The Gift 歌词
| 歌曲 | The Gift |
| 歌手 | The Velvet Underground |
| 专辑 | White Light / White Heat |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:02.060] | Waldo Jeffers had reached his limit. |
| [00:04.560] | It was now Mid-August |
| [00:06.230] | Which meant he had been separated from Marsha for more than two months. |
| [00:10.360] | Two months, and all he had to show was three dog-eared letters |
| [00:13.700] | And two very expensive long-distance phone calls. |
| [00:16.940] | True, when school had ended and she'd returned to Wisconsin, |
| [00:20.040] | And he to Locust, Pennsylvania, |
| [00:22.340] | She had sworn to maintain a certain fidelity. |
| [00:25.380] | She would date occasionally, but merely as amusement. |
| [00:29.160] | She would remain faithful |
| [00:31.620] | |
| [00:34.400] | He had trouble sleeping at night |
| [00:36.660] | And when he did, he had horrible dreams. |
| [00:39.810] | He lay awake at night, |
| [00:41.570] | Tossing and turning underneath his pleated quilt protector, |
| [00:45.260] | Tears welling in his eyes as he pictured Marsha, |
| [00:48.670] | Her sworn vows overcome by liquor and the smooth soothing of some neanderthal, |
| [00:54.350] | Finally submitting to the final caresses of sexual oblivion. |
| [00:59.040] | It was more than the human mind could bear |
| [01:02.120] | Visions of Marsha's faithlessness haunted him.Marsha |
| [01:05.240] | Daytime fantasies of sexual abandon permeated his thoughts. |
| [01:09.280] | And the thing was, they wouldn't understand how she really was. |
| [01:13.810] | He, Waldo, alone understood this. |
| [01:16.640] | He had intuitively grasped every nook and cranny of her psyche. |
| [01:20.590] | He had made her smile. |
| [01:22.530] | She needed him, and he wasn't there. (Awww...) |
| [01:25.930] | The idea came to him on the Thursday |
| [01:27.630] | Before the Mummers' Parade was scheduled to appear. |
| [01:30.520] | He'd just finished mowing and edging the Edelsons lawn for a dollar fifty |
| [01:33.860] | And had checked the mailbox to see if there was at least a word from Marsha. |
| [01:37.940] | There was nothing but a circular |
| [01:39.500] | From the Amalgamated Aluminum Company Of America |
| [01:41.440] | Inquiring into his awing needs. |
| [01:44.030] | At least they cared enough to write |
| [01:46.370] | It was a New York company. |
| [01:48.560] | You could go anywhere in the mails. |
| [01:51.010] | Then it struck him. |
| [01:52.850] | He didn't have enough money to go to Wisconsin in the accepted fashion, |
| [01:55.840] | True, but why not mail himself? |
| [01:58.890] | It was absurdly simple. |
| [02:00.660] | He would ship himself parcel post, special delivery. |
| [02:04.160] | The next day Waldo went to the supermarket |
| [02:06.330] | To purchase the necessary equipment. |
| [02:08.730] | He bought masking tape, a staple gun |
| [02:11.010] | And a medium sized cardboard box just right for a person of his build. |
| [02:15.250] | He judged that with a minimum of jostling he could ride quite comfortably. |
| [02:19.140] | A few airholes, some water, perhaps some midnight snacks, |
| [02:22.770] | And it would probably be as good as going tourist! |
| [02:26.170] | By Friday afternoon, Waldo was set. |
| [02:28.770] | He was thoroughly packed and the Post Office had agreed |
| [02:30.790] | To pick him up at three o'clock. |
| [02:32.880] | He'd marked the package "Fragile", |
| [02:34.560] | And as he sat curled up inside, |
| [02:36.300] | Resting on the foam rubber cushioning he'd thoughtfully included, |
| [02:39.450] | He tried to picture the look of awe and happiness on Marshas face |
| [02:42.450] | As she opened her door, saw the package, tipped the deliverer, |
| [02:46.080] | And then opened it to see her Waldo finally there in person. |
| [02:50.070] | She would kiss him, and then maybe they could see a movie. |
| [02:54.020] | If he'd only thought of this before. |
| [02:56.670] | Suddenly rough hands gripped his package and he felt himself borne up. |
| [03:01.160] | He landed with a thud in a truck and was off |
| [03:04.640] | Marsha Bronson had just finished setting her hair. |
| [03:07.630] | It had been a very rough weekend. |
| [03:10.360] | She had to remember not to drink like that. |
| [03:13.360] | Bill had been nice about it though. |
| [03:15.350] | After it was over he'd said he still respected her and, after all, |
| [03:18.740] | It was certainly the way of nature, |
| [03:20.860] | And even though, no, he didn't love her, |
| [03:23.250] | He did feel an affection for her. |
| [03:26.050] | And after all, they were grown adults. |
| [03:28.840] | Oh, what Bill could teach Waldo! |
| [03:31.520] | But that seemed many years ago |
| [03:34.460] | Sheila Klein, her very, very best friend, |
| [03:37.360] | Walked in through the porch screen door and into the kitchen. |
| [03:41.440] | "Oh gawd, it's absolutely maudlin outside."“ |
| [03:44.520] | "Ach, I know what you mean, I feel all icky!"“ |
| [03:48.760] | Marsha tightened the belt on her cotton robe with the silk outer edge. |
| [03:52.410] | Sheila ran her finger over some salt grains on the kitchen table, |
| [03:56.050] | Licked her finger and made a face |
| [03:58.650] | "I'm supposed to be taking these salt pills,but," “ |
| [04:00.630] | She wrinkled her nose, "they make me feel like throwing up." |
| [04:04.920] | Marsha started to pat herself under the chin, Marsha |
| [04:07.460] | An exercise she'd seen on television |
| [04:10.100] | "God, don't even talk about that."“ |
| [04:12.650] | She got up from the table and went to the sink |
| [04:14.340] | Where she picked up a bottle of pink and blue vitamins. |
| [04:17.240] | "Want one? Supposed to be better than Stick," |
| [04:19.430] | And then attempted to touch her knees. |
| [04:21.870] | "I don't think I'll ever touch a daiquiri again."“ |
| [04:25.060] | She gave up and sat down, |
| [04:26.650] | This time nearer the small table that supported the telephone. |
| [04:30.190] | "Maybe Bill'll call," she said to Sheila's glance. “ |
| [04:33.740] | Sheila nibbled on a cuticle， |
| [04:36.080] | "After last night, I thought maybe you'd be through with him."“ |
| [04:39.620] | "I know what you mean. My God, he was like an octopus. “ |
| [04:42.350] | Hands all over the place." |
| [04:44.460] | She gestured, raising her arms upwards in defense. |
| [04:47.210] | "The thing is, after a while, you get tired of fighting with him, you know, “ |
| [04:50.500] | And after all I didn't really do anything Friday and Saturday |
| [04:53.540] | So I kind of owed it to him. You know what I mean." |
| [04:56.300] | She started to scratch. Sheila was giggling with her hand over her mouth |
| [05:01.010] | "I'll tell you, I felt the same way, and even after a while," “ |
| [05:04.440] | Here she bent forward in a whisper, |
| [05:06.290] | "I wanted to!" Now she was laughing very loudly“ |
| [05:10.520] | It was at this point that Mr. Jameson of the Clarence Darrow Post Office |
| [05:14.120] | Rang the doorbell of the large stucco colored frame house. |
| [05:17.750] | When Marsha Bronson opened the door, he helped her carry the package in. |
| [05:21.190] | He had his yellow and his green slips of paper signed |
| [05:24.090] | And left with a fifteen cent tip |
| [05:25.680] | That Marsha had gotten out of her mother's small beige pocketbook in the den |
| [05:30.010] | "What do you think it is?" Sheila asked.“ |
| [05:32.600] | Marsha stood with her arms folded behind her back. |
| [05:35.390] | She stared at the brown cardboard carton |
| [05:37.490] | That sat in the middle of the living room |
| [05:39.430] | "I dunno."“ |
| [05:41.270] | Inside the package, Waldo quivered with excitement |
| [05:44.540] | As he listened to the muffled voices. |
| [05:46.780] | Sheila ran her fingernail over the masking tape that ran down the center of the carton. |
| [05:51.380] | "Why don't you look at the return address and see who it's from?" “ |
| [05:55.110] | Waldo felt his heart beating. |
| [05:57.160] | He could feel the vibrating footsteps. |
| [05:59.070] | It would be soon |
| [06:01.810] | Marsha walked around the carton and read the ink-scratched label. |
| [06:05.450] | "Ah, god it's from Waldo!"“ |
| [06:08.140] | "That schmuck!" said Sheila. “ |
| [06:10.690] | Waldo trembled with expectation. |
| [06:13.590] | "Well, you might as well open it," said Sheila. “ |
| [06:16.080] | Both of them tried to lift the staple flap |
| [06:19.280] | "Ah sst," said Marsha, groaning, "he must have nailed it shut." |
| [06:23.850] | They tugged on the flap again. |
| [06:26.100] | "My God, you need a power drill to get this thing open!" “ |
| [06:29.840] | They pulled again. "You can't get a grip." |
| [06:34.760] | They both stood still, breathing heavily |
| [06:38.150] | "Why don't you get a scissor," said Sheila. “ |
| [06:41.030] | Marsha ran into the kitchen, |
| [06:42.820] | But all she could find was a little sewing scissor. |
| [06:45.960] | Then she remembered that her father |
| [06:47.410] | kept a collection of tools in the basement. |
| [06:49.700] | She ran downstairs, and when she came back up, |
| [06:52.100] | She had a large sheet metal cutter in her hand. |
| [06:55.090] | "This is the best I could find." She was very out of breath. “ |
| [06:58.330] | "Here, you do it. I-I'm gonna die." |
| [07:01.320] | She sank into a large fluffy couch and exhaled noisily. |
| [07:06.100] | Sheila tried to make a slit between the masking tape |
| [07:08.790] | And the end of the cardboard flap, |
| [07:10.630] | But the blade was too big and there wasn't enough room |
| [07:13.820] | "God damn this thing!" she said feeling very exasperated. “ |
| [07:17.710] | Then smiling, "I got an idea." |
| [07:20.700] | "What?" said Marsha“ |
| [07:22.040] | "Just watch," said Sheila, touching her finger to her head“ |
| [07:25.330] | Inside the package, Waldo was so transfixed with excitement |
| [07:29.120] | That he could barely breathe. |
| [07:31.410] | His skin felt prickly from the heat, |
| [07:33.710] | And he could feel his heart beating in his throat. |
| [07:36.490] | It would be soon. |
| [07:38.930] | Sheila stood quite upright |
| [07:41.100] | And walked around to the other side of the package. |
| [07:43.940] | Then she sank down to her knees, grasped the cutter by both handles, |
| [07:48.290] | Took a deep breath, |
| [07:49.630] | And plunged the long blade through the middle of the package, |
| [07:52.520] | Through the masking tape, through the cardboard, |
| [07:54.910] | Through the cushioning |
| [07:55.610] | And (thud) right through the center of Waldo Jeffers head, （ |
| [07:59.840] | Which split slightly and caused little rhythmic arcs of red |
| [08:03.080] | To pulsate gently in the morning sun |
| [00:02.060] | Waldo Jeffers had reached his limit. |
| [00:04.560] | It was now MidAugust |
| [00:06.230] | Which meant he had been separated from Marsha for more than two months. |
| [00:10.360] | Two months, and all he had to show was three dogeared letters |
| [00:13.700] | And two very expensive longdistance phone calls. |
| [00:16.940] | True, when school had ended and she' d returned to Wisconsin, |
| [00:20.040] | And he to Locust, Pennsylvania, |
| [00:22.340] | She had sworn to maintain a certain fidelity. |
| [00:25.380] | She would date occasionally, but merely as amusement. |
| [00:29.160] | She would remain faithful |
| [00:31.620] | |
| [00:34.400] | He had trouble sleeping at night |
| [00:36.660] | And when he did, he had horrible dreams. |
| [00:39.810] | He lay awake at night, |
| [00:41.570] | Tossing and turning underneath his pleated quilt protector, |
| [00:45.260] | Tears welling in his eyes as he pictured Marsha, |
| [00:48.670] | Her sworn vows overcome by liquor and the smooth soothing of some neanderthal, |
| [00:54.350] | Finally submitting to the final caresses of sexual oblivion. |
| [00:59.040] | It was more than the human mind could bear |
| [01:02.120] | Visions of Marsha' s faithlessness haunted him. Marsha |
| [01:05.240] | Daytime fantasies of sexual abandon permeated his thoughts. |
| [01:09.280] | And the thing was, they wouldn' t understand how she really was. |
| [01:13.810] | He, Waldo, alone understood this. |
| [01:16.640] | He had intuitively grasped every nook and cranny of her psyche. |
| [01:20.590] | He had made her smile. |
| [01:22.530] | She needed him, and he wasn' t there. Awww... |
| [01:25.930] | The idea came to him on the Thursday |
| [01:27.630] | Before the Mummers' Parade was scheduled to appear. |
| [01:30.520] | He' d just finished mowing and edging the Edelsons lawn for a dollar fifty |
| [01:33.860] | And had checked the mailbox to see if there was at least a word from Marsha. |
| [01:37.940] | There was nothing but a circular |
| [01:39.500] | From the Amalgamated Aluminum Company Of America |
| [01:41.440] | Inquiring into his awing needs. |
| [01:44.030] | At least they cared enough to write |
| [01:46.370] | It was a New York company. |
| [01:48.560] | You could go anywhere in the mails. |
| [01:51.010] | Then it struck him. |
| [01:52.850] | He didn' t have enough money to go to Wisconsin in the accepted fashion, |
| [01:55.840] | True, but why not mail himself? |
| [01:58.890] | It was absurdly simple. |
| [02:00.660] | He would ship himself parcel post, special delivery. |
| [02:04.160] | The next day Waldo went to the supermarket |
| [02:06.330] | To purchase the necessary equipment. |
| [02:08.730] | He bought masking tape, a staple gun |
| [02:11.010] | And a medium sized cardboard box just right for a person of his build. |
| [02:15.250] | He judged that with a minimum of jostling he could ride quite comfortably. |
| [02:19.140] | A few airholes, some water, perhaps some midnight snacks, |
| [02:22.770] | And it would probably be as good as going tourist! |
| [02:26.170] | By Friday afternoon, Waldo was set. |
| [02:28.770] | He was thoroughly packed and the Post Office had agreed |
| [02:30.790] | To pick him up at three o' clock. |
| [02:32.880] | He' d marked the package " Fragile", |
| [02:34.560] | And as he sat curled up inside, |
| [02:36.300] | Resting on the foam rubber cushioning he' d thoughtfully included, |
| [02:39.450] | He tried to picture the look of awe and happiness on Marshas face |
| [02:42.450] | As she opened her door, saw the package, tipped the deliverer, |
| [02:46.080] | And then opened it to see her Waldo finally there in person. |
| [02:50.070] | She would kiss him, and then maybe they could see a movie. |
| [02:54.020] | If he' d only thought of this before. |
| [02:56.670] | Suddenly rough hands gripped his package and he felt himself borne up. |
| [03:01.160] | He landed with a thud in a truck and was off |
| [03:04.640] | Marsha Bronson had just finished setting her hair. |
| [03:07.630] | It had been a very rough weekend. |
| [03:10.360] | She had to remember not to drink like that. |
| [03:13.360] | Bill had been nice about it though. |
| [03:15.350] | After it was over he' d said he still respected her and, after all, |
| [03:18.740] | It was certainly the way of nature, |
| [03:20.860] | And even though, no, he didn' t love her, |
| [03:23.250] | He did feel an affection for her. |
| [03:26.050] | And after all, they were grown adults. |
| [03:28.840] | Oh, what Bill could teach Waldo! |
| [03:31.520] | But that seemed many years ago |
| [03:34.460] | Sheila Klein, her very, very best friend, |
| [03:37.360] | Walked in through the porch screen door and into the kitchen. |
| [03:41.440] | " Oh gawd, it' s absolutely maudlin outside."" |
| [03:44.520] | " Ach, I know what you mean, I feel all icky!"" |
| [03:48.760] | Marsha tightened the belt on her cotton robe with the silk outer edge. |
| [03:52.410] | Sheila ran her finger over some salt grains on the kitchen table, |
| [03:56.050] | Licked her finger and made a face |
| [03:58.650] | " I' m supposed to be taking these salt pills, but," " |
| [04:00.630] | She wrinkled her nose, " they make me feel like throwing up." |
| [04:04.920] | Marsha started to pat herself under the chin, Marsha |
| [04:07.460] | An exercise she' d seen on television |
| [04:10.100] | " God, don' t even talk about that."" |
| [04:12.650] | She got up from the table and went to the sink |
| [04:14.340] | Where she picked up a bottle of pink and blue vitamins. |
| [04:17.240] | " Want one? Supposed to be better than Stick," |
| [04:19.430] | And then attempted to touch her knees. |
| [04:21.870] | " I don' t think I' ll ever touch a daiquiri again."" |
| [04:25.060] | She gave up and sat down, |
| [04:26.650] | This time nearer the small table that supported the telephone. |
| [04:30.190] | " Maybe Bill' ll call," she said to Sheila' s glance. " |
| [04:33.740] | Sheila nibbled on a cuticle, |
| [04:36.080] | " After last night, I thought maybe you' d be through with him."" |
| [04:39.620] | " I know what you mean. My God, he was like an octopus. " |
| [04:42.350] | Hands all over the place." |
| [04:44.460] | She gestured, raising her arms upwards in defense. |
| [04:47.210] | " The thing is, after a while, you get tired of fighting with him, you know, " |
| [04:50.500] | And after all I didn' t really do anything Friday and Saturday |
| [04:53.540] | So I kind of owed it to him. You know what I mean." |
| [04:56.300] | She started to scratch. Sheila was giggling with her hand over her mouth |
| [05:01.010] | " I' ll tell you, I felt the same way, and even after a while," " |
| [05:04.440] | Here she bent forward in a whisper, |
| [05:06.290] | " I wanted to!" Now she was laughing very loudly" |
| [05:10.520] | It was at this point that Mr. Jameson of the Clarence Darrow Post Office |
| [05:14.120] | Rang the doorbell of the large stucco colored frame house. |
| [05:17.750] | When Marsha Bronson opened the door, he helped her carry the package in. |
| [05:21.190] | He had his yellow and his green slips of paper signed |
| [05:24.090] | And left with a fifteen cent tip |
| [05:25.680] | That Marsha had gotten out of her mother' s small beige pocketbook in the den |
| [05:30.010] | " What do you think it is?" Sheila asked." |
| [05:32.600] | Marsha stood with her arms folded behind her back. |
| [05:35.390] | She stared at the brown cardboard carton |
| [05:37.490] | That sat in the middle of the living room |
| [05:39.430] | " I dunno."" |
| [05:41.270] | Inside the package, Waldo quivered with excitement |
| [05:44.540] | As he listened to the muffled voices. |
| [05:46.780] | Sheila ran her fingernail over the masking tape that ran down the center of the carton. |
| [05:51.380] | " Why don' t you look at the return address and see who it' s from?" " |
| [05:55.110] | Waldo felt his heart beating. |
| [05:57.160] | He could feel the vibrating footsteps. |
| [05:59.070] | It would be soon |
| [06:01.810] | Marsha walked around the carton and read the inkscratched label. |
| [06:05.450] | " Ah, god it' s from Waldo!"" |
| [06:08.140] | " That schmuck!" said Sheila. " |
| [06:10.690] | Waldo trembled with expectation. |
| [06:13.590] | " Well, you might as well open it," said Sheila. " |
| [06:16.080] | Both of them tried to lift the staple flap |
| [06:19.280] | " Ah sst," said Marsha, groaning, " he must have nailed it shut." |
| [06:23.850] | They tugged on the flap again. |
| [06:26.100] | " My God, you need a power drill to get this thing open!" " |
| [06:29.840] | They pulled again. " You can' t get a grip." |
| [06:34.760] | They both stood still, breathing heavily |
| [06:38.150] | " Why don' t you get a scissor," said Sheila. " |
| [06:41.030] | Marsha ran into the kitchen, |
| [06:42.820] | But all she could find was a little sewing scissor. |
| [06:45.960] | Then she remembered that her father |
| [06:47.410] | kept a collection of tools in the basement. |
| [06:49.700] | She ran downstairs, and when she came back up, |
| [06:52.100] | She had a large sheet metal cutter in her hand. |
| [06:55.090] | " This is the best I could find." She was very out of breath. " |
| [06:58.330] | " Here, you do it. II' m gonna die." |
| [07:01.320] | She sank into a large fluffy couch and exhaled noisily. |
| [07:06.100] | Sheila tried to make a slit between the masking tape |
| [07:08.790] | And the end of the cardboard flap, |
| [07:10.630] | But the blade was too big and there wasn' t enough room |
| [07:13.820] | " God damn this thing!" she said feeling very exasperated. " |
| [07:17.710] | Then smiling, " I got an idea." |
| [07:20.700] | " What?" said Marsha" |
| [07:22.040] | " Just watch," said Sheila, touching her finger to her head" |
| [07:25.330] | Inside the package, Waldo was so transfixed with excitement |
| [07:29.120] | That he could barely breathe. |
| [07:31.410] | His skin felt prickly from the heat, |
| [07:33.710] | And he could feel his heart beating in his throat. |
| [07:36.490] | It would be soon. |
| [07:38.930] | Sheila stood quite upright |
| [07:41.100] | And walked around to the other side of the package. |
| [07:43.940] | Then she sank down to her knees, grasped the cutter by both handles, |
| [07:48.290] | Took a deep breath, |
| [07:49.630] | And plunged the long blade through the middle of the package, |
| [07:52.520] | Through the masking tape, through the cardboard, |
| [07:54.910] | Through the cushioning |
| [07:55.610] | And thud right through the center of Waldo Jeffers head, |
| [07:59.840] | Which split slightly and caused little rhythmic arcs of red |
| [08:03.080] | To pulsate gently in the morning sun |
| [00:02.060] | Waldo Jeffers had reached his limit. |
| [00:04.560] | It was now MidAugust |
| [00:06.230] | Which meant he had been separated from Marsha for more than two months. |
| [00:10.360] | Two months, and all he had to show was three dogeared letters |
| [00:13.700] | And two very expensive longdistance phone calls. |
| [00:16.940] | True, when school had ended and she' d returned to Wisconsin, |
| [00:20.040] | And he to Locust, Pennsylvania, |
| [00:22.340] | She had sworn to maintain a certain fidelity. |
| [00:25.380] | She would date occasionally, but merely as amusement. |
| [00:29.160] | She would remain faithful |
| [00:31.620] | |
| [00:34.400] | He had trouble sleeping at night |
| [00:36.660] | And when he did, he had horrible dreams. |
| [00:39.810] | He lay awake at night, |
| [00:41.570] | Tossing and turning underneath his pleated quilt protector, |
| [00:45.260] | Tears welling in his eyes as he pictured Marsha, |
| [00:48.670] | Her sworn vows overcome by liquor and the smooth soothing of some neanderthal, |
| [00:54.350] | Finally submitting to the final caresses of sexual oblivion. |
| [00:59.040] | It was more than the human mind could bear |
| [01:02.120] | Visions of Marsha' s faithlessness haunted him. Marsha |
| [01:05.240] | Daytime fantasies of sexual abandon permeated his thoughts. |
| [01:09.280] | And the thing was, they wouldn' t understand how she really was. |
| [01:13.810] | He, Waldo, alone understood this. |
| [01:16.640] | He had intuitively grasped every nook and cranny of her psyche. |
| [01:20.590] | He had made her smile. |
| [01:22.530] | She needed him, and he wasn' t there. Awww... |
| [01:25.930] | The idea came to him on the Thursday |
| [01:27.630] | Before the Mummers' Parade was scheduled to appear. |
| [01:30.520] | He' d just finished mowing and edging the Edelsons lawn for a dollar fifty |
| [01:33.860] | And had checked the mailbox to see if there was at least a word from Marsha. |
| [01:37.940] | There was nothing but a circular |
| [01:39.500] | From the Amalgamated Aluminum Company Of America |
| [01:41.440] | Inquiring into his awing needs. |
| [01:44.030] | At least they cared enough to write |
| [01:46.370] | It was a New York company. |
| [01:48.560] | You could go anywhere in the mails. |
| [01:51.010] | Then it struck him. |
| [01:52.850] | He didn' t have enough money to go to Wisconsin in the accepted fashion, |
| [01:55.840] | True, but why not mail himself? |
| [01:58.890] | It was absurdly simple. |
| [02:00.660] | He would ship himself parcel post, special delivery. |
| [02:04.160] | The next day Waldo went to the supermarket |
| [02:06.330] | To purchase the necessary equipment. |
| [02:08.730] | He bought masking tape, a staple gun |
| [02:11.010] | And a medium sized cardboard box just right for a person of his build. |
| [02:15.250] | He judged that with a minimum of jostling he could ride quite comfortably. |
| [02:19.140] | A few airholes, some water, perhaps some midnight snacks, |
| [02:22.770] | And it would probably be as good as going tourist! |
| [02:26.170] | By Friday afternoon, Waldo was set. |
| [02:28.770] | He was thoroughly packed and the Post Office had agreed |
| [02:30.790] | To pick him up at three o' clock. |
| [02:32.880] | He' d marked the package " Fragile", |
| [02:34.560] | And as he sat curled up inside, |
| [02:36.300] | Resting on the foam rubber cushioning he' d thoughtfully included, |
| [02:39.450] | He tried to picture the look of awe and happiness on Marshas face |
| [02:42.450] | As she opened her door, saw the package, tipped the deliverer, |
| [02:46.080] | And then opened it to see her Waldo finally there in person. |
| [02:50.070] | She would kiss him, and then maybe they could see a movie. |
| [02:54.020] | If he' d only thought of this before. |
| [02:56.670] | Suddenly rough hands gripped his package and he felt himself borne up. |
| [03:01.160] | He landed with a thud in a truck and was off |
| [03:04.640] | Marsha Bronson had just finished setting her hair. |
| [03:07.630] | It had been a very rough weekend. |
| [03:10.360] | She had to remember not to drink like that. |
| [03:13.360] | Bill had been nice about it though. |
| [03:15.350] | After it was over he' d said he still respected her and, after all, |
| [03:18.740] | It was certainly the way of nature, |
| [03:20.860] | And even though, no, he didn' t love her, |
| [03:23.250] | He did feel an affection for her. |
| [03:26.050] | And after all, they were grown adults. |
| [03:28.840] | Oh, what Bill could teach Waldo! |
| [03:31.520] | But that seemed many years ago |
| [03:34.460] | Sheila Klein, her very, very best friend, |
| [03:37.360] | Walked in through the porch screen door and into the kitchen. |
| [03:41.440] | " Oh gawd, it' s absolutely maudlin outside."" |
| [03:44.520] | " Ach, I know what you mean, I feel all icky!"" |
| [03:48.760] | Marsha tightened the belt on her cotton robe with the silk outer edge. |
| [03:52.410] | Sheila ran her finger over some salt grains on the kitchen table, |
| [03:56.050] | Licked her finger and made a face |
| [03:58.650] | " I' m supposed to be taking these salt pills, but," " |
| [04:00.630] | She wrinkled her nose, " they make me feel like throwing up." |
| [04:04.920] | Marsha started to pat herself under the chin, Marsha |
| [04:07.460] | An exercise she' d seen on television |
| [04:10.100] | " God, don' t even talk about that."" |
| [04:12.650] | She got up from the table and went to the sink |
| [04:14.340] | Where she picked up a bottle of pink and blue vitamins. |
| [04:17.240] | " Want one? Supposed to be better than Stick," |
| [04:19.430] | And then attempted to touch her knees. |
| [04:21.870] | " I don' t think I' ll ever touch a daiquiri again."" |
| [04:25.060] | She gave up and sat down, |
| [04:26.650] | This time nearer the small table that supported the telephone. |
| [04:30.190] | " Maybe Bill' ll call," she said to Sheila' s glance. " |
| [04:33.740] | Sheila nibbled on a cuticle, |
| [04:36.080] | " After last night, I thought maybe you' d be through with him."" |
| [04:39.620] | " I know what you mean. My God, he was like an octopus. " |
| [04:42.350] | Hands all over the place." |
| [04:44.460] | She gestured, raising her arms upwards in defense. |
| [04:47.210] | " The thing is, after a while, you get tired of fighting with him, you know, " |
| [04:50.500] | And after all I didn' t really do anything Friday and Saturday |
| [04:53.540] | So I kind of owed it to him. You know what I mean." |
| [04:56.300] | She started to scratch. Sheila was giggling with her hand over her mouth |
| [05:01.010] | " I' ll tell you, I felt the same way, and even after a while," " |
| [05:04.440] | Here she bent forward in a whisper, |
| [05:06.290] | " I wanted to!" Now she was laughing very loudly" |
| [05:10.520] | It was at this point that Mr. Jameson of the Clarence Darrow Post Office |
| [05:14.120] | Rang the doorbell of the large stucco colored frame house. |
| [05:17.750] | When Marsha Bronson opened the door, he helped her carry the package in. |
| [05:21.190] | He had his yellow and his green slips of paper signed |
| [05:24.090] | And left with a fifteen cent tip |
| [05:25.680] | That Marsha had gotten out of her mother' s small beige pocketbook in the den |
| [05:30.010] | " What do you think it is?" Sheila asked." |
| [05:32.600] | Marsha stood with her arms folded behind her back. |
| [05:35.390] | She stared at the brown cardboard carton |
| [05:37.490] | That sat in the middle of the living room |
| [05:39.430] | " I dunno."" |
| [05:41.270] | Inside the package, Waldo quivered with excitement |
| [05:44.540] | As he listened to the muffled voices. |
| [05:46.780] | Sheila ran her fingernail over the masking tape that ran down the center of the carton. |
| [05:51.380] | " Why don' t you look at the return address and see who it' s from?" " |
| [05:55.110] | Waldo felt his heart beating. |
| [05:57.160] | He could feel the vibrating footsteps. |
| [05:59.070] | It would be soon |
| [06:01.810] | Marsha walked around the carton and read the inkscratched label. |
| [06:05.450] | " Ah, god it' s from Waldo!"" |
| [06:08.140] | " That schmuck!" said Sheila. " |
| [06:10.690] | Waldo trembled with expectation. |
| [06:13.590] | " Well, you might as well open it," said Sheila. " |
| [06:16.080] | Both of them tried to lift the staple flap |
| [06:19.280] | " Ah sst," said Marsha, groaning, " he must have nailed it shut." |
| [06:23.850] | They tugged on the flap again. |
| [06:26.100] | " My God, you need a power drill to get this thing open!" " |
| [06:29.840] | They pulled again. " You can' t get a grip." |
| [06:34.760] | They both stood still, breathing heavily |
| [06:38.150] | " Why don' t you get a scissor," said Sheila. " |
| [06:41.030] | Marsha ran into the kitchen, |
| [06:42.820] | But all she could find was a little sewing scissor. |
| [06:45.960] | Then she remembered that her father |
| [06:47.410] | kept a collection of tools in the basement. |
| [06:49.700] | She ran downstairs, and when she came back up, |
| [06:52.100] | She had a large sheet metal cutter in her hand. |
| [06:55.090] | " This is the best I could find." She was very out of breath. " |
| [06:58.330] | " Here, you do it. II' m gonna die." |
| [07:01.320] | She sank into a large fluffy couch and exhaled noisily. |
| [07:06.100] | Sheila tried to make a slit between the masking tape |
| [07:08.790] | And the end of the cardboard flap, |
| [07:10.630] | But the blade was too big and there wasn' t enough room |
| [07:13.820] | " God damn this thing!" she said feeling very exasperated. " |
| [07:17.710] | Then smiling, " I got an idea." |
| [07:20.700] | " What?" said Marsha" |
| [07:22.040] | " Just watch," said Sheila, touching her finger to her head" |
| [07:25.330] | Inside the package, Waldo was so transfixed with excitement |
| [07:29.120] | That he could barely breathe. |
| [07:31.410] | His skin felt prickly from the heat, |
| [07:33.710] | And he could feel his heart beating in his throat. |
| [07:36.490] | It would be soon. |
| [07:38.930] | Sheila stood quite upright |
| [07:41.100] | And walked around to the other side of the package. |
| [07:43.940] | Then she sank down to her knees, grasped the cutter by both handles, |
| [07:48.290] | Took a deep breath, |
| [07:49.630] | And plunged the long blade through the middle of the package, |
| [07:52.520] | Through the masking tape, through the cardboard, |
| [07:54.910] | Through the cushioning |
| [07:55.610] | And thud right through the center of Waldo Jeffers head, |
| [07:59.840] | Which split slightly and caused little rhythmic arcs of red |
| [08:03.080] | To pulsate gently in the morning sun |
| [00:02.060] | 沃尔多·杰夫斯已经到忍到极限了 |
| [00:04.560] | 那是八月中旬 |
| [00:06.230] | 这意味着他已经跟玛莎分开了两个多月了 |
| [00:10.360] | 两个月，他就只有三封翻烂了的信 |
| [00:13.700] | 还有两通超贵的长途电话 |
| [00:16.940] | 的确，毕业后她回了威斯康辛 |
| [00:20.040] | 而他回到宾州 |
| [00:22.340] | 她发誓会保持某种程度的忠诚 |
| [00:25.380] | 她会偶尔出去浪，但只是玩玩而已 |
| [00:29.160] | 她不会给他戴绿帽子 |
| [00:31.620] | But lately Waldo had begun to worry.但最近Waldo开始担心了 |
| [00:34.400] | 他晚上睡不着觉 |
| [00:36.660] | 一旦睡着，就会做噩梦 |
| [00:39.810] | 他整晚躺着发呆 |
| [00:41.570] | 在被套里翻来覆去 |
| [00:45.260] | 眼泪汪汪，当他想到玛莎可能会 |
| [00:48.670] | 在酒精和某些傻吊的花言巧语诱惑下 |
| [00:54.350] | 在不可描述的快乐中把誓言跑到脑后 |
| [00:59.040] | 这是人能忍的事？ |
| [01:02.120] | 不忠的画面一直在他脑海里盘旋 |
| [01:05.240] | 那种被绿了的白日幻想彻底占领他的思维 |
| [01:09.280] | 问题是，那些人根本不会懂她 |
| [01:13.810] | 只有他，沃尔多，最懂 |
| [01:16.640] | 他直观的了解她心灵每个角落与缝隙 |
| [01:20.590] | 他能带给她欢笑 |
| [01:22.530] | 她需要他，而他却不在（啊...） |
| [01:25.930] | 那天他灵机一动 |
| [01:27.630] | 就在周四化装游行开始前 |
| [01:30.520] | 就在他为了1美元55美分打理完艾德森家的草坪时 |
| [01:33.860] | 他去检查邮箱看看有没有来自玛莎的只言片语 |
| [01:37.940] | 结果一无所获，除了 |
| [01:39.500] | 美国联合铝业公司的一张传单 |
| [01:41.440] | 打探他的需求 |
| [01:44.030] | 至少他们还有心思给他写信 |
| [01:46.370] | 那是家纽约的公司 |
| [01:48.560] | 你可以邮寄东西到任何地方 |
| [01:51.010] | 然后他有了一个大胆的想法 |
| [01:52.850] | 他没钱用正常方法去威斯康辛 |
| [01:55.840] | 但是他可以把自己寄过去啊 |
| [01:58.890] | 简直不要太简单 |
| [02:00.660] | 他要把自己装在包裹里寄过去，特快专递 |
| [02:04.160] | 第二天沃尔多就去超市 |
| [02:06.330] | 买了所有需要的工具 |
| [02:08.730] | 他买了封口胶带、钉枪 |
| [02:11.010] | 选了一个刚好合适他的硬纸板箱子 |
| [02:15.250] | 他轻轻地撞了几下试试看，可以在里面呆得很舒服 |
| [02:19.140] | 几个透气孔，一点水，可能还有点零食 |
| [02:22.770] | 这差不多会像一趟不错的旅行了 |
| [02:26.170] | 到周五下午，沃尔多也已经准备就绪 |
| [02:28.770] | 他已经把自己打包好，而邮局同意 |
| [02:30.790] | 三点钟来取货 |
| [02:32.880] | 他把包裹标记为“易碎” |
| [02:34.560] | 然后蜷缩在里面 |
| [02:36.300] | 坐在他机智地准备好的泡沫缓冲垫上休息 |
| [02:39.450] | 他试着想象，玛莎惊喜的神情 |
| [02:42.450] | 当她打开门，看见包裹，付过小费 |
| [02:46.080] | 最后拆开包裹发现她的沃尔多闪亮登场 |
| [02:50.070] | 她会送上热吻，然后或许会一起去看电影 |
| [02:54.020] | 要是他之前就想到的话 |
| [02:56.670] | 突然他的包裹被粗暴的抬起来 |
| [03:01.160] | 嘭地一声被扔在卡车上，然后出发了 |
| [03:04.640] | 玛莎·布朗森刚刚做完头发 |
| [03:07.630] | 她周末过得相当不顺 |
| [03:10.360] | 她要记住再也别那样喝酒了 |
| [03:13.360] | 虽然比尔还算友好 |
| [03:15.350] | 事情结束后他说他仍然尊敬她，毕竟 |
| [03:18.740] | 这只是正常生理需求而已 |
| [03:20.860] | 虽然，他并不爱她 |
| [03:23.250] | 但他的确对她有点意思 |
| [03:26.050] | 反正他们都是成年人了 |
| [03:28.840] | 哎，比尔真的该给沃尔多上一课！ |
| [03:31.520] | 但那仿佛像是几百年前了 |
| [03:34.460] | 希拉·克莱恩是她的超级闺蜜 |
| [03:37.360] | 她穿过门廊的纱帘门走到厨房里 |
| [03:41.440] | 天啊，空气中都弥漫着宿醉后气味啊” |
| [03:44.520] | 呵，我知道你的意思，我也觉得很恶心” |
| [03:48.760] | 玛莎绑紧了她带丝绸花边的棉袍的腰带 |
| [03:52.410] | 希拉用手指沾了沾厨房桌子上的盐粒 |
| [03:56.050] | 舔了舔手指，做了个鬼脸 |
| [03:58.650] | 按理说我该服用这些盐丸的，但是” |
| [04:00.630] | 她皱了皱鼻子，“它们让我想吐” |
| [04:04.920] | 开始轻拍自己的下巴 |
| [04:07.460] | 一种她在电视上看到的锻炼动作 |
| [04:10.100] | 天，说都不要说起那个” |
| [04:12.650] | 她起身离开桌子走到水槽边 |
| [04:14.340] | 拿起了一瓶粉红和蓝色相间的维他命片 |
| [04:17.240] | “来一片？据说比Stick（某著名盐丸牌子）好吃” |
| [04:19.430] | 然后试图触碰她的膝盖 |
| [04:21.870] | 我觉得我这辈子都不会再碰德其利（某种水果鸡尾酒）了” |
| [04:25.060] | 她放弃了锻炼然后坐下来 |
| [04:26.650] | 这次坐到了靠近电话的小桌子旁 |
| [04:30.190] | 也许比尔会给我打电话，”她对希拉说 |
| [04:33.740] | 而希拉咬着指尖上的死皮，看着她说 |
| [04:36.080] | 我以为昨晚之后，你就受够他了” |
| [04:39.620] | 我知道你的意思。天啊，他就像只触手怪一样 |
| [04:42.350] | 手到处乱摸。” |
| [04:44.460] | 她比划了一下，举起双臂做防御状 |
| [04:47.210] | 问题是，过了一会儿，你就厌烦抗拒他了，你懂的 |
| [04:50.500] | 毕竟我周五周六并没有真的跟他做什么 |
| [04:53.540] | 所以我差不多是欠他的。你懂我的意思。” |
| [04:56.300] | 她开始抓耳挠腮，希拉捂着嘴偷笑 |
| [05:01.010] | 我跟你讲，我一开始也这么觉得，甚至之后好一阵子” |
| [05:04.440] | 说到这儿她向前倾，压低了声音 |
| [05:06.290] | 其实我也想要！”这时她大笑了起来 |
| [05:10.520] | 正是此时，Clarence Darrow邮局的詹姆森先生 |
| [05:14.120] | 按响了抹灰框架的大房子的门铃， |
| [05:17.750] | 当玛莎·布朗森打开门，他帮忙把包裹抬了进来 |
| [05:21.190] | 他让她签了那些黄黄绿绿的收据 |
| [05:24.090] | 收写了十五美分小费离开了 |
| [05:25.680] | 那是玛莎从她妈妈放在屋里的小钱包里拿出来的 |
| [05:30.010] | 你猜里面是什么”希拉问道 |
| [05:32.600] | 玛莎背着手站在包裹前 |
| [05:35.390] | 她盯着棕色的， |
| [05:37.490] | 放在客厅中间的纸板箱 |
| [05:39.430] | 我不知道” |
| [05:41.270] | 在包裹里面，沃尔多激动得浑身发抖 |
| [05:44.540] | 当他听见模糊不清的声音时 |
| [05:46.780] | 希拉用手指划过纸箱中间的密封胶带 |
| [05:51.380] | 你为什么不看看回寄地址，看它是谁寄的呢？” |
| [05:55.110] | 沃尔多感到心脏要跳出来了 |
| [05:57.160] | 他能感觉到脚步的震动 |
| [05:59.070] | 很快了 |
| [06:01.810] | 玛莎走到纸箱边，辨认着模糊的标签 |
| [06:05.450] | 啊，天啊，是沃尔多寄来的！” |
| [06:08.140] | 那个大笨蛋！”希拉说 |
| [06:10.690] | 沃尔多满怀期待地颤抖着 |
| [06:13.590] | 好吧，你还是打开它吧”希拉说 |
| [06:16.080] | 她们两个都试图抬起订书钉 |
| [06:19.280] | “啊，干，”玛莎说，呻吟着，“他肯定是把它钉死了。” |
| [06:23.850] | 她们继续拽着钉子，。 |
| [06:26.100] | 老天，你需哟啊一个电钻来把这东西弄开！” |
| [06:29.840] | 她们又努力了一番，“你根本打不开它。” |
| [06:34.760] | 她们都呆站着，喘着粗气 |
| [06:38.150] | 你为什么不拿把剪刀来，”希拉说。 |
| [06:41.030] | 玛莎飞奔到厨房 |
| [06:42.820] | 但她只找到了一把缝纫用的小剪刀 |
| [06:45.960] | 然后她想起来 |
| [06:47.410] | 她爸爸在地下室有一套工具 |
| [06:49.700] | 她跑下楼，等她回来时 |
| [06:52.100] | 手上提了一台大型金属片切割机 |
| [06:55.090] | 这是我能找到最合用的了”她上气不接下气 |
| [06:58.330] | “给，你来。我要累死了。” |
| [07:01.320] | 她把自己埋进软软的大沙发里，喘着粗气 |
| [07:06.100] | 希拉试图在胶带 |
| [07:08.790] | 和纸箱底间切出一条缝 |
| [07:10.630] | 但是刀片太厚了，下不去手 |
| [07:13.820] | 什么鬼！”她很抓狂 |
| [07:17.710] | 然后突然微微一笑，“我有个大胆的想法。” |
| [07:20.700] | 什么？”玛莎问道 |
| [07:22.040] | 你瞧好了，”希拉说着，用手指点着脑袋 |
| [07:25.330] | 在包裹里面，沃尔多激动到不能自已 |
| [07:29.120] | 他快要窒息了 |
| [07:31.410] | 他的皮肤因为发烫而感到瘙痒 |
| [07:33.710] | 他能感到自己的心脏快从嗓子眼里跳出来了 |
| [07:36.490] | 快了，快了 |
| [07:38.930] | 希拉站直了 |
| [07:41.100] | 走到包裹的另一边 |
| [07:43.940] | 然后跪在地上，抓住切割机的两个把手 |
| [07:48.290] | 深呼吸 |
| [07:49.630] | 将长长的刀片没入了包裹之中 |
| [07:52.520] | 穿过了封口胶袋，穿过了硬纸板 |
| [07:54.910] | 穿过了泡沫软垫 |
| [07:55.610] | 嘭地一声）穿过了沃尔多的脑袋 |
| [07:59.840] | 它轻轻开裂，红色的液体随着切割节奏喷溅而出 |
| [08:03.080] | 在清晨阳光下轻盈飞舞 |
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