English Pronunciation Worksheet Page 7

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What’s wrong with the blonde
[
] The bungalow's flooded
Duncan:
Jump up, Cuthbert! The
popsy?
bungalow's flooded!
Cuthbert: The bungalow? Flooded?
Bob: Sorry, Tom. I wasn't gone long, was I?
Duncan: Come on, hurry up.
My God! What's wrong with the blonde
Cuthbert: Just our luck! We're comfortably
popsy? She looks odd - sort of floppy.
in London for a month, come
Tom: No longer a blonde popsy, old cock - a
down to the country on Sunday -
body.
and on Monday we're flooded!
Bob: Oh my God! You gone off your rocker?
Trust us!
I just pop off to the shop for a spot of....
Duncan:
Shut up! Come on, double up the
Tom: Stop your slobbering, you clot! So we
rugs and stuff them above the
got a spot of bother. Come on, we got to
cupboard. Chuck me that shovel.
squash the blonde into this box and then
There's a ton of rubble that I dug
I want lots of cloths and a pot of water -
out of the rubbish dump. I'll shove
hot - and probably a mop - to wash off
it under the front door - it seems to
all these spots.
be coming from the front.
Bob: Clobbering a blonde! It's not on, Tom!
Cuthbert: Duncan! I'm stuck!
Tom: Put a sock on it, Bob, or I'll knock
Duncan:
Oh, brother! You're as much use
your block off! (Knock, knock.)
as a bloody duck!
Bob: Oh my God! What's that knocking?
Cuthbert: If I 'd been a duck, I could have
Tom, Tom, it's a copper!
swum! Oh crumbs! The mud's
coming in under the other one!
We're done for! We'll be sucked
into the disgusting stuff!
Duncan:
Hush! How wonderful! The
current's suddenly swung. It's not
going to touch us... unless.. I
wonder
[
] Making a pass at Martha
[
] Fawns, horses and a tortoise
Charlie: The dance doesn't start till half past,
Paul:
Any more of these awful autumn
Martha. Let's park the car under the arch by
storms, George, and we’ll be short of
Farmer Palmer's barn. It's not far. Ah,
corn. I ought to have bought some
here we are. There's the farm cart.
more in Northport.
Martha: Ooh, Charlie, it's dark!
George: This morning, just before dawn, I
Charlie: The stars are sparkling. My heart is
thought I saw signs of a thaw. I was
enchanted. Martha you are - marvellous!
sure –
Martha: Your father's car's draughty,
Paul:
Sssh! Behind that door there are four
Charlie. Pass me my scarf.
fawns that were born in the storm.
Charlie: Rather let me clasp you in my
They’re all warm in the straw now.
arms, Martha, my darling.
George: Poor little fawns! Paul, what’s that
Martha: Ah, Charlie! Your moustache is all nasty
snorting next door?
Paul:
Those are the horses’ stalls. They’re
and sharp. I can't help laughing. Aren't
snorting at my daughter’s tortoise. It
you starved? Here, have half a Mars Bar.
always crawls around in the straw.
Ssh! There's a car passing.
George: If Claud saw us walking across his
Charlie: Keep calm, can't you? It's only Sergeant
lawn…. He’s an awful bore about his
Barker. He plays darts in the “Bar of the
lawn.
Star and Garter”. Martha.... darling....
Oh, Lord, we’re caught! There is
Martha: Don't be daft, Charlie! You can't start
Claud! Now we’re for it!
making a pass till after the dance!
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