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OA6

2006-01-17 12:53:52 | Weblog
(In a retaurant. Lunchtime. Joe is having lunch with Frankie.)
Frankie: The bill, please. Come on, Joe, take it easy with the cheesecake.
Joe: I’m telling you, Frankie. I feel awful.
Frankie: Well, you don’t look so good either.
Joe: Thank you.
Frankie: Don’t you get any exercise?
Joe: No, not since Carla left. I’m busy all the time. I work all day.
Frankie: You eat, don’t you?
Joe: Yeah, so?
Frankie: So if you’ve got the time to eat, you’ve got the time to exercise.
Joe: Since when did you become Mr. Fitness?
Frankie: Hey, I started going to the gym last year. I go everyday now.
Joe: Every day?
Frankie: Uh-huh. Come on. Lunch is on me.
Joe: Frankie. Frankie, I’m not finished my cheesecake. Where do you work out?
Frankie: Rocky’s Gym. Some guy named Rocky De Nucci owns it.
Joe: Rocky D Nucci! What is this guy -- a boxer?
Frankie: Nah! I think he used to be some kind of tennis player.
Joe: Oh no, not another tennis player!
Frankie: Will you forget about Carla? Come on, give it a try. What have you got to lose?
Joe: About ten kilos!

(At Rocky’s Gym. People are working out with weights. Joe lies on a bench and tries to lift a weight. He has a hard time.)
Rocky: I don’t think that’s such a great idea.
Joe: What?
Rocky: It’s set for 35 kilos.
Joe: No problem. It just takes concentration.
Rocky: Is this your first time?
Joe: Yeah.
Rocky: Then relax. Nobody presses 35 kilos the first time out.
Joe: Really?
Rocky: Sure. You have to start slow and build up your strength.
Joe: Well, you seem to know a lot about exercise.
Rocky: I should. I own the gym. Rocky De Nucci.
Joe: Pleased to meet you. Joe Watson. So, maybe you can tell me what I was doing wrong.
Rocky: Sure. Just answer a few questions and I’ll help you set up an exercise program.
Alright?
Joe: OK, what do you need to know?
Rocky: First, I need to know your full name.
Joe: Joseph Allan Watson.
Rocky: How old are you, Joe?
Joe: Twenty-nine.
Rocky: And how tall are you?
Joe: 1 meter 85.
Rocky: Now for that special question…How much do you weigh?
Joe: Oh, I don’t know. Seventy-five…maybe eighty kilos.
Rocky: Come on, let’s check it out. The scales are over here.
(Joe gets on the scales and Rocky looks at the results.)
It’s too much, Joe.
Joe: Rocky, I still have my shoes on.
Rocky: You have to lost some weight. At least…ten kilos.
Joe: That much? I thought about ten.
Rocky: When was the last time you did any regular exercise, Joe?
Joe: Oh…about six months ago. I used to play tennis with my girlfriend, Carla.
Rocky: Why did you stop?
Joe: She met another guy. Some stupid tennis player, I think…You know how it is.
Rocky: Yeah, sure…I understand. When was your last medical check-up, Joe?
Joe: Last month. The doctor said I was in terrible shape.
Rocky: Don’t worry. This exercise program will take care of that Get on the bike and
we’ll start.
(Joe gets on the bike.)
Rocky: I’m setting it for ten minutes. OK. ready? Start cycling.
Joe: This is easy! Exercise…I love it!

(Ten minutes later.)
Rocky: Hey, you OK?
Joe: I think I went about 100 kilometres. Look at this sweat! Do you think it’s good for you?
Rocky: You have to take it easy at first. Moderate, regular exercise. That’s the key.
Joe: What do you mean “regular”?
Rocky: At least three times a week.
Joe: You’re kidding, right?
Rocky: Twenty minutes to half an hour every second day.
Joe: I don’t think I’ll make it.
Rocky: It takes time. You have to be patient.
Joe: That’s easy for you to say. You don’t have to lose 10 kilos.
Rocky: Listen. Aerobic exercise like cycling will strengthen your heart and help you
lose weight. If you don’t want to use the bike, you can jog or swim.
Joe: I think cycling is just fine.
Rocky: OK. We’ll go over here a little bit and try a few …sit-ups.
Joe: Great! That should be a lot of fun!
(They walk over and get ready to do sit-ups. Rocky demonstrates.)
Rocky: Sit ups are good for your stomach. Keep your knees bent. Hands beside your head
and pull up, like this. OK? Your turn.
(Joe starts to do sit-ups.)
Joe: Sit-ups I know I can do One…two…three…
Rocky: Take it easy!  
Joe: Four…five…six…seven…eight…nine…ten!
Rocky: Good work! In a few weeks time you’ll be doing fifty!
Joe: Yeah, if I don’t die first.
Rocky: Don’t worry, you’ll live. Come on, we have a lot more to do.
Joe: There’s more? Oh!

(Joe is finished exercising. He and Rocky are standing at the front desk.)
Rocky: So how are you doing now?
Joe: Every muscle in my body aches. Thanks.
Rocky: Don’t worry. Pain goes away… like a broken heart.
Joe: Ah, wonderful! Now if Carla would just leave that stupid tennis player,
everything would be OK.
Rocky: I don’t think that’s going to happen, Joe.
(Carla enters.)
Carla: Ready to go, Rocky?
Rocky: Uh-huh.
Joe: Carla!
Carla: Joe! What a surprise!
Rocky: I think you two know each other. This is my girlfriend.
Joe: Wait a minute! If you’re his girlfriend, then he’s...
Rocky: That’s right, Joe. I’m the stupid tennis player!

OA5

2006-01-17 12:53:04 | Weblog
Desmond: Ok, get in here…OK, empty your pockets and sit down!
Desmond: So, your name is William Lukeman, right?
Maxie: Yeah.
Desmond: (Reading from a card in one of the wallets) Age 49, brown hair, brown eyes
1 metre 55, 70 kilos, taxi driver, married.
(Desmond looks through the second wallet and pulls out some cards.)
Desmond: Oh, this is interesting. Your name is also George Taylor.
Maxie: Sure.
Desmond: George Taylor, age 34, brown hair, blue eyes, 1 metre 74, 80 kilos,
lawyer, married.
(Desmond repeats the action with a third wallet.)
Desmond: And look at this. Your name is also Ken cooper.
Maxie: Why not? It’s a nice name.
Desmond: Ken Cooper. Age 22, blond hair, blue eyes, 1metre 68, 80 kilos, car mechanic
and single. So, let’s see. Your name is William Lukeman. Your name is George
Taylor. Your name is also Ken Cooper.
Maxie: Well, I like a lot of variety in my life.
Desmond: You’re 49,22,34. You’re single and you’re married. You’re a taxi driver,
a lawyer and a mechanic.
Maxie: I could never hang onto a job.
Desmond: So. Who are you?
Maxie: You’re the detective. You find out.
Malloy: Answer the question.
Desmond: It’s OK, Malloy. We’ll get his fingerprints. We’ll find out who he is
Malloy: Come on. Give us an answer.
(Maxie still doesn’t answer.)
Desmond: OK, Malloy, take him to the cell. Maybe he’ll remember who he is…after a few
days.
Maxie: OK! OK! My name is Mazie Gardiner
Desmond: Maxie Gardiner. We’ll check that name out. OK. Get him out of here.
(Malloy takes Maxie by the arm.)
Malloy: Let’s go, Maxie.

(Later in the day)
Desmond: OK, Malloy, bring him in.
(Malloy brings Maxie in.)
Desmond: Ah, so, your name really is Maxie Gardiner. (reading from paper) Maxwell
Gardiner, age 40, 1 metre 65,75 kilos, married and divorced twice, no fixed address.
First arrest was in l962. Total of five arrests in all. Eleven years in jail. Congratulations,
Maxie, you’re well-known. You’re the number one pickpocket in the country.
Maxie: That’s right, cop. I’m the best.
Desmond: Well, you made one big mistake. You came to Montreal and met us. Bring in
Mrs. Colombo.
Malloy: Mrs. Colombo.
(Mrs. Colombo walks in.)
Desmond: Is this the man, Mrs. Colombo? Take your time. Look carefully.
Mrs.C.: I don’t have to take my time, young man. That’s him. I’m sure it’s him.
That’s the thief.
Desmond: Are you absolutely sure?
Mrs. C.: Yes, I am. I’m absolutely sure. That’s the man.
Desmond: Thank you, Mrs. Colombo. Take him away.
(Malloy leads Maxie away.)
Malloy: Let’s go.
Desmond: Thank you, Mrs. Colombo. But, tell me, why did you have a mousetrap in
your purse?
Mrs. C.: Officer, I was robbed last year. A man stole my wallet right out of my bag.
It won’t happen again. (She opens her purse and takes out the mousetrap.)
Desmond: That’s for sure. Mrs. Colombo. Thanks again.
Mrs. C.: Not at all. It’s my pleasure.
(Later in the day. Maxie is back in the room.)
Malloy: Well, Maxie, you’re finished. We were just too smart for you.
Maxie: Smart, hah! You were just lucky! Crazy old woman! (Looks at his bandaged finger.)
A mousetrap in her purse!
Malloy: Well, too bad for you. Maxie boy. You’re going to jail for a nice, long vacation.
And we’re going to Joe’s Steak House for dinner. ( Grabs Maxie’s arm)
(He laughs as he leads Maxie away.)

(Joe’s Steak House -- supper-time)
Desmond: Great steak, Malloy. (Lights up a cigarette) That was good work today.
Malloy: Yeah.
Desmond: I wonder what our friend Maxie is having for supper tonight.
Malloy: Bread and water, I hope. (They both laugh.) Waitress! Waitress! The bill, please.
Desmond: It’s a good restaurant here.
Malloy: Yeah.
(The waitress brings the bill.)
Malloy: Thank you.
Desmond: How much is it?
Malloy: Forty-two dollars.
Desmond: OK, we’ll pay it and leave.
(Malloy reaches for his wallet. It’s not there. He looks in his other pockets. His wallet
is gone.)
Malloy: My wallet! I can’t find my wallet!
(Malloy checks his pockets again.)
Malloy: I probably left it at the station. Can you pay?
Desmond: No problem.
(Desmond reaches for his wallet. It’s not there.)
Desmond: Oh no !!
Malloy: Ah come on!
Desmond: (He searches all his pockets.) What’s happening? What’s going on?…Hey,
what’s this? (He pulls a note from his pocket, reads it and smiles.)
Malloy: What does the note say?
Desmond: (Reading the note) “I hope you boys like washing dishes. Your friend…Maxie.”
(They look at each other, surprised and shocked.)
Malloy: Oh, that sneaky little creep!


OA4

2006-01-17 12:50:34 | Weblog
Helen: Come on. George.
George: No. We went skiing last year.
Helen: But you love to ski.
George: You love to ski, I love to suntan.
Helen: And you need the exercise.
George: I’m not getting fat and I’m not going skiing.
Helen: Fine. I’ll go alone.
George: Helen!
Helen: I’m serious. George. If you don’t want to come, I will go by myself.
George: Don’t be silly.
Helen: I’m not being silly!
George: Helen, please, you’re shouting.
Helen: I’m not shouting.
(The travel agent can’t take another minute of this.)
Agent: Excuse me!
Helen & George: What?
Agent: Can I help you?
George: I doubt it.
Helen: We want to book our winter vacation.
George: Your vacation, you mean.
Helen: George. Why are you being so difficult?
Agent: Please, have a seat. I’m sure I can help.
Agent: OK. Now, where is it you’d like to go?
Helen: I would like to go skiing.
Agent: Great. There’s lots of beautiful places to go. Let’s see . You could go to
the Laurentians (She takes some brochures)…or maybe Vermont, Colorado, Montana…
George: (Interrupting) Florida.
Agent: Florida?
George: That’s right. I want the hot sun and sandy beaches.
Agent: OK, there’s lots of places you can get that, too (Again, she reaches for
brochures.) …Have you thought of…Mexico or maybe the Caribbean?
Helen: Beaches are…so boring.
George: (To Helen) So is skiing, Helen. Look! I look at the snow eight months a year.
I don’t want to see it on my two weeks off.
Helen: (To the agent) No, he wants to lay on the beach and bake in the hot sun!
George: What’s wrong with that?
Agent: Could I ask you a question? Have you thought of taking separate vacation?
George: You mean go alone…to different places?
Agent: Sure. A lot of married couples do it.
George: Yeah, but they don’t stay married for long.
Agent: Actually, it can be really good to take a vacation alone sometimes. But I tell
you what, you take a look at the brochures for a couple of minutes…five,
ten minutes…and we can make the bookings a little later on. (She gets up.)
I have a phone call to make right now, if you’ll excuse me.
(The travel agent makes the phone call and returns.)
Agent: So, have you make your decision?
George: A lot of these places are too expensive, but this one in Mexico looks good.
Helen: I like the ski resort in Colorado.
(The agent turns to the computer.)
Agent: OK. Can I get your dates, please?
Helen: Sure. February 10th to the 24th. Forget Valentine’s Day.
Agent: (Turning back to them) You’re in luck. I have openings on those dates for both
places. Do you want to book them?
George: Yeah, I guess so.
Agent: (To George) OK. Now, will you be needing to rent a car while you’re there?
George: Well, it says here in the brochure that the hotel provides free transportation
from the airport and it’s right on the beach.
Agent: (To Helen) How about you?
Helen: No…it appears that the ski resort is right on the mountain.
Agent: Ok. Then we’re ready. (To Helen) Can I start with you? Can I get your full
name, please?
Helen: George and Helen Kowalski…Helen Kowalski. K-O-W-A-L-S-K-I.
Agent: OK. Helen, you will be leaving on Flight 145 to Boulder, Colorado, on Saturday,
February 10th…returning on Flight 129 on Sunday, February 24th. I’ll have your ticket…
George: (He turns to Helen.) Hold it, I don’t want to go to Acapulco by myself. If it’s that
important to you, we’ll go skiing. I mean…the sun shines in the mountains, too, right?
Helen: (Smiling) No, George. I was wrong. Look, we went skiing last year. We should
do what you want to do this year.
George: I don’t mind skiing really.
Helen: No. I want to go to Mexico.
George: Are you sure?
Helen: (Louder and impatiently)Yes, I’m sure.
George: Well, we don’t have to go if you don’t want to.
Helen: (Loudly) I want to do.
George: Well, you don’t have to get mad.
Helen: I’m not getting mad.
Agent: Excuse me! (She answers the phone.) Hello. Oh, yes, hi. Yes. Great! OK, can
you give me the details. Uh-huh. OK. Yeah, February 10th to the 24th. Yeah,
that’s perfect. OK, I’ll call you right back. Thanks a lot. ‘Bye ‘bye.
(She hangs up the phone and George immediately speaks.)
George: Maybe we should finish those separate bookings.
Agent: Listen, you two. I don’t think you really want to go on separate vacation, do you?
(George looks at Helen and both of them smile and start to laugh.)
Agent: I’ve got another suggestion. I just called the Hawaiian travel bureau and I can
get a package to the island that includes four days of skiing at Mount Mauna Kea.
What do you think?
Helen: Oh, it sounds perfect!
George: Yeah, but is it expensive?
Agent: No more expensive than paying for separate vacations.
Helen: (Smiling at George) Is the hotel on the beach?
Agent: It sure is. There’s swimming and water skiing and sailing…
George: Scuba diving?
Agent: Sure. They have scuba diving lessons, too.
Helen: Oh, it sounds great. We’ll take it.
Agent: Terrific! Listen, your tickets will be ready in about a week’s time.
George: Thanks very much. (He shakes hands.)
Helen: Yeah, you’ve been a big help. (She shakes hands with the travel agent.)
Agent: My pleasure. Listen, I hope you have a wonderful vacation.
Helen & George: Oh, we we’ll.
Agent: ‘Bye now.
Helen: ‘Bye.
Agent: (Shaking her head) Thanks, Charlie. Listen, I’m telling you, sometimes I think
I should be doing this full time…
(Charlie looks at her with a questioning look. After all, she’s already a full-time
travel agent.)
Agent: Marriage counselling…it probably pays better, too, don’t you think? (Charlie
hands her some papers.) Thanks a lot.

OA3

2006-01-17 12:49:15 | Weblog
(Dennis Johnson is talking on the phone in his office.)
Dennis: Yeah, it looks great. I’d just like to know where Arlene is. (He hangs up.
The phone rings again.)
Dennis: Hello, Arlene! Where are you?…the hospital? But Arlene, the show starts in 20
minutes…What do you mean, you can’t do the show? Who’s going (He hangs up
the phone. Janet drops a paper on his desk.)
Janet: Here’s today’s script, Dennis.
Dennis: (On the phone) Hello, boss, it’s Dennis…Yeah, we have a big problem. Arlene
can’t do the show…I should do it? Boss, I can’t cook on TV. Not in front of all those
people…Yeah, but, Mr. Black!!…I can’t…Hello. Hello…(Dennis hangs up the phone.)
Dennis: I am not doing that show!
(Dennis in the kitchen)
Dennis: Hello and welcome to “Cooking with Arlene”…That’s no good…Hello, my name
is Dennis Johnson and welcome to “Cooking with Arlene”.
(Janet is speaking on the phone.)
Janet: Yeah, well, I’m sorry to hear that, Arlene. Yeah, I’ll tell him after the
show, OK…yeah…All the best…OK…Yeah, bye.
Dennis: (Practicing) Hi, I’m Dennis Johnson and this is “Cooking with Arlene”. Oh, I
can’t do this!
Janet: OK, Dennis, you’re on in five seconds.
Dennis: No, Janet…I’m not ready! I’m not ready!
Janet: And five…four…three…
Dennis: Janet, stop! Stop! Just a second…I can’t…stop, I can’t. I can’t…
Janet: …two…one…and you’re on.
(Dennis looks at the camera, but does not move.)
Janet: (Whispering) Dennis, Dennis, the introduction!
Dennis: The introduction? Oh, the introduction! Yes…Hi…and welcome to “Cooking
with Arlene”. My name is Dennis Johnson, so today we’ll be “Cooking with Dennis”
…My name is Dennis…
Janet: (Whispering) The recipe!
Dennis: OK…So, well, we’re here to cook , so let’s cook, huh? What are we cooking, Janet?
Janet: Spanish omelets.
Dennis: Did you hear that, folks? Today we’re cooking Spanish omelets. I love omelets,
don’t you? And, of course, as we all know, the main ingredients in omelets are eggs.
(He looks around.)…Eggs…little round white things, like this (Makes a circle with
his fingers)…kind of round and …white…
Janet: (Whispering) On the counter…behind you!
(Dennis gets the eggs.)
Dennis: Our eggs. Now then, we have our eggs and the recipe calls for four eggs…one, two,
three, and (He drops the fourth egg on the counter.)…four…We take our three eggs and
break them into the bowl. And, of course, omelets are good for you…and they’re fun to
eat… and not only that, but they’re really easy to make. And …once we have our three
eggs in the bowl, we …add a little milk…(Whispering) Where’s the milk, Janet?
Janet: In the fridge-behind you!
Dennis: Fridge. It’s always a good idea to keep your milk in the fridge.
(He gets the milk and puts a little in the bowl.)
Dennis: OK. So, we add a little milk and then we beat the whole thing together…Now,
you can use one of these hand beaters or you can use one of these electric beaters like
I’m going to use.
(He puts the beater into the bowl and turns it on high.)
Dennis: Always remember to keep the beater on low…You know, I love to cook…My
Mom, when I was a little guy, always used to tell me, when you’re cooking never,
ever hurry…
(Janet tells him to hurry.)
Dennis:…or you make mistakes. Once we’ve got that done, we’re ready to add our
other ingredients. You’ll need an onion, a green pepper, a tomato, and some salt
and pepper, and some oil for the frying pan (He looks around)…The frying pan, Janet?…
Janet: The right drawer.
(Dennis goes to the left drawer.)
Janet: Not the left - the right!
(Dennis holds up the pan.)
Dennis: Our pan. OK, now what we do is, we add a little oil to the pan…just a little at
the bottom here. There we go. And we put that on medium heat.
(He turns the stove on high without looking.)
Dennis: Now, next, we chop up our onion. Always remember when you’re chopping onions
to breathe through you mouth. Otherwise, if you breathe through your nose…
like that…you may start…to cry…
Janet: Dennis…Dennis…the pan!
Dennis: And watch your pan! We wouldn’t want to burn our onions, would we?
(He takes the onions and adds them to the frying pan.)
Dennis: OK. We add our onions…and we get ready to add our other ingredients
(Dennis picks up the green pepper and the knife.) Next, we quickly chop a green
pepper. You know, I like to sing when I cook at home. Perfect! What a great idea!
Why don’t we all sing? “When the moon hits your eyes like a big pizza pie, that’s amore!
When you walk down the street any chance that you meet, that’s amore…”
Janet: Dennis! (She makes a sign to him to hurry.)
Dennis: Yeah, OK. So, once you’ve got all that done, you add that mixture to
your onions…There we go…
(Smells) Mmmmmm!…OK, now we let that simmer for three minutes.
Janet: You have one minute left, Dennis.
Dennis: (Quickly adding the eggs to the pan) Er…I think those three minutes are up,
don’t you? OK. And, we now get ready to add our eggs. Oh, yeah! Here we go.
A little salt and pepper…and we’re cooking!
Janet: Forty seconds.
Dennis: Er…OK, so you flip your omelet.
Janet: Thirty seconds.
Dennis: Once it’s all cooked, you dish it up on the plate.
(He puts the omelet on the plate.)
Janet: Fifteen seconds.
Dennis: Ah…and oh, and add a little parsley and tomato for colour…And doesn’t that
look good? Don’t forget to write for today’s recipe.
Janet: That’s it, folks!
Dennis: Thank goodness that’s over!
Janet: It’s OK, Dennis. The first time is always the hardest. You’ll get better.
Dennis: What do you mean, “I’ll get better”?
Janet: Arlene called again. She’s going to be in the hospital for a month. Looks like
you’ll be doing three more shows, Dennis. (She walks away laughing.)
Dennis: Oh, no…Janet…wait…I…can’t…Janet…no…Janet, wait…I can’t…Janet…


OA2

2006-01-17 12:48:16 | Weblog
2 Doctor knows best.

Rec: The doctor will see you now. ( It is 4:00 p.m. John Hunter stands at the receptionist’s
desk in a doctor’s office. He is smoking a cigarette.)
Mr. Hunter: Excuse me. I’m John Hunter Ihave an appointment with Dr. Pachesky.
Rec: Oh yes, Mr. Hunter. I’ll need your medical insurance card. (Mr. Hunter hands her
the card.)
Rec: Thank you. If you’d just take a seat over there, I’ll call you when the doctor is ready.
And, Mr. Hunter! This is a “No Smoking” area.
Mr. Hunter: Oh, gee…Uh, do you have an ashtray?
Rec: No Mr. Hunter. I don’t smoke. (Mr. Hunter takes a seat in the waiting room.
Then he gets up, goes over by a window and lights up a cigarette.)
Rec: Mr. Hunter! The doctor will see you now. ( Mr. Hunter tries to hide the cigarette.)
Mr. Hunter: Ah, nice view.
Rec: And I’ll take that cigarette! Follow me, please.

( In the doctor’s office )
Doctor: Sorry to keep you waiting, Mr. Hunter.
Mr. Hunter: That’s OK. (He looks at his watch.) It’s only been about a half an hour.
Doctor: So, what can I do for you today?
Mr. Hunter: Well, I’m a little worried about my heart.
Doctor: Oh really? Well why are you so worried?
Mr. Hunter: Yesterday, when I was at work, I got a pain, ah…right here. ( He points
to his left side.)
Doctor: Could you describe it to me?
Mr. Hunter: Well, it started out as a dull ache and then it turned into a sharp pain.
It really hurt.
Doctor: Anything else?
Mr. Hunter: Yeah, I felt dizzy and I could hardly breathe. I had to sit down and rest
for fifteen minutes.
Doctor: Hmm-mm.
Mr. Hunter: Do you think it’s my heart?
Doctor: I’m not sure, but I would like to ask you a few more questions. How old are you?
Mr. Hunter: About forty-five.
Doctor: Do you smoke?
Mr. Hunter: Yeah.
Doctor: How much?
Mr. Hunter: A pack a day…sometimes two.
Doctor: How long have you been smoking?
Mr. Hunter: Oh, I don’t know. Twenty years, maybe longer.
Doctor: Twenty years is a long time, a long time.
Mr. Hunter: I know. But I like to smoke. It relaxes me.
Doctor: Oh, I understand, I understand. But it’s bad for your health. Do you drink
a lot of coffee, too?
Mr. Hunter: Yeah, but I’ve cut down a lot lately.
Doctor: How many cups a day?
Mr. Hunter: Oh,…eight or nine.
Doctor: Two or three cups a day is all you should drink. It’s bad for the heart.
Mr. Hunter: But I need coffee. I’m a journalist. I work long hours.
Doctor: I know what you mean…Well, I think I have to examine you. Would you
take off your shirt, please, and go sit on the examining table. ( Mr. Hunter is sitting
on the examining table.)
Doctor: All right. We’re just going to check your lungs now. All right, now breathe in.
No, no, no. Not like that. Deeper. Like this. (The doctor takes a deep breath and
starts to cough.)
Doctor: Excuse me, Mr. Hunter. I’m …I’m sorry about that. All right, breathe in…out…
Mr. Hunter: Is it OK?
Doctor: Yes, I’m surprised. It’s excellent. Well, Mr. Hunter, you seem to be in good
health, but I’d like to order a few tests just to make sure.
Mr. Hunter: Then there is something wrong.
Doctor: No, no, no. There’s nothing to worry about. But if you want to stay in good health,
I would quit smoking …and cut down on coffee, too.
Mr. Hunter: Yeah, I’ll try.
Doctor: Oh,…and make another Mr. Hunter puts on his shirt and reaches for
a cigarette. He looks at the packet, then throws it in the garbage.)

(Mr. Hunter is standing at the receptionist’s desk.)
Mr. Hunter: So, I just threw the whole pack in the garbage. This time I really
think I’m going to quit.
Rec: That’s great, Mr. Hunter. We’ll see you tomorrow at 4:30 then? (As she talks,
the doctor comes around the corner, a cigarette in his mouth.)
Doctor: (To receptionist) Julie, do we have any fresh coffee? Mr. Hunter! You’re still here?
Mr. Hunter: You smoke!
Doctor: What? ( He looks at his cigarette.) Oh, this! Well…well, you’re a smoker.
You understand how it is, Mr. Hunter. You smoke.
Mr. Hunter: Not anymore. I just quit. (To receptionist) How many cups of coffee
does he drink?
Rec: About ten cups a day.
Mr. Hunter: Ten cups! Doesn’t he know that that’s bad for his heart?
Doctor: Ah, but I work long hours…I need coffee. (He starts to cough.)
Mr. Hunter: And that cough! I really think he should quit smoking, don’t you?
Doctor: OK. OK, you’re right. (He puts out the cigarette.)
Mr. Hunter: The whole pack, please. (The doctor gives the pack to Mr. Hunter.)
Mr. Hunter: Oh, and doctor? If you need anything else, just call. I’ll be happy to help.

O.A.スクリプト

2006-01-17 12:47:15 | Weblog
The customer is always right

Salesclerk: May I help you with anything?
Customer: Ah no, not right now. thank you. I’m just looking.
Salesclerk: May I take your…your coat and bag?
Customer: Pretty big bag, eh? Thank you very much. I’m a little warm in this. I’m not
very well-dressed, am I?
Salesclerk: Well, you are here to buy new clothes, aren’t you?
Customer: That’s right…I’m looking for a dress.
Salesclerk: What size do you take?
Customer: Size 10.
Salesclerk: I think a size 12 dress would fit you perfectly. Follow me, please. (She shows
the customer the pink dress.) This is our latest style. Isn’t it beautiful?
Customer: I don’t really like the color…Do you have something in blue?
Salesclerk: No. This dress only comes in pink. Pink is the new winter color.
Customer: Here’s one in blue. I love the belt.
Salesclerk: Yes, it’s nice, but it is last year’s style.
Customer: Maybe I can try them both on?
Salesclerk: Certainly, madam.
Customer: Thank you.
Salesclerk: Would you like to look at the skirts?
Customer: Sure. What do you have? This is beautiful. Does it come in brown?
Salesclerk: No…only black.
Customer: (Taking another skirt) Oh, I like this one…I like the buttons.
Salesclerk: That is a size 8, madam. (She shows the customer another skirt.) This is
a size 12. Isn’t it a lovely design?
Customer: Oh, I like this one in green.
Salesclerk: You can try them both on.
Customer: Hey, just a minute, please. I’d like to try on one of these suits. I like this red one.
It’s only150 dollars. You don’t like it?
Salesclerk: I think you’d look much better in this black one.
Customer: How much does it cost?
Salesclerk: It was 550, but it’s been reduced to 350 dollars.
Customer: Three hundred and fifty dollars is a lot of money! It’s more expensive than
this one.
Salesclerk: Believe me, madam, it’s worth the extra money. Just look at the material…
and the style.
Customer: Well, maybe I could…
Salesclerk: …try them both on? Yes, of course. Would you like a blouse?
Customer: What do you have? (The customer takes a grey blouse. The salesclerk takes
a white blouse.)
Salesclerk: Follow me, please. (The customer tries on the blue dress.)
Customer: Ta da! (Looking in the mirror) Ah, I love it. It’s so comfortable. You don’t like it.
Salesclerk: Well, it is last year’s style. Why don’t you try on the pink one I showed you?
(The customer tries on the pink dress.) Wonderful! It’s beautiful on you.
Customer: Yes, but the shoulders are too tight, and it’s too long.
Salesclerk: Well, we can shorten it. Or you can wear it with a belt. And this scarf
is perfect!…You do like the dress, don’t you?
Customer: Yes…
Salesclerk: Well, then I think you should buy it. Now, why don’t you try on the skirts?
(The customer tries on the green skirt, the skirt with a design, and finally the red suit.)
Customer: Now, this looks good, doesn’t it?
Salesclerk: Yes, it’s nice. But the color…
Customer: I thought I looked good in red.
Salesclerk: Well, it’s up to you, but I really think that you should…
Customer:…try on the black suit.
(The customer tries on the black suit.) It’s too big.
Salesclerk: We can take it in.
Customer: Three hundred and fifty dollars is a lot of money.
Salesclerk: It is the latest style.
Customer: I know that, but…
Salesclerk: Well, it is your decision.
Customer: You’re right. It is my decision.
Salesclerk: You won’t regret it, madam.
Customer: No, I won’t regret it. (The salesclerk folds the black suit, pink dress and
skirt with a design. The customer comes out of the changing room.)
Salesclerk: You’re going to love these clothes. The dress is beautiful, and the suit is
perfect for you. (The customer goes to the door and leaves the store.) Madam…
madam…(She looks around and walks towards the door.)…Hello. Madam! Wait!
What about your clothes?

100 Case Studies

2005-11-18 13:43:35 | Weblog
http://www.thetimes100.co.uk/index.php

Oral Summarization

2005-10-14 11:50:34 | Weblog
Procedure

 1.   音声を聴く
 
 2. 音声を聴きながら Silent Shadowing (nativeの発音を分析する)
    *2回行う
 
 3. Active Shadowing 声を出してshadowする
     -集中を上げる
     -集中の配分
     -メモを取る
     
 4. メモを見ながら要約する(口頭)

 5. 使用素材 -メモを取らなければならないくらいの長さ
         -少し易しめのもの News Tape 1 or VOA
         
 6. 目的 = メインアイデアを即座に抜き出す
自分の話せるトピックを増やす  
 


9月16日2限授業課題(山本政樹)

2005-09-16 12:04:58 | Weblog
アメリカで政治学を教えているある友人が、「ファシズムと呼ぶべきか」というテーマで講演するためにAPSA(米国政治学会)の定期会合に行く、ということを手紙で教えてくれた。この質問がAPSAの主流で議論されていることは注目に値する。これはアメリカにおいてどれだけ状況が悪化しているかの前兆だからだ。

6.17

2005-06-17 10:34:57 | Weblog
Securities
http://www.asianstocks.info/words/word.htm#PER