词汇：crook/krʊk/

n. 弯处，弯曲部分；钩状物；骗子，坏蛋

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For "student aid" read "crook."
>> 闻香识女人Scent of a Woman 1992 Movie Script
He's a small-time crook who's been in and out of prison.
>> Spider-Man 3 蜘蛛侠 3 Movie Script
Yeah, 'cause they're f***ing crooks!
>> The Big Short大空头（2015） Movie Script
You realize that? These people are crooks and they should be in prison!
>> The Big Short大空头（2015） Movie Script
Either the banks are clueless and they don't know how to value these cdo's or... They're suck crooks that... the cdo's are worth sh*t, and they're hiding it!
>> The Big Short大空头（2015） Movie Script
You honour your agreements, but you are dealing with crooks.
>> The Godfather: Part III 教父 3 1990 Movie Script
At any rate, he expects to be introduced around to some of the influential people here today, and generally treated as an ordinary guest. Just go light on him, Mikey, sometimes the biggest crooks don't like to think of themselves as crooks... Michael glances at Hagen, as though that last remark was unnecessary.
>> The Godfather: Part II 教父2 1974 Movie Script
NERI backs up, letting the bill fall onto the street. Then he crooks a finger at the DRIVER.
>> The Godfather教父 1972 Movie Script
HAGEN kisses his WIFE, and follows THE DON, passing the wine barrels, where a group of FOUR MEN nervously wait. TOM crooks a finger at NAZORINE, who doublechecks that he is next, straightens, and follows HAGEN.
>> The Godfather教父 1972 Movie Script
“More likely they ate the Indians,” Call said. “The Indians and everything else.” Newt’s first fear when the cloud hit was that he would suffocate. In a second the grasshoppers covered every inch of his hands, his face, his clothes, his saddle. A hundred were stuck in Mouse’s mane. Newt was afraid to draw breath for fear he’d suck them into his mouth and nose. The air was so dense with them that he couldn’t see the cattle and could barely see the ground. At every step Mouse crunched them underfoot. The whirring they made was so loud he felt he could have screamed and not been heard, although Pea Eye and Ben Rainey were both within yards. Newt ducked his head into the crook of his arm for protection. Mouse Suddenly broke into a run, which meant the cattle were running, but Newt didn’t look up. He feared to look, afraid the grasshoppers would scratch his eyes. As he and Mouse raced, he felt the insects beating against him. It was a relief to find he could breathe.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
The Indian called Blue Duck was frightening. Now that he stood close to them his head seemed bigger than ever, and his hands too. He held the rifle in the crook of his arm, handling it like a toy.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Fowler drank continuously—all day and all night, so far as Elmira could tell. When she woke, from the fleas or the rocking of the boat, she would always hear his hoarse voice, talking to anyone who would listen. He kept a heavy rifle in the crook of his arm, and his eyes were always scanning the banks.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“You boys took the wrong ship,” Augustus said. “I doubt there’s ten spuds in this whole country.” He caught them the gentlest horses out of the small bunch that were still penned, and taught them how to adjust their stirrups so their feet wouldn’t dangle—he hadn’t had time for that refinement in Sabinas. Just then Jake came walking along, a Winchester in the crook of his arm. No doubt he had concluded it would be easier to stay up all night than to explain to Call why he hadn’t.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
In a few minutes more, as the herd neared the river, the darkness loosened and began to gray. The red on the eastern horizon was no longer a line but spread upward like an opened fan. Soon Newt could see the horses moving through the first faint gray light—a lot of horses. Then, just as he thought he had brought the flood within himself under control, the darkness loosened its hold yet more and the first sunlight streamed across the plain, filtering through the cloud of dust to touch the coats of the tired horses, most of whom had slowed to a rapid trot. Ahead, waiting on the bank of the river, was Captain Call, the big Henry in the crook of his arm. The Hell Bitch was lathered with sweat, but her head was up and she slung it restlessly as she watched the herd approach-even pointing her keen ears at Mouse for a moment. Neither the Captain nor the gray mare looked in the least affected by the long night or the hard ride, yet Newt found himself so moved by the mere sight of them sitting there that he had to brush away yet another tear and smudge his dusty cheek even worse.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“Murderers!” the young one yelled. He sprang to his feet and darted past the Captain so fast the Captain didn’t even have time to trip him or hit him with his rifle barrel. For a fat man he moved fast, springing on the back of the mule before the other two could even move. Newt expected the Captain to shoot him or at least step over and knock him off the mule, but to his surprise the Captain just stood and watched, his rifle in the crook of his arm. The boy—for he was no older—pounded the mule desperately with his heels and the mule responded with a short leap and then went crashing down, throwing the boy over its head and almost back to the spot he had left. Looking more closely, Newt saw why the Captain had not bothered to stop the escape: the mule was hobbled.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Newt saw the Captain coming back, his rifle in the crook of his arm. As always, Newt felt relieved. It eased something inside him to know the Captain was back. It made it easier to sleep. Lodged in his mind somewhere was the worry that maybe some night the Captain wouldn’t come back. It wasn’t a worry that he would meet with some accident and be killed, either: it was a worry that he might just leave. It seemed to Newt that the Captain was probably tired of them all, and with some justice. He and Pea and Deets did their best to pull their weight, but Mr. Gus never pulled any weight at all, and Bol sat around and drank tequila most of the day. Maybe the Captain would just saddle up the Hell Bitch some night and go.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“You was born in Scotland,” Augustus reminded him. “I know they brought you over when you was still draggin’ on the tit, but that don’t make you no less a Scot.” Call didn’t reply. Newt looked up and saw him standing at the door, his hat on and his Henry in the crook of his arm. A couple of big moths flew past his head, drawn to the light of the kerosene lamp on the table. With nothing more said, the Captain went out the door.CALL WALKED THE RIVER for an hour, though he knew there was no real need. It was just an old habit he had, left over from wilder times: checking, looking for sign of one kind or another, honing his instincts, as much as anything. In his years as a Ranger captain it had been his habit to get off by himself for a time, every night, out of camp and away from whatever talking and bickering were going on. He had discovered early on that his instincts needed privacy in which to operate. Sitting around a fire being sociable, yawning and yarning, might be fine in safe country, but it could cost you an edge in country that wasn’t so safe. He liked to get off by himself, a mile or so from camp, and listen to the country, not the men.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Either they're honest and broke, or crooks that never come home.
>> 倾城佳话 It Could Happen to You (1994) Movie Script
You small-time crooks have been bullying the villagers.
>> Wing Chun Movie Script
Either way, if you are wall street, you're a bigger f***ing crook than I could ever be.
>> 极盗车神 Baby Driver Movie Script
Not for an old crook like me.
>> 肖申克的救赎Shawshank Redemption Movie Script
ANDY:
It's funny. On the outside, I was an honest man. Straight as an arrow. I had to come to prison to be a crook.
>> 肖申克的救赎Shawshank Redemption Movie Script
Not for an old crook like me.
>> 肖申克的救赎Shawshank Redemption Movie Script
Imagine how much worse things could get if these two depraved crooks return to the White House.
>> 希拉里的美国：民主党的秘密历史Hillary's America: The Secret History of the Democratic Party Movie Script
Are they the big crooks?
>> 希拉里的美国：民主党的秘密历史Hillary's America: The Secret History of the Democratic Party Movie Script