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S1E1
第一集中小医生对马尔科姆爵士说的一段，激情澎湃呐~
There's only one sensible order , for scientific exploration.pierce the veil that separates the living death.Everything else, from the depths of the sea to the top most high mountain on the planet further away , is insignificant.The life and death, Sir Malcolm .
The glitter that separates one from the other fast as the wings of a bat more beautiful than any sonnet.That's my river.That 's my mountain.LE pianterò my flag .
科学探索的真正目的只有一个，那就是解开生与死之谜。其他的一切，从海底最深处，到最遥远星球上最高的山峰，全都无关紧要。只有生与死，马尔科姆爵士，生离死别就在那电光火石的一刹那……和蝙蝠的羽翼一样急速，比任何一首十四行诗都要凄美……那才是我的河流。那才是我的山峰。那才是我要插上自己旗帜的地方。
第一集中小医生对马尔科姆爵士说的一段，激情澎湃呐~
There's only one sensible order , for scientific exploration.pierce the veil that separates the living death.Everything else, from the depths of the sea to the top most high mountain on the planet further away , is insignificant.The life and death, Sir Malcolm .
The glitter that separates one from the other fast as the wings of a bat more beautiful than any sonnet.That's my river.That 's my mountain.LE pianterò my flag .
科学探索的真正目的只有一个，那就是解开生与死之谜。其他的一切，从海底最深处，到最遥远星球上最高的山峰，全都无关紧要。只有生与死，马尔科姆爵士，生离死别就在那电光火石的一刹那……和蝙蝠的羽翼一样急速，比任何一首十四行诗都要凄美……那才是我的河流。那才是我的山峰。那才是我要插上自己旗帜的地方。
S1E3
小Victor真可爱！~
YOUNG VICTOR: When the poets write of death, it's invariably serene.
(INHALES) I wonder if that's what it is really.This death, this ending of things.
M:Is it an ending though, Victor? Or merely a movement? A gesture toward something else.
YOUNG VICTOR:Toward heaven?
M;Who can say? There are some things we're not meant to know.Or know too soon, anyway.
弗兰肯斯坦：“当诗中提到死亡的时候，总是很平静。我想知道这是否是真的。死亡，这个终结一切的名词……”
母亲：“这真的是终结吗，维克多？还是说只是个动词呢？是预示着会通往别处。“
弗兰肯斯坦：通往天堂吗？
母亲：谁知道呢，有些事情是我们无从得知的，或者不会这么早知道。
小Victor真可爱！~
YOUNG VICTOR: When the poets write of death, it's invariably serene.
(INHALES) I wonder if that's what it is really.This death, this ending of things.
M:Is it an ending though, Victor? Or merely a movement? A gesture toward something else.
YOUNG VICTOR:Toward heaven?
M;Who can say? There are some things we're not meant to know.Or know too soon, anyway.
弗兰肯斯坦：“当诗中提到死亡的时候，总是很平静。我想知道这是否是真的。死亡，这个终结一切的名词……”
母亲：“这真的是终结吗，维克多？还是说只是个动词呢？是预示着会通往别处。“
弗兰肯斯坦：通往天堂吗？
母亲：谁知道呢，有些事情是我们无从得知的，或者不会这么早知道。
大儿子这段口音很赞！
Your beloved volumes of poetry were my primers.From your penciled notations I learned that you favored Wordsworth and the old Romantics.No wonder you fled from me.I am not a creation of the antique pastoral world.I am modernity personified.
Did you not know that's what you were creating? The modern age.Did you really imagine that your modern creation would hold to the values of Keats and Wordsworth? We are men of iron and mechanization now.We are steam engines and turbines.
Were you really so naive to imagine that we'd see eternity in a daffodil? Who is the child, Frankenstein, thee or me?
你热爱的诗歌成为我的启蒙读本，根据你用铅笔做的批注，我知道你喜欢华兹华斯以及古典浪漫主义，难怪你会跑掉，我并非田园生活的造物，而是现代的化身。
你真以为你的现代造物，能继承济慈和华兹华斯的价值观吗？我们现在是铁和机械化的造物，是蒸汽机和涡轮机。
你真的天真到以为，能从水仙花中看到永生吗？到底是谁幼稚？你还是我？
Your beloved volumes of poetry were my primers.From your penciled notations I learned that you favored Wordsworth and the old Romantics.No wonder you fled from me.I am not a creation of the antique pastoral world.I am modernity personified.
Did you not know that's what you were creating? The modern age.Did you really imagine that your modern creation would hold to the values of Keats and Wordsworth? We are men of iron and mechanization now.We are steam engines and turbines.
Were you really so naive to imagine that we'd see eternity in a daffodil? Who is the child, Frankenstein, thee or me?
你热爱的诗歌成为我的启蒙读本，根据你用铅笔做的批注，我知道你喜欢华兹华斯以及古典浪漫主义，难怪你会跑掉，我并非田园生活的造物，而是现代的化身。
你真以为你的现代造物，能继承济慈和华兹华斯的价值观吗？我们现在是铁和机械化的造物，是蒸汽机和涡轮机。
你真的天真到以为，能从水仙花中看到永生吗？到底是谁幼稚？你还是我？
There is a place where the malformed find grace, where the hideous can be beautiful, where strangeness is not shunned but celebrated.This place is the theater.
有一个地方，与众不同的人能找到平静，丑陋可以变得美丽，异常不受到回避，而是能得到欣赏，那个地方就是剧院。
I would seek you even unto the maelstrom of the blackest tempest of the darkest night.即使在深夜最黑暗的风暴中，我也要找到你
I'm not concerned with the past, only the future.Rise and walk with me
我不会纠结往事，只要未来，起来和我一起走
有一个地方，与众不同的人能找到平静，丑陋可以变得美丽，异常不受到回避，而是能得到欣赏，那个地方就是剧院。
I would seek you even unto the maelstrom of the blackest tempest of the darkest night.即使在深夜最黑暗的风暴中，我也要找到你
I'm not concerned with the past, only the future.Rise and walk with me
我不会纠结往事，只要未来，起来和我一起走
我是那朵花
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别有用心的一段
Mmm, it's beautiful.
You can do better.
Give me words.
Delicate, subtle fragrance.Like a berry, but not a woodland thing.Not a thing of the forest, something (SNIFFS) of the jungle.
What does it say to you?
Touch me.With your finger.Softly.My scent on your neck.Open your lips.Taste.
Atropa belladonna.Deadly nightshade.
真漂亮。
你可以赋予它更美的辞藻。（唯美主义倾向的道林）
柔弱，带暗香，色艳如浆果。却并非是生长在森林或灌木丛中的平凡之物。
它在跟你说什么？
触摸我，用你的指尖。轻柔地。让我成为你的绕颈之香。张开双唇，品尝我。
这是颠茄。毒性刚烈。
It's the adder beneath the rose, isn't it? All of this.
They can seem so enticing and luxurious, yet within, there's a dark thing waiting.
Things are so rarely what they seem.
Which of us does not have our secrets, Miss Ives?
这就是带刺玫瑰的娇艳之处，不是么？所有这一切。虽然看上去令人迷醉，但其深处，却有黑暗蛰伏。
事物往往都是表里不一的。
试问人类，谁不是身负秘密呢，艾维斯小姐？
Mmm, it's beautiful.
You can do better.
Give me words.
Delicate, subtle fragrance.Like a berry, but not a woodland thing.Not a thing of the forest, something (SNIFFS) of the jungle.
What does it say to you?
Touch me.With your finger.Softly.My scent on your neck.Open your lips.Taste.
Atropa belladonna.Deadly nightshade.
真漂亮。
你可以赋予它更美的辞藻。（唯美主义倾向的道林）
柔弱，带暗香，色艳如浆果。却并非是生长在森林或灌木丛中的平凡之物。
它在跟你说什么？
触摸我，用你的指尖。轻柔地。让我成为你的绕颈之香。张开双唇，品尝我。
这是颠茄。毒性刚烈。
It's the adder beneath the rose, isn't it? All of this.
They can seem so enticing and luxurious, yet within, there's a dark thing waiting.
Things are so rarely what they seem.
Which of us does not have our secrets, Miss Ives?
这就是带刺玫瑰的娇艳之处，不是么？所有这一切。虽然看上去令人迷醉，但其深处，却有黑暗蛰伏。
事物往往都是表里不一的。
试问人类，谁不是身负秘密呢，艾维斯小姐？
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