Sex and the City-[Á¦¸ñ: ¿ì¿¬ÇÑ ¸¸³²]
Miranda: The Chinese take-out lady thinks I'm pathetic.
She said "Every night, every night, the same thing."
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Carrie: That's a tad bitchy for a take-out lady.
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Miranda: Do you think I'm in a rut?
¢º³»°¡ Ʋ¿¡ ¹ÚÇô ÀÖ´Ù°í »ý°¢ÇÏ´Ï?
Carrie: A food-rut?
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Miranda: I'm sitting home with my cat, ordering the same thing almost every night.
The only thing that can make it sadder is if I have a Cathy Comic taped to my refrigerator door.
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Carrie: Never say Cathy Comic to me again.
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Miranda: She giggled at me. The take-out lady.
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Carrie: Then order from someplace else.
There is like 600 Chinese places on your block.
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Miranda: This place is my favorite.
I like their cold noodles and it's easier than figuring out where else to go.
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Carrie: Fine, then bear the take-out food shame.
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Narration: There they were. Our ex-boyfriends.
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Carrie: What are they doing together? What are they friends now?
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Miranda: Apparently. This is bad.
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Carrie: What do you think they are talking about?
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Miranda: What do you think they are talking about?
¢ºµÑÀ̼ ¹«½¼ ¾ê±â ÇÏ´Â °Å¶ó°í »ý°¢ÇÏ´Ï?
Carrie: Their dogs?
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Miranda: Yeah, here's their dog conversation:
¡°How's your dog?¡± ¡°Good, how¡¯s yours?¡±
¡°Good, was that those two bitches who ruined our lives?¡±
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Carrie: No, I didn¡¯t see yes. Oh, god
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Miranda: OK, we have a choice.
We can either run the other way or we can move into this building.
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Carrie: Come on. We can't run. Your shoe-straps will break. Alright, how do I look?
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Miranda: Good. Great!
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Carrie: You look great too.
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Miranda: Thank God I didn't wear my drawstring pants.
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* pathetic: ½½ÇÂ, (µüÇÏ°Ô) ÇüÆí¾ø´Â, °¡Ä¡ ¾ø´Â
* apparently: ºÐ¸íÈ÷, ¸í¹éÇÏ°Ô
* drawstring pants: ²öÀ¸·Î Ç㸮¸¦ Á¶¸£´Â Çæ··ÇÑ ¸é¹ÙÁö.