SecretlifeofAmericanteenager青春密语中英双语S01E01.doc

The Secret Life of American Teenager 101
Anne: Your dad went back to the office. He dropped your sister at a friend's house to do homework. It just seems like a lot of hours to be spending marching around with a French horn going nowhere.
Amy: Nowhere? We could end up at state championships.
Anne: By the time you get home, you barely have time to eat and do your homework, let alone have any fun. You're only young once. You should be having a little fun.

Ricky: So, when are you gonna quit teasing me, Adrian?
Adrain: Well, I told you, I don't do it on the first date.
Ricky: We've been out on more than a couple of dates.
Adrain: Just dropping by my house when my mother's not home is not a date.

Adrain: Can we help you with something?
Grace: Oh, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have interrupted. I saw you and thought maybe you were going to the game together. I wanted to invite you both to our church for a post-game celebration. With the gym being repaired, there's nothing at school, so we thought we'd try to invite everyone to our church. There won't be a sermon, I promise. Just music, dancing, and we always have really good food, and it's free.
Grace: She didn't mean that. She was just trying to shock me, and it worked. But, really, could you come? You and Adrian could bring anyone you want, as many people as you want.

Ben: Look at him. Now he's hitting on her.
Alice: Why are you so obsessed with Grace Bowman?
Ben: All right, well, I've gotta start somewhere. Where do you think I should start?
Alice: Maybe there. She's in the band. She's smart, she's nice. She might be desperate enough to go out with you.
Henry: No one's that desperate.
Ben: You wanna bet?
Alice: Why does it have to be a bet?
Henry: Why not?
Alice: 'Cause, one, you always lose, and, two, it objectifies Amy, who's a person, not a horse. Three, because winning is an obsession with Ben, and he will stop at nothing.

Amy: I didn't exactly realize what was happening until after two seconds, and then it was over. It wasn't fun and definitely not like what you see in the movies. You know, all romantic and stuff?
Lauren: Maybe it wasn't sex. Maybe you just had, like, a really bad dream, and you just think you had sex?
Amy: I'm in enough trouble as it is without skipping class.

Grace: I'm happy you're so interested in the Youth Fellowship programs, but I'm afraid you've made me late for class. So you owe me. I'm expecting to see you and Adrian both there tomorrow night with all of your friends.
Grace: Hi. I was just wondering if you were going to the game. We're having a party at our church after, and I would love if you could come.
Ricky: I'm just messing with you, kid. You don't think I could ever forget the night we spent together at band camp, do ya?

Madison: I ran all the way to the grocery store and back in 15 minutes, and that is counting the weird, awkward stare I got from the old lady that rung all that stuff up. I hope you drank enough water. Don't use it all on the first one. We wanna make absolutely sure.
Lauren: I think the only way to be absolutely sure is if you go see a doctor.
Amy: I don't have that kind of doctor.

Grace: My parents and I had a long talk about you and me.
Jack: But I thought your parents were happy we were dating. I thought they trusted me. I'm a Christian. I'm just as committed to abstinence as you are. If we do get married, and someday I do hope to marry you, in case I never said that. I do hope to marry you, you know, someday.
Grace: Well, I'm 15, you're 16. I think it's gonna be a while. I've got high school and college and I hope medical school.
Jack: How long is medical school, exactly?
Grace: What difference does it make? True love waits.
Jack: But you don't have to be out of medical school before you get married, right? I mean, you can get married before medical school, before college, even.
Grace: Jack, we've talked about this before, lots of times. I wanna be out of medical school before I get married. My dad waited till he was out of medical school, and my mom waited with him.
Jack: Excuse me if this sounds vulgar, but we have the relationship where I respect you, you respect me. We can tell each other anything, right?
Grace: Right, so just say what you wanna say.
Jack: It made me think about things. And you know when you tell yourself not to think about something, and you just cannot stop thinking about that something?

Adrain: Are you done here? I need a place to sit.
Grace: Oh, sure. Please, sit down. We were just leaving.
Jack: I think I'm just gonna stay here for a minute.
Adrain: I overheard a little of that.

Ben: Who came up with those?
Counselor: You're not trying to get out of gym, are you?
Ben: Gym? I would get of gym if I joined the band? What does one have to do with the other? Well, I know some students in the band who are engaging in a lot of physical activity. Just sign me up.
Counselor: You know, Ben, I think it's very admirable that you'd like to learn to play a musical instrument. However, I think you're lying about your motive. I think you want in the band for some other reason than your love of music.
Ben: Mark, we've gotta talk. You're the counselor. You're new here, and obviously you're new at the job. Am I right?
Counselor: According to my records, you're new here, too. You're a freshman, right?
Ben: Good research. You're absolutely correct.
Counselor: Just tell me why you want in the band.
Ben: I've decided that I'm in love with her and cannot live without her. Ergo, I must take up an instrument and join the band. So what do ya say? Not that I don't relish the opportunity to climb the ropes and jump over the horses in gym, but love calls, and I must answer.
Counselor: So this whole thing is motivated by rejection?
Ben: To be perfectly honest, Mark, it's all motivated by the fact that I'm 15, I'm a virgin, and if I ever want to have a sex life, I've gotta start somewhere. And my advisors have advised that I start with this band chick.
Counselor: So if Amy, the French horn player, is already in band, a change in your schedule is not gonna help you out.
Ben: How hard can it be? Let's get that meeting scheduled as soon as possible.
Counselor: Why do you even have to be in the band? Why can't you just call this woman up and ask her out?
Ben: Because, as you mentioned earlier, now I kill two birds with one stone. I get a shot at the chick, plus I get outta P.E. Hey, but if you can take a compliment, I think you're making progress. I like the suggestion just to call her. Now, I'm not a phone guy, but I like that you'd suggest something so practical and personal. You might just do well here.
Counselor: I'll find you after I've set up the meeting.
Ben: I'll look forward to it.

Amy: Life stinks.
Madison: It's kinda funny considering we're in a bathroom.
Lauren: What are we gonna do? We're in this with you. We're there for you, and anything you want us to do, we'll do it.
Amy: I don't think there's anything anybody can do, Madison. Can't believe I'm old enough to use the word "pregnant" in a sentence, much less actually be pregnant.
Lauren: I'm just gonna say this one more time, and then I'll shut up. I think you should see a doctor, because that's what it says on all three tests - to see a doctor.
Madison: Yeah, well, maybe doctors make them put that on the box so that they still get paid for an office visit.
Lauren: Or maybe they put that on there so you can come in early enough, so that way you have options. Well, I mean, if you don't really wanna have a baby at 15.
Madison: You better not be suggesting she get an abortion.
Lauren: I'm not suggesting anything. I just think you should see a doctor. And I would go to a doctor before you go to whoever this guy is. There may be something else wrong with you which is making you test positive for pregnancy even though you're not pregnant.
Amy: That would be a relief.
Lauren: You're calling? Don't you think your mother should do that?
Am: You don't think I'm telling my mother about this, do you?
Lauren: You have to. Either you're sick or you're pregnant, she's gonna find out sooner or later. Because, she'll either die or have a baby. And I hate to point this out, but somebody's gotta get that doctor bill.
Amy: No, they'll just bill it to the insurance.
Lauren: Your parents will see the insurance.
Madison: Wait. What if you tell your parents that you had to write a paper at school about some woman that you admire, and the only person you could think of was your pediatrician? Since she hadn't seen you in so long, she went ahead and gave you a checkup while you guys talked.
Lauren: It's a good idea, except it's a lie.
Madison: OK, would you stop freaking her out, OK? Look, I'll go with you. We'll go right after school.

Ashley: Why do these people think there's something wrong with a bellybutton? It's not like everyone doesn't have one. Personally, I don't see the big deal if it shows. It's not like anyone else is covering their buttons.
Anne: They're supposed to. It's in the dress code.
Ashley: Yes, Mother, but no one pays attention to the dress code. Not until today, when I get hauled into the principal's office and asked to put on a sweatshirt. Why should I follow the rules if no one else does?
George: I'll tell you why. Because I don't wanna get another call from the principal's office and neither does your mother. We don't like being embarrassed by our 13-year-old daughter who insists on dressing like a streetwalker when we take our hard-earned money to buy you decent clothes that meet the dress code requirement. Forget the school dress code. We have our own dress code. You didn't just break the school's rules, you broke our rules - rules of good taste. What are you trying to prove, that you're not 13? You're 13. That you're sexy? You're not sexy. Do you know what sexy means? It means you're ready to have sex, and you are not ready to have sex. Neither of my daughters are ready to have sex, and you two will not be ready to have sex for a long time.
Anne: He's right, although I doubt you'll get your father's permission even after you're married.
Ashley: Right about what? Showing my bellybutton means I wanna have sex? Do you have to be such a geek and ruin everything for me?
George: Hey, your sister's not a geek, she's a nice girl, and you know what? Boys like nice girls, so why don't you start trying to look a little nicer and be a little nicer?
Anne: Amy, are you feeling OK? You don't look well.
Amy: Yeah. No, I'm fine. I'm just a little tired.

Grace: Bless this time we have together as a family and know we are grateful for each other. Thank you for your many blessings and let us always remember to share with others, giving the same love and respect to everyone that we'd give to one another.
Marshall: How'd it go at school today, Grace? Youth fellowship party. Any takers?
Gra: No one said they'll definitely come, but I think they will.
Tom: Am I going to the party?
Marshall: Your mom and I aren't even invited to the party, Tom, so I tell you what we're gonna do. We're gonna go to the game, stop by and rent a video, and then we'll hang out here all night tomorrow.
Kathleen: That's right. We'll get some popcorn, maybe even I'll make your favorite brownies.
Grace: The party's for everyone. You can ride over with Jack and me. Jack won't mind.
Marshall: He might mind. Besides, I don't think we'd display the trust we have in you if we make your older brother your chaperone for the evening.
Tom: I do make a good chaperone.
Marshall: Yes, but she does not need a chaperone. Your sister made a promise, and we know she intends to keep it.
Tom: Why does she need a ring?
Marshall: She needs a ring to remind other people that she made that promise. It's not about Jack. This is about all boys, including Jack. Tom, why don't you go to the party for a little while, then your mom and I will pick you up afterwards. What do you say?
Tom: Better than nothin'.

Doctor: Sooner or later, I think you're gonna tell me why these sexual conquests make you feel like a man, because I know you know why you do this, and I know you know it's not gonna help. We go down this road every week, and then we hit a brick wall. Having sex with as many women as you can is not gonna make you feel any better, and I think it's making you feel worse.
Ricky: Aren't I supposed to tell you how I feel? You been coming here enough years to know I'm not that kind of shrink.
Doctor: Come on, tell me how you feel.
Ricky: I feel like my frickin' father stole my childhood and dumped me in another family and said, "You take him. I don't want him. He's damaged goods."
Doctor: I like the way you started out, although I'd love to hear a little more anger in your voice, because you have a right to be angry, because your father did steal your childhood by sexually abusing you, but he didn't dump you anywhere. Gigantic hand of social services reached down and plucked you out of a deplorable situation and placed you in a family that doesn't see the damage. They see the potential, and they love you, and I know you love them. But it's the loving yourself I don’t try to get you to come around to.
Ricky: I thought you were trying to get me to come around to not having sex with every girl I meet.
Doctor: Can you see how these two things are related? Can you see how you're constantly fighting to prove your masculinity all because your father was some sick bastard? Can you see how you have it within your power to not let what he did have anything to do with who you are at this point in your life?
Ricky: I'm not sure I wanna see it. How do you feel about that?
Doctor: I feel... like you don't wanna see it, because you think if you do, you'll lose your motivation for having sex. Without constant indiscriminate sex, you'll be a new person, a better person, a person you might actually like, even love.

Alice: I told you not to make a bet with him.
Henry: You really think it's gonna be so difficult to get Amy to go out with you that you have to join the band?
Ben: One - she'd probably go out with me anyway... but this way, I look like I'm the kind of guy who'd probably do anything for a dame, and two - it gets me out of gym.
Alice: And three - she may think you're stalking her, which may seem romantic to you, terrifying to her. Four - don't use "dame" outside your close circle of friends, which is us.
Henry: Come on, call her.
Ben: I'll call her. I don't wanna call too early. I don't wanna look too anxious. Dames don't like that.

George: What time's the game start tomorrow night? Good. I won't have to leave work early.
Amy: You don't have to go.
Anne: Of course we're going. We're not gonna miss seeing you march in your first high-school halftime.
Amy: Thought you didn't like marching bands, and you hate football.
Anne: But I love you.
Amy: Um, can I talk to the two of you alone?
Ashley