词汇：eater
n. 食者
相关场景
- “That old turkey pecked me,” Sally said. “A wolf got him and I’m glad.” Clara overheard part of the conversation. “I’m getting some more turkeys pretty soon,” she said. “Lorie’s so good with the poultry, I think we might raise a few.” The poultry chores had been assigned to Lorena—mainly just feeding the twenty-five or thirty hens and gathering the eggs. At first it seemed that such a small household couldn’t possibly need so many eggs, and yet they absorbed them effortlessly. July Johnson was a big egg eater, and Clara, who had a ferocious sweet tooth, used them in the cakes she was always making. She made so many cakes that everyone got tired of them except her.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “No, that’s Frog Lip’s job, scaring them punkin’-eaters,” Dan said. “He’ll scare them a sight worse than you will.” The next day Frog Lip got his chance. They saw a man plowing beside a team of big horses. A woman and a small boy were carrying buffalo chips in a wheelbarrow and piling them beside a low sod house that was dug into a slope. Two milk cows grazed nearby.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “Them gut eaters can’t throw dice,” he said.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “Look at them dern gut eaters,” Dog Face said. “I’d be denied if I’d eat guts raw.” “You might if you was hungry,” Monkey John said.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “Maybe you oughta just cook some beef,” he suggested. “That’s what we’re mostly used to.” Po Campo chuckled again. “Worms make good butter, you know,” he said. “Slugs particularly.” Newt didn’t know what to say to that. It occurred to him that the Captain might have been a little hasty when he hired the cook. Po Campo was even friendlier than Bol, but still, a man who thought you could dip grasshoppers in molasses and use worms for butter was not likely to become popular with a finicky eater like Jasper Fant, who liked his beef straight.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “I was never a big meat eater,” she said. “Living off corn bread keeps you feeling light on your feet.” Roscoe didn’t feel light on his feet, though. Both his legs pained him from where the root had struck them. He choked down the last of the corn bread and took another swallow or two of the cool well water.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “Talk up, Gus,” Jake said. “If you talk a little louder they’ll probably bring the horse herd to us, only they’ll be riding it.” “Well, they’re just a bunch of bean eaters,” Augustus said. “As long as they don’t fart in my direction I ain’t worried.” Call turned south. The closer they were to action, the more jocularity bothered him. It seemed to him that men who had been in bad fights and seen death and injury ought to develop a little respect for the dangers of their trade. The last thing he wanted to do at such times was talk—a man who was talking couldn’t listen to the country, and might miss hearing something that would make the crucial difference.
“说吧，格斯，”杰克说。“如果你说大声一点，他们可能会把马群带到我们这里，只是他们会骑着它。”“好吧，他们只是一群吃豆子的人，”奥古斯都说。“只要他们不朝我的方向放屁，我就不担心。”电话转向南方。他们越接近行动，他就越觉得好笑。在他看来，那些经历过糟糕战斗、目睹过死亡和受伤的人应该对他们行业的危险产生一点尊重。在这种时候，他最不想做的就是说话——一个说话的人听不到国家的声音，可能会错过一些能产生关键影响的东西。>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇- DAVID:
- Oh, come on. Now the whole world will know what my mother’s known for years: I’m a picky eater?>> 旅行终点 The End of the Tour Movie Script
- How come we didn't cross the 38th parallel... and push those rice-eaters back to the Great Wall of China... and take it apart brick by brick... and nuke them back into the f***in' stone age forever?>> 大儿子小爸爸 Back to School Movie Script