Knox, I don't believe this.
³ì½º, ÀÌ·² ¼ö°¡.
SCHOOL HALLWAY DAY
A crowd of students come in from the cold. Knox pushes his way through them, carrying a handful of wildflowers. He begins searching for Chris.
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KNOX: Chris!
³ì½º: Å©¸®½º.
He approaches a girl with hair similar to Chris' and turns her around, only to realize that it's not her.
³ì½º´Â Å©¸®½ºÀÇ ¸Ó¸®¸ð¾ç°ú ºñ½ÁÇÑ ÇÑ ¿©ÀÚ ¾ÆÀÌ¿¡°Ô·Î ´Ù°¡°£´Ù. ±×³à°¡ µÚ¸¦ µ¹¾Æº¸ÀÚ, Å©¸®½º°¡ ¾Æ´ÔÀ» ±ú´Ý´Â´Ù.
KNOX: Chris Noel. Do you know where she is?
GIRL: Um, I think she's in room 111.
³ì½º: Å©¸®½º ³ë¿¤À̶õ ¿©ÀÚ¾Ö°¡ ¾îµð ÀÖ´ÂÁö ¾Æ´Ï?
¿©Çлý: ¾Æ¸¶, 111È£½Ç¿¡ ÀÖÀ» °Å¾ß.
The girl points down the hallway.
KNOX: Thanks.
¿©ÇлýÀº º¹µµ¸¦ °¡¸®Å²´Ù.
³ì½º: °í¸¶¿ö.
Knox sets off in that direction. Chris is at her locker talking to a friend. She just closes her locker as she notices Knox coming towards her. She turns away.
³ì½º´Â ±× ¹æÇâÀ¸·Î °£´Ù. Å©¸®½º´Â »ç¹°ÇÔ ¾Õ¿¡¼ Ä£±¸¿Í À̾߱âÇÏ°í ÀÖ´Ù. »ç¹°ÇÔÀ» ¸· ´ÝÀ¸¸é¼ ³ì½º°¡ Àڽſ¡°Ô ´Ù°¡¿À´Â °ÍÀ» ¾Ë¾Ææ´Ù. ±×³à´Â ¿Ü¸éÇÑ´Ù.
KNOX: Excuse me. Chris.
CHRIS: Knox, what are you doing here?
KNOX: I came to apologize for the other night. I brought you these and a poem I wrote for you.
CHRIS: Knox, don't you know that, if Chet finds you here he'll kill you?
KNOX: I don't care. I love you, Chris.
CHRIS: Knox, you're crazy.
KNOX: Look, I acted like a jerk and I know it. Please, accept these. Please.
CHRIS: No. No... I, I can't. Just forget it.
³ì½º: Àá±ñ, Å©¸®½º.
Å©¸®½º: ³ì½º, ¿©±â¼ ¹¹ÇÏ´Â °Å´Ï?
³ì½º: Áö³¹ã ÀÏÀ» »ç°úÇÏ·Á°í ¿Ô¾î. ²ÉÇÏ°í ³Î À§ÇØ ³»°¡ ¾´ ½Ãµµ ÀÖ¾î.
Å©¸®½º: ³ì½º, ÃÂÆ®°¡ ¿©±â¼ ³Î º¸¸é Á×ÀÌ·Á µéÅÙµ¥ ±×°É ¸ð¸£°Ú´Ï?
³ì½º: »ó°ü¾ø¾î. »ç¶ûÇØ, Å©¸®½º.
Å©¸®½º: ³ì½º, ³Ê Á¦ Á¤½ÅÀÌ ¾Æ´Ï±¸³ª.
³ì½º: À̺Á, ³ ¹Ùº¸Ã³·³ ÇൿÇß¾î, ³ªµµ ¾Ë¾Æ. ÇÏÁö¸¸ ÀÌ°É ¹Þ¾ÆÁÙ·¡. Á¦¹ß.
Å©¸®½º : ¾Æ´Ï¾ß, ¾ÈµÅ. ¹ÞÀ» ¼ö ¾ø¾î. ±×³É Àؾî¹ö·Á.
Chris walks away. The school bell rings and she enters her classroom, closing the door behind her. Undaunted, Knox follows, opening the door and standing before her desk.
Å©¸®½º´Â ¶°³ª°í ¼ö¾÷ Á¾ÀÌ ¿ï¸®ÀÚ ±×³à´Â ±³½Ç·Î µé¾î°¡ ¹®À» ´Ý´Â´Ù. ÀÌ¿¡ ±¼ÇÏÁö ¾Ê°í ³ì½º´Â ±×³à¸¦ µû¶ó°¡ ¹®À» ¿°í ±×³àÀÇ Ã¥»ó ¾Õ¿¡ ¼±´Ù.
CHRIS: Knox, I don't believe this.
KNOX: All I'm asking you to do is listen.
Å©¸®½º: ³ì½º, ÀÌ·² ¼ö°¡.
³ì½º: ³»°¡ ¿øÇÏ´Â °Ç ³» ¾ê±â¸¦ µé¾î´Þ¶ó´Â °Í»ÓÀ̾ß.
As Knox begins to read his poem, the classroom grows quiet as everyone stops to listen.
³ì½º°¡ ½Ã¸¦ ³¶¼ÛÇϱ⠽ÃÀÛÇÏÀÚ ±³½ÇÀÌ ÀáÀáÇØÁö°í ¸ðµÎµé °æûÇÑ´Ù.
KNOX: The heavens made a girl named Chris. With hair and skin of gold. To touch her would be paradise.
Chris holds her head in her hands in embarrassment.
³ì½º: ÇÏ´ÃÀÌ Å©¸®½º¶õ ¿©ÀÚ¾ÆÀÏ ¸¸µå¼ÌÁÒ. ±Ý°ú °°Àº ¸Ó¸®Ä®°ú ÇǺθ¦ °¡Á³ÁÒ. ±×³à¸¦ ¸¸Áö¸é õ±¹ÀÌ µÉ °ÍÀ̶ó³×.
Å©¸®½º´Â ³Ã³ÇÑ µí ¸Ó¸®¸¦ ¼ÕÀ¸·Î ¿¡¿ö½Ñ´Ù.
Key Words
* hallway: an entrance hall or corridor
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ev) He stumbled in the darkened hallway.(±×´Â ¾îµÎ¿öÁø Çö°ü¿¡¼ ºñƲ°Å·È´Ù.)
* apologize: to acknowledge a mistake or offence and express regret for it
»ç°úÇÏ´Ù
ex) I must apologize for my outrageous behavior.
(³ÆøÇÑ ÇൿÀ» ÇÑ µ¥ ´ëÇØ »ç°ú¸¦ Çؾ߰ڴÙ.)
* jerk: a useless or idiotic person
¸ÛûÀÌ, ¹Ùº¸
* embarrassment: self-conscious awkwardness
´çȲ, ´çȤ
ex) She was overcome with embarrassment at the idea.
(±×³à´Â ±× »ý°¢¿¡ ´çȲÇؼ ¾î¿ ÁÙ ¸ô¶ú´Ù.)
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Chris! Chris Noel. Do you know where she is? Um, I think she's in room 111.
³ì½º´Â Å©¸®½º ã¾Æ »ï¸¸¸®¿¡ ³ª¼±´Ù. ½¬¿î ¿µ¾î, °£°áÇÑ ¿µ¾î, ÆòÀÌÇÑ ¿µ¾î°¡ ÁÁÀº ¿µ¾î¶ó´Â Á¡À» °í·ÁÇÒ ¶§ be µ¿»çÀÇ ¾²ÀÓ¿¡ °ü½ÉÀ» °¡Áú ÇÊ¿ä°¡ ÀÖ´Ù. Be µ¿»ç´Â 'Á¸Àç, Àå¼Ò, È°µ¿, °¨Á¤, go, come ´ë¿ë'µîÀ» ³ªÅ¸³½´Ù. ex) I'm in the room.(³ª´Â ¹æ¾È¿¡ ÀÖ´Ù.) She's gloomy.(±×³à´Â ¿ì¿ïÇÏ´Ù.) He's here by bus.(±×´Â ¹ö½ºÅ¸°í ¿©±â ¿Ô´Ù.)
Excuse me. Chris. Knox, what are you doing here? I came to apologize for the other night.
What are you doing here?´Â ½ÇÁ¦·Î ¹«½¼ ÀÏÀ» ÇÏ´ÂÁö ¹¯´Â °Ô ¾Æ´Ï¶ó ¿¹±âÄ¡ ¾Ê´ø Àå¼Ò¿¡¼ ¾Æ´Â »ç¶÷À» ¸¸³µÀ» ¶§ »ç¿ëÇϴ ǥÇöÀÌ´Ù.
I brought you these and a poem I wrote for you. I don't care. I love you, Chris. Knox, you're crazy. Look, I acted like a jerk and I know it. Please, accept these. Please.
ÁÖÀ§¸¦ °³ÀÇÄ¡ ¾Ê°í ¿ë°¨ÇÏ°Ô µéÀÌ´ë´Â ³ì½º´Â ¾Æ¹«Æ° ¸ÚÁö±ä ÇÏ´Ù. ¿©ÀÚÀÇ ¸¶À½À» Èçµå´Â °·ÂÇÑ ÁÖ¹®ÀÎ I love you.¸¦ »ç¿ëÇÑ´Ù. I'm mad/crazy about you.¶ó°í Ç¥ÇöÇصµ ÁÁ´Ù.
Just forget it. Knox, I don't believe this. All I'm asking you to do is listen.
Forget itÀº ¹®ÀÚ ±×´ë·Î Á÷¿ªÇϸé 'Àؾî¹ö·Á'Àε¥ ¸»ÇÏÀÚ¸é '¾ø´ø °ÍÀ¸·Î ÇØ'¶ó´Â ÀǹÌÀÇ °ÇÑ ºÎÁ¤ Ç¥ÇöÀÌ´Ù. '°ÆÁ¤ÇÏÁö ¸¶'ÀÇ Never mindµµ ºñ½ÁÇÑ Àǹ̴Ù. ¹ÏÀ» ¼ö ¾ø´Â ÀÏÀÌ ¹ß»ýÇßÀ» ¶§´Â "Oh my god. I can't believe it. µîÀÌ ÀÖ´Ù.
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