词汇：board

n. 木板；甲板；膳食；董事会、 boarding school 寄宿学校

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This is Bob Board returning your call.
>> Spare Parts 拼凑梦想 (2015) Movie Script
! "I am a woman on board a mysterious train" You told me about it Well... ! Seems like you are a diplomat extension Or maybe a girl from "Germany" East Her father has been kidnapped And wish that some sort of Tsergy ... Influential men Tsergy recording small, of course, a matter of small logs What awaits me? - I do not know specifically - Risk? - For - It seems like you have suffered from fire ! In the first two chapters in the story Are there any men in my life?
>> 致命伴旅 The Tourist (2010) Movie Script
Cachet just added their 12th board member.
>> 公正裁决 Equity (2016) Movie Script
You didn't discuss it at the board meeting?
>> 公正裁决 Equity (2016) Movie Script
It's a jet-propelled body board!
>> 刺猬索尼克 1996 Sonic the Hedgehog Movie Script
Please excuse me... Your gold mines dried up Yeah There's still a little matter of the $ 150,000 loan, I've discreetly left off the books Your can't even meet the payroll for your coolies Damn your smell like a pail of dung Here, try some of these Maybe it'll help your breath Put a $ 100,000 is in the safe I'll take care of everything else What? Another $ 100,000 Do as I say Keep your faces covered, I want your identities kept secret I'd mark pretty face on every post office and board... besides the Mississippi Hell I want to be famous Shut up!
>> 西域雄狮 Once Upon a Time in China and America Movie Script
Inigo accepts the pill as FEZZIK takes Westley, who is stiff as a board now.
>> The Princess Bride Movie Script
CUT TO:
The giant Fezzik carries Buttercup, unconscious, on board.
>> The Princess Bride Movie Script
You're a chemist. Can you make a bomb with what you have on board?
>> 火星救援 The Martian (2015) Movie Script
Everything goes well, you pull them on board with the tether.
>> 火星救援 The Martian (2015) Movie Script
Nobody explicitly gave me permission to do this... and they can't until I'm on board the Ares 4.
>> 火星救援 The Martian (2015) Movie Script
Besides, Augustus’s name wasn’t on the sign, though it was his grave. No one might ever realize that it was his grave. Call walked back up the hill and got out his knife, thinking he might carve the name on the other side of the board, but the old board was so dry and splintery that he felt he might destroy it altogether if he worked on it much. Finally he just scratched A.M. on the other side of the board. It wasn’t much, and it wouldn’t last, he knew. Somebody would just get irritated at not finding the livery stable and bust the sign up anyway. In any case, Gus was where he had decided he wanted to be, and they had both known many fine men who lay in unmarked graves.
此外，虽然这是奥古斯都的坟墓，但招牌上没有奥古斯都的名字。没有人会意识到这是他的坟墓。Call走回山上，拿出刀子，以为他可能会在木板的另一边刻上这个名字，但那块旧木板太干太碎了，他觉得如果他再努力，可能会把它彻底毁掉。最后，他只是在黑板的另一边划了个上午。他知道，这并不多，也不会持续太久。有人会因为没有找到稳定的制服而生气，不管怎样都会破坏注册。无论如何，格斯是他决定要去的地方，他们都认识许多躺在没有标记的坟墓里的好人。
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“Cut,” he said to Pea. “Pretend I’m snake-bit.” Pea went white. He hated even looking at wounds. The thought of cutting Gus made him want to be sick, but the fact that he had a sharp knife helped. He barely touched the skin and the cut was made. The bloody tip of the arrow pokedthrough. Gus shoved the tip on out and then fainted. Pea Eye had to pull the arrow on through. It was as hard as pulling a bolt out of a board, but he got it out.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Call had one too. The medal had a green ribbon on it, but the color had mostly faded out. Augustus made a loop of the ribbon and put the loop over the grave board and tied it tightly. Captain Call had walked away to put up the hammer.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Captain Call had carved the words deeply into the rough board so that the wind and sand couldn’t quickly rub them out.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“Your father,” Augustus said. “Your pa.” Newt thought it an odd time for Mr. Gus to make a joke. The Captain wasn’t his pa. Perhaps Mr. Gus had been so affected by Deets’s death that he had gone a little crazy. Newt stood up. He thought it best just to ignore the remark—he didn’t want to embarrass Mr. Gus at such a time. The Captain was still hammering, driving the long board into the hard ground.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“It was Josh.” “Well, I swear,” Jasper said. “That’s a fine name. Starts with a J, like mine. We could have been calling him that all the time, if we’d known.” Then they heard the sound of the hammer—it was the big hammer that they used for straightening the rims of the wagon wheels. Captain Call was hammering the long board deep into the dirt by the grave.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
They expected to start the herd that day, as Captain Call had never been known to linger. But this time he did. He came back from the grave, got a big hammer and knocked a board loose from the side of the wagon. He didn’t explain what he was doing to anyone, and the look on his face discouraged anyone from asking. He took the board and carried it down to the grave. The rest of the day he sat alone by Deets’s grave, carving something into it with his knife. The sun flashed on his knife, and the cowhands watched in puzzlement. They just didn’t know what it could be that would take the Captain so long.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“I don’t know if there is one,” the cowboy said. “We just got here last night. I know about Boot because they were talking about him in the saloon.” Ellie began to try and climb over the side of the wagon. “Help me, Zwey,” she said. “I wanta see Dee.” She got one leg over the side board of the wagon and suddenly began to feel weak again. She clung to the board, trembling.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
The woman offered to take Joe, too, and board him free if he would help out around the livery stable. July was tempted, but Joe looked so unhappy that he relented and decided to let him stay with them. Then Roscoe showed up, in clothes that looked so stiff it was a wonder he could even walk in them.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“I expect if we paid that woman she’d board the girl,” July said. “You go buy some duds. You’ll be a laughingstock if you try to travel in those you got on.” The woman at the livery stable agreed to board Janey for three dollars a month. July paid for two months. When told she was to stay in Fort Worth, Janey didn’t say a word. The woman spoke to her cheerfully about getting some better clothes, but Janey sat on the washtub, silent.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Joe was sitting on the board sidewalk outside the post office, watching the steady stream of buggies, wagons and horseback riders go by.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Elmira also watched the distant banks, which were green with the grass of spring. As the river gradually narrowed, she saw many animals: deer, coyote, cattle—but no Indians. She remembered stories heard over the years about women being carried off by Indians; in Kansas she had had such a woman pointed out to her, one who had been rescued and brought back to live with whites again. To her the woman seemed no different from other women, though it was true that she seemed cowed; but then, many women were cowed by events more ordinary. It was hard to see how the Indians could be much worse than the buffalo hunters, two of whom were on board. The sight of them brought back painful memories. They were big men with buffalo-skin coats and long shaggy hair—they looked like the animals they hunted. At night, in her cubbyhole, she would sometimes hear them relieving themselves over the side of the boat; they would stand just beyond the whiskey casks and pour their water into the Arkansas.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
The men stopped on the far side of the lots to read the sign Augustus had put up when the Hat Creek outfit had gone in business. All Call wanted on the sign was the simple words Hat Creek Livery Stable, but Augustus could not be persuaded to stop at a simple statement like that. It struck him that it would be best to put their rates on the sign. Call had been for tacking up one board with the name on it to let people know a livery stable was available, but Augustus thought that hopelessly unsophisticated; he bestirred himself and found an old plank door that had blown off somebody’s root cellar, perhaps by the same wind that had taken their roof. He nailed the door onto one corner of the corrals, facing the road, so that the first thing most travelers saw when entering the town was the sign. In the end he and Call argued so much about what was to go on the sign that Call got disgusted and washed his hands of the whole project.That suited Augustus fine, since he considered that he was the only person in Lonesome Dove with enough literary talent to write a sign. When the weather was fair he would go sit in the shade the sign cast and think of ways to improve it; in the two or three years since they had put it up he had thought of so many additions to the original simple declaration that practically the whole door was covered.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Newt knew Bolivar and Mr. Gus were just insulting one another to pass the time, but it still made him nervous when they did it, particularly late in the day, when they had both been hitting their respective jugs for several hours. It was a peaceful night, so still that he could occasionally hear the sound of the piano down at the Dry Bean saloon. The piano was the pride of the saloon, and, for that matter, of the town. The church folks even borrowed it on Sundays. Luckily the church house was right next to the saloon and the piano had wheels. Some of the deacons had built a ramp out at theback of the saloon, and a board track across to the church, so that all they had to do was push the piano right across to the church. Even so, the arrangement was a threat to the sobriety of the deacons, some of whom considered it their duty to spend their evenings in the saloon, safeguarding the piano.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇