词汇：pardon

n. 原谅；宽恕；赦免

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Rather, I beg your pardon, Major Dobbin, since better men than you are dead... and you've stepped into their shoes.
>> Vanity Fair 名利场 Movie Script
I beg your pardon, Mrs. Crawley. Crawley.
>> Vanity Fair 名利场 Movie Script
Ha, ha! Pardon me while I fall down laughing.
>> The Man Who Would Be King Movie Script
LEON:
SAM:
TONY STARK:
Yeah, no, Dr. Zol– No, I haven't seen a soul. [awkwardly bumps into a chair] Pardon me.
>> Avengers: Endgame 复仇者联盟4：终局之战 Movie Script
Begging your pardon, sir, but if you gave a man another chance.
>> Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End加勒比海盗：世界的尽头 Movie Script
Will strikes a deal, yet you were the one with the prize - full pardon.
>> Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest 加勒比海盗2：聚魂棺Movie Script
Beckett has offered one pardon only - one, and that is promised to Jack Sparrow.
>> Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest 加勒比海盗2：聚魂棺Movie Script
Pardon, monsieur, of course you may take off. " - Done! How hard is that?
>> 战争机器 War Machine (2017) Movie Script
Master, I've been eating too many beans, if I don't have rice soon, I'll die too Watch out! The Red Hair's coming I beg your pardon Wong Fai-hong... Master Wong... Aunt Yee Aunt Yee, would you like a cup of tea?
>> 西域雄狮 Once Upon a Time in China and America Movie Script
INIGO:
-- pardon me, it's important -- No one budges and the sound is fading faster.
>> The Princess Bride Movie Script
GRANDFATHER: Oh. Oh my goodness, I did. I'm sorry. Beg your pardon.
>> The Princess Bride Movie Script
“You’ll have to pardon us, Miss Wood,” she said. “Gus and I were old sweethearts. It’s a miracle both of us are still alive, considering the lives we’ve led. We’ve got to make up for a lot of lost time, if you’ll excuse us.” Lorena found she didn’t mind, not nearly so much as she had thought she would even a few minutes earlier. It was pleasant to sit in the kitchen and hold the baby. Even hearing Clara josh with Gus was pleasant.“So what happened to Mr. Johnson’s wife, once she left?” Augustus asked.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“Hello, I’m Clara,” she said. “Pardon the commotion. We’re a loud bunch. Get down, sir. You’re welcome.” July had not spoken in so long, except for the few words he had said to Cholo and his ravings to Roscoe Brown, that his voice came out cracked. “Thank you, I wouldn’t want to trouble you,” he said.
>> 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