词汇：humor

n. 幽默，诙谐；心情

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TONY:
You know, boy, I know their parents very well; I think they won't appreciate your sense of humor.
>> 这个杀手不太冷Léon: The Professional Movie Script
INT. M.I.T. CLASSROOM -- MORNING The classroom is even more crowded than last we saw it. Tom takes notes as Lambeau plays along with the excited environment with mock pomposity and good humor.
>> Good Will Hunting (1997)Movie Script
JACK:
Well, right now my address is the RMS Titanic. After that, I'm on God's good humor.
>> 泰坦尼克号 Titanic (1997) Movie Script
God doth have a sense of humor.
>> 闻香识女人Scent of a Woman 1992 Movie Script
I'm glad you still have a sense of humor!
>> The Big Short大空头（2015） Movie Script
(he giggles at his own humor again) Come on... He leads the boy down the street, whispering to him, on the
>> The Godfather: Part II 教父2 1974 Movie Script
DEANNA:
Yes, you saw me in the movies, Good Humor man, and yes, I had more off than my shoes!
>> The Godfather: Part II 教父2 1974 Movie Script
Don't deliberately making disparaging remarks about other people, because it is not just a joke, it is not fun, humor.
>> 直觉是你的导师
The challenge of leadership is to be strong, but not rude; be kind, but not weak; be bold, but not bully; be thoughtful, but not lazy; be humble, but not timid; be proud, but not arrogant; have humor, but without folly.
领导的挑战是要坚强，但不要粗鲁；善良，但不要软弱；大胆一点，但不要恃强凌弱；要深思熟虑，但不要懒惰；谦虚，但不要怯懦；要骄傲，但不要傲慢；要幽默，但不要愚蠢。
>> 吉米·罗恩(Jim Rohn)
GRANDFATHER: Oh. You're sick, I'll humor you.
>> The Princess Bride Movie Script
Clara felt no terrible stab of grief when the news of Gus’s death came. The years had kept them too separate. It had beena tremendous joy to see him when he visited—to realize that he still loved her, and that she still enjoyed him. She liked his tolerance and his humor, and felt an amused pride in the thought that he still put her above other women, despite all the years since they had first courted.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“You ain’t women yet,” Clara said. “I’m the only one around here, and he better spruce up if he wants to keep on my good side.” July soon returned to work, but his demeanor had not greatly improved. He had little humor in him and could not be teased successfully, which was an irritant to Clara. She had always loved to tease and considered it an irony of her life that she was often drawn to men who didn’t recognize teasing even when she was inflicting it on them. Bob had never responded to teasing, or even noticed it, and her powers in that line had slowly rusted from lack of practice. Of course she teased the girls, but it was not the same as having a grown man to work on—she had often felt like pinching Bob for being so stolid. July was no better—in fact, he and Bob were cut from the same mold, a strong but unimaginative mold.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“You’ve been on too many burying parties,” Augustus said. “Old Wilbarger had a sense of humor. He’d laugh right out loud if he knew he had the skull of a buffalo cow for a grave marker. Probably the only man who ever went to Yale College who was buried under a buffalo skull.” How he died hadn’t been funny, Newt thought.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Lorena let him, thinking it might put him in a better humor. She watched the stars. But when Jake finished and reached for his bottle again, he seemed no happier. She reached for the bottle and took one swallow—her throat was dry. Jake wasn’t angry anymore, but he looked sad.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“Roscoe, you’re a disgrace in most respects,” Louisa said. “I bet you lose that bedroll before you get to Texas.” “Well, should I stop back?” Roscoe asked, for she seemed in a fair humor.
>> 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
Clara grinned—her humor never rested for long. “Why, I’ll be a wife,” she said. “I won’t be wanting to be tempted by the likes of you. But once I’ve got the hang of married life I’ll want you to come.” It made no sense at all to Augustus. “Why?” he asked. “Planning to run off after ten years, or what?” “No,” Clara said. “But I’d want my children to know you. I’d want them to have your friendship.” It struck him that he was already years late—it had been some sixteen years since Clara held his hand in front of the store. He had not watched the time closely, but it wouldn’t matter. It might only mean that there would be more children for him to be friends with.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“Drown me?” Augustus said. “Why, if anybody had tried it, those girls would have clawed them to shreds.” He knew Call was mad, but wasn’t much inclined to humor him. It was his dinner table as much as Call’s, and if Call didn’t like the conversation he could go to bed.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Augustus had always admired the way Newt could stand on one leg while cleaning the other boot. “Look at that, Pea,” he said. “I bet you can’t do that.” Pea Eye was so used to seeing Newt stand on one leg to clean his boot that he couldn’t figure out what it was Gus thought he couldn’t do. A few big swigs of liquor sometimes slowed his thinking down to a crawl. This usually happenedat sundown, after a hard day of well-digging or horseshoeing; at such times Pea was doubly glad he worked with the Captain, rather than Gus. The less talk the Captain had to listen to, the better humor he was in, whereas Gus was just the opposite. He’d rattle off five or six different questions and opinions, running them all together like so many unbranded cattle—it made it hard to pick out one and think about it carefully and slowly, the only ways Pea Eye liked to think. At such times his only recourse was to pretend the questions had hit him in his deaf ear, the left one, which hadn’t really worked well since the day of their big fight with the Keechis—what they called the Stone House fight. It had been pure confusion, since the Indians had been smart enough to fire the prairie grass, smoking things up so badly that no one could see six feet ahead. They kept bumping into Indians in the smoke and having to shoot point-blank; a Ranger right next to Pea had spotted one and fired too close to Pea’s ear.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
( all laughing ) A lot of humor is sho-- shock and shame, you know, that's-- that's all part of what's funny.
>> Fart: A Documentary Movie Script
Um, but, yes, I mean, it's-- it's more associated with, uh, children and childish humor.
>> Fart: A Documentary Movie Script
Um, then it becomes less funny and, uh, adults who are-- who aspire to be more sophisticated and cultured tend to try and distance themselves from that kind of humor.
>> Fart: A Documentary Movie Script
One time I had this big fart at Target... In that sense, it's not something that I associate with, uh-- uh, humor in my own life really.
>> Fart: A Documentary Movie Script
Worse, in terms of producing humor, uh, I think, noise has more potential to produce humor.
>> Fart: A Documentary Movie Script
For them it's somewhat... It's-- it's-- everything is about humor.
>> Fart: A Documentary Movie Script