词汇：scratching
v. 擦伤；划伤；刮痕（scratch的ing形式）
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- l mean, photosynthesis is, is a model for us, and, and we're just scratching the surface of what we can do with these silicon cells.>> 不一样的本能 Phenomenon （1996）Movie Script
- TONY STARK (hologram):
- So I thought I'd probably better record a little greeting... In the case of an untimely death on my part. I mean, not that, death at any time isn't untimely. This time travel thing that we're gonna try and pull off tomorrow, it's– it's got me scratching my head about the survivability of it all. That's the thing. Then again, that's the hero gig. Part of the journey is the end. [Tony suddenly gets up walking towards his camera] What am I even trippin' for? Everything's gonna work out exactly the way it's supposed to. [He leans down and smiles. He is looking straight at Morgan] I love you 3,000.>> Avengers: Endgame 复仇者联盟4：终局之战 Movie Script
- She hauls off and punches him knowingly; he laughs, so then she flings herself at him, kicking and scratching; her heavy belly heaving under the thin slip.>> The Godfather教父 1972 Movie Script
- After supper Clara went to her bedroom. Gus’s letter lay on her bureau, unread. She lit her lamp and picked it up, scratching at the dried blood that stained one corner of the folded sheet. “I ought not to read this,” she said, aloud. “I don’t like the notion of words from the dead.” “What, Momma?” Betsey asked. She had come upstairs with Martin and had overheard.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “Naw, quick as you are, it ain’t worth the effort,” Buf said, scratching herself indelicately. “You got a pretty good one on, still.” He knelt between her thighs and she grasped him and tried to pull him in, but he was too far away.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- Gus was staring at the moon and scratching himself. “I keep thinking we’ll see the mountains,” he said. “I grew up in mountains, you know. Tennessee. I hear them Rockies are a lot higher than the Smokies. They say they have snow on top of them the year round, which you won’t find in Tennessee.” He sat down in the grass. “Let’s sit out,” he said. “We can nap in the morning. It will scandalize Call.”“Why does he go off at night?” Lorena asked.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “Hang ’em?” “Yes, hung them all, including Jake Spoon.” “Well, I’ll swear,” Dish said, shocked. “I didn’t like the man but I never figured him for a killer.” “He wasn’t a killer,” Augustus said. “Jake liked a joke and didn’t like to work. I’ve got exactly the same failings. It’s lucky I ain’t been hung.” He pulled the saddle off his tired horse. The horse lay down and had a good roll, scratching its sweaty back.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “Sobriety, if you guzzle enough of it,” Augustus said. “I expect it’s just whiskey and syrup.” The wagon itself was in such poor repair that they decided to leave it sit. Call broke up the tailgate and made a little marker for Jake’s grave, scratching his name on it with a pocketknife by the light of the old man’s lantern. He hammered the marker into the loose-packed dirt with the blunt side of a hatchet they had found in the wagon. Augustus trotted over, bringing Call his mare.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- After a week of scratching, she began to realize she had done a foolish thing, taking the whiskey boat. In Fort Smith, all she had felt was an overwhelming desire to go. The day she left she felt that her life depended on getting out of Fort Smith that day—she had a fear that July would suddenly show up again.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- Fowler did his best for Elmira. He got the traders to let her have a little room—just a tiny, dirty closet, really. It was next to a warehouse where piles of buffalo skins were stored. The smell of the skins was worse than anything that had happened on the river. Her room was full of fleas that had escaped from the skins. She spent much of her time scratching.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- Roscoe had to admire Janey’s spunk. The situation looked hopeless, but she kept struggling, twisting around and scratching at the man when she could. Finally the big man stepped in and planted a muddy boot on one of her arms, enabling his companion to tie her wrists. The little man cuffed her again for good measure, and sat back to get his breath.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- The only problem with her at all, from Roscoe’s point of view, was that she was tormented by bad dreams and whimpered at night. Roscoe loaned her a blanket, thinking she might be cold, but that wasn’t it. Even wrapped in a blanket she still whimpered, and because of that didn’t sleep much. He would awake in the grayness just before dawn and see Janey sitting up, stirring the little campfire and scratching her ankles. She was barefoot, of course, and her ankles and shins were scratched by the rough grass she went through each day.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- It made her a little sad for Jake that all his friends doubted his abilities. He was not respected. Probably Gus was right: she should quit Jake. Gus himself was a more able man, she had no doubt. He might take her to California. He had made it clear he had no great interest in the cattle drive. He talked a lot of foolishness, but he had never been mean. He was still sitting on the big rock, idly scratching himself through a hole in the wet underwear.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- Then she sat on him for several minutes, scratching at the chigger bites on his wet ankles. He soon sank right out of her, but Louisa was in no hurry to get up. She seemed in a quiet humor. Once in a while she clucked a time or two at the chickens. Roscoe felt his neck begin to itch from the weeds. A swarm of gnats hung right over his face, and Louisa considerately swatted them away.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “I’d leave ’em out but they’d run off,” she said. “They don’t like farming as much as I do. I guess we’ll have corn bread for supper. It’s about all I eat.” “Why not bacon?” Roscoe asked. He was quite hungry and would have appreciated a good hunk of bacon or a chop of some kind. Several chickens were scratching around the cabin—any one of them would have made good eating but he didn’t feel he ought to mention it, since he was the guest.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- When he took his leave, Mrs. Spettle and the six remaining children scarcely noticed him. They stood in the hot yard, with a scrawny hen or two scratching around their bare feet, watching the boys and crying. The mother, who had scarcely touched her sons before they left, stood straight up and cried. Three of the children were girls, but the other three were boys in their early teens, old enough, at least, to be of use to their mother.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- [Pen Scratching On Paper] [Plane Engine Humming] - [Squawks] - If you can't understand the ordnance... how can you understand the order?>> 澳大利亚乱世情 Australia Movie Script
- I'll risk it. I'm sick of scratching around in rock and bone... making assumptions about the nurturing habits of animals... that have been dead for 65 million years.>> 侏罗纪公园2 The Lost World Jurassic Park (1997)Movie Script
- MARK's scratching something out on a pad... MART{ (CONT'D) I'm just checking your math on that.>> 社交网络 The Social Network Movie Script
- Roberts is scratching his ear.>> 飞机 Airplane! Movie Script
- The Air Controller is now scratching his crotch.>> 飞机 Airplane! Movie Script
- The Air Controller is scratching his behind.>> 飞机 Airplane! Movie Script
- Searching the ground and scratching at it with themachete before each step, Gordy inches toward the Man inthe Yankees Cap. Three steps from the river... (CONTINUED) 47.>> 间接伤害 Collateral Damage Movie Script
- 62INT -- ANDY'S CELL -- NIGHT (1949) 62 Andy lies in his bunk after lights out, polishing a fragment of quartz by the light of the moon. He pauses, glancing at all the names scratched in the wall. He rises, makes sure the coast is clear, and starts scratching his name into the cement with his rock-hammer, adding to the record.>> 肖申克的救赎Shawshank Redemption Movie Script
- These two wildcats go at each other savagely, TUMBLING OVER the couch, clawing and scratching all the way, landing together on the plush carpet.>> 杀死比尔Kill Bill Movie Script