词汇：scrape

n. 刮掉；擦痕；困境；刮擦声

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137 UNDERWATER we see the ice smashing in the steel hull plates. The iceberg bumps and scrapes along the side of the ship. Rivets pop as the steel plate of the hull flexes under the load.
>> 泰坦尼克号 Titanic (1997) Movie Script
INT. FARMHOUSE, UPSTAIRS - AFTERNOON The FOOTSTEPS creep up the stairs. Nails scrape and click against the wood. They don’t sound human.
>> A Quiet Place 寂静之地 Movie Script 2018
He carries them out to the garbage area, and begins to scrape them off. From out of nowhere comes the staff, swinging for Drew.
>> 花旗小和尚 American Shaolin (1992) Movie Script
“I’ll tidy up these dead,” Augustus said. “I know this is a shock to you, Mr. Johnson. It’s different from a barroom scrape in Arkansas. But you got to choke it down and get back to your people.” “Are you going to kill him?” July asked, referring to Dog Face.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Augustus was undecided as to whether he would be better off by himself or with a country sheriff from Arkansas. All he knew about the sheriff was that Jake Spoon had run from him, which wasn’t much to go on. The young man had had no experience with plains fighting and perhaps not much with any fighting. There was no telling if he could even take care of himself in a scrape. If he couldn’t, he would be better left—but then, who would know until the fighting started?
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Janey had acted like she wanted to bolt when they came into town—the sight of so many wagons and people clearly upset her—but she held on. July found a livery stable, for it would be necessary to rest the horses for a while. It was run by a woman, who kindly offered to scrape up a little breakfast for the youngsters. It consisted of corn bread and bacon, which they ate sitting on big washtubs outside the woman’s house.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“No, I’ve shot many a sassy bandit with this pistol,” he said. “I’m glad to have my hat, though. It don’t do to go into a scrape bareheaded.” The rider was close enough by then that she too could see the occasional flash of sun on the saddle. A few minutes later he rode into camp. He was a big man, riding a bay stallion. Gus had been right: he was an Indian. He had long, tangled black hair and wore no hat—just a bandana tied around his head. His leather leggings were greasy and his boots old, though he wore a pair of silver spurs with big rowels. He had a large knife strapped to one leg and carried a rifle lightly across the pommel of his saddle.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“You’d lose it if I was around,” Augustus said, “and if I wasn’t handy, you’d probably get in a scrape and shoot another dentist. Besides, if anybody with a badge on is trying to hunt you up, I’d think the first place they’d look is San Antonio.” “If anybody with a badge on comes looking for me he’s apt to find more of me than he wants,” Jake said. “Let’s get packed, Lorie. We might make town tomorrow, if we push on.” “I don’t want to go to San Antonio,” Lorena said again. She knew Jake hated to be contradicted, but she didn’t much care.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
The knowledge that the Captain was in the room with a whore struck Pea hard, sort of like the bullet that had hit him just behind the shoulder blades in the big Indian scrape up by Fort Phantom Hill. When the bullet hit he felt a solid whack and then sort of went numb in the brain—and it was the same with the notion that struck him as he was carrying the ax home from the saloon: Maggie was talking to the Captain in the privacy of her room, whereas so far as he knew no one had ever heard of the Captain doing more than occasionally tipping his hat to a lady if he met one in the street.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“We found that coat in an abandoned cabin up on the Brazos,” Augustus said. “I guess the settlers that run out decided it was too heavy to carry. It weighed as much as a good-sized sheep, which is why Call gave it to Deets. He was the only one of us stout enough to carry it all day. Don’t you remember that, Jake? It was the time we had that scrape up by Fort Phantom Hill.” “I remember a scrape, but the rest is kinda cloudy,” Jake said. “I guess all you boys have got to do is sit around and talk about old times. I’m young yet, Gus. I got a living to make.” In fact, what he did remember was being scared every time they crossed the Brazos, since it would just be ten or twelve of them and no reason not to think they would run into a hundred Comanches or Kiowas. He would have been glad to quit rangering if he could have thought of a way to do it that wouldn’t look bad, but there was no way. In the end he came through twelve Indian fights and many scrapes with bandits only to get in real trouble in Fort Smith, Arkansas, as safe a town as you could find.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“That’s what we’ll tell the sheriff when he shows up to take you back,” Augustus said. “Maybe he’ll take you fishing while you’re waiting to be hung.” Jake let it pass. Gus would have his joke, and he and Call would disapprove of him when he got in some unlucky scrape. It had always been that way. But the three of them were compañeros still, no matter how many dentists he killed. Call and Gus had been the law themselves and didn’t always bow and scrape to it. They would not likely let some young sheriff take him off to hang because of an accident. He was willing to take a bit of ribbing. When trouble came, if it did, the boys would stick and July Johnson would have to ride back home empty-handed.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“Whiskey,” Jake said. “He was bull drunk. Before I even noticed, he took a dislike to my dress and pulled his Colt.” “Well, I don’t know what took you to Arkansas in the first place, Jake,” Augustus said. “A fancy dresser like yourself is bound to excite comment in them parts.” Call had found, over the years, that it only did to believe half of what Jake said. Jake was not a bald liar, but once he thought over a scrape, his imagination sort of worked on it and shaded it in his own favor.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Even though he still came to the river every night, it was obvious to Call that Lonesome Dove had long since ceased to need guarding. The talk about Bolivar calling up bandits was just another of Augustus’s overworked jokes. He came to the river because he liked to be alone for an hour, and not always be crowded. It seemed to him he was pressed from dawn till dark, but for no good reason. As a Ranger captain he was naturally pressed to make decisions—and decisions that might mean life or death to the men under him. That had been a natural pressure—one that went with the job. Men looked to him, and kept looking, wanting to know he was still there, able to bring them through whatever scrape they might be in. Augustus was just as capable, beneath all his rant, and would have got them through the same scrapes if it had been necessary, but Augustus wouldn’t bother rising to an occasion until it became absolutely necessary. He left the worrying to Call—so the men looked to Call for orders, and got drunk with Augustus. It never ceased to gripe him that Augustus could not be made to act like a Ranger except in emergencies. His refusal was so consistent that at times both Call and the men would almost hope for an emergency so that Gus would let up talking and arguing and treat the situation with a little respect.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
He said, "Why don't you give me the keys to the car and I'll go scrape off your windows, and I'll warm it up for you?" I was like, "That's so nice." And so I did.
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ROSTAGNO:
Hola, bienvenido Rostagno leads Gennaro towards the mine. Dozen of shirtless WORKERS claw and SCRAPE at a rocky mountainside that is the site of an extensive mining operation. The work is all done by hand, pick and shovel instead of dynamite and bulldozer.
>> 侏罗纪公园 1 Jurassic Park (1993) Movie Script
The other three eat awkwardly, each CLINK and SCRAPE of aknife or fork resonating. Will finally breaks the silence.
>> 大鱼 Big Fish (2003) Movie Script
KAFFEE:
No scrapes?
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Lipsky scrapes 47 I/E. CAR/OUTSKIRTS - BLOOMINGTON - 1996 - MORNING 47 Windshield wipers clear falling sleet. The tape recorder onthe transmission between them. Radio plays softly. Ridingpast farmland, plants, strip malls. David, in the passengerseat, gives the lay of the land.
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'Tis much he dares and to that dauntless temper of his mind... (Sword scrapes ground) ...he hath a wisdom that doth guide his valour.
>> Macbeth Movie Script
NEIL:
Wheeler! Get out of there! Wheeler! Wheeler hears him – tries to grab the Blue Soldier – MASSIVE CHUNKS OF CONCRETE SCRAPE OVER NEIL’S HEAD, FLYING TOWARDS WHEELER, who DIVES CLEAR – the wall REASSEMBLES ON TOP OF the Blue Soldier, CRUSHING HIM... Neil winces. Starts crawling for better cover... checks his
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She hears boots approaching the flatbed, The crunching of leaves leading in her direction... TILL... With a CLANG and a SCRAPE the latches on the Gate of the flatbed are Yanked Out, and it lowers open with a CRASH.
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QUICK CUTS:
Paul uses the steak knife to scrape thephosphorous off the match heads. He removes the ink tube from the pen and packs it with the phosphorous.
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