand pounds that I won on the premium bonds.Bank Manager: Right. I now need your full name and address. Helen Andrews: Helen Andrews. 33 Bedford Road ... Bank Manager: Helen Andrews. Would you please spell that? Helen Andrews: A-N-D-R-E-W-S. Bank Manager: Address? Helen Andrews: 33 Bedford, that's B-E-D-F-O-R-D ... Bank Manager: So 33 Bedford ... Helen Andrews: Road, London E14. Bank Manager: Right, er ... now do you want a deposit or a current account?Helen Andrews: Well, I want to be able to take my money out at any time.Bank Manager: I see. So you probably want a current account. Helen Andrews: Well, if you say so. I've only had a post office savings account until now.Bank Manager: Well, with a current account you can ... have a cheque book, or you can come into the bank and take the money out as you like. Of course, there's no interest on a current account. Helen Andrews: Not at all? Bank Manager: No. If you put it into a seven day's deposit account, of course, you get interest, but in a current account, none. Helen Andrews: Well, most people have current accounts, don't they? Bank Manager: Well, they do if they've not got an awful lot of money and they need to use it regularly. Eh ... so that's probably the best thing for you. Helen Andrews: Well, you'll give me a cheque book, won't you? Bank Manager: I'll give you a cheque book immediately, yes, er ... Helen Andrews: Do you need my signature? Bank Manager: Ah yes, we'll need er ... two or three specimen signatures ...Helen Andrews: OK. And I will get a cheque card ... I mean one of those cards which I'm allowed to use for up to fifty pounds a day. Bank Manager: Eh, eh, now we don't actually give a cheque card until you've had an account with us for six months. Helen Andrews: Six months? Bank Manager: Yes, we have to see how the accounts going, you see. Helen Andrews: But that's crazy. I mean I used to work in a shop and we'd never accept cheques without a cheque card. I mean no one will accept my money. Bank Manager: Well, er ... this is how we work, I'm afraid. Helen Andrews: Well, I'll have to reconsider everything again, I think. I had no idea you were as strict as this ... 93 02 If you ask someone, they'll say that the bank is where you can cash a cheque. But it's more than that and we have to tell people that in our advertisements. There are several things to think about. When do you start? I mean at what age. That is the first problem. I think you must start very young. So we said: 'Let's introduce the name of the bank to children and they will never forget it.' The next question is this: How do you attract the different age groups? My partner said 'Why don't we use a gimmick for each age group? Give them something for nothing—money boxes for young children, T-shirts for teenagers, gold pens for young executives.' That always works. But what do you give to your best customer? That's another question. What about leather diaries, for example? Banks are very competitive. How do you think of something new? That's always a problem. We were one of the first banks to have drive-in banks and to open on Saturdays, but now many banks do. Of course, most banks now offer insurance and travel services, and all the usually standing order and direct debit services. The other thing about advertising is where. Where do you put the ads—on television, of course, but which journals and newspapers? And when and how often? These are questions you have to ask yourself.三十八 1 01 Actress Virginia Darlington, who plays Judy in the TV soap opera Texas, got married yesterday surrounded by armed bodyguards at the most luxurious hotel in Texas, the Mansion. The 39-year-old star exchanged vows with plastic surgeon Henry Jones under a bough of ivy and gardenias, wearing a wedding-dress designed by Britain's Saunders. Because this is the second time she has married a flautist marked the celebrations by playing 'Love is Wonderful the Second Time Around.' 02 The Football Association Secretary Mr. John Gamer says he's delighted with the decision to lift the worldwide ban on English soccer clubs. As a result of serious incidents of hooliganism in European and international matches, football's international ruling body FIFA decided last June that English teams should not be allowed to play outside Britain. FIFA announced its new decision to lift the worldwide ban this morning, but the ban on European matches still stands. Now, the Football Association Secretary says it's up to the English fans to improve themselves and if they do behave the ban could be lifted in as short a time as twelve months. 03 A group of twelve women are working hard to become the first all-female crew to sail around the world. At the moment the crew are busy trying to raise the three hundred and fifty thousand pounds needed to buy and equip a sixty-two foot yacht to make the record attempt. As part of their fund-raising the crew have been repainting the famous boat Gipsy Moth 4, on 94 show at Greenwich, which has raised one thousand two hundred and fifty pounds from the British Yachting Association. The crew are also busy training to get ship-shape for their round-the-world sailing race which starts in September. The crew skipper says she doesn't think the fact the crew are all women will lessen their chances of winning. 2 01 —Well, it's got two big wheels one behind the other, and there's a kind of metal frame between the wheels that holds them together. And there's a little seat above the back wheel that you can sit on, and above the front wheel there's a sort of metal bar that sticks out on both sides. And you sit on the seat you see, and you put your hands on this metal bar thing—and the whole thing moves forwards—it's amazing. —What makes it move forward, then? —Ah well, in the middle you see, between the two wheels, there are these other bits of metal and you can put your feet on these and turn them round and that makes the wheels go round.—Hang on—if it's only got two wheels why doesn't the whole thing fall over? —Well, you see, um, well I'm not sure actually ... 02 Speaker A: Well, to be honest, I'm not sure what I would have done. I mean, it would have depended on various things. Interviewer: On what, for instance? Speaker A: Well, on ... hmm ... on how valuable the things the boys stole were. The text doesn't ... it doesn't say whether they had just stolen a tin of peas or something like that. So, I can't really say ... except well, ... I think I would have told the shopkeeper if they had stolen something really valuable. Otherwise, I suppose I would have just ... I don't know ... minded my own business, I suppose. Speaker B: Well, I think it's quite clear what I should have done. The boys had broken the law. You can't allow that sort of thing to go on, can you? After all, it affects all of us. If you let boys or anybody else get away with theft, they'll just go on stealing! So, I think the woman should have told—what's his name? —the shopkeeper. Interviewer: Mr. Patel. Speaker B: Patel. She should have told him and if necessary she should have held the boys while he got the police, or she should have gone for the police herself. Interviewer: So you're saying that that's what you would have done? Speaker B: Exactly. If I had been in that situation, that's exactly what I would have done. At least ... at least, that's what I ought to have done. That's what I hope I would have done.03 Fred: A funny thing happened to me the other night. Man: Oh, yes? What happened, Fred? Fred: Well, you know I usually go out for a walk every night just after dark. Well, I was out the other night taking my usual walk and I heard a funny noise coming out of the building site down the road, you know, the one where they dug a big hole lately. Going to make it into an 95 underground garage, I believe. Man: Yes, I know it, go on. Fred: Well, as I said, I heard this funny noise and I thought perhaps there was a kid down there, you know how kids go playing on building sites. But as I got nearer I could tell it wasn't a kid, it sounded more like an animal. I thought it must be some dog or cat that had got itself trapped or something. Man: So, what did you do? Fred: Well, I went down there to investigate. I climbed down, ruined my trousers because of all the mud. You see it had been raining heavily for three or four days. Man: Yeah. Fred: Well, when I got down there I found the hole was full of water and the water was full of frogs. Man: Frogs? Fred: Yes. You know, those green things that jump up and down and go croak croak. So I thought 'What are they going to do when the bulldozers come to work tomorrow?' So I climbed back out, went home and got some plastic bags, big ones, like you use for the rubbish. Man: What for? Fred: I'll tell you. I went back and started collecting the frogs and putting them into the plastic bags. I thought I'd take them to the pond in the park. They'd be happy there.Man: I suppose they would. Fred: Next thing I know there are sirens screaming and bright lights everywhere.Man: What was going on then? Fred: It was the police. Two cars full of police with flashlights and dogs. Somebody had reported seeing me going into the building site and thought I was a burglar.Man: Well, what happened? Fred: They put me in one of the cars and took me down to the Station. Man: Why didn't you tell them what you were doing? Fred: I tried to in the car, but they just told me I would have to talk to the inspector on duty. Luckily I still had one of the bags on me full of frogs. A couple of them got out while the inspector was questioning me and you can imagine what it was like trying to catch them.Man: So what happened in the end? Fred: Oh, the inspector turned out to be a bit of an animal lover himself and he sent the two cars back to the building site and told his men to help me collect all the frogs. We did that and then they drove me home and I invited them all in for a cup of tea and we all had a good laugh. Man: Well, I never. If you wrote that in a book they'd say you made it up.04 A newspaper has a complex hierarchy. The easiest way to show this is in the form of a chart. At the top of the chart there are four major positions. These are the Executive Editor, who talks to the unions and deals with legal and financial questions. Then there is the actual Editor of the paper and his deputy. The Editor makes decisions about what goes into the 96 paper. The deputy has close contact with the House of Commons and the political content. Finally there is the Managing Editor, who sees that everything runs smoothly. Below this there are three Assistant Editors and the heads of the five departments. Each of the three Assistant Editors has a different responsibility. For example, one is responsible for design. The five departments are City News, which deals with financial matters, then the Home, Foreign, Sports and Features. Features are the special sections including films, books and the Woman's page. So on the second level there are three Assistant Editors and the five Department Heads. Also on this level is the Night Editor. He looks after the paper, especially the front page, in the afternoon and evening, preparing material for publication the next morning. Below the second level there are the reporters and specialists, who write the reports and articles, and the sub-editors, who check and prepare the copy for the printer. There is also full secretarial back-up. This lift is taking us to departures on the first floor. We are now in departures. Arrivals and departures are carefully separated, as you have seen. Just to the left here we find a 24-hour banking service, and one of three skyshops on this floor—there are two in the departure lounge. And here, as you can see, you can buy newspapers, magazines, confectionery, souvenirs and books. If you will turn around now and look in front of you, you can see the seventy-two check-in desks, sixty-four of which are for British Airways. The airline desks, for enquiries, are next to the entrances on the far left and far right, and straight ahead is the entrance to the departure lounge and passport control. Shall we go airside? We have now cleared passport control and security, and you can see that security is very tight indeed. You are about to enter a departure lounge which is a quarter of a mile in length. But don't worry. There are moving walkways the length of the building, so you don't have to put on your hiking boots. Straight ahead of you is a painting by Brendan Neiland. As you can see it is a painting of Terminal 4 and it measures twenty feet by eight feet. On the other side of it are the airline information desks. Let's walk around to those. Now, if you face the windows you can see the duty-free shops. There is one on your left and one on your right. They have been decorated to a very high standard, to make you feel like you are shopping in London's most exclusive shops. The duty-free shops sell the usual things but they also have outlets for fine wines and quality cigars. If we turn to the right and walk along in front of the duty-free shops, we will come to a buffet and bar opposite. You see, this one is called the Fourth Man Inn—all the bars, restaurants and cafeterias have names including the number four and many of them have jokey signboards like this one, to brighten up a traveller's day. If we turn left out of here and go back along the concourse, we come to the plan-ahead insurance desk, on the far side of the first duty-free shop, with public telephones alongside. Notice that here we can see what is going on outside, through the windows. Opposite the insurance desk, next to the other duty-free shop, is the international telephone bureau. Let's just go across there. Across from this duty-free shop is an area just like the one we have just seen, with a buffet, bar and skyshops, and now let's go along the moving walkway to the gates, shall we? 97 02 Mary Jones: Excuse me. Excuse me. Man: Yes, madam? Mary Jones: Can you help me. Please, look, I'm desperate. Are you responsible for lost property? Man: Yes, I am. Mary Jones: Well, I've got something to report. Man: What is it you've lost? Mary Jones: I've lost my handbag. Man: Your handbag? Mary Jones: Well, it's terrible. I don't know what to do. Man: Where did you lose your handbag, madam? Mary Jones: On the train, on the train. Look, we've got to stop the train.Man: Which train? Mary Jones: I've just come off the tube, this last train, in from Paddington.Man: Yes, the last train tonight. There isn't another one. Mary Jones: On the circle line, on the circle line. Man: Yes, yes. Mary Jones: Oh, it's terrible. We haven't got much time, I mean I have got so many valuable things in that bag. Man: Will you ... will you please explain ... Mary Jones: I was asleep on the train. I must have dropped off. I woke up, almost missed my station, so I rushed off the train and then I realized my handbag was still on it.Man: Yes? Mary Jones: By that time the doors were shut and it was too late.Man: So your handbag is still on the train. Mary Jones; It's on the train travelling ... Man: Yes. All right. All right, just a moment. Now, can I have your name and address?Mary Jones: Well, look the thing I've got to tell you is that there's money in that handbag.Man: Yes, we realize this, madam. We need your name and address first.Mary Jones: OK. My name's Mary Jones. Man: Mary Jones. Address? Mary Jones: 16 ... Man: 16 ... Mary Jones: Craven Road. Man: Craven Road. That's C-R-A-V-E-N? Mary Jones: Yes. Man: Now, can you tell me exactly what was in the handbag? Mary Jones: Well, there was money ... Man: How much? Mary Jones: Nearly thirty pounds. I had my driving licence ...Man: So, thirty pounds, driving licence, yes ... Mary Jones: I had my keys, and I had the office keys, they'll kill me when I go to work 98 tomorrow, and I'd just been to the travel agent, I had my ticket to Athens ...Man: Just ... just one moment. House and office keys, ticket to Athens. Mary Jones: Yes, hurry please. You've got to phone the next station... Man: Yes, all right, just a moment. Anything else? Mary Jones: I had my season ticket. Man: Your season ticket for travelling on the tube. Mary Jones: And a very expensive bottle of perfume, and ... and ... and I had a ...Man: Yes, well, I'll get the guard to look in ... the train ... 三十九 1 01 1. I borrow videos every week. I can watch cartoons or adventures at any time and I can watch them over and over again. I never watch children's programs on television any more.02 2. My wife likes the video because she doesn't speak any English. But I say, if she doesn't hear English, how can she learn it? She needs to learn English to meet people and make friends. 03 3. Videos are ruining the cinema, of course. Too many people copy films instead of buying or borrowing them. There are too many pirates. Of course, more people can see their favorite films now. Videos are obviously cheaper than the cinema, but they don't have the same effect, do they? 04 4. I watch the video every day while I knit—mostly old films, ice-skating and pop videos. I used to watch television all the time—news, talk shows, soap operas—anything that was on. Now I can choose what I watch and when I watch it. 05 5. A lot of educational videos are made with government money and video is used by a lot of schools now. Videos can be used at any time of the day and they can be stopped and replayed. When I was learning to be a teacher we were filmed and we could see our mistakes. Of course some teachers just put the video on and let it do the work, but it can be extremely valuable in the classroom. 06 6. I use the video for three things: I record programs when I'm not at home and I watch them when I have time. At work we use videos for training new employees, and I hire films at weekends and my friends come to watch. It makes quite a nice social evening. 99 2 01 Speaker A: Well, hunk is a verb. And it means to carry something, particularly something that's heavy and difficult to move. So you can say something like 'When I saw the men they were hunking the piano down the stairs.' Speaker B: Actually, hunk is the cry made by an elephant, especially when it's angry, or it's trying to contact other elephants. The word sounds like the noise they make 'hunk, hunk.' So you can say, for example, 'The elephants are hunking a lot tonight.' Speaker C: No, no, the truth is, hunk is a noun. And it means a piece of something, a big thick piece. So if you cut a thin piece of bread, that's not a hunk. When you tear off a thick piece of bread, that's a hunk. Today, for example, I had a big hunk of bread and cheese for my lunch.02 Tony; Whew. The disco wasn't bad but I'm glad to escape from the noise. Aren't you?Richard: Ummmmm. Tony: Richard, I'd forgotten. You've got a letter. Now where did I put it? There it is. Under the gas bill. Richard: Oh, from my brother. Tony: Good. How many brothers have you got? Richard: Only one. Tony: Name? Richard: Mark. Tony: Older or younger? Richard: Much older. Tony: How much? Richard: Five years. Tony: Get on all right? Richard: Yes, all right. Tony: Tell me about Mark. You must have a lot in common. Such as problems.Richard: Well, when I have a real problem I usually discuss it with Mark. Tony: And what is a real problem? Richard: Money is one. But Mark never minds helping me out. Tony: You say money is one problem. I suppose you mean there are others. Richard: Well, yes. Of course there are. Friends and possessions. He knows who my friends are and I know who his friends are. But when we meet we hardly ever speak. His friends aren't interested in talking to my friends. And my friends think his friends are boring and patronising. Tony: Go on, Richard. You mentioned possessions. What about possessions? Richard: I can never find my favorite cassettes. Mark and his friends keep borrowing them. I suppose Mark has a point when he says he can't find his calculator. I use it whenever I can find it. Tony: So ... if you were in real trouble, who would you contact first? Richard: Mark, of course. 100 03 Chairman: Now Mr. Grant has a question, I think, on gardening. Mr. Grant? Mr. Grant: Can the team please suggest any suitable gardening task that could be given to young children between eight and twelve years old. Chairman: I usually get them to wash my car. But a gardening task, well, what do you suggest, Peter? Peter: There's a great tendency among some people I know to treat young children like slave labor. I don't think you should. I think you should give them a job which is going to be useful to you, not one that you would object to doing yourself and, if possible, one which is going to be of some educational benefit to them. A job I would suggest is hand weeding.Chairman: You must have thought about this, Jeff. What job would you give them?Jeff: Well, I'd sooner have them eating ice cream. No, seriously, I like having young people in the garden. One thing that they enjoy doing, because they get very messy, is cleaning tools, you know spades, rakes and things like that. I mean you give a little boy an old rag to clean them with and he is so happy. Another job they love and which I hate absolutely is edging. You know, trying to give a shape to the lawn. They make a horrible mess of it cutting it smaller and smaller and giving it no shape at all, but they thoroughly enjoy it. The other thing that I like to give them to do is pot washing. They're not so keen on that but I get them to wash the pots. But anything that's going to get them messy, lovely! Chairman: What do you say, Susan? Susan: Well, I would say heaven help any young boy or girl who came into my garden because their life would be made a misery. The only way I would let anybody touch my garden is if I was in the garden with them and working alongside, so I think the only thing to do is, whatever you do, work with them and make sure (a) that it's done properly and (b) that they're happy while they do it. 04 Three people are giving their opinions about boxing. Speaker 1: When I look at a picture like this I feel ... hmm ... I feel ... I'm not really sure how I feel. Interviewer: Disgusted perhaps? Horrified? Speaker 1: No, no, I wouldn't say that. Interviewer: Are you excited, perhaps? Speaker 1: Excited? No, no, not at all. What's there to be excited about? Interviewer: Well, a lot of people who go to boxing matches seem to be excited.Speaker 1: Yes, I know. But I really can't understand why anybody should do that sort of thing at all. Interviewer: What? Go to a boxing match? Or box in one? Speaker 1: No, the first. I ... I think ... well ... it's hard to understand why people should want to earn their living by fighting, but I think I can. I mean, it's the money, isn't it? No, I meant going to a thing like that and watching it. I ... I just can't understand it. That's all.Speaker 2: Well, before ... I used to be disgusted by the idea of this sort of thing. Men fighting for money. Blood. All that sort of thing. 101 Interviewer: And now? Speaker 2: Well, since I've started going to a few boxing matches with my boyfriend, I think I see something ... something else in it. Interviewer: What? Speaker 2: Well ... perhaps you'll be surprised when I say this ... but I think there's a real element of skill. Yes. Skill. Interviewer: What kind of skill? Speaker 2: Physical skill. Those men are really ... fit. And if you watch two good boxers ... boxers who know what they're doing ... you can see the skill. The way they ... they ... the way they watch each other and wait for an opening. That sort of thing. It's quite exciting, really. A bit like ... a chess game. Yes. Speaker 3: To me it's just disgusting. A brutal, disgusting spectacle. It ought to be banned. It sickens me ... the very thought of it sickens me. 05 Woman: Well, what did you think of the film, Margaret? Margaret: Oh, I enjoyed it actually. But I do like musicals and I think Julie Andrews is wonderful. Woman: Lovely voice. Margaret: Oh, beautiful. Woman: And a lovely face. Margaret: Oh, she's very very attractive. Woman: I can't think why so many people criticize her. Margaret: Oh well, a lot of people do, but I think it's a snob thing with a lot of people.Woman: I've always enjoyed her films. Very well produced, too. Margaret: Oh, excellent, yes. Woman: Those lovely scenes in the Alps. Margaret: Yes, where she was doing that number where she was dancing on the hills.Woman: Mm, and that scene in the school. It brought tears to my eyes. What about next week then? Margaret: Yes, what are we going to see next week? Do you know what's on? I haven't looked at the local paper to see what's on next week. Woman: Well, I'd better give you a ring about it. Margaret: All right. I hope there's another musical on. Woman: Well, I believe there's Guys and Dolls on, if I remember well. Margaret: Really? Are they bringing that back again? Woman: I believe so. But it's on at the Odeon, on the other side of town, so it would involve quite a bit of travelling. Margaret: Oh, yes, but I'd go anywhere to see Frank Sinatra. Woman: I'd forgotten he was in it, so he is. Well, let's try and see that if we can.Margaret: I have seen it before, of course, but they're always bringing it back.Woman: What do you say, shall we meet for tea and then take in a matinee?Margaret: Yes, that's a good idea. Where shall I meet you? Woman: Now what about the Odeon cafe. Four o'clock? 102 Margaret; Fine. Which day? Woman: Tuesday? Margaret: No, I can't make it Tuesday. How about Thursday? Woman: Yes, Thursday is all right. My husband likes to go off to his club on Thursday.Margaret: So Thursday, four o'clock, have tea and then go and see Guys and Dolls. Well, that'll be nice because I do like Frank Sinatra. So I'll see you on Thursday. I have to be off now. Goodbye. Woman: Bye. 3 01 Angela Rogers is describing a boat trip which she took with her husband down the Nile. It was the summer of last year when we went. It was a special package holiday which included three days in Cairo, and a week cruising down the Nile. It sounded lovely in the brochure. Relaxing, luxurious, delicious food—all the usual things. And the boat looked nice in the picture. In fact when we got there, and on the boat, it was exactly the opposite of luxurious. It was positively uncomfortable. It was too small to be comfortable. And too hot. The only air-conditioning was from the wind, and inside, in the cabins, it was too hot to sleep, and the dining room was stifling. My husband and I paid the special rate for the best cabin. I'm glad we didn't have to stay in the worst one. The cabins were very poorly equipped; there wasn't even a mirror, or a socket for a hair drier, or even a point for the electric razor. There was a shower, but the water pressure wasn't high enough to use it. The cabin was badly designed as well. There wasn't enough room to move. The beds took up three quarters of the space. The brochure also talked about the mouth-watering French cuisine available on board, but you could hardly call it food. It was boring, and practically inedible. There was nothing to do, really. There was a table-tennis table, but one bat was broken. In the daytime the decks were so crowded, there wasn't even enough room to sit. We did stop now and then for a swim, but who wants to swim in that filthy river? I certainly didn't. 02 Professor Ernest Taylor is a sociologist and the author of a number of books. He was interviewed recently on CBC radio by Norman Blunt. Blunt: Now Professor, in your latest book Granny Doesn't Live Here Any More, you suggest that Granny is a problem, and she is going to become even more of a problem in the future. Am I correct? Taylor: Yes, in fact it's not only Granny who is a problem, it's Grandfather, too, and old people in general. Blunt: Now, is this a peculiarly British phenomenon? It seems very sad that parents should give so much of their lives to bringing up their children and then, when they become old, be regarded as a problem. Taylor: Our research was mainly carried out in Britain. In many countries it is still regarded as quite natural that a widowed mother should go to live with one of her married children, but in Britain, certainly during the last thirty or forty years, there has been considerable resistance 103 to this idea. Blunt: Now why do you think this is? Surely having a Granny about the place to take care of the younger children, and give a hand with the housework, can take a lot of pressure off a young wife, can't it? Taylor: Yes, I think this is true. But remember the old people themselves are of ten totally opposed to the idea of going to live with the young family. And modern houses and flats are very small, much smaller than the sort of homes people used to live in. Blunt: And when Granny gets very old, then the situation becomes even worse, doesn't it?Taylor: Yes, as long as old people are able to look after themselves, the system works quite well. But as soon as they need anything in the way of care and attention, the situation becomes very difficult indeed. Blunt: Well, presumably a point comes when old people have to go into a nursing home or something similar. Taylor: Yes, but it's not as simple as that. Because of improvements in medical science, life expectancy is increasing all the time. The birth rate has fallen. This means that an ever smaller working population is having to provide for an ever larger number of old people, in need of care and attention. The number of places in old people's homes provided by the State is strictly limited. There are private nursing homes, but the cost is way out of reach of the average family. Blunt: And how do you see the situation developing in the future? Taylor: Well, obviously a lot of money is going to have to be spent. But it's difficult persuading people to do this. There aren't many votes for politicians in providing nursing homes for elderly. Blunt: You don't see a reversal of this trend, with Granny going back to live with the family.Taylor: I think this is most unlikely. 四十 1 01 Woman A: I can't stand places like Majorca or the Costa Brava. Man: No, nor can I. Woman A: You know, where you have to share the beach with thousands of other people and everyone speaks English. Woman B: Oh, I don't mind that. Man: Oh, I do. I never go to places like that. I like to get right away from all the tourists, go somewhere that's really quiet and peaceful, like an island or something. Woman A: Yes, so do I—where no one speaks English. Woman B: What's wrong with people speaking English? I like meeting people when I'm on holiday. I like places with a good night life, and plenty of men around, and ... well, you know, where you can have a good time ... 02 I remember sailing on a pond that used to be by my grandfather's sawmill—we had a 104 boat, and we used to go sailing on this. Also, we used to do a lot of climbing trees. We used to climb these trees for apples, which we then ate and made ourselves very sick. And my mother would come along and complain very strongly, but I don't think that stopped us at all. And of course in those days I had a bike, too, and I remember I used to push it up this very long hill near our house and then I'd get on and ride down as fast as I could go. My mother used to complain about that, too. 2 01 Doris: Hello. What's all this then, Harry? Harry: What's all what? I'm making a cake. Doris: Yes. We can see what you're up to. Obviously you're making a cake. What else would you be doing with a cake tin and a rolling pin on the table and the place absolutely covered in flour. Yes, we can see what you're doing. But why are you doing it? Man: Yes, it's rather unlike you, Harry. Harry: Well, I just decided I'd try and make one for a change instead of buying one. Anyway this is going to be a rather special sort of cake. You can't buy them like this. And while you're here, Doris, do you mind beating up half a dozen eggs in that blue bowl over there? You'll find a fork and egg whisk, whichever you prefer, in the drawer on the left. Doris: OK. I don't mind. But what's so special about this cake? Harry: It's a surprise cake. Man: A surprise cake? Harry: Yes. Doris, don't forget to add five tablespoons of sugar. Doris: No, dear. But tell us about this surprise cake. Harry: Well, it was an idea I had while I was lying in bed last night. Man: Do you usually think of food in bed? Harry: I wasn't thinking of food. I decided to have a party for some old friends of mine, but I want to give them a surprise. Man: What kind of surprise? Harry: Can you add a half of a pint of cream to that, Doris? That's right, drip it in slowly and then beat it up again until it becomes all sticky. That's the way. Doris: I have made a cake before, you know. Now, come on, what's the surprise?Harry: Well, it's quite simple, really. You see I serve the cake with candles on it. Then I switch out the lights and I slip out of the room. But before this I tell them that they must count to twenty before trying to blow out the candles and they'll get a surprise. Man: And then? (Explosion effect) 02 —Listen! I'm terribly sorry I'm late. —Oh, that's all right. It doesn't really matter, does it? I haven't got anything better to do, have I? —Just let me explain, will you? —I've only been waiting for over an hour, that's all. —Yes, I know, and I would have got ... 105 —After all, my time isn't really that important, is it? —Please don't be like that. Just let me explain. I ... I tried to get here in time but just after I left home, the car broke down. —The car broke down? —Yes, and ... well ... luckily ... there was a garage near me. And ... and it took them a while to repair it. —Why didn't you at least phone? —I would have! But I didn't know the number of the restaurant. —You could have looked it up in the telephone book! —Yes, but ... you'll never believe this ... I couldn't remember the name of the restaurant. I knew where it was, but forgot the name. —I see. Well, at least it was lucky you found a garage to repair your car.—Yes. It was something I couldn't do myself. It didn't take too long, but that's why I'm late, you see. —Hu huh. Which garage, by the way? —Pardon? —Which garage did you take it to? —Uh ... the one near my flat. You know. Lewis Brothers. —Yes, I know that garage. It's the only one near your flat. —Hmm. Well now, let's have something to eat. Uh, what about some ... —I know the garage very well! —Yes. Let's see now. Yes, I think I'll have some ... —A pity it's Sunday. —Pardon? —A pity it's Sunday. That garage is closed on Sunday! 03 Donald: Isn't it a relief to see people and lights, Walter? Now, let me see. Where are we exactly? According to my map, this must be Chagford. Walter: You're right, Don. That sign says Chagford Town Hall. But there's a more interesting notice on the other side of the square. Do you see what it says? 'Open for Devon Cream Teas'.* * * Donald: Oh, yes, so it does. Hold on a moment. I must get a newspaper. There's a newsagent next door. Walter: What do you want a newspaper for? Donald: To find out what's been happening, of course. Walter: I don't need a newspaper to find out what's been happening. We must have been walking for at least six hours. My feet have been hurting for about four hours and I've been starving since we shared that tin of cold beans. Donald: You don't mean you're hungry again? I see what you mean. That tea shop does look interesting. We could plan to morrow's walk while we were having tea, couldn't we?* * * Walter and Donald have just finished their Devon Cream Tea, but they don't seem to want to leave. 106 Waitress: I really don't know what to do, Mrs. Adams. The two gentlemen at table four have had complete Devon cream teas, with additional sandwiches and cakes, and another order of scones. They don't seem to want to leave and it's a quarter past five and I should be going off ... Mrs. Adams: Never mind, Mary. You go. Poor lads. They must have been walking all day by the look of them. They must have been starving. Walter: I feel a hundred per cent better. How about you, Donald? Donald: I must admit that a Devon cream tea is better than a tin of cold beans. In fact, it's better than almost anything I can think of ... except a good newspaper. Do you ever buy a newspaper? Walter: Not often. But I watch television a lot. Donald: Television! It only scratches the surface. Walter: I don't know what you mean by that. Television coverage is very dramatic.Donald: Dramatic, yes. You learn what happened but never why it happened.Walter: Rubbish. The television pictures show you what happened and then the people concerned are interviewed and they tell you why it happened. Donald: They say what they saw, but they aren't in a position to fill in the background.Walter: Yes, they are. They were there. Donald: That doesn't mean they're in a position to fill in the background. Anyway, the television pictures don't show you the whole truth. They only show you the bits that happened while the cameraman was filming. Very often he missed the most important bits. Mrs. Adams: Excuse me. I'm afraid it's almost half past five and we must close. Could I just give you your bill? Donald: Yes, of course. See to it, will you, Walter. I must get a newspaper before the newsagent closes. Walter: ... Er ... Don ... Donald: Yes? Walter: Could you get me a paper, too? Donald: What do you want a paper for? Walter: To find out what's on television. 04 Alan: Yes, well ... good ... that sounds great ... thanks a lot ... haven't been to a party for ages. I'll drop round then. Er ... tell me how I get there. Caller: I just told you, Alan. Alan: You didn't. You just reminded me it was somewhere near Willesden Green.Caller: I told you exactly how to get here. Alan: Then I wasn't listening. Tell me again and I'll write it down. Caller: All right. Take a 46 bus. Alan: A what? Caller: A 46. Alan: It can't be a 46. Caller: It is, it is. 107 Alan: Look, the 46 goes in the opposite direction. It goes towards the Elephant and Castle.Caller: No, it doesn't. Alan: It does. Caller: Listen, it may go towards the Elephant and Castle on its way back but before that it's headed in the opposite direction because I happen to catch it every day on my way home from work. Alan: All right, but I've seen the 46 going the opposite way, I'm sure. I didn't want to end up at the wrong end of town, that's all. Caller: In any case, what you may have seen is the 46B. That goes from here down to the Elephant on its return journey. Alan: But I seem to remember coming to your house one time on the 28. Am I right? I used to catch it at Marble Arch. Caller: Yes. It's discontinued. It used to run from Tooting straight through to here. It's a pity.Alan: OK, so I catch the 46. Now where do I get off? Caller: Get off at Boots the chemist's on the corner, two stops after the railway bridge. Turn right and walk on until you come to the second set of traffic lights then turn right into Hartington Road. Alan: Hang on ... let me write that down. So I get off at Boots the chemist's after the railway bridge. Caller: Two stops after you've gone under the railway bridge. Alan: All right. Then what? Caller: Then turn right and turn right again at the second set of traffic lights.Alan: Right at the second set of lights. Caller: Then first right into Hartington Road and I'm number one, second floor.Alan: OK, I've got all that. Where do you think is the nearest place for me to catch the 45?Caller: 46. The 45 would take you up to Wembley and you wouldn't get here till the middle of next week. Alan: All right the 46. Where do I catch it? Caller: I should think Piccadilly Circus or Green Park would be the nearest to you.Alan: Oh well, they're both within walking distance. Have you any idea how often they run?Caller: What? Alan: The 46, do you know how often it runs? Caller: I've no idea. I should think every ten or fifteen minutes. I never have to wait long.Alan: Good. I should be there in about an hour. Thanks for the invitation. Cheers.Caller: Cheers. See you later. 3 01 Fred: Are you sure this is the right house? Harry: Course I'm sure. I used to live next door, didn't I? It's easy and safe. She's not been out for twenty years. Frightened to go out in case someone pinches her money. Fred: That's just what we're going to do, isn't it? Except she's in. What if she hears us?Harry: She won't. Deaf as a post. Probably half blind, too. Living in the dark all those years. Come on, get in this window. Stand on my back and give me a hand up. Right, now come on. 108 Let's have a look around. * * * Wendy: Ah, good evening, you've come at last. Fred: Blimey! Harry: Oh. ... er ... good evening. Yeah ... er ... sorry to be late. Wendy: Late! Oh, you are naughty. Keeping me waiting here twenty years. And then trying to surprise me by coming in the window. And you've brought a friend, I see. Good evening. I hope you didn't damage your clothes coming in the window like that. Harry's such a silly boy. Still up to his tricks. Do take a chair. And you Harry, sit down and we can all have a nice cup of tea. You'd like that, wouldn't you? Fred: Oh ... er ... yeah, er ... thanks very much. Er ... thank you. Wendy: Lovely. Now, won't be a minute. Harry, entertain your friend, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.Fred: A right mess this is. Quick, back out of the window. Harry: No. Calm down. Can't you see? It's even easier. She thinks I'm her old boyfriend. Must've been waiting for him for twenty years. All I have to do is ask her for the money and she'll give it to me. She's off her head. Fred: Do you think so? Reckon it'll be as easy as that? Harry: Course it will. Now shut up. She's coming back. Fred: She didn't even notice our masks. Harry: Oh, shut up. Wendy: Here we are. A nice cup of tea and a bun. Now, Harry, you haven't introduced your friend. Harry: Oh, no. Sorry. Er ... this is Fred. Yeah ... 'Fred'. Fred, this is ...Wendy: Hello, Fred. So pleased to meet you. I'm Wendy. Wendy Hartfelt. Fred: Oh, very pleased, I'm sure. Harry: Wendy, I wanted to talk to you about money. Wendy: Ah yes, Harry. I wondered. I wasn't going to mention it quite so soon, but that ten thousand pounds I lent you must have acquired quite a lot of interest by now, and times are rather hard. Now, drink your tea like a good boy and we'll discuss how you can pay it back. Twenty years is a long time to wait, after all. Harry? Harry, what are you doing? Come back in here at once. Oh dear. He is a naughty boy. But I know he'll come back. Always did. But I'm afraid his tea will be cold. Ah ... 02 A friend of mine, Rob Jenkins, almost had a nervous breakdown last year. I told him to go to the doctor. Doctor: Hello, Mr. Jenkins. What can I do for you? Mr. Jenkins: Well, doctor ... I'm very tense and nervous. I haven't been able to sleep for several days. Doctor: Hmm ... have you been working hard? Mr. Jenkins: Oh, yes. I've been very busy. I've been working twelve hours a day.Doctor: Have you been taking any pills? Mr. Jenkins: No, but I've been smoking too much, and I've been drinking a lot of coffee. 109 Doctor: Well, you should take a holiday. You should go somewhere quiet and peaceful, like Cornwall. Why don't you go there? * * * Rob decided to go to Cornwall the next weekend. Penquay was a very small fishing village on the north coast of Cornwall. There were no trains or buses to Penquay, so he had to drive. It was a long journey, and Rob arrived late on Friday evening. The landlady of the guest house, Mrs. Doone, answered the door and showed him to his room. Rob was very tired and went straight to bed. He slept well and didn't wake up until nine o'clock the next morning. Rob went downstairs for breakfast. Because there were no other guests, Mrs. Doone invited him to have breakfast with her and her daughter, Catherine. Catherine was already sitting in the dining room. She was about thirteen years old, with long, black hair and clear, grey eyes. Mrs. Doone went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Rob and Catherine looked at each other nervously for a few seconds. Mr. Jenkins: There are four places at the table. Is there another guest? Catherine: Oh, no ... we never talk about the empty place. Mr. Jenkins: The empty place? What do you mean? Catherine: Well, that used to be my father's place. Mr. Jenkins: 'Used to be?' I don't understand. Catherine: My father was a fisherman. Three years ago he went out in his boat, and he never returned. Mr. Jenkins: What happened to him? Catherine: Nobody knows. They searched everywhere, but they found nothing. My mother always keeps that place for him, and she makes his breakfast every morning. She thinks he'll come back. That's a photograph of him ... over there, on the wall. My mother's been waiting for him for three years. * * * Rob said nothing, but he looked very worried. At that moment Mrs. Doone returned. She poured four cups of tea, and put one cup in the empty place. Rob looked more worried and he stared at the empty chair. Suddenly, he heard footsteps outside the door and a tall man, with a black beard, walked into the room. Rob looked terrified. It was the man in the photograph! He jumped up and ran out of the room. Man: Who was that? What's the matter? Mrs. Doone: I don't know. I don't understand. He's a guest from London. He arrived last night while you were asleep. Man: Catherine! Do you know anything about this? Catherine: No, I don't, father. But he's here because he's very nervous. He says he's hiding here because a tall man with a black beard is trying to kill him. Man: Catherine, have you been telling stories again? Catherine: Stories, father? Me? (laughing) 四十一 110 1 01 Robert Gordon is phoning to book a hotel room in Paris. Receptionist: 45-21-64. Allo? Robert: Is that the Saint-Martine Hotel? Receptionist: Oui. Yes, it is. Can I help you? Robert: Have you got a double room for the night of 23rd July? Receptionist: One moment please. I'll just have a look. Yes, we have got a double room on that date. Robert: Has it got a double bed or two singles? Receptionist: Two singles, monsieur. Robert: And is that with or without bath? Receptionist: It's a room with shower and toilet, monsieur. Robert: That sounds fine. Is there a TV? Receptionist: Could you repeat that, please? Robert: Is there a color television in the room? Receptionist: Yes, but of course. And a video, if you choose. Robert: How much will it be for one night? Receptionist: About four hundred francs. Robert: And what does that include? Receptionist: It includes morning newspaper, continental breakfast and service.Robert: Where is the nearest metro? Receptionist: Opera, monsieur. It's only five minutes from here. Robert: And is there an extra charge for children? Receptionist: If the child is under sixteen and we put an extra bed in your room, the charge is seventy-five francs. Do you want the room? Robert: Yes, for one night—23rd July. Receptionist: Oui, monsieur. May I have your name, please? Robert: Actually, it's for my wife and two daughters—Mrs. Jean Gordon, Linda and Maggie.Receptionist: Yes, monsieur. So you need an extra bed. And what time will they be arriving on July 23rd ... 02 Interviewer: Now you've been a veterinary doctor for some thirty years, what was it that made you become a vet in the first place? Vet: Well, I studied as an ordinary doctor in the beginning, but I slowly realized that I liked animals very much. I almost prefer animals to people. So I took an extra course in animal medicine. It's as simple as that really. Interviewer: And you still enjoy working with animals? Vet: Oh, yes, very much so. In fact, more than ever now. I've got to know animals much better, you see, and I get on better with them in every way. Their owners sometimes get on my nerves, though. Interviewer: Oh ... why is that? Vet: Well, some people know very little about animals and keep them in the wrong 111 conditions. Interviewer: What sort of conditions? Vet: Oh, you know, some people buy a large dog and then try to keep it in a small flat; they don't take it out enough to give it proper exercise. Other people have a cat and try to keep it in the house all day, but a cat needs to get out and be free to come and go as it pleases. A lot of people don't feed their animals properly. It's very common to give pets too much food which is very bad for them, especially if they're not getting enough exercise. Or not to feed them regularly, which is equally bad. An animal is a responsibility which is something many people don't seem to realize. Interviewer: You mean people keep pets for the wrong reasons? Vet: Yes, some people want a pet because they're lonely, or simply for decoration, or just to show how rich they are. Interviewer: And just how do you deal with these people? Vet: Well, I try to tell them what the animal needs, what is the right sort of food, the proper exercise. I try to teach them that animals are not toys and if they're to be healthy, they have to be happy. Interviewer: Yes, I suppose you're right. In your thirty years as a vet you must have come across some interesting cases? Vet: Oh yes, there are lots of interesting cases. I was once called to a lioness who was giving birth and having difficulty. Now that was really interesting. 2 01 Well, now, ladies and gentlemen, that was our last item, and all that remains for me to do is to thank our performers sincerely on behalf of us all for the pleasure they have given us this evening. And of course I must express thanks to those who've worked behind the scenes. And especially our producer. But most of all I want to say thank you to all of you for coming here this evening and supporting this event, especially in such weather. I think perhaps I should take this opportunity to renew my sincere apologies to those sitting in the back rows. We've made temporary repairs to the roof, but unfortunately the rain tonight was unexpectedly heavy, and we're grateful to you for your understanding and cheerful good humor. I may say that we had hoped that temporary repairs would suffice. But we were recently informed by our surveyor that the whole roof will have to be replaced: which is of course a severe blow when you think it's only five years since we replaced the roof of the church itself. And so we shall be having another concert soon, I hope. 02 Manager: Good morning, madam. And what can we do for you? Woman: What can you do for me? Manager: Yes, madam, what can we do for you? Woman: You've already done it, thank you very much. And I want something done about what you've done for me. Manager: Is something the matter, madam? Woman: I'll say there is, I want to see the manager. 112 Manager: I'm the manager, madam. Now ... now what seems to be the trouble?Woman: Look at my face! Manager: Your face? Ah yes. Oh dear. Well, never mind. What's wrong with your face? What exactly am I supposed to be looking at? Woman: My lines, my Wrinkles. Manager: Well, we can soon put that right, Madam. You need a bottle of our New Generation Wrinkle Cream. With this wonderful new cream your lines and wrinkles just ...Woman: Shut up! Manager: ... just disap ... I beg your pardon? Woman: I said shut up! I was silly enough to listen to you before. I'll listen to no more of it.Manager: You say you've been here before, madam. I'm afraid I don't recognize you.Woman: Of course you don't recognize me! Last time I came in here I was a very attractive middle-aged woman. Now I look old enough to be even your grandmother. Manager: Well, yes ... er ... some of us do age quicker than others. Woman: It's not a question of age, my man, it's a question of your cream. I used it for two small lines under my eyes and I woke up next morning looking like Lady Frankenstein. Your advertisement says 'Lose ten years overnight. For only five pounds you can look young and attractive again. Tried by thousands. Money back guarantee.' Well, I want more than my money back. I want you to pay for me to have plastic surgery. Manager: But, madam, there must be some mistake. Woman: I'll say there's been a mistake. My mistake was believing your advert and buying your silly cream. 'It can do the same for you, too,' it said. Well, it's certainly done something for me, but now what it did for the lady in the picture. Manager: But our product is tested and approved by doctors. It was thoroughly tested on thousands of volunteers by experts before it was allowed to be sold on the market. This is the first complaint we've had. Woman: I told you, I want you to pay for a face lift or I'm taking you to court! So there!Manager: Er, do you happen to have a ... a recent photograph, madam? Woman: What ... whatever do you want with a photograph? You can see the way I look.Manager: I mean a photograph of you just before you used the cream. Woman: Do you think I go to the photographers everyday? (Pause) Look, Just give me the five pounds, will you? Manager: Do you have your receipt with you, madam? Woman: Er ... just a minute ... let me have a look. (Rummages in bag) Er ... no. No, I seem to have lost it? Manager: Then there's nothing I can do, madam. Sorry. Woman: (furious) I'll take you to court. I'll take you to court. Manager: You can do as you please, madam. Good morning. 03 —Right, what do you want me to get then? —Right, er ... well, go to the green grocer's first. —Yeah, the green grocer's. (Right.) OK. —Right, let me see, potatoes, but new potatoes, not mottled ones. I mean they're really not 113 very good any more. Urm, three pounds ...—Hang on. I'm trying to write this down. New potatoes. —Right. —... three pounds. —Three pounds. Yes. —Spring onions, one bunch. —One bunch of spring onions. —Yeah. —OK. —And ... a pound of bananas. —And a pound of bananas. Right. —And then, could you go to the supermarket as well? —Yes, yes. —Mm, let me see. A packet of sugar cubes.—A packet of sugar cubes. —Yeah. Cubes, mind you, not the other stuff.—Right. —Coffee, instant coffee, but yeah, get Nescafe, Nescafe gold blend. —Nescafe? —Yeah. I don't really like any other kinds.—OK. Nescafe ... what did you say?—Gold blend. —Gold blend. Yeah. —You know one of those eight-ounce jars.—Eight ounces. Yes, yes. —Cooking oil. —Cooking oil. —Sunflower ... you see, I need it for ...—What is it? What's that? —Sunflower. —Sunflower? —I need it for a special recipe. —Never heard of that. —Sunflower cooking oil. —Yeah. —Right. —Wine. —Any special kind? —Any dry white. —Dry white wine. Yeah. —And some bread. —Some bread. Any, again, any particular kind?—No. —Any kind? 114 —Any kind, yeah. —OK. Yeah. Anything else? —No, I don't think. Oh yes, hang on. I forget apples. Golden delicious, urm, from the green grocer's. —Golden delicious apples. How many? —Two pounds. —Two pounds. —Yes. * * * —Hi, I'm back. —Ah, good. Right, well, let's see what you've got then.—Right, let's see what we have got here. Three pounds of potatoes.—Oh look. These're old potatoes. I did say new potatoes. These, these are no good. —Oh, I'm sorry. It doesn't make much difference. —Yes, it does. —I'm sorry. Well, actually, I couldn't, I didn't see any new potatoes.—Mm, alright. What are these, onions? —Onions, yes. —But these are not spring onions. —Oh, they are nice, nice big ones, though, aren't they?—Yeah, but not spring onions. —Oh, sorry. I didn't, I didn't really know what spring onions were.—Well, you know, there's long ones ... —Oh, they have all sorts. —... and thin ones. —Right. Some bananas. —That, yeah, they are fine. Great. —Good. Two pounds of apples. —Cooking apples? I did say golden delicious. Look, these are for cooking. I wanted some for eating. You know, for ... oh well ... —Oh well, I didn't know. I thought they would do. They look nice.—Mm, no. —Right. A bottle of wine. Riesling, OK? —Yeah, fine, great. That's fine. And sugar cubes here. Great.—Yes, yes. —OK. —Right. Now they didn't have any Nescafe Gold Blend, so I got Maxwell House. That's all they had. —Alright, alright. Never mind. —Yeah. And oil. —But not Sunflower oil. —I couldn't see that. I got this. I think it's good stuff, good quality.—Yes, it is good, but it's olive oil and that's not what my recipe wanted. I need Sunflower oil. —Well, I don't think you'll find it. And a loaf of bread. 115 —That's fine. All right. Well, I suppose I'll have to go out myself again then.—Well, sorry, but I don't think it's my fault. —Mm. 3 01 Hugh is on the telephone. Listen to his conversation with Herr Kohler. Secretary: I have a call for you on line one, Mr. Gibbs. It's Mandred Kohler in Dusseldorf.Hugh: Oh, yes. Put him through. Hello, Herr Kohler. How are you? Kohler: Very well, thank you. And you? Hugh: Just fine. Kohler: Glad to hear it ... uh ... I'll come straight to the point, if you don't mind. I'm sure you know why I'm phoning. Hugh: Yes, of course. About the ... Kohler: Exactly. Are you in a position to give us a definite assurance that the goods will be delivered on time? Hugh: Well, um ... you can count on us to do our very best, however ... Kohler: Hmm. Excuse me, Mr. Gibbs, but I'm afraid that really isn't good enough ... I beg your pardon, I don't mean your best isn't good enough, but will you meet the deadline or won't you? Hugh: I ... I was coming to that, Herr Kohler. I must be frank with you. We've run into a few problems. Kohler: Problems? What kind of problems? Hugh: Technical problems. Nothing very serious. There's no need to worry.Kohler: I hope not, Mr. Gibbs, for your sake as well as ours. I'm sure you're aware that there's a penalty in your contract with us for late delivery and we'll ... Hugh: Yes, Herr Kohler, I'm perfectly aware of that. But do you need the whole order by the 24th? Kohler: We would certainly prefer the whole order to be delivered by then, yes.Hugh: Yes, but do you need the whole order then? Kohler: What exactly are you suggesting? Hugh: You can count on us to get half of the order to you by then. Kohler: Hmm ... and how long before the other half is delivered? Hugh: Another week at the most! Kohler: Hmm ... you're sure that's all? Hugh: Yes, absolutely! You can depend on us to get half the order to you by the 24th and the other half within a week. Kohler: Hmm ... yes, that should be all right ... but there must be no further delays!Hugh: There won't be! You can count on that. Kohler: Very well, Mr. Gibbs. Hugh: Thank you! You've been very understanding. Kohler: Goodbye, Mr. Gibbs. Hugh: Goodbye, Herr Kohler. And thank you again! Phew! Well, ... that's at least one problem out of the way! 116 02 When Elvis Presley died on 16th August, 1977, radio and television programs all over the world were interrupted to give the news of his death. President Carter was asked to declare a day of national mourning. Carter said: 'Elvis Presley changed the face of American popular culture ... He was unique and irreplaceable.' Eighty thousand people attended his funeral. The streets were jammed with cars, and Elvis Presley films were shown on television, and his records were played on the radio all day. In the year after his death, one hundred million Presley LPs were sold. Elvis Presley was born on January 8th, 1935, in Tupelo, Mississippi. His twin brother, Jesse Garon, died at birth. His parents were very poor and Elvis never had music lessons, but he was surrounded by music from an early age. His parents were very religious, and Elvis regularly sang at church services. In 1948, when he was thirteen, his family moved to Memphis, Tennessee. He left school in 1953 and got a job as a truck driver. In the summer of 1953 Elvis paid four dollars and recorded two songs for his mother's birthday at Sam Phillips' Sun Records studio. Sam Phillips heard Elvis and asked him to record "That's All Right" in July 1954. Twenty thousand copies were sold, mainly in and around Memphis. He made five more records for Sun, and in July 1955 he met Colonel Tom Parker, who became his manager in November. Parker sold Elvis's contract to RCA Records. Sun Records got thirty-five thousand dollars and Elvis got five thousand dollars. With the money he bought a pink Cadillac for his mother. On January 10th, 1956, Elvis recorded "Heartbreak Hotel", and a million copies were sold. In the next fourteen months he made another fourteen records, and they were all big hits. In 1956 he also made his first film in Hollywood. In March, 1958, Elvis had to join the army. He wanted to be an ordinary soldier. When his hair was cut thousands of women cried. He spent the next two years in Germany, where he met Priscilla Beaulieu, who became his wife eight years later on May 1st, 1967. In 1960 he left the army and went to Hollywood where he made several films during the next few years. By 1968 many people had become tired of Elvis. He hadn't performed live since 1960. But he recorded a new LP "From Elvis in Memphis" and appeared in a special television program. He became popular again, and went to Las Vegas, where he was paid seven hundred fifty thousand dollars for four weeks. In 1972 his wife left him, and they were divorced in October, 1973. He died from a heart attack. He had been working too hard, and eating and drinking too much for several years. He left all his money to his only daughter, Lisa Marie Presley. She became one of the richest people in the world when she was only nine years old. 117