词汇：bar

n. 酒吧；条，棒；障碍

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“You dern cowboys ought to broom yourselves off before you walk in here,” he said with an insolent look. “We can get all the sand we need without the customers bringing it to us. That’ll be two dollars.” Augustus pitched a ten-dollar gold piece on the bar and as the young man took it, suddenly reached out, grabbed his head and smashed his face into the bar, before the young man could even react. Then he quickly drew his big Colt, and when the bartender raised his head, his broken nose gushing blood onto his white shirtfront, he found himself looking right into the barrel of a very big gun.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“I guess Willie will be so glad to see us he’ll offer us a free dinner, at least,” Augustus said, as they trotted over to the saloon. “Maybe a free whore, too, if he’s prospering.” But when they strode in, there was no sign of Willie or anyone they recognized. A young bartender with slick hair and a string tie gave them a look when they stepped to the bar, but seemed as if he could scarcely be troubled to serve them.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
July rode upstream until he found a place where both deer and cattle had crossed. The water was seldom more than a foot deep. They crossed a reddish bar of earth, and it seemed for a moment they might bog, but July edged south and soon found firm footing. In a few minutes they were on the south bank, whereas the man in the beaver hat had made no progress at all. He was so cool about his predicament that it was hard to tell if he even wished to make progress.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
He remembered that when he declared his love her eyes hadn’t changed at all—it was as if he had suggested she sweep out the bar. She had only tolerated him to avoid a scene with Jake, and had seemed scarcely aware that he had given her nearly two hundred dollars, four times as much as Gus. It was enough to buy her passage to San Francisco. But she had merely taken it and shut the door. It was cruel, love.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
He drove down to the saloon for a last word with Xavier. At first he thought the saloon was empty, but then he saw Xavier sitting at a little table near the shadowy end of the bar. He had not bothered to shave for two days, a sign of profound demoralization.“Dern, Wanz, you look poorly,” Augustus said. “I see the morning rush ain’t started yet.” “It will never start,” Xavier said in a desperate voice.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
THE MINUTE Jake stepped in the door of the Dry Bean Lorena saw that he was in a sulk. He went right over to the bar and got a bottle and two glasses. She was sitting at a table, piddling with a deck of cards. It was early in the evening and no one was around except Lippy and Xavier, which was a little surprising. Usually three or four of the Hat Creek cowboys would be there by that time.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
He went around behind the bar, got himself a bottle and brought it over to the table, grinning a big grin despite the heat.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Instead, Jake had walked in. Lippy gave a whoop, and Xavier was excited enough that he came out from behind the bar and shook Jake’s hand. Jake was polite and glad to see them, and took the trouble to ask their health and make a few jokes, but even before he had drunk the free drink Xavier offered him he had begun to make a difference in the way she felt. He had big muddy brown eyes and a neat mustache that turned down at the corners, but of course she had seen big eyes and mustaches before. What made the difference was that Jake was so at home and relaxed even after he saw her sitting there. Most men got nervous when they saw her, aware that their wives wouldn’t like them being in the same room with her, or else made nervous by the thought of what they wanted from her, which they couldn’t get without some awkward formalities of a sort that few of them could handle smoothly.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“Hooray,” he said. “Come on in, son. I hope you’ve the start of a crowd. If there’s anything I can’t stand it’s a dern gloomy saloon.” Lippy, content beneath his bowler, turned and shook his lip in Dish’s direction for a moment. Then he blew the shavings of his corn off the bar.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Dish sat by the river an hour, and when he got back to the Dry Bean everything was back to normal. Xavier Wanz was standing at the door with a wet rag in his hand, and Lippy was sitting on the bar shaving a big corn off his thumb with a straight razor. They didn’t count for much, in Dish’s view.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Lippy began to feel unhappy about the fact that Xavier had thrown his hat out the door. Augustus’s mention of the pigs put the whole matter in a more ominous light. After all, the pigs might come along and eat the hat, which was one of the solidest comforts in his meager existence. He would have liked to go and retrieve the hat before the pigs came along, but he knew that it wasn’t really wise to provoke Xavier unduly when he was in a bad mood anyway. He couldn’t see out the back door because the bar was in the way—for all he knew the hat might already be gone.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“Disgrace! I won’t have this hat. Who can eat?” Xavier said, though nobody was trying to eat. He took the hat around the bar and flung it out the back door. Once as a boy he had carried slops in a restaurant in New Orleans that actually used tablecloths, a standard of excellence which haunted him still. Every time he looked at the bare tables in the Dry Bean he felt a failure. Instead of having tablecloths, the tables were so rough you could get a splinter just running your hand over them. Also, they weren’t attractively round, since the cowboys could not be prevented from whittling on their edges—over the years sizable chunks had been whittled off, giving most of the tables an unbalanced look.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“Well, you’re already trained, ain’t you?” he said. Lorena didn’t consider what had happened in Gladewater any training for anything, but then it was clear there wasn’t anything respectable she was trained for, even if she could get away from Tinkersley without being killed. For a few days she had thought Tinkersley might love her, but he soon made it clear that she meant about as much to him as a good saddle. She knew that for the time being the sporting life was about her only choice. At least the hotel room was nice and there were no mean sisters. Most of the sports who came to see her were men Tinkersley gambled with in the bar down below. Once in a while a nice one would even give her a little money directly, instead of leaving it with Tinkersley, but Tinkersley was smart about such things and he found her hiding place and cleaned her out the day they took the stage to Matamoros. He might not have done it if he hadn’t had a string of losses, but the fact that he was handsome didn’t mean that he was a good gambler, as several of the sports pointed out to Lorena. He was just a middling gambler, and he had such a run of bad luck in San Antonio that he decided there might be less competition down on the border.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Is the jazz bar across from the supermarket on Tenth Street?
>> 2023-12 Pasta Problem
No chic little dames across a crowded bar.
>> 倒扣的王牌 Ace in the Hole (1951) Movie Script
Got a granola bar or something?
>> 侏罗纪公园2 The Lost World Jurassic Park (1997)Movie Script
Too late. Ellie slips out from under her safety bar too and stomps right across Gennaro's seat.
>> 侏罗纪公园 1 Jurassic Park (1993) Movie Script
Eric rips into a candy bar. After a moment, he realizes he should offer one to his guest as well.
>> 侏罗纪公园3 Jurassic Park 3 (2001) Movie Script
13 INT. HELL CREEK BAR AND GRILL, JORDAN, MT - NIGHT 13 They’re only halfway through the entree, but Grant is ready to bolt. It's only Billy who's keeping him from being rude. They walk over to Paul and Amanda’s table and sit down.
>> 侏罗纪公园3 Jurassic Park 3 (2001) Movie Script
The food or drink that a person has asked for in a restaurant or bar is their order.
>> 2023-12 Pasta Problem
[Whistle Blowing] [Screeching] [music] You made me cry [music] [music] When you said good-bye [music] [music]Ain't that a shame [music] [music]My tears fell like rain [music] S.A.E. 10-20 bar stock.
>> 火箭小子-十月的天空 1999 October Sky Movie Script
Now I'd say S.A.E. 10-20 bar stock ought to do you fine.
>> 火箭小子-十月的天空 1999 October Sky Movie Script
He squats and administers it... 181 INT. JORDAN’S ESTATE - BASEMENT - NIGHT (LATE SUMMER ‘95) 181 Massive, with a wet bar, media center and full gym.
>> 华尔街之狼 The Wolf of Wall Street Movie Script
She does; it’s called “Naomi”. As she squeals, hugs him- JORDAN (V.O.) For three weeks we sailed the Naomi through the Caribbean- INT. YACHT NAOMI - DAY (DEC ‘92) 113 The camera PUSHES IN past a white-jacketed STEWARD, who opens the door to the yacht’s main salon; next we seethe living room, with its full bar and leather couches; then the bedroom, with a king bed and monogrammed sheets.
>> 华尔街之狼 The Wolf of Wall Street Movie Script
33 EXT. BACK OF BAR - DAY (JUN ‘88) Jordan and Donnie get high. Donnie holds a flame under acrack pipe.
>> 华尔街之狼 The Wolf of Wall Street Movie Script