词汇：pocket

n. 口袋；钱；容器

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Vito reaches into his pocket, and takes out a roll of bills.
>> The Godfather: Part II 教父2 1974 Movie Script
EXT. NEW YORK STREET - MED. VIEW - DAY (1920) He stops to pick out some choice oranges and peaches from a fruit stand. Then he reaches into his pocket for change.
>> The Godfather: Part II 教父2 1974 Movie Script
He takes out an envelope, and puts it into his pocket; there's a KNOCK on the door, and Hagen enters. He had been asleep, and has quickly thrown on a robe.
>> The Godfather: Part II 教父2 1974 Movie Script
GRADUALLY, THE VIEW LOOSENS, he wears a warm navy Pea jacket, and walks with his hands in his pockets.
>> The Godfather教父 1972 Movie Script
BARZINI:
Don Corleone is too modest. He had the judges and politicians in his pocket and he refused to share them.
>> The Godfather教父 1972 Movie Script
They stand, hands in their pockets.
>> The Godfather教父 1972 Movie Script
MICHAEL:
Get rid of those and look like you've got a gun in your pocket.
>> The Godfather教父 1972 Movie Script
Come on, you hole-in-the-pocket socialist.
>> 1900 Movie Script
l'm a socialist with holes in the pocket, too.
>> 1900 Movie Script
''A socialist with holes in his pocket''?
>> 1900 Movie Script
You're talking to a socialist with holes in his pocket.
>> 1900 Movie Script
Piss in your pocket.
>> 1900 Movie Script
Go piss in your pocket!
>> 1900 Movie Script
ANGLE ON DREW: Who slams into the wall hard. when he hits, the scroll POPS out of his pocket and goes up in the air.
>> 花旗小和尚 American Shaolin (1992) Movie Script
Drew pockets the map, checks that the box is safely in place, then starts toward the waterfall. The drop off the side of the waterfall is incedible – steep and deadly.
>> 花旗小和尚 American Shaolin (1992) Movie Script
But he looked again at Newt. The boy looked so lonesome that he was reminded of his own father, who had never been comfortable with people. His father had fallen drunk out of a barn loft in Mississippi and broken his neck. Call remembered the watch that had been passed on to him, an old pocket watch with a thin gold case. He had carried it since he was a boy. He raised up in his stirrups, took it out of his pocket and handed it to Newt.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“Well, no, I ain’t,” Soupy said. “He’s a fair hand, but it don’t seem right a fair hand should be put over a top hand unless there’s a reason.” “He’s young and needs the training—you don’t. That’s the reason,” Call said. “If I tell you to take orders from him you will, or else leave. They’ll be my orders, at second hand.” Soupy reddened at the disgusting thought of taking orders from a boy. He stuffed his wages in his pocket, planning to leave, but an hour’s contemplation caused him to mellow and he gave Call back the wages. That night, though, he suddenly stuck out a foot and tripped Newt, when Newt walked past with a plateful of food. Newt fell on his face but he rose and flung himself on Soupy in a second, so angry at the insult that he even held his own for a few licks, until Soupy could bring his weight and experience into play—after which Newt got thoroughly pounded, so thoroughly that he was not aware when the fight stopped. He was sitting on the ground spitting blood, and Soupy had walked away. Call had expected the fight and watched impassively, pleased that the boy had fought so hard. Winning would have been beyond his powers.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“I’ve funds in a bank in San Antonio,” Augustus said. “Also I own half a cattle herd. It ought to be north of the Yellowstone by now.” “I brought pen and ink,” the doctor said. “If I were you I’d make your will while you’re still sober.” Augustus drank all afternoon and did not use the pen or ink. Once, when the music stopped, he looked out the window and saw a skinny pockmarked girl in a black dress standing in the street looking up at him curiously. He waved but could not be sure she saw him. He took another twenty-dollar gold piece from his pants pocket and sailed it out the window toward her. It landed in the street, to the puzzlement of the girl. She walked over and picked up the gold piece, looking up.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
The cowboys came down one by one and looked at it in silence. Po Campo crossed himself. Augustus took something out of his pocket. It was the medal the Governor of Texas had given him for service on the border during the hard war years.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“This one’s paid,” Buf said, putting a hand casually on Newt’s shoulder. “I hope you other fellows are as rich as he is, otherwise you’re welcome to pile back down those stairs.”The Rainey boys immediately produced their money, but Pete Spettle held back. He put his hand in his pocket, but instead of bringing out his money he brought his hand out empty, and turned for the door without a word. They heard him clump back down the stairs.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“This is a bonus,” Augustus said. “It’s hard to enjoy a metropolis like this if you’ve got nothing but your hands in your pockets.” “Hell, if you’re giving away money, give me some, Gus,” Pea Eye said.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
That was not Augustus’s intention. He had four ten-dollar gold pieces in his pocket, which he had intended to slip the boys on the sly. With Call gone, that was unnecessary. He flipped one to Newt, then handed them to each of the other boys.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“Newt, why don’t you take this pony?” he said, looking at the boy. “He’s a pacer—you won’t find no easier gait. And the rest of you boys divide what money’s in my pocket.”He smiled at the thought of how surprised they would be when they saw how much he had—it was that lucky week in Fort Worth he had to thank for it.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
The trouble opened a gap in the line of cowboys and some three hundred cattle veered off and began to swim straight downstream. The line of cattle broke, and in no time there were pockets of cattle here and there, swimming down the Arkansas, paying no attention to the riders who tried to turn them. Newt got caught beside such a bunch, and after swimming two hundred yards downstream with them, ended up on the same bank he had started out on.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“Well, they didn’t have much but a watch,” Dan said, holding up a fine-looking silver pocket watch. “I guess I’ll take the watch.” His brothers found nothing of comparable value, although they searched the tent thoroughly. While they were looking, Dan started a fire with some coal oil he had found and made some coffee.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇