《肖申克的救赎》台词记录
And when they put you in that cell,and those bars slam home,that's when you know it's for feal.Old life blown away in the bink of an eye.Nothing left but all the time in the world to think about it.
他们把你丢进囚笼，关上铁门，那时你才感到这是真实的，瞬间过去的一切都离你而去，剩下的只有对过去的回忆。
They don't quit till they reel someone in.不达目的，决不罢休。
Risk goes up,price goes up.风险越大，价钱越高。
He puts his hand in your shirt and squeezes your tit till ti's purple.他只是假仁假义。
We sat and drank with the sun on our shoulders and felt like free men.We could have been tarring the roof of one of our own houses.We were the lords of all creation.
我们坐着啤酒，阳光散在我们的肩头，感觉像是个自由人。我们感觉就像在装修自己家的屋顶。我们就是造物主。
These walls are kind of funny like that.First you hate them.Then you get used to them.Enough time passes,you get so you depend on them.That's institutionalized.
这些墙很有趣。开始，你恨他们。接着，你适应了它们。时间久了，你开始离不开它们。那就是被体制化了。
Every one has his breaking piont.人总有脆弱的一面。
There's not a day goes by I don't feel regret. Not because I'm in here,or because you think I should.I look back on the way I was then,a young,stupid kid who committed that terrible crime.I want to talk to him.I want to try and talk some sense to him,tell him the way things are.But I can’t.That kid's long gone and this old man is all that's left.I got to live with that. Rehabilitated?It's just a bullshit word.So you go on and stump your form,sonny,and stop wasting my time.Because to tell you the truth,I don't give a shit.
我无时无刻不对自己的所作所为深感内疚，这不是因为我在这里，也不是讨好你们。回首曾经走过的弯路，我多么想对那个犯下重罪的愚蠢的年轻人说些什么，告诉他我现在的感受，告诉他还可以有其他的方式解决问题。可是，我做不到了。那个年轻人早已淹没在岁月的长河里，只留下一个老人孤独地面对过去。重新做人？骗人罢了！小子，别再浪费我的时间了，盖你的章吧，说实话，我不在乎。
Hope is a good thing,maybe the best of things,and no good thing ever dies.
希望是件好东西，也许是世上最好的东西。好东西从来不会流逝。
I find I'm so excited. I can barely sit still or hold a thought in my head. I think it the excitement only a free man can feel, a free man at the start of a long journey whose conclusion is uncertain. I hope I can make it across the border. I hope to see my friend, and shake his hand. I hope the Pacific is as blue as it has been in my dreams. I hope.
我发现自己是如此的激动,以至于不能安坐或思考。我想只有那些重获自由即将踏上新征程的人们才能感受到这种即将揭开未来神秘面纱的激动心情。我希望跨越边境，与朋友相见握手。我希望太平洋的海水如同梦中一样的蓝。我希望。
I guess it comes down to a simple choice: get busy living or get busy dying.
人生可以归结为一种简单的选择:不是忙着活,就是忙着死。
Hope!!!
Hope!!!
他们把你丢进囚笼，关上铁门，那时你才感到这是真实的，瞬间过去的一切都离你而去，剩下的只有对过去的回忆。
They don't quit till they reel someone in.不达目的，决不罢休。
Risk goes up,price goes up.风险越大，价钱越高。
He puts his hand in your shirt and squeezes your tit till ti's purple.他只是假仁假义。
We sat and drank with the sun on our shoulders and felt like free men.We could have been tarring the roof of one of our own houses.We were the lords of all creation.
我们坐着啤酒，阳光散在我们的肩头，感觉像是个自由人。我们感觉就像在装修自己家的屋顶。我们就是造物主。
These walls are kind of funny like that.First you hate them.Then you get used to them.Enough time passes,you get so you depend on them.That's institutionalized.
这些墙很有趣。开始，你恨他们。接着，你适应了它们。时间久了，你开始离不开它们。那就是被体制化了。
Every one has his breaking piont.人总有脆弱的一面。
There's not a day goes by I don't feel regret. Not because I'm in here,or because you think I should.I look back on the way I was then,a young,stupid kid who committed that terrible crime.I want to talk to him.I want to try and talk some sense to him,tell him the way things are.But I can’t.That kid's long gone and this old man is all that's left.I got to live with that. Rehabilitated?It's just a bullshit word.So you go on and stump your form,sonny,and stop wasting my time.Because to tell you the truth,I don't give a shit.
我无时无刻不对自己的所作所为深感内疚，这不是因为我在这里，也不是讨好你们。回首曾经走过的弯路，我多么想对那个犯下重罪的愚蠢的年轻人说些什么，告诉他我现在的感受，告诉他还可以有其他的方式解决问题。可是，我做不到了。那个年轻人早已淹没在岁月的长河里，只留下一个老人孤独地面对过去。重新做人？骗人罢了！小子，别再浪费我的时间了，盖你的章吧，说实话，我不在乎。
Hope is a good thing,maybe the best of things,and no good thing ever dies.
希望是件好东西，也许是世上最好的东西。好东西从来不会流逝。
I find I'm so excited. I can barely sit still or hold a thought in my head. I think it the excitement only a free man can feel, a free man at the start of a long journey whose conclusion is uncertain. I hope I can make it across the border. I hope to see my friend, and shake his hand. I hope the Pacific is as blue as it has been in my dreams. I hope.
我发现自己是如此的激动,以至于不能安坐或思考。我想只有那些重获自由即将踏上新征程的人们才能感受到这种即将揭开未来神秘面纱的激动心情。我希望跨越边境，与朋友相见握手。我希望太平洋的海水如同梦中一样的蓝。我希望。
I guess it comes down to a simple choice: get busy living or get busy dying.
人生可以归结为一种简单的选择:不是忙着活,就是忙着死。
Hope!!!
Hope!!!
