词汇：pot

n. 罐；壶；盆

相关场景

You only know eating Yeah, yeah... Let's eat hot pot!
>> The Monkey King the Legend Begins Movie Script
SAM drops the POT and FLINGS himself ON TOP of GOLLUM! GOLLUM SCREAMS . . . his ARMS and LEGS FLAILING WILDLY!
>> 指环王3：王者归来The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King Movie Script
SUDDEN ANGLE ON:
SAM image mirrored in the water as he SMACKS GOLLUM on the HEAD with his POT!
>> 指环王3：王者归来The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King Movie Script
[A pot of stew is simmering over a fire.] SMÉAGOL [Looking into the pot] Argh!! What’s it doing! Stupid fat hobbit! It ruins it!
>> 指环王2：双塔奇兵The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers Movie Script
LATER:
GANDALF CONTINUES... Mumbling spells in his efforts to open the door. Sam packs pots and pans at his feet...watching sadly as Aragorn un- saddles Bill the pony. CLOSE ON: ARAGORN whispering to Bill the Pony.
>> 指环王1：护戒使者 The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring Movie Script
CUT TO:
EXT. RIVENDELL TERRACE -- EVENING Sam busily tries to stuff more and more things into his already full pack...pots and pans, blankets, cooking utensils, provisions, clothes.
>> 指环王1：护戒使者 The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring Movie Script
b-p-ph-f-v:
bottle - pot
瓶壶
>> words
PANNING to show a glassed-in studio attached to the house. Outside it is a quiet morning in Ojai, California. In the studio, amid incredible clutter, an ANCIENT WOMAN is throwing a pot on a potter's wheel. The liquid red clay covers her hands... hands that are gnarled and age-spotted, but still surprisingly strong and supple. A woman in her early forties assists her.
>> 泰坦尼克号 Titanic (1997) Movie Script
Sometimes she cooks a pot roast.
>> 闻香识女人Scent of a Woman 1992 Movie Script
Leave you alone for a minute, look what happens. Everything's gone to pot.
>> Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End加勒比海盗：世界的尽头 Movie Script
So whose fault is it, really, that you've ended up a rum-pot deckhand what takes orders from pirates?
>> Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest 加勒比海盗2：聚魂棺Movie Script
COMA:
Ever hear of mai-tai's? Comes in a big...pot. Like...like...
>> Pearl Harbor 珍珠港（2001） Movie Script
INT DAY:
DON'S KITCHEN (WINTER 1945) CLEMENZA is in the kitchen, cooking over an enormous pot.
>> The Godfather教父 1972 Movie Script
It's just pot, okay?
这只是锅，好吗？
>> 成人世界 Adult World (2013) Movie Script
San De puts the tea leaves into the pot, then soaks them with boiling water. He pours the water out, then repeats the process several times. His movements are all very precise and careful – it almost looks like a martial art kata.
>> 花旗小和尚 American Shaolin (1992) Movie Script
You got pots to clean!
>> 美国往事Once Upon a Time in America Movie Script
So she walked into the room. Betsey had just won a hand. She whooped, for she loved to beat her sister. She was a beautiful child, with curls that would drive men mad some day. “I won the pot, Ma,” she said, and then saw by the grave set of Clara’s face that something was wrong.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
But she put it off, and in time got well enough to walk. She didn’t go far, just to the door, to get a chamber pot or put one out of the room—the heat made the smells worse. Even Zwey had finally taken off his buffalo coat—he stood at the window in an old shirt, with holes worn in it so that the thick hairs of his chest poked through.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“We’re about to eat,” he said. “It’s a free country, so my advice to you would be to make camp where you choose. I’ll borrow a pot from our cook and bring you some grub once you get settled.” “I’m much obliged,” Augustus said. “Noticed a tree in these parts?” “No, sir,” Wilbarger said. “If there was a tree in these parts I’d be sitting under it.” They made camp on the plain. Wilbarger was as good as his word. In an hour he returned with a small pack mule. Besides an ample pot of beefsteak and beans he brought a small tent.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Augustus decided to rest while the old man worked. Such camp as there was was rudimentary. Aus had dug a little cave in one of the red bluffs south of the river, and his gear was piled in front of it. There was a buffalo gun and a few pots and pans, and that was it. The main crossing was a mile downriver, and Augustus rode down to inspect it before unsaddling.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
But in the morning they were right where they had gone to sleep, wet as muskrats but ready to drink a pot of coffee.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“I don’t know. Thousands,” July said. “I’ve heard south Texas is nothing but cattle.” Though the herd was in progress, the camp crew wasn’t. The cook was packing his pots and skillets into a wagon.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“I hope there’s still some coffee in the pot,” he said, when he dismounted. “I’ve usually had ten biscuits by this time of day, not to mention some honey and a few eggs. Got any eggs, Lorie?” “No, but we got bacon,” she said. “I’ll fry you some.” Augustus looked around with amusement at the muddy camp.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
When he sat up, she eased out from under him. He looked around with no recognition. She dressed and helped him dress, then got him propped against a big shade tree. She made a little fire, thinking some coffee might help him. While she was getting the pot out of the pack she heard a splashing and looked up to see a black man ride his horse into the river from the other side. Soon the horse was swimming, but the black man didn’t seem frightened. The horse waded out, dripping, and the black man dismounted and let it shake itself.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“You’ll have to pardon the grub,” Augustus said. “Bol has learned to season but he forgot to learn to cook.” Bolivar was resting comfortably against a wagon wheel and ignored the sally. He was wavering in his mind whether to stay or go. He did not like travel—the thought of it made him unhappy. And yet, when he went home to Mexico he felt unhappy too, for his wife was disappointed in him and let him know it every day. He had never been sure what she wanted—after all, their children were beautiful—but whatever it was, he had not been able to give it to her. His daughters were his delight, but they would soon all marry and be gone, leaving him no protection from his wife. Probably he would shoot his wife if he went home. He had shot an irritating horse, right out from under himself. A man’s patience sometimes simply snapped. He had shot the horse right between the ears and then found it difficult to get the saddle off,once the horse fell. Probably he would shoot his wife in the same way, if he went home. Many times he had been tempted to shoot one or another of the members of the Hat Creek outfit, but of course if he did that he would be immediately shot in return. Every day he thought he might go home, but he didn’t. It was easier to stay and cut up a few snakes into the cook pot than to listen to his wife complain.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇