词汇：write

vi. 写，写字；写作，作曲；写信

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Rafe has paper and pen to write a letter, but he can't think of anything to write.>>完整场景

I'll never write a letter, or look at a sunset, without thinking of you. I'll love you my whole life. And I want you to live.>>完整场景

EVELYN:

I've got to write some requisitions.>>完整场景

EVELYN:

I'm sorry. I've got a letter to write.>>完整场景

But before she can start to write, three naval officers move over to her table from the bar. They're out of uniform too, wearing garish tropical shirts.>>完整场景

Want me to write a piece called: "We're all f***ed!">>完整场景

If I write a loan on Friday afternoon, big bank is gonna buy it by Monday lunch.>>完整场景

How many loans do you write each month?>>完整场景

I'm supposed to be getting him to invest in a fund, instead, I start drilling him about overdraft analysis and how his bank will let customers write ten... twelve cheques before telling them they're overdrawing.>>完整场景

HOTEL MAN:

He's going to write a prescription.>>完整场景

DOCTOR:

(Spanish) You must not exert yourself; I will write out a prescription and come back tomorrow.>>完整场景

DON CORLEONE:

On a day like this. Consiglero, do you also have in your notes the the Turk made his living from Prostitution before the war, like the Tattaglias do now. Write that down before you forget it. The Turk will wait.>>完整场景

Just, I want you to go there one day and write something.>>完整场景

What's there to write?>>完整场景

She has to learn how to read and write.>>完整场景

l read and write, you know.>>完整场景

You will learn to read, you will learn to write, but you will still remain Dalco, Olmo, son of peasants.>>完整场景

Ottavio... Why don't you have anything to write with?>>完整场景

I write.>>完整场景

No offense, book could kinda write itself.>>完整场景

"Cock insurance. " "You make me a policy that when it don't work, I get a payment... " "... I'll write out a check now. " He thinks, and he says, "I don't know if the actuality gauges govern this but we can make a policy. " "But you gotta guarantee you're in good health now. " "That's simple", I says, "Look, leave her with me, come back and see if it stands up.>>完整场景

Count Rugen watches the tears, then starts to write.>>完整场景

HUMPERDINCK: I suggest a deal. You write four copies of a letter. I'll send my four fastest ships. One in each direction. The Dread Pirate Roberts is always close to Florin this time of year. We'll run up the white flag and deliver your message. If Westley wants you, bless you both. If not ... please consider me as an alternative to suicide. Are we agreed?>>完整场景

“Captain Call?” he asked. “I write for the Denver paper. They pointed you out to me. Can I speak to you for a minute?” Call mounted the dun and caught the mule’s lead rope. “I have to ride,” he said. “It’s still a ways to Texas.” He started to go, but the boy would not give up. He strode beside the dun, talking, much as Clara had, except that the boy was merely excited. Call thought it strange that two people on one trip would follow him off.>>完整场景

“I’ll write him,” she said. “I’ll see he gets your name if I have to carry the letter to Montana myself. And I’ll tell you another thing: I’m sorry you and Gus McCrae ever met. All you two done was ruin one another, not to mention those close to you. Another reason I didn’t marry him was because I didn’t want to fight you for him every day of my life. You men and your promises: they’re just excuses to do what you plan to do anyway, which is leave. You think you’ve always done right—that’s your ugly pride, Mr. Call. But you never did right and it would be a sad woman that needed anything from you. You’re a vain coward, for all your fighting. I despised you then, for what you were, and I despise you now, for what you’re doing.” Clara could not check her bitterness—even now, she knew, the man thought he was doing the right thing. She strode beside the horse, pouring out her contempt, until Call put the mule and the dun into a trot, the buggy, with the coffin on it, squeaking as it bounced over the rough plain.SO CAPTAIN CALL TURNED back down the rivers, cut by the quirt of Clara’s contempt and seared with the burn of his own regret. For a week, down from the Platte and across the Republican, he could not forget what she said: that he had never done right, that he and Gus had ruined one another, that he was a coward, that she would take a letter to the boy. He had gone through life feeling that he had known what should be done, and now a woman flung it at him that he hadn’t.>>完整场景