奶牛美女 Cow Belles 英文剧本
- Hey! - I'm sorry, Miss Callum. No music.
Isn't it one of the rules of the road - the driver controls the radio?
Not during her driver's test.
Make a left.
Perfect, huh?
Wow. Has anybody ever told you you have really amazing eyes?
I'm not just saying that to butter you up, it's true.
You should think about wearing more pastels - light blues, pale greens.
They'd so bring out your eyes and totally work for you.
Oh!
That's Daddy's factory. Isn't it the cutest?
Do you know him? Reed Callum. He's the best.
Absolutely not allowed!
But it's an emergency. It's my sister. Please?
Courtney? Give me the deets.
I found the most perfect dress for my party.
- Only... promise you won't freak. - Hmm?
It's... orange.
- Miss Callum! - One second.
If you do not get off the phone and resume driving,
you'll not get your driver's license.
OK, ask her, is she sure the dress isn't maybe, like, terra cotta or something.
Pretty please? I gave you that nice tip about pastels!
Are you sure it isn't terra cotta?
Yeah, I'm sure.
- It's definitely orange. - Uh...
Tell her she can get the dress if I can wear her Jimmy Choos.
Get the dress. But you have to let her wear your gym shoes.
Goodbye.
Yes! Wrap it up.
Aren't you at all concerned about the price?
Of course I am. How much?
$1000.
Great! It's even sorta, kinda within my budget.
OK, then.
Thing is, me and my sister are best, best friends.
Every year, we divide up colors, favorite actors and fragrances,
so there's nothing to fight about. Isn't that smart?
The reason I'm so cool about the orange thing is because it's her cotillion, her night.
She should completely have whatever she wants.
Oh, Mr. Reeves, if only you could have been there for my party.
Of course, I didn't know you, so I probably would have called security.
Pull into the parking lot.
I'm done? You're not even making me do any yucky three-point turns?
Miss Callum, I take it you're used to getting what you want.
Well, yeah.
The truth of the matter is, while you handled the car quite competently,
you seem to have a very real problem staying focused.
That's what Daddy says, too. Oh...
But it's not something you can flunk me for, right?
Sir, before you do anything rash, let me just say this:
If I don't pass today, I am gonna be back here every possible second,
requesting you and only you, again and again...
and again...
for as totally long as it takes.
On second thought... you pass.
Thank you!
Oh, sorry. Oh, sorry.
I got you something.
Oh, uh...