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双语读电影 《玩具总动员》第03章 :我是巴斯光年,我为和平而来。

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Chapter  3
Woody lay beneath the bed as he listened to Andy and his friends chatter.
“Look,” Andy said. “You press his back and he does a karate-chop action.”
“Come on down, guys!” Mrs. Davis called up the stairs. “It’s time for games. We’ve got prizes!”
“Oh, yeah!” Andy said. He led his pack of noisy friends out of the room. The door slammed. Slowly, cautiously, Andy’s toys came to life.
They crept toward the bed, where Andy had left his new toy.
“What is it?”
“Can you see it?”
“Woody?” Rex whispered. “Who’s up there with you?”
Coughing from the dust, Woody crawled out from under the bed. The toys gasped in shock.
“Woody!” Slinky exclaimed. “What are you doing under the bed?”
Woody pulled himself to his feet and slapped the dust from his jeans.
“Uh… nothing! I’m sure Andy was just a little excited, that’s all. Too much cake and ice cream, I suppose. It’s just a mistake.”
“Well,” said Mr. Potato Head, “that ‘mistake’ is sitting in your spot, Woody.”
Rex gasped. “Have you been replaced?”
Woody put one hand on his hip and spoke firmly. “Hey! What did I tell you earlier? No one is getting replaced.” But the other toys weren’t so sure.
“Now,” Woody continued, “let’s all be polite and give whatever it is up there a nice big Andy’s room welcome.”
Woody smiled confidently, ignoring the butter-flies in the pit of his stomach. He turned and clambered back up the side of the bed.
As Woody peered over the top of the bed, late-afternoon sunlight streamed in through the window, momentarily blinding him. He blinked and began to make out a dark silhouette standing tall against the light. And then he could see.
A toy man—unlike any Woody had ever encountered— stood boldly in the center of Andy’s bed. He wore a white high-tech space suit. A green control panel studded with a complex array of push buttons, stickers, and lights covered the top half of his broad chest. A clear plastic bubble shielded his head. Through this helmet, Woody could see the arched brow, keen eyes, and strong chin of a confident explorer.
As Woody gawked, the stranger came to life and pressed a blue button on the right side of his chest. Bleep! Bleep!
“Buzz Lightyear to Star Command. Come in, Star Command.” The figure paused for an answer. No response.
“Star Command,” he repeated more forcefully. “Do you read me?” His mouth tightened into a stiff grimace. “Why don’t they answer?” He took a step; then something caught his eye.
Woody followed the new toy’s gaze. Buzz was staring at the smashed box in which he had been packaged. The space figure gasped.
“My ship!” he cried. He ran to the crumpled box to examine the damage. “Blast! This’ll take weeks to repair!”
Fuming, he flipped open a plastic compartment strapped to his arm. “Buzz Lightyear Mission Log. Star date four-zero-seven-two: My ship has run off course en route to Sector Twelve. I’ve crash-landed on a strange planet. The impact must have awoken me from hypersleep.”
Buzz bounced up and down on the squishy surface of the bed. “Terrain seems a bit unstable,” he reported into his communicator. “No readout yet if the air is breathable.” He glanced around. “And there seems to be no sign of intelligent life anywhere.”
Woody poked his head in front of Buzz.
“Hello?”
“HOOO-YAAAAAHH!” Buzz jumped back, arms raised in a defensive stance.
Woody threw up his hands like a holdup victim. “Whoa! Did I frighten you? Didn’t mean to. Sorry.” He slowly lowered his right hand and held it out to the stranger. “Howdy! My name is Woody, and this is Andy’s room. That’s all I wanted to say. And also, there has been a bit of a mix-up. This is my spot, see, the bed here—”
“Local law enforcement!” Buzz interrupted, nodding at Woody’s badge. “It’s about time you got here. I’m Buzz Lightyear, space ranger, Universe Protection Unit. My ship has crash-landed here by mistake.”
“Yes, it is a mistake,” Woody agreed, “because you see, the bed, here, is my spot.”
But Buzz didn’t seem to be listening. He strode away, scanning the terrain of what he thought was a strange new planet. Woody hurried to keep up.
“I need to repair my turbo boosters,” Buzz informed the sheriff. “Do you people still use fossil fuels? Or have you discovered crystallic fusion?”
Woody took off his cowboy hat and scratched his head. “Well, let’s see. We’ve got double-A batteries—”
Suddenly, Buzz yanked Woody flat down on the bed. “Halt! Who goes there?” he cried. Andy’s toys were peeking over the edge of the bed.
“Don’t shoot!” Rex yelled out. “It’s okay! Friends!”
Buzz cocked his head toward Woody. “Do you know these life-forms?”
“Yes,” Woody replied. “They’re Andy’s toys.” Buzz seemed to relax.
“All right, everyone.You’re clear to come up.” He stood and walked over to the toys. “I am Buzz Lightyear,” he said boldly. “I come in peace.”
Rex rushed up and grabbed his hand, pumping it up and down with enthusiasm. “Oh, I’m so glad you’re not a dinosaur!”
“Why, thank you,” Buzz said, a puzzled look on his face. “Thank you all for your kind welcome.”
Rex stared at the panel of buttons on Buzz’s space suit. “Say! What’s that button do?”
“I’ll show you.” Buzz pressed the button. A clear, bold recorded voice cried out: “Buzz Lightyear to the rescue!”
“Ooooooh!” the toys murmured.
“Hey,” said Slinky. “Woody’s got something like that. His is a pull string, only—”
“Only it sounds like a car ran over it,” Mr. Potato Head joked.
“Yeah, but not like this one,” Hamm said with admiration. “This is a quality sound system. Probably all copper wiring, huh? So, where are you from? Singapore? Hong Kong (China)?”
Buzz looked at the piggy bank, one eyebrow raised. “Well… no, actually, I’m stationed up in the Gamma Quadrant of Sector Four. As a member of the elite Universe Protection Unit of the Space Ranger Corps, I protect the galaxy from the threat of invasion by the evil Emperor Zurg, sworn enemy of the Galactic Alliance.”
The toys stared at Buzz in silence.
“Oh, really?” Mr. Potato Head said finally. “I’m from Playskool.”
Frowning, Woody glanced at Buzz’s box. On one side he could see a drawing of Buzz Lightyear. Printed in a cartoon balloon coming out of his mouth was the exact speech Buzz had just given!
Woody snorted and walked over to Bo Peep. He crossed his arms and forced a casual smile. “You’d think they’ve never seen a new toy before.”
“Well, sure.” Bo Peep shrugged. “Look at him. He’s got more gadgets than a Swiss Army knife!”
Andy’s toys crowded around the newcomer as if he were a movie star. Slinky shyly poked a finger toward a large red button on Buzz’s upper arm.
“Ah-ah-ah!” Buzz warned, shaking his index finger like a fussy schoolteacher. “Please be careful. You don’t want to be in the way when my laser goes off.”
“A laser!” Mr. Potato Head exclaimed. He shot Woody a mischievous look. “How come you don’t have a laser, Woody?”
“It’s not a laser! It’s a little light bulb that blinks!” Woody was usually pretty easygoing, but all this fuss over Buzz was starting to bother him.
“Look, we’re all very impressed with Andy’s new toy—” Woody began.
“‘Toy’?” Buzz exclaimed scornfully.
Woody nodded with a smug smile. “T-O-Y. Toy.”
“Excuse me,” Buzz said firmly. “I think the word you’re searching for is space ranger.”
“The word I’m searching for I can’t say because there are preschool toys present!” Woody yelled.
Mr. Potato Head chortled. “Gettin’ kind of tense, aren’t you, Sheriff?”
“Mr. Lightyear?” Rex asked shyly. “What does a space ranger actually do?”
Woody rolled his eyes. “He’s not a space ranger! He doesn’t fight evil or shoot lasers or fly—”
“Excuse me.” Buzz calmly pressed a button on his chest. An outrageous pair of high-tech wings sprang open on the back of his space suit. The other toys gasped in awe.
“Oh, what? What?” Woody couldn’t believe how gullible his friends were. He grabbed hold of one of Buzz’s wings. “These are plastic. He can’t fly!”
Buzz raised his chin proudly. “They are a terillium-carbonic alloy, and I can fly.”
Woody shook his head. “No, you can’t.”
“Yes, I can.”
“You can’t.”
“Can.”
“Can’t! Can’t! Can’t!”
Buzz’s eyes flashed angrily. “I tell you, I could fly around this room with my eyes closed!”
“Okay, then,” Woody challenged the newcomer. “Prove it!”
“All right, then, I will!” Buzz strode toward the edge of Andy’s bed. “Stand back, everyone!” he warned. “To infinity… and beyond!” He raised his arms and leaped off the bed. Woody grinned and waited for the crunch!
Boing! Boing? Woody dashed to the edge and looked down. Then he looked up. He couldn’t believe it! Buzz had landed on a big rubber ball. He bounced. Then he plunged back down and landed on a toy race car. He went zooming down the track. He swooshed through a loop-the-loop. He flew out of the car and into the air. His space suit hooked on to a mobile that swung him around and around, faster and faster.
Then, as his momentum grew, he hurtled off, flipped into the air, and landed squarely on the bed—right in front of Woody’s nose.
“Can!”
The other toys began to clap and cheer excitedly. Woody couldn’t believe they actually thought Buzz had been flying.
“Wow!” Rex crooned. “You flew magnificently!” Bo Peep winked. “I found my moving buddy!”
Buzz smiled modestly. “Why, thank you. Thank you all.”
“That wasn’t flying!” Woody exclaimed. “That was falling with style.” He folded his arms and frowned. “In a couple of days, everything will be just the way it was,” he said to himself. “They’ll see. I’m still Andy’s favorite toy.”

第 3 章
胡迪躺在床底下听着安弟和朋友们“叽叽喳喳”个没完。
“看这儿,”安弟说,“按一下后背,他就会做空手道搏击动作。”
“下来吧,孩子们!”戴维斯夫人从楼下叫道,“游戏时间到了。还有奖品噢!”
“哦,太好了!”安弟回答。他带着这群吵吵闹闹的孩子出了卧室。房门“呯”地关上了。安弟的玩具们又开始缓慢地、小心翼翼地活动起来。
他们慢慢靠近小床,上面放着安弟留下的新玩具。
“是什么啊?”
“能看见吗?”
“胡迪?”抱抱龙悄悄地问,“你和谁在上面呢?”
胡迪从床下爬出来,被灰尘呛得直咳嗽。玩具们倒吸了口气,颇感震惊。
“胡迪!”弹簧狗惊叫,“你在床底下干什么?”
胡迪站起来,拍了拍牛仔裤上的灰。
“呃……没什么!我想安弟有点儿兴奋,就这样。可能是蛋糕、冰激凌吃多了吧。那只是一个小小的误会。”
“是吗,”蛋头先生说,“那个‘小小的误会’正坐在你的位置上哦,胡迪。”
抱抱龙吸了口气问:“你被取代了吗?”
胡迪一面用一只手拍着屁股,一面又坚定地说:“嘿!我刚才怎么说的来着?没人会被取代。”但是其他玩具却不那么肯定。
“这样,”胡迪接着说道,“不管上面是什么,都让我们在安弟房间里给予他礼貌而热情的欢迎吧。”
胡迪不顾心底的忐忑,自信地笑了笑,转过身开始爬回到床上。
胡迪想从底下窥探一下床上的情况,夕阳却透过窗户照得他一时睁不开眼。他眨眨眼,一个黑暗的高大轮廓在逆光中渐渐清晰。慢慢地,他能看清了。
安弟的床中间醒目地立着一个新玩偶,是胡迪从没见过的那种。他穿着白色高科技太空服。绿色的控制板上排布着一列复杂的按钮,连同贴纸和彩灯覆盖在他宽阔的胸膛上部。透明的塑料球罩着他的头部。透过这个头盔,胡迪能看到他的弯眉、锐眼和自信探险家才有的那种坚定的下巴。
胡迪正在呆呆地看着,玩具人醒了过来。他按了一下胸前右侧的一个蓝色按钮,“哔哔——哔哔——”。
“巴斯光年呼叫星际总部。收到请回答,星际总部。”玩具人等了一会儿,并没有动静。
“星际总部,”他又用更大的力气重复呼叫,“收到没有?”他的嘴巴收紧,表情痛苦。“他们为什么不回答?”他往前走了一步,发现情况不对。
胡迪顺着新玩偶的目光看了过去,那是他那撕碎了的包装盒。他盯着盒子,震惊不已。
“我的飞船!”巴斯大喊起来。他迅速跑到瘪皱的盒子边,检查受损情况,“真该死!烂成这样几星期也修不好啊!”
巴斯火光直冒,按开了胳膊上的一个塑料小格,开始说道:“巴斯光年行动日志。星际时间4072年:飞船在飞往第十二区时脱轨,紧急降落在一个陌生的星球。一定是巨大的冲撞把我从超睡眠中震醒了。”
巴斯在软乎乎的床上弹了几下,继续向他的联络器汇报:“地面似乎不太平稳。没有数据显示空气能否呼吸。”环顾四周,他接着说:“似乎没有高等生物的迹象。”
胡迪的脑袋突然在巴斯面前冒了出来。
“你好?”
“噢——啊——!”巴斯连退几步,抬起胳膊,摆出防卫姿势。
胡迪像被抢劫的人一样举起双手。“哦!我吓到你了吗?不是故意的。抱歉!”他慢慢把右手放下来,伸向这个陌生人。“你好!我是胡迪,这是安弟小主人的卧室。这就是我想说的。另外,这儿弄得有点混乱,小床这儿是我的地盘,你瞧——”
巴斯看见胡迪的警徽,点着头打断道:“你是地方治安警察!你早该来了。我是宇宙保卫队的太空战警巴斯光年。我的飞船出了问题,紧急误降在此。”
“是啊,的确是个误会,”胡迪赞同道,“你瞧,这张床可是我的地盘。”
巴斯似乎并没有听进去。他阔步走开,环视着这个陌生星球的地势。胡迪赶紧跟了上去。
“我需要修一下涡轮推动器,”巴斯询问胡迪警长:“你们这里用矿物燃料,还是晶体动力?”
胡迪摘下牛仔帽,挠了挠头:“哦,是这样。我们用5号电池——”
突然,巴斯猛地把胡迪拉倒在床上。“站住!谁在那儿?”他大声问道。安弟的玩具们正在床边往这儿偷看呢。
“不要开枪!”抱抱龙大喊。“没事的!大家都是朋友!”
巴斯翘起脑袋问胡迪:“你认识这些生命形态吗?”
“认识,”胡迪回答。“他们都是安弟的玩具。”巴斯似乎放松了些。
“好吧,大家上来吧。”他站起来朝玩具们走过去,大声地说:“我是巴斯光年,我为和平而来。”
抱抱龙跑过来抓住巴斯的手,热情地握个不停:“噢,你不是恐龙,我太高兴了!”
“是吗,谢谢,”巴斯应答,一脸茫然,“谢谢大家的热情欢迎。”
抱抱龙凝视着巴斯太空服上满是按钮的控制板:“告诉我,那个按钮是干什么的?”
“我按给你看。”巴斯按了一下,一个清晰洪亮的声音传了出来:“巴斯光年,拯救宇宙!”
“噢——噢!”玩具们齐声惊叹。
“嘿,”弹簧狗开始说话了,“胡迪也有这种东西。他的是拉绳,不过——”
“不过听起来像是被汽车压了一样,”蛋头先生取笑道。
“是的,但和这个不一样,”火腿话语里满是羡慕。“这是高品质音响系统。用的都是铜线吧?对了,你从哪儿来?新加坡?(中国)香港?”
巴斯看了看存钱罐,眉毛一抬说:“好吧……不是那儿,其实,我驻扎在第四星域伽马分区。我是太空战警团宇宙保卫精英队的一员,负责保护我们的星系,抵御索克天王的入侵,他是银河联盟不共戴天的仇敌!”
玩具们盯着巴斯,一言不发。
“噢,真的吗?”终于,蛋头先生发话了,“我来自儿乐宝。”
胡迪皱皱眉头,朝巴斯的包装盒瞥了一眼,盒子一侧有巴斯的画像。画像上一个卡通气球从巴斯嘴巴里冒出,气球上印着的字和巴斯刚才说的话一模一样。
胡迪哼哼鼻子走过去找宝贝。他把双臂交叉在胸前,强作微笑。“看他们,就像从没见过新玩具一样。”
“是的,没错。”宝贝耸了耸肩。“看看他,他身上的小玩意比瑞士军刀还多呢!”
玩具们围拢在新人周围,好像见到电影明星一样。弹簧狗害羞地戳了一下巴斯手臂上的一个红色大按钮。
“啊!别碰它!”巴斯警告道,他摇摇食指,就像大惊小怪的老师一样。“请当心,千万别让我的激光枪射中你。”
“你还有激光枪!”蛋头大叫。他又淘气地看看胡迪:“你怎么没有激光枪呢,胡迪?”
“那不是激光,那是个会闪光的小灯泡!” 平时,胡迪的脾气很随和,但是,今天大家对巴斯如此大惊小怪让他有些恼怒。
“喂,我们对安弟的新玩具印象不错啊——”胡迪开始说话了。
“‘玩具’?”巴斯轻蔑地问。
胡迪得意地点头微笑着,拖长声音说:“玩——具——玩具。”
“抱歉,”巴斯坚定地说,“我想,你要说的是太空战警吧。”
“我想说的那个词我不能说,因为这儿有学龄前的小玩具啊!”胡迪大喊。
蛋头先生哈哈笑道:“你是不是有点紧张,警长?”
“光年先生,”抱抱龙羞涩地问,“太空战警是干什么的?”
胡迪眼珠一转,说道:“他不是太空战警!不会和邪恶势力战斗,不会发射激光,也不会飞——”
“抱歉。”巴斯平静地按了下胸前的一个按钮,太空服背后噌地一下伸出一对奇异的高科技翅膀。玩具们都惊叹不已。
“噢,那是啥?是啥啊?”胡迪不敢相信他的朋友们这么轻易受骗。他一把抓住一只翅膀说:“只是塑料的,压根就飞不起来!”
巴斯骄傲地扬起了下巴说:“这是碳铝合金做成的,我当然会飞!”
胡迪摇着头说:“不,你不会飞。”
“我会飞。”
“不会。”
“会。”
“不会!不会!不会!”
巴斯气得眼睛发亮:“告诉你,我闭上眼睛也能在这间屋里飞来飞去!”
“那好吧,”胡迪继续挑战这个新来的人说,“那就飞一个看看!”
“好,飞就飞!”巴斯走到安弟的床边。“大家都往后退!”他警告道。“飞向太空,宇宙无限!”说着,巴斯抬起双臂,从床上跳了下来。胡迪咧嘴一笑,就等着巴斯“哐当”一声摔到地上。
胡迪只听见“嘣—嘣—”的声音!“嘣—嘣—”的声音?胡迪马上跑到床边往下看看,又朝上瞧瞧。他简直不敢相信!巴斯落到了一个大橡皮球上,轻轻一弹又飞了起来。接着,他又俯冲下来落到一辆玩具赛车上,踩着赛车沿环绕的赛道飞奔,“嗖嗖”地翻了个跟头,非常出色;然后,他又飞离汽车,飞到了空中,可是他的太空服却挂到了一架玩具飞机上,巴斯便开始在空中绕圈子,越绕越快。
飞机飞行的动力越来越强,巴斯猛地冲了出去,在空中翻转了几下后,稳稳地降落在了床上,刚好落在胡迪面前。
“会飞吧!”
其他玩具们兴奋地欢呼着鼓起掌来。胡迪不敢相信,他们怎能认为巴斯那是在飞。
“哇!”抱抱龙都快要唱起来了,“你飞得太帅了!”宝贝也友好地眨眨眼睛说:“我想我找到搬家伙伴了。”
巴斯谦虚地笑了笑。“哎呀,谢谢你们。谢谢大家。”
“那不能叫飞!”胡迪叫道。“那只能算是摔得漂亮。”他双臂抱胸,眉头紧锁。“用不了几天,还会是老样子,”他自言自语道,“大伙儿等着瞧吧。我依然是安弟最喜欢的玩具。”
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