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UH, CHEMICALLY IMBALANCED, BUT YOU'VE BEEN RIGHT ABOUT A LOT OF THINGS. I--I DON'T WANT YOU TO LEAVE. YOU'RE MY SON, AND I...LOVE YOU. UH, BUDDY, UH...
ํ™”ํ•™์  ๊ท ํ˜•์ด ์•ˆ ๋งž๋Š”๋‹ค๋Š” ๊ฑฐ ์•Œ์ง€๋งŒ ๋งŽ์€ ๊ฒฝ์šฐ ๋„ค๊ฐ€ ์˜ณ์•˜์–ด ๋„ค๊ฐ€ ๋– ๋‚˜๋Š” ๊ฑด ์›์น˜ ์•Š๋Š”๋‹ค ๋„Œ ๋‚ด ์•„๋“ค์ด๊ณ  ๋‚œ ๋„ ์‚ฌ๋ž‘ํ•ด ๋ฒ„๋””...
WHAT WAS IT YOU WANTED TELL ME? OH, RIGHT. COME WITH ME. RIGHT. COME ON. I'M HERE WITH ANOTHER EYEWITNESS WHO HAS HIS OWN VERSION OF WHAT HAPPENED.
ํ•˜๊ณ  ์‹ถ๋‹ค๋˜ ๋ง์ด ๋ญ๋ƒ? ์•„, ๊ทธ๋ ‡์ฃ  ๋”ฐ๋ผ์˜ค์„ธ์š”, ์–ด์„œ ๊ทธ๋ž˜ ์ „ ์ง€๊ธˆ ๋‹ค๋ฅธ ๋ชฉ๊ฒฉ์ž์™€ ํ•จ๊ป˜ ์žˆ์Šต๋‹ˆ๋‹ค
SIR, WHAT DID YOU SEE? I THINK YOU'RE GREAT, CHARLOTTE. UH, I SAW SOMETHING FALL FROM THE SKY RIGHT INTO THE MIDDLE OF CENTRAL PARK. I MEAN, YOU'RE A GREAT NEWS LADY. THANK YOU.
๋ญ˜ ๋ณด์…จ๋‚˜์š”? ๋‹น์‹  ๋ฉ‹์ง„ ๊ฒƒ ๊ฐ™์•„์š”, ์ƒฌ๋กฏ ํ•˜๋Š˜์—์„œ ๋ญ”๊ฐ€๊ฐ€ ์„ผํŠธ๋Ÿด ํŒŒํฌ ํ•œ๊ฐ€์šด๋ฐ๋กœ ๋–จ์–ด์กŒ์–ด์š” ๋‹น์‹ ์€ ๋ฉ‹์ง„ ๋ฆฌํฌํ„ฐ์˜ˆ์š” ๊ณ ๋งˆ์›Œ์š”
COULD YOU TELL ME A BIT MORE ABOUT WHAT YOU SAW FALL FROM THE SKY? YEAH, YEAH. YOUR EYES TELL THE STORY, THAT'S WHAT I LOVE ABOUT YOU. YOU'VE GOT A GREAT MOUTH. THE THING JUST DROPPED IN THE MIDDLE OF CENTRAL PARK.
ํ•˜๋Š˜์—์„œ ๋ณธ ๊ฒƒ์— ๋Œ€ํ•ด ๋” ๋ง์”€ํ•ด์ฃผ์‹ค๋ž˜์š”? ๋ˆˆ๋น›์ด ์ด์•ผ๊ธฐ๋ฅผ ์ „๋‹ฌํ•˜๊ฑฐ๋“ ์š” ๊ทธ๊ฒŒ ๋งˆ์Œ์— ๋“ค์–ด์š” ์ž…๋„ ์˜ˆ์˜๊ณ ์š” ๊ทธ๊ฒŒ ์„ผํŠธ๋Ÿด ํŒŒํฌ์— ๋–จ์–ด์กŒ์–ด์š”
IT WAS AMAZING, AND EVERYBODY'S, LIKE, GOING CRAZY. DICK, UH, ACCORDING TO AUTHORITIES, THE AREA HAS BEEN CLEARED. ONLY THE CENTRAL PARK RANGERS NOW REMAIN IN THE PARK.
๊ต‰์žฅํ–ˆ์ฃ  ๋‹ค๋“ค ๋‚œ๋ฆฌ๊ฐ€ ๋‚ฌ์–ด์š” ๊ด€๊ณ„์ž๋“ค์— ์˜ํ•˜๋ฉด ํ˜„์žฅ์— ์žˆ๋˜ ์‚ฌ๋žŒ๋“ค์€ ๋Œ€ํ”ผํ–ˆ๋‹ค๊ณ  ํ•ฉ๋‹ˆ๋‹ค ํ˜„์žฌ ๊ณต์›์—๋Š” ์„ผํŠธ๋Ÿด ํŒŒํฌ์˜ ๊ฒฝ๋น„์›๋“ค๋งŒ ๋‚จ์•„ ์žˆ์Šต๋‹ˆ๋‹ค
THESE FORCES ARE HIGHLY TRAINED, BUT RARELY SEE ACTION. SOME HAVE ACCUSED THEM OF BEING TOO GUNG HO WHEN CALLED INTO DUTY, AND THEIR CONTROVERSIAL CROWD CONTROL TACTICS AT THE SIMON AND GARFUNKEL CONCERT IN '85 ARE STILL UNDER INVESTIGATION.
์ด๋“ค์€ ๊ณ ๋„์˜ ํ›ˆ๋ จ์„ ๋ฐ›์•˜์ง€๋งŒ ์‹ค์ „์— ์‚ฌ์šฉํ•  ์ผ์ด ๋ณ„๋กœ ์—†์ฃ  ์ด๋“ค์ด ์ง๋ฌด๋ฅผ ์ˆ˜ํ–‰ํ•  ๋•Œ ๋„ˆ๋ฌด ์—ด์„ฑ์ ์ด๋ผ๋Š” ๋น„๋‚œ๋„ ์žˆ๊ณ  1985๋…„ ์‚ฌ์ด๋จผ ์•ค ๊ฐ€ํŽ‘ํด ์ฝ˜์„œํŠธ์—์„œ ๋ณด์—ฌ์ค€ ๊ตฐ์ค‘ ํ†ต์ œ ์ „๋žต์€ ์•„์ง๋„ ์กฐ์‚ฌ๋ฅผ ๋ฐ›๋Š” ์ค‘์ž…๋‹ˆ๋‹ค
I KNEW YOU'D FIND IT, MR. ELF! SLAP IT ON REAL QUICK, WE'VE GOT TO GET GOING. THATTA BOY. SO, UH... YOU'RE, UH... SANTA CLAUS. RIGHT. WOULD YOU MIND TAKING THIS TO YOUR FIRSTBORN?
์ž๋„ค๊ฐ€ ์ฐพ์„ ์ค„ ์•Œ์•˜๋‹ค๊ณ  ์ด ์š”์ • ์นœ๊ตฌ์•ผ ๋นจ๋ฆฌ ์—ฐ๊ฒฐํ•ด ์–ด์„œ ๊ฐ€์•ผ์ง€ ์ž˜ํ–ˆ๋‹ค ๊ทธ๋Ÿผ ๋‹น์‹ ์ด... ์‚ฐํƒ€ํด๋กœ์Šค์š” ๊ทธ๋ ‡์ฃ  ์ด๊ฑธ ๋Œ์˜ ์žฅ๋‚จ์—๊ฒŒ ๊ฐ–๋‹ค ์ฃผ์‹œ๊ฒ ์†Œ?
SURE. UM, UH, AND MY FIRSTBORN, HE'S AN ELF? YES. ACTUALLY, I'M ADOPTED. UH, MICHAEL, WOULD YOU OPEN THIS HATCH FOR ME, PLEASE? THATTA BOY, THANK YOU. SO, YOU'RE REALLY SANTA CLAUS?
๊ทธ๋Ÿฌ์ฃ  ๊ทธ๋Ÿฐ๋ฐ ๋‚ด ์žฅ๋‚จ์ด ์š”์ •์ด๋ผ๊ณ ์š”? ๊ทธ๋ ‡์†Œ ์‚ฌ์‹ค์€ ์ž…์–‘๋์–ด์š” ๋งˆ์ดํด, ์ด ๋ฌธ ์ข€ ์—ด์–ด์ฃผ๊ฒ ๋‹ˆ? ์ž˜ํ–ˆ๋‹ค, ๊ณ ๋งˆ์›Œ ์ •๋ง ์‚ฐํƒ€ํด๋กœ์Šค์˜ˆ์š”?
YOU NEVER CAN TELL, KID. TELL ME, MICHAEL, WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR CHRISTMAS? I WANTED A SKATEBOARD. OH, NOT JUST A SKATEBOARD. A REAL HUF BOARD. LOOKEE HERE.
๋ด์„œ๋Š” ๋ชจ๋ฅธ๋‹จ๋‹ค ๋งํ•ด ๋ด๋ผ ํฌ๋ฆฌ์Šค๋งˆ์Šค ์„ ๋ฌผ๋กœ ๋ญ˜ ์›ํ•˜๋‹ˆ? ์Šค์ผ€์ดํŠธ๋ณด๋“œ๊ฐ€ ๊ฐ–๊ณ  ์‹ถ์—ˆ์–ด์š” ๊ทธ๋ƒฅ ์Šค์ผ€์ดํŠธ๋ณด๋“œ๊ฐ€ ์•„๋‹ˆ์ง€ ์ง„์งœ HUF ๋ณด๋“œ์ž–์•„ ์—ฌ๊ธฐ ๋ด๋ผ
LOOKEE HERE-- GO LOOK AND SEE. WHAT HAPPENED? YOU MADE MY SLEIGH FLY. WHAT DO YOU MEAN? WELL, BEFORE THE TURBINE DAYS, THIS BABY USED TO RUN SOLELY ON CHRISTMAS SPIRIT.
์—ฌ๊ธธ ๋ณด๋ผ๊ณ  ๊ฐ€์„œ ๋ด ์–ด๋–ป๊ฒŒ ๋œ ๊ฑฐ์ฃ ? ๋„ค๊ฐ€ ๋‚ด ์ฐ๋งค๋ฅผ ๋‚ ๊ฒŒ ํ–ˆ์ง€ ๋ฌด์Šจ ๋œป์ด์—์š”? ํ„ฐ๋นˆ์„ ์“ฐ๊ธฐ ์ „์—๋Š” ์ด ์ฐ๋งค๋Š” ํฌ๋ฆฌ์Šค๋งˆ์Šค ์ •์‹ ๋งŒ์œผ๋กœ ๋‹ฌ๋ ธ๋‹จ๋‹ค
YOU BELIEVED IN ME. YOU MADE MY SLEIGH FLY. HOLD IT--IF YOU'RE REALLY SANTA CLAUS, THEN WE CAN JUST GET SOME NEWS CAMERAS IN HERE, AND EVERYONE WILL BELIEVE IN YOU, THEN YOUR SLEIGH WILL FLY, RIGHT?
๋„ค๊ฐ€ ๋‚  ๋ฏฟ์—ˆ๊ธฐ ๋•Œ๋ฌธ์— ์ฐ๋งค๊ฐ€ ๋‚ ์•„์˜ฌ๋ž๋˜ ๊ฑฐ์•ผ ์ž ๊น๋งŒ์š”, ์ง„์งœ ์‚ฐํƒ€๋ผ๋ฉด ์ทจ์žฌ ์นด๋ฉ”๋ผ๋“ค์„ ๋ถˆ๋Ÿฌ์™€์„œ ๋ชจ๋‘๊ฐ€ ์‚ฐํƒ€๋ฅผ ๋ฏฟ๊ฒŒ ๋˜๋ฉด ์ฐ๋งค๊ฐ€ ๋‚  ๊ฑฐ ์•„๋‹ˆ์—์š”
CHRISTMAS SPIRIT IS ABOUT BELIEVING, NOT SEEING. IF THE WHOLE WORLD SAW ME, ALL WOULD BE LOST. THE PAPARAZZI HAVE BEEN TRYING TO NAIL ME FOR YEARS. HEY, LOOK!
ํฌ๋ฆฌ์Šค๋งˆ์Šค ์ •์‹ ์€ ๋ณด๋Š” ๊ฒŒ ์•„๋‹ˆ๋ผ ๋ฏฟ๋Š” ๊ฒŒ ์ค‘์š”ํ•ด ์˜จ ์„ธ์ƒ์ด ๋‚  ๋ณด๋ฉด ์ „๋ถ€ ๋งํ•  ๊ฑฐ์•ผ ํŒŒํŒŒ๋ผ์น˜๋“ค์ด ๋‚  ์ฐ์œผ๋ ค๊ณ  ๋ช‡ ๋…„์”ฉ ์• ์“ฐ๊ณ  ์žˆ๋‹ค๊ณ  ์ €๊ธฐ ๋ด์š”
OH, NO. IT'S THE CENTRAL PARK RANGERS. DAD, MICHAEL... I GOT A PLAN. WHOA, WAIT! WAIT, MICHAEL--MY LIST! YOU BRING THAT LIST BACK RIGHT NOW, YOU HEAR ME?!
์ด๋Ÿฐ, ์•ˆ ๋ผ ์„ผํŠธ๋Ÿด ํŒŒํฌ ๊ฒฝ๋น„๋Œ€์•ผ ์•„๋ฒ„์ง€, ๋งˆ์ดํด ๋‚ด๊ฒŒ ๊ณ„ํš์ด ์žˆ์–ด์š” ์ž ๊น, ์ž ๊น, ๋งˆ์ดํด ๋‚ด ๋ชฉ๋ก์ด์•ผ! ๋‚ด ๋ชฉ๋ก ๋‹น์žฅ ๊ฐ€์ ธ์™€, ์•Œ์•˜์–ด?
COME ON, GIVE ME YOUR HAT AND COAT. MRS. CLAUS MADE THEM FOR ME. HEY! HEY, HERE I AM! HEY, HO HO HO! HEY! HEY! EXCUSE ME. THANK YOU. EXCUSE ME.
๋ชจ์ž๋ž‘ ์ฝ”ํŠธ ์ฃผ์„ธ์š” ๋งˆ๋ˆ„๋ผ๊ฐ€ ๋งŒ๋“ค์–ด ์ค€ ๊ฑด๋ฐ ์ด๋ด, ๋‚˜ ์—ฌ๊ธฐ ์žˆ๋‹ค ์ด๋ด ์ด๋ด, ์ด๋ด! ์‹ค๋ก€ํ•ฉ๋‹ˆ๋‹ค ๊ณ ๋งˆ์›Œ์š”, ์‹ค๋ก€ํ•ฉ๋‹ˆ๋‹ค
SO THE AUTHORITIES HAVE NOT DISCOVERED ANY REINDEER IN THE PARK? NO, NO REINDEER. SLEIGH BELLS? NO, NO SLEIGH BELLS, EITHER. ELVES? EXCUSE ME, PLEASE.
๊ทธ๋Ÿผ ๊ณต์›์—์„œ ์ˆœ๋ก์„ ๋ฐœ๊ฒฌํ•˜์ง€ ๋ชปํ–ˆ๋‚˜์š”? ์ˆœ๋ก์€ ์—†์—ˆ์Šต๋‹ˆ๋‹ค ์ฐ๋งค ๋ฐฉ์šธ์€์š”? ์ฐ๋งค ๋ฐฉ์šธ๋„์š” ์š”์ •์€์š”?
NONE OF THAT, WE REALLY JUST NEED EVERYONE-- IT'S HIM, IT'S THE REAL SANTA! HIS SLEIGH WON'T FLY, 'CAUSE NOBODY BELIEVES IN HIM! DID YOU SEE SOMETHING IN THE PARK? EVERYONE OUT THERE, SANTA NEEDS US TO BELIEVE, I CAN PROVE HE'S REAL. LOOK, THIS IS HIS LIST!
๊ทธ๋Ÿฐ ๊ฑฐ ์—†์—ˆ์Šต๋‹ˆ๋‹ค ์ง„์งœ ์‚ฐํƒ€ ๋งž์•„์š”! ์ฐ๋งค๊ฐ€ ๋ชป ๋‚œ๋Œ€์š” ์•„๋ฌด๋„ ์•ˆ ๋ฏฟ์–ด์ค˜์„œ์š” ๊ณต์›์—์„œ ๋ญ˜ ๋ดค๋‹ˆ? ์šฐ๋ฆฌ๊ฐ€ ์‚ฐํƒ€๋ฅผ ๋ฏฟ์–ด์•ผ ํ•ด์š” ์ง„์งœ๋ผ๋Š” ๊ฑธ ์ฆ๋ช…ํ• ๊ฒŒ์š” ์ด๊ฒŒ ์‚ฐํƒ€์˜ ๋ชฉ๋ก์ด์—์š”
OKAY...WELL, FURTHER CONFIRMATION THAT THERE HAS BEEN A SANTA SIGHTING TONIGHT. WE HAVE THE NAUGHTY AND NICE LIST. LYNN KESSLER WANTS A POWER PUFF GIRLS PLAY SET.
๋„ค... ์˜ค๋Š˜ ์‚ฐํƒ€๊ฐ€ ๋ชฉ๊ฒฉ๋๋‹ค๋Š” ์‚ฌ์‹ค์„ ๋˜ ํ™•์ธ์‹œ์ผœ ์ฃผ๋„ค์š” ๋‚˜์œ ์•„์ด์™€ ์ฐฉํ•œ ์•„์ด ๋ชฉ๋ก์ž…๋‹ˆ๋‹ค "๋ฆฐ ์ผ€์Šฌ๋Ÿฌ๋Š” ํŒŒ์›Œํผํ”„ ๊ฑธ์Šค ์†Œ๊ฟ‰๋†€์ด ์„ธํŠธ๋ฅผ ์›ํ•จ"
MARK WEBER WANTS AN ELECTRIC GUITAR. YES! CAROLYN REYNOLDS WANTS A SUZY-TALKS-A-LOT. THANKS, BUDDY. DIRK LAWSON WANTS A DAY OF PAMPERING AT BURKE WILLIAMS SPA.
"๋งˆํฌ ์›จ๋ฒ„๋Š” ์ „์ž ๊ธฐํƒ€" ๋งž์•„! "์บ๋กค๋ฆฐ ๋ ˆ์ด๋†€์ฆˆ๋Š” ์ˆ˜๋‹ค์Ÿ์ด ์ˆ˜์ง€" ๊ณ ๋งˆ์›Œ์š”, ๋ฒ„๋”” "๋”ํฌ ๋กœ์Šจ์€ ๋ฒ„ํฌ ์œŒ๋ฆฌ์—„์Šค ์ŠคํŒŒ์—์„œ ๊ด€๋ฆฌ๋ฐ›๊ณ  ์‹ถ์Œ"
STAN TOBIAS WANTS A POWER PUMPER WATER PISTOL. MUST BE ANOTHER DIRK LAWSON. DAVE KECKLER WANTS SOME NIKE SHOX. OKAY, UH, WELL, OBVIOUSLY WE HAVE A NEW DEVELOPMENT IN THE STORY, UH, A CONFIRMATION THAT SANTA MUST HAVE BEEN SIGHTED BECAUSE WE HAVE HIS BOOK RIGHT HERE.
"์Šคํƒ  ํ† ๋น„์•„์Šค๋Š” ๊ฐ•๋ ฅ ํŽŒํ”„ ๋ฌผ์ด" ๋‚˜ ๋ง๊ณ  ๋‹ค๋ฅธ ๋”ํฌ ๋กœ์Šจ์ด๊ฒ ์ง€ "๋ฐ์ด๋ธŒ ์ผ€ํด๋Ÿฌ๋Š” ๋‚˜์ดํ‚ค ์‡ฝ์Šค" ์•Œ์•˜๋‹ค, ๋„ค, ์ด์•ผ๊ธฐ๊ฐ€ ์ƒˆ๋กœ์šด ๊ตญ๋ฉด์— ์ ‘์–ด๋“ค์—ˆ๋„ค์š” ์‚ฐํƒ€๊ฐ€ ๋ชฉ๊ฒฉ๋œ ๊ฒŒ ํ™•์‹คํ•˜๋‹ค๊ณ  ํ•ฉ๋‹ˆ๋‹ค ์‚ฐํƒ€์˜ ์ฑ…์ด ๋ฐ”๋กœ ์—ฌ๊ธฐ ์žˆ์œผ๋‹ˆ๊นŒ์š”
WHAT'S YOUR NAME? UH, I'M CHARLOTTE DENON, NEW YORK ONE. CHARLOTTE DENON WANTS A TIFFANY ENGAGEMENT RING AND FOR HER BOYFRIEND TO STOP DRAGGING HIS FEET AND COMMIT ALREADY.
์ด๋ฆ„์ด ๋ญ์ฃ ? ์ƒฌ๋กฏ ๋ฐ๋…ผ์ด๋ž€๋‹ค ๋‰ด์š• ์›์˜ ๋ฆฌํฌํ„ฐ์ง€ "์ƒฌ๋กฏ ๋ฐ๋…ผ์ด ์›ํ•˜๋Š” ๊ฑด ํ‹ฐํŒŒ๋‹ˆ ์•ฝํ˜ผ ๋ฐ˜์ง€" "๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ  ๋‚จ์ž์นœ๊ตฌ๊ฐ€ ์งˆ์งˆ ๋Œ์ง€ ๋ง๊ณ  ๋นจ๋ฆฌ ์ฒญํ˜ผํ•  ๊ฒƒ"
WE'VE GOT POWER! CHARLOTTE...CHARLOTTE? HEY, TURN THE CAMERAS BACK ON! WHO TOLD YOU TO SAY THAT? IT'S THE REAL SANTA. WE NEED TO GET THESE CAMERAS BACK ON.
๋™๋ ฅ์ด ๋Œ์•„์™”์–ด! ์ƒฌ๋กฏ? ์ƒฌ๋กฏ? ์นด๋ฉ”๋ผ ๋‹ค์‹œ ์ผœ์š” ๋ˆ„๊ฐ€ ๊ทธ๋Ÿฐ ๋ง์„ ํ•˜๋žฌ๋‹ˆ? ์ง„์งœ ์‚ฐํƒ€์š” ์นด๋ฉ”๋ผ ๋‹ค์‹œ ์ผœ์•ผ ํ•ด์š”
HE NEEDS OUR HELP! HEY, MICHAEL, ARE YOU OKAY? YEAH, I'M FINE. BUT BUDDY, HE'S--HE'S IN THE PARK WITH SANTA, THE SLEIGH WON'T FLY 'CAUSE THERE'S NO CHRISTMAS SPIRIT.
์‚ฐํƒ€๋Š” ์šฐ๋ฆฌ ๋„์›€์ด ํ•„์š”ํ•ด์š” ์–˜, ๋งˆ์ดํด ๊ดœ์ฐฎ๋‹ˆ? ์ „ ๊ดœ์ฐฎ์•„์š” ๋ฒ„๋”” ํ˜•์ด ๊ณต์›์— ์‚ฐํƒ€๋ž‘ ๊ฐ™์ด ์žˆ์–ด์š” ํฌ๋ฆฌ์Šค๋งˆ์Šค ์ •์‹ ์ด ์—†์–ด์„œ ์ฐ๋งค๊ฐ€ ๋ชป ๋‚œ๋Œ€์š”
MICHAEL! MOM! MICHAEL! OHH! ARE YOU OKAY? I'M FINE. THE BEST WAY TO SPREAD CHRISTMAS CHEER IS SINGING LOUD FOR ALL TO HEAR. BUDDY--BETTER GET GOING, GET IN NOW! SANTA, I'M NOT DONE WITH THE ENGINE YET!
๋งˆ์ดํด ์—„๋งˆ ๋งˆ์ดํด ๊ดœ์ฐฎ๋‹ˆ? ์ „ ๊ดœ์ฐฎ์•„์š” ํฌ๋ฆฌ์Šค๋งˆ์Šค์˜ ์ฆ๊ฑฐ์›€์„ ์ „ํ•˜๋Š” ์ตœ๊ณ ์˜ ๋ฐฉ๋ฒ•์€ ํฐ ์†Œ๋ฆฌ๋กœ ๋…ธ๋ž˜ํ•˜๋Š” ๊ฒƒ์ด๋‹ค ๋ฒ„๋””, ๊ฐ€์•ผ๊ฒ ๋‹ค ๋นจ๋ฆฌ ํƒ€ ์•„์ง ์—”์ง„์„ ๋‹ค ๋ชป ๊ณ ์ณค์–ด์š”
CAN'T WAIT! ON, DASHER, ON, DANCER... I'M NOT DONE WITH THE ENGINE! THAT'S OKAY. YOU GET STARTED, I'LL CATCH UP! YOU KNOW, HE WASN'T LYING. MERRY CHRISTMAS. SANTA, I CAN'T-- STOP MESSING AROUND AND GET IN!
๊ธฐ๋‹ค๋ฆด ์ˆ˜๊ฐ€ ์—†์–ด ๊ฐ€์ž, ๋Œ€์…”, ๊ฐ€์ž, ๋Œ„์„œ ์—”์ง„์„ ๋‹ค ๋ชป ๊ณ ์ณค๋‹ค๊ณ ์š” ๊ดœ์ฐฎ์•„์š”, ๋จผ์ € ๊ฐ€์„ธ์š” ์ „ ๋’ค๋”ฐ๋ผ ๊ฐˆ๊ฒŒ์š” ๋ฒ„๋””๊ฐ€ ๊ฑฐ์ง“๋งํ•œ ๊ฒŒ ์•„๋‹ˆ์—ˆ์–ด ๋ฉ”๋ฆฌ ํฌ๋ฆฌ์Šค๋งˆ์Šค ์‚ฐํƒ€, ์ € ๋”ฐ๋ผ์™”์–ด์š” ์žฅ๋‚œ์น˜์ง€ ๋ง๊ณ  ๋นจ๋ฆฌ ํƒ€!
SANTA, WHY ARE THEY CHASING US?! I PUT THEM ON THE NAUGHTY LIST, AND THEY NEVER FORGAVE ME. UP, UP, PULL UP! BUDDY! WE NEED POWER, WE'RE GONNA CRASH!
์ € ์‚ฌ๋žŒ๋“ค์€ ์™œ ์šฐ๋ฆด ์ซ“๋Š” ๊ฑฐ์ฃ ? ๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ๋‚˜์œ ์•„์ด ๋ชฉ๋ก์— ์˜ฌ๋ ธ๋Š”๋ฐ ๊ทธ๊ฑธ ์šฉ์„œ ์•ˆ ํ–ˆ์–ด ์˜ฌ๋ผ๊ฐ€๋ผ, ์˜ฌ๋ผ๊ฐ€ ๋ฒ„๋””, ๋™๋ ฅ์ด ํ•„์š”ํ•ด ์ถฉ๋Œํ•˜๊ฒ ์–ด
AAH! YOU CAN DO IT! COME ON, DANCER. THAT'S MY BOY. PULL, CUPID! AAH! PULL, DASHER! I'M GETTING TOO OLD FOR THIS JOB. NOW! THE ENGINE'S GONE! WE'RE TOAST! WELL, STILL NO SIGN OF SANTA, BUT SOME SPONTANEOUS CHRISTMAS CAROLING HAS BROKEN OUT RIGHT HERE IN FRONT OF CENTRAL PARK. LET'S HAVE A LISTEN IN.
๋„Œ ํ•  ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ์–ด ์–ด์„œ, ํ”„๋žœ์„œ, ์ฐฉํ•˜์ง€ ๋‹น๊ฒจ๋ผ, ๋Œ„์„œ ๋‹น๊ฒจ๋ผ, ๋Œ€์…” ๋‚˜๋„ ์ด ์ผ ํ•˜๊ธฐ์—” ๋„ˆ๋ฌด ๋Š™์—ˆ์–ด ์ง€๊ธˆ์ด์—์š”! ์—”์ง„์ด ์—†์–ด์กŒ์–ด์š” ๋งํ–ˆ๊ตฐ ์•„์ง๋„ ์‚ฐํƒ€๋Š” ๋ณด์ผ ๊ธฐ๋ฏธ๊ฐ€ ์—†๋„ค์š” ํ•˜์ง€๋งŒ ์ด๊ณณ ์„ผํŠธ๋Ÿด ํŒŒํฌ์—์„œ ์ฆ‰ํฅ์ ์œผ๋กœ ์บ๋กค ํ•ฉ์ฐฝ์ด ์‹œ์ž‘๋์Šต๋‹ˆ๋‹ค ํ•œ ๋ฒˆ ๋“ค์–ด๋ณผ๊นŒ์š”?
COME ON! JUST A LITTLE MORE! WAIT-- YOU'RE NOT SINGING. YES, I AM. NO, YOU'RE NOT. YOU'RE JUST MOVING YOUR LIPS. SANTA! MICHAEL, PLEASE, WHAT'S THE BIG DEAL? DAD. BYE-BYE. JUST LIKE THE OLD DAYS! CHARLOTTE? CHARLOTTE?
์ข‹์•„! ์กฐ๊ธˆ๋งŒ ๋” ์•„๋น ๋Š” ๋…ธ๋ž˜ ์•ˆ ๋ถ€๋ฅด์ž–์•„์š” ๋ถ€๋ฅด๊ณ  ์žˆ์–ด ์•„๋‹Œ๋ฐ์š” ์ž…๋งŒ ๋ปฅ๊ธ‹๋ปฅ๊ธ‹ ํ•˜์ž–์•„์š” ์‚ฐํƒ€! ๋งˆ์ดํด, ๊ทธ๊ฒŒ ๋ญ๊ฐ€ ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ ๋Œ€์ˆ˜๋‹ˆ? ์•„๋น  ์•ˆ๋…• ์˜›๋‚ ๊ณผ ๋˜‘๊ฐ™๊ตฐ ์ƒฌ๋กฏ? ์ƒฌ๋กฏ?
WELL, I GUESS WE'LL NEVER KNOW FOR SURE WHAT HAPPENED THIS CHRISTMAS EVE IN CENTRAL PARK. HO HO HO! MERRY CHRISTMAS! HO HO HO! AND SO, WITH A LITTLE HELP, BUDDY MANAGED TO SAVE CHRISTMAS.
๋„ค, ์ด๋ฒˆ ํฌ๋ฆฌ์Šค๋งˆ์Šค ์ด๋ธŒ์— ์„ผํŠธ๋Ÿด ํŒŒํฌ์—์„œ ๋ฌด์Šจ ์ผ์ด ์žˆ์—ˆ๋Š”์ง€๋Š” ๊ฒฐ๊ตญ ๋ชจ๋ฅผ ๊ฒƒ ๊ฐ™์Šต๋‹ˆ๋‹ค ๋ฉ”๋ฆฌ ํฌ๋ฆฌ์Šค๋งˆ์Šค ๊ทธ๋ž˜์„œ ๋ฒ„๋””๋Š” ์•ฝ๊ฐ„์˜ ๋„์›€์„ ๋ฐ›์•„ ํฌ๋ฆฌ์Šค๋งˆ์Šค๋ฅผ ๊ตฌํ•ด๋ƒˆ์ฃ 
AND HIS SPIRIT SAVED A LOT OF OTHER PEOPLE, TOO. WALTER STARTED HIS OWN INDEPENDENT PUBLISHING COMPANY. HIS FIRST BOOK WAS WRITTEN BY A BRAND NEW, CRITICALLY ACCLAIMED CHILDREN'S AUTHOR.
๋ฒ„๋””์˜ ๋งˆ์Œ์€ ๋‹ค๋ฅธ ๋งŽ์€ ์‚ฌ๋žŒ๋“ค์„ ๊ตฌํ–ˆ๊ณ ์š” ์›”ํ„ฐ๋Š” ์ž๊ธฐ๋งŒ์˜ ๋…๋ฆฝ๋œ ์ถœํŒ์‚ฌ๋ฅผ ์‹œ์ž‘ํ–ˆ์Šต๋‹ˆ๋‹ค ์ฒ˜์Œ ์ถœํŒ๋œ ์ฑ…์€ ๋น„ํ‰๊ฐ€๋“ค์˜ ๊ทน์ฐฌ์„ ๋ฐ›์€ ์‹ ์ธ ๋™ํ™” ์ž‘๊ฐ€์˜ ์ž‘ํ’ˆ์ด์—ˆ์ฃ 
THE BOOK WAS ELF-- A, UH, FICTIONAL STORY ABOUT AN ADOPTED ELF NAMED BUDDY WHO WAS RAISED IN THE NORTH POLE, WENT TO NEW YORK, ATE SPAGHETTI, WORKED IN A SHINY MAILROOM, AND EVENTUALLY SAVED CHRISTMAS.
์ฑ… ์ œ๋ชฉ์€ '์—˜ํ”„'๋กœ, ์ž…์–‘๋œ ์š”์ •์ธ ๋ฒ„๋””์— ๋Œ€ํ•œ ํ—ˆ๊ตฌ์˜ ์ด์•ผ๊ธฐ์˜€์–ด์š” ๋ถ๊ทน์—์„œ ์ž๋ผ์„œ ๋‰ด์š•์œผ๋กœ ๊ฐ”๊ณ  ์ŠคํŒŒ๊ฒŒํ‹ฐ๋ฅผ ๋จน์—ˆ๊ณ  ๋ฐ˜์ง์ด๋Š” ์šฐํŽธ๋ฌผ์‹ค์—์„œ ์ผํ–ˆ๊ณ  ๊ฒฐ๊ตญ์—” ํฌ๋ฆฌ์Šค๋งˆ์Šค๋ฅผ ๊ตฌํ•œ๋‹ค๋Š” ๋‚ด์šฉ์ด์—ˆ์ฃ 
"FIRST, I TRAVELED THROUGH THE SEVEN LEVELS "OF THE CANDY CANE FOREST, ""PASSED THE SEA OF TWIRLY-SWIRLY GUMDROPS," "AND THEN, I WALKED THROUGH THE LINCOLN TUNNEL."
"๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ  ์ „ ์ง€ํŒก์ด ์‚ฌํƒ• ์ˆฒ์˜ ์ผ๊ณฑ ์ธต์„ ์ง€๋‚˜๊ฐ”์ฃ " "์†Œ์šฉ๋Œ์ด ๋ฌด๋Šฌ ์ ค๋ฆฌ ์‚ฌํƒ•์˜ ๋ฐ”๋‹ค๋ฅผ ์ง€๋‚˜์„œ์š”" "๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ ๋Š” ๋ง์ปจ ํ„ฐ๋„์„ ๊ฑธ์–ด์„œ ํ†ต๊ณผํ–ˆ์–ด์š”"
AND AS FOR ME, I CAN'T COMPLAIN. BUDDY COMES UP TO VISIT FROM TIME TO TIME. There are some fish that cannot be caught. It's not that they're faster or stronger than other fish. They're just touched by something extra.
์ €๋„ ๋‚˜์˜์ง€ ์•Š๊ฒŒ ์ง€๋ƒ…๋‹ˆ๋‹ค ๋ฒ„๋””๋„ ๊ฐ€๋” ์ ˆ ๋ณด๋Ÿฌ ์˜ค๊ณ ์š” ์„ธ์ƒ์—” ํฌํ•œํ•œ ๋ฌผ๊ณ ๊ธฐ๋“ค์ด ์žˆ๋‹จ๋‹ค ํŠน๋ณ„ํžˆ ๊ฐ•ํ•˜๊ฑฐ๋‚˜ ๋น ๋ฅด์ง€๋„ ์•Š์€๋ฐ ์ ˆ๋Œ€ ์žกํžˆ์ง€ ์•Š๋Š” ๋…€์„๋“ค์ด์ง€
One such fish was The Beast, and by the time I was born, he was already a legend. He'd passed up more hundred-dollar lures than any fish in Alabama.
๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ํƒœ์–ด๋‚ฌ์„ ๋•Œ ์ด๋ฏธ ์ „์„ค์ด์—ˆ๋‹จ๋‹ค ๋…€์„ํ•œํ… 100๋‹ฌ๋Ÿฌ์งœ๋ฆฌ ๋ฏธ๋ผ๋„ ์†Œ์šฉ์—†์—ˆ์–ด
Some said that fish was the ghost of a thief who'd drowned in that river 60 years before. Others claimed he was a dinosaur, left over from the cretaceous period. And on the day you were born, well, that was the day I finally caught him.
์‚ฌ๋žŒ๋“ค์€ ๊ทธ๋†ˆ์„ 60๋…„ ์ „ ์ต์‚ฌํ•œ ๋„๋‘‘์˜ ์œ ๋ น์ด๋ผ๊ฑฐ๋‚˜ ๋ฐฑ์•…๊ธฐ์— ์‚ด์•„๋‚จ์€ ๊ณต๋ฃก์ด๋ผ๊ณ  ํ–ˆ์ง€๋งŒ ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ  ๋„ค๊ฐ€ ํƒœ์–ด๋‚˜๋˜ ๋‚  ๋งˆ์นจ๋‚ด ๊ทธ๋†ˆ์„ ์žก์•˜๋‹ค
Now, I tried everything on it-- worms, lures, peanut butter... I was gonna have to use something he truly desired. Your finger? Gold! Now, I tied my ring onto the strongest line they made, strong enough to hold up a bridge, they said, if only for a few minutes, and then I cast upriver.
๋ชจ๋“  ์‹œ๋„๋ฅผ ํ•ด๋ดค์ง€ ๋ฒŒ๋ ˆ, ๊ฐ€์งœ ๋ฏธ๋ผ ๋•…์ฝฉ๋ฒ„ํ„ฐ, ๋•…์ฝฉ๋ฒ„ํ„ฐ๋ž‘ ์น˜์ฆˆ ๋„๋‘‘์ด ์›ํ•  ๋งŒํ•œ ๋ฏธ๋‚„ ์จ์•ผ ํ•œ๋‹ค๋Š” ์†๊ฐ€๋ฝ์š”? ๊ธˆ! ๋‹ค๋ฆฌ๋„ ์ง€ํƒฑํ•  ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ๋‹ค๋Š” ์„ธ์ƒ์—์„œ ๊ฐ€์žฅ ๊ฐ•ํ•œ ์ค„์— ๋ฌถ์–ด ์ƒ๋ฅ˜๋กœ ๋‚š์‹ฏ๋Œ€๋ฅผ ๋˜์กŒ๋‹ค
My wedding ring, the symbol of fidelity to my wife, soon-to-be mother of my child... Make him stop. ...Was now lost in the gut of an uncatchable fish. What did you do?
๋‚ด ์•„๋‚ด์ด์ž ๋‚ด ์•„์ด ์—„๋งˆ์—๊ฒŒ ๋ฐ”์นœ ์ •์ ˆ์˜ ์ง•ํ‘œ๋ฅผ... ์ข€ ๋ง๋ฆฌ์„ธ์š” ๋ฌผ๊ณ ๊ธฐ ๋จน์ด๋กœ ๋บ๊ฒผ์œผ๋‹ˆ๊นŒ ๊ทธ๋ž˜์„œ์š”?
I followed that fish upriver and downriver. This fish, The Beast, the whole time we're calling it a him, when, in fact, it was a her. Now, I was in a situation.
๊ทธ๋†ˆ์„ ๊ฐ• ์œ„์•„๋ž˜๋กœ ์ซ“์•„๊ฐ”๋‹จ๋‹ค ๋†ˆ์ด๋ผ ๋ถˆ๋ €์Šต๋‹ˆ๋‹ค ์‚ฌ์‹ค์€ ์•”์ปท์ด์—ˆ๋Š”๋ฐ๋„์š” ์ „ ๊ณค๋ž€ํ•ด์ง€๊ณ  ๋ง์•˜์Šต๋‹ˆ๋‹ค
I could gut that fish and get my wedding ring back, but in doing so, I'd be killing the smartest catfish in the Ashton River. Did I want to deprive my son the chance to catch a fish like this of his own?
๊ทธ๋†ˆ ์ฐฝ์ž๋ฅผ ๋นผ๋‚ด ๋ฐ˜์ง€๋ฅผ ๋˜์ฐพ์ž๋‹ˆ ์• ์Šˆํ„ด ๊ฐ•์—์„œ ๊ฐ€์žฅ ๋˜‘๋˜‘ํ•œ ๋ฉ”๊ธฐ๊ฐ€ ์ฃฝ์–ด๋ฒ„๋ฆด ํ…Œ๋‹ˆ๊นŒ์š” ์ œ ์•„๋“ค๋†ˆํ•œํ…Œ๋„ ๊ธฐํšŒ๋ฅผ ์ค˜์•ผ ํ•˜์ง€ ์•Š๊ฒ ์Šต๋‹ˆ๊นŒ?
Now, you may well ask... Oh, darling, darling, it's still your night. I'll be right down. Why did it strike so quick on gold when nothing else would attract it?
๊ฐ™์€ ์šด๋ช…์ด์—ˆ์ฃ  ๊ทธ๋ž˜๋„ ์˜ค๋Š˜์€ ๋„ ์œ„ํ•œ ๋‚ ์ด์ž–๋‹ˆ ๊ทธ๋ ‡๊ฒŒ ๊ฟˆ์ฉ ์•Š๋˜ ๋†ˆ์ด ์™œ ๊ธˆ์„ ๋ฌผ์—ˆ์„๊นŒ์š”?
Sometimes, the only way... to catch an uncatchable woman... is to offer her a wedding ring. What, a father's not allowed to talk about his son? I'm a footnote in that story, Dad. Come on, Will. Everyone loves that story!
์žกํžˆ์ง€ ์•Š๋Š” ์—ฌ์ธ์„ ์žก์„ ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ๋Š” ์œ ์ผํ•œ ๋ฐฉ๋ฒ•์€ ๊ฒฐํ˜ผ๋ฐ˜์ง€๋ฅผ ์ฃผ๋Š” ๊ฑฐ๋ž€ ์‚ฌ์‹ค์ด์ฃ  ์•„๋น„๊ฐ€ ์•„๋“ค ์–˜๊ธฐ๋„ ๋ชป ํ•˜๋‹ˆ? ์ „ ์•„๋ฒ„์ง€ ๋ชจํ—˜๋‹ด์˜ ์–ด์จŒ๋“  ๋‹ค๋“ค ์ข‹์•„ํ•˜์ž–๋ƒ!
No, Dad, they don't. I don't love that story. Not anymore. Not after a thousand times. I-- I-- I know every punch line, Dad. I can tell them as well as you can.
์•„๋ฌด๋„ ์•ˆ ์ข‹์•„ํ•ด์š” ๋‹ค๋“ค ์ง€๊ฒจ์›Œํ•œ๋‹ค๊ณ ์š”! ํ•˜๋„ ๋“ค์–ด์„œ ์ด์   ์™ธ์šธ ์ง€๊ฒฝ์ด์—์š”!
For one night, one night in your entire life, the universe did not revolve around Edward Bloom. How can you not understand that? I'm sorry to embarrass you.
๋‹จ ํ•œ ๋ฒˆ ์ •๋„๋Š” ์•„๋ฒ„์ง€๊ฐ€ ์šฐ์ฃผ์˜ ์ค‘์‹ฌ์ด ์•„๋‹ˆ๋ž€ ๊ฑธ ์•„์‹œ๋ผ๊ณ ์š” ์•„์ง๋„ ๋ชจ๋ฅด์‹œ๊ฒ ์–ด์š”? ๊ณค๋ž€ํ–ˆ๋‹ค๋ฉด ๋ฏธ์•ˆํ•˜๋‹ค
You're embarrassing yourself, Dad. You just don't see it. After that night, I didn't speak to my father again for three years. We communicated indirectly, I guess.
๊ณค๋ž€ํ•œ ๊ฑด ์ œ๊ฐ€ ์•„๋‹ˆ๋ผ ์•„๋ฒ„์ง€์˜ˆ์š” ๊ทธ๋‚  ์ดํ›„ ๋‚œ 3๋…„๊ฐ„ ์•„๋ฒ„์ง€์™€ ๋ง์„ ์•ˆ ํ–ˆ๋‹ค ๊ฐ„์ ‘์ ์ธ ๋Œ€ํ™”๋Š” ์žˆ์—ˆ๋‹ค
In her letters and Christmas cards, my mother would write for both of them. And when I'd call, my mom would say Dad was out driving or swimming in the pool. True to form, we never talked about not talking.
์–ด๋จธ๋‹ˆ ํŽธ์ง€๋Š” ์•„๋ฒ„์ง€ ๊ฒƒ์ด๊ธฐ๋„ ํ–ˆ์œผ๋‹ˆ๊นŒ ์ „ํ™”๋ฅผ ๊ฑธ๋ฉด ์–ด๋จธ๋‹Œ ๋Š˜ ์•„๋ฒ„์ง€๊ฐ€ ์™ธ์ถœํ•˜์…จ๊ฑฐ๋‚˜ ์ˆ˜์˜ ์ค‘์ด๋ผ์…จ๊ณ  ์•„๋ฒ„์ง€์™€ ์™œ ๋Œ€ํ™”ํ•˜์ง€ ์•Š๋Š”์ง€๋Š” ๋ฌป์ง€ ์•Š์œผ์…จ๋‹ค
We were like strangers who knew each other very well. The best I can do is to tell it the way he told me. It doesn't always make sense, and most of it never happened... Give me back my ring!
์šฐ๋ฆฐ ์„œ๋กœ๋ฅผ ์ž˜ ์•„๋Š” ์ด๋ฐฉ์ธ ๊ฐ™์•˜๋‹ค ์ตœ์„ ์„ ๋‹คํ•ด ์•„๋ฒ„์ง€ ๋ฐฉ์‹์œผ๋กœ ์–˜๊ธฐํ•˜๊ฒ ๋‹ค ๊ฒฐ์ฝ” ์ผ์–ด๋‚œ ์  ์—†๋Š” ์•ž๋’ค ์•ˆ ๋งž๋Š” ์ผ๋“ค์„ ๋‚ด ๋ฐ˜์ง€ ๋‚ด๋†”!
Thank you. But that's what kind of story this is. His birth would set the pace for his unlikely life. No longer than most men's, but larger. Come on, push. Yes. Yes, he's here.
๊ณ ๋งˆ์›Œ! ์–ด์จŒ๋“  ์ด๊ฑด ๊ทธ๋Ÿฐ ์ด์•ผ๊ธฐ์ด๋‹ค ์•„๋ฒ„์ง„ ๊ทธ ์ถœ์ƒ๋ถ€ํ„ฐ ์œ ๋ณ„๋‚ฌ๋Š”๋ฐ ๋‚จ๋“ค๋ณด๋‹ค ํ›จ์”ฌ ๊ทน์ ์ด์—ˆ๋‹ค ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ  ์ด๋Ÿฐ ๋„ค, ์žˆ์–ด์š”
It's your mother. And what does Dr. Bennett say? No, sure. I'll talk to him. Yeah, I'll-- I'll wait. It's bad? Yeah, it's more than they thought. They're gonna stop chemo. You need to go. Probably tonight. I'm going with you. No, no, no. You shouldn't. I'm going with you. Now, which one's it gonna be?
์–ด๋จธ๋‹ˆ์…” ๋ฐ•์‚ฌ๋‹˜์€ ๋ญ๋ž˜์š”? ๋„ค, ์–˜๊ธฐํ•ด์•ผ์ฃ  ๊ธฐ๋‹ค๋ฆด๊ฒŒ์š” ์•ˆ ์ข‹์œผ์‹œ๋Œ€? ์ข€ ์‹ฌ๊ฐํ•œ๊ฐ€ ๋ด ํ•ญ์•” ์น˜๋ฃŒ๋ฅผ ์ค‘๋‹จํ•  ๊ฑฐ๋ž˜ ๊ฐ€๋ด์•ผ์ง€ ์ด๋”ฐ ๋ฐค์— ๊ฐ™์ด ๊ฐ€ ๋‹น์‹ ์€ ์•ˆ ๊ฐ€๋„ ๋ผ ๋‚˜๋„ ๊ฐˆ๋ž˜ ๋ฌด์Šจ ์–˜๊ธธ ํ•ด์ค„๊นŒ?
Monkey in a Barn, or Dog in a Road? The one about the witch. Your mama says I can't tell you that one anymore. You get nightmares. But I'm not scared.
๊ฐ‡ํžŒ ์›์ˆญ์ด? ๋– ๋Œ์ด ๊ฐ•์•„์ง€? ๋งˆ๋…€ ์–˜๊ธฐ์š” ์—„๋งˆ๊ฐ€ ๊ทธ ์–˜๊ธด ํ•ด์ฃผ์ง€ ๋ง๋ž˜ ์•…๋ชฝ ๊พผ๋‹ค๊ณ  ์•ˆ ๋ฌด์„œ์›Œ์š”
Well, neither was I, at first. Now, this took place in the swamp outside of Ashton. There were five of us out there that night. Me, Ruthie, Wilbur Freely, and the Price Brothers, Don and Zacky, and not one of us knew what was in store.
๋‚˜๋„ ์ฒ˜์Œ์—” ์•ˆ ๋ฌด์„œ์› ๋‹ค ์• ์Šˆํ„ด ์™ธ๊ณฝ์— ๋Šช์ง€๋Œ€๊ฐ€ ์žˆ์—ˆ๋Š”๋ฐ ํ•˜์ง€๋งŒ ์šฐ๋ฆฐ ๊ฐ”์—ˆ์–ด ํ”„๋ผ์ด์Šค ํ˜•์ œ์ธ ๋ˆ๊ณผ ์žญํ‚ค ์•„๋ฌด๋„ ๋ฌด์Šจ ์ผ์ด ๋ฒŒ์–ด์งˆ์ง€ ๋ชฐ๋ž๋‹จ๋‹ค
Witches use those bones to cast spells and curses and make the land infertile... Is it true she's got a glass eye? I heard she got it from the gypsies.
๋งˆ๋…€๋“ค์€ ์ฃผ๋ฌธ์„ ๊ฑธ ๋•Œ ๋ผˆ๋ฅผ ์‚ฌ์šฉํ•˜๊ฑฐ๋“  ์ •๋ง ์œ ๋ฆฌ ๋ˆˆ์ผ๊นŒ? ์ง‘์‹œ๋“คํ•œํ…Œ ์–ป์—ˆ๋Œ€
What's a gypsy? Your mama's a gypsy. Your mama's a bitch. You shouldn't swear. There's ladies present. Shit. Damn. Screw. Turn off the flashlights. She'll see them.
์ง‘์‹œ๊ฐ€ ๋ญ์•ผ? ๋„ˆํฌ ์—„๋งˆ ๋„ˆํฌ ์—„๋งŒ ์ฐฝ๋…€์•ผ ์ˆ™๋…€ ์•ž์—์„œ ์š•ํ•˜์ง€ ๋งˆ ์›ƒ๊ธฐ๋„ค ์ง€๋ž„ ๊บผ์ ธ ๋ถˆ ๊บผ, ๋งˆ๋…€๊ฐ€ ๋ณผ ๊ฑฐ์•ผ!
I heard, if you look right at it, you'll see how you're gonna die. That's bull-S-H-I-T, that is. She's not even a real witch. I heard she keeps it in a box on her night table. Or are you too scared?
๋ˆˆ์„ ๋ณด๋ฉด ์ž๊ธฐ ์ฃฝ๋Š” ๋ชจ์Šต์ด ๋ณด์ธ๋Œ€ ๋ง๋„ ์•ˆ ๋ผ ์ง„์งœ ๋งˆ๋…€๋„ ์•„๋‹ˆ์ž–์•„ ์ฑ…์ƒ ์œ„์— ์žˆ๋‹ค๋‹ˆ๊นŒ ๋„ˆ๋„ ๋ฌด์„ญ์ง€?
Then do it. Fine. I will. Fine. You do it. Fine. I'm doing it. Edward, don't! She'll make soap out of you. That's what she does. She makes soap out of people.
ํ•ด๋ด ํ• ๊ฒŒ ์ข‹์•„, ํ•ด ๊ทธ๋ž˜, ํ•œ๋‹ค๊ณ  ํ•˜์ง€ ๋งˆ! ๋„ˆ๋„ ๋น„๋ˆ„๊ฐ€ ๋  ๊ฑฐ์•ผ ๊ทธ ์—ฌ์ž๋Š” ์‚ฌ๋žŒ์„ ๋น„๋ˆ„๋กœ ๋งŒ๋“ค์–ด
Ma'am, my name's Edward Bloom, and there's some folks who'd like to see your eye. You get the eye? I brought it. Let's see it. Whoa! Help! I saw how I was gonna die. I was old and I fell. I wasn't old at all.
์ „ ์—๋””์ธ๋ฐ์š” ์• ๋“ค์ด ๋ˆˆ ์ข€ ๋ณด์—ฌ๋‹ฌ๋ž˜์š” ๋ˆˆ์€? ๊ฐ€์ ธ์™”์–ด ์–ด๋”” ๋ด ์•„, ๋„์™€์ค˜! ์ง„์งœ ๋ณด์—ฌ ๋‚œ ๋Š™์–ด์„œ ์“ฐ๋Ÿฌ์ง€๋Š”๋ฐ ๋‚œ ๋Š™์ง€๋„ ์•Š์•˜์–ด
I was thinking about death and all, about seeing how you're gonna die. but it could kinda help, couldn't it? Because everything else you knew you could survive.
์ž๊ธฐ ์ฃฝ์Œ์„ ๋ณด๋Š” ๊ฒŒ ์–ด๋–ค ๊ฑด์ง€ ์ƒ๊ฐํ–ˆ์–ด์š” ํ•œํŽธ์œผ๋ก  ๋„์›€์ด ๋  ์ˆ˜๋„ ์žˆ์„ ๊ฑฐ์˜ˆ์š” ์–ด๋–ค ์ผ์ด ๋ฒŒ์–ด์ ธ๋„ ์‚ด ๊ฑฐ๋ผ๋Š” ๊ฑธ ์•Œ์ž–์•„์š”
I guess I'm saying I'd like to know. Huh. That's how I go. Hi, Mom. Is that, uh, Dr. Bennett's car? Yes. He's up with your father now. How much time does he have left? You don't talk about that.
๊ทธ๋Ÿฌ๋‹ˆ๊นŒ... ์•Œ๊ณ  ์‹ถ์–ด์š” ๊ทธ๋ ‡๊ตฐ์š” ์—„๋งˆ ๋ฐ•์‚ฌ๋‹˜ ์ฐจ์˜ˆ์š”? ๊ทธ๋ž˜, ์•„๋ฒ„์ง€๋ž‘ ์œ„์ธต์— ๊ณ„์‹ ๋‹ค ์–ผ๋งˆ๋‚˜ ์‚ฌ์‹ ๋Œ€์š”? ๊ทธ๋Ÿฐ ์–˜๊ธฐ ๋งˆ๋ผ
Not yet. Will. Dr. Bennett. Oh, it's good to see you. My-- my wife, uh, Josephine. A pleasure. You're seven months. To the day. It's a boy.
์•„์ง์€ ์•„๋ƒ ์œŒ ๋ฒ ๋„ท ๋ฐ•์‚ฌ๋‹˜, ์•ˆ๋…•ํ•˜์„ธ์š” ์ œ ์•„๋‚ด, ์กฐ์ง€ํ•€์ด์—์š” ๋ฐ˜๊ฐ€์›Œ์š” 7๊ฐœ์›”์ด๊ตฐ์š” ์ •ํ™•ํ•ด์š”! ์•„๋“ค์ด์—์š”
Try to get him to drink one of these. He won't... but go ahead and try. Dad? You are in for a surprise. Am I? Having a kid changes everything.
๋„ค๊ฐ€ ๊ฐ€๋ด๋ผ ์‹ซ๋‹ค ๊ทธ๋Ÿฌ์…”๋„ ์ข€ ๋“œ์‹œ๊ฒŒ ํ•ด ์•„๋ฒ„์ง€? ๊ณง ๋†€๋ž„ ๊ฑฐ๋‹ค ์ œ๊ฐ€์š”? ์•„์ด๊ฐ€ ์ฃผ๋Š” ์„ ๋ฌผ์ด์ง€
There's the diapers and the burping and the midnight feeding. Did you do any of that? No, but I hear it's terrible. You think I'm up for it? You learned from the best. Everyone wins.
๊ธฐ์ €๊ท€, ํŠธ๋ฆผ ๋ฐค์ค‘์— ์šฐ์œ  ๋จน์ด๊ธฐ ํ•ด๋ณด์…จ์–ด์š”? ์•„๋‹ˆ ๋”์ฐํ•˜๋‹จ ์–˜๊ธฐ๋งŒ ๋“ค์—ˆ๋‹ค ์ „ ์–ด๋–จ ๊ฒƒ ๊ฐ™์•„์š”? ๋‚˜๋งŒํผ๋งŒ ํ•˜๋ฉด ๋ผ ๋‹ค ๋“œ์…จ๋‹ค๊ณ  ํ• ๊ฒŒ์š”
People needn't worry so much. It's not my time yet. This is not how I go. Really? Truly. I saw it in The Eye. The, uh, old lady by the swamp? She was a witch.
๊ฑฑ์ • ๋งˆ๋ผ ์•„์ง ์ฃฝ์„ ๋•Œ ์•ˆ ๋์œผ๋‹ˆ๊นŒ ์ด๋ ‡๊ฒŒ ์•ˆ ์ฃฝ์–ด ๊ทธ๋ž˜์š”? ์œ ๋ฆฌ ๋ˆˆ์—์„œ ๋ดค๋‹ค ๋Šช์— ์‚ฌ๋Š” ๋…ธํŒŒ์š”? ๋งˆ๋…€์˜€์–ด
No, she was old and probably senile. I saw my death in that eye, and this isn't how it happens. So how does it happen? Surprise ending. Wouldn't want to ruin it for you. Your mother thought we wouldn't talk again. Look at us, we're talking fine. We're storytellers, both of us. I speak mine out, you write yours down. Sa...
๋Š™์–ด์„œ ๋ง๋ น ๋‚œ ๊ฑฐ์˜ˆ์š” ๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ์ฃฝ๋Š” ๊ฑธ ๋ดค๋Š”๋ฐ ์ด๋ ‡๊ฒŒ๋Š” ์•„๋ƒ ์–ด๋• ๋Š”๋ฐ์š”? ๊นœ์ง ๋†€๋ž„ ๊ฒฐ๋ง์ด์ง€ ์•ˆ ๊ฐ€๋ฅด์ณ์ค˜ ๋„ค ์—„๋งŒ ์šฐ๋ฆฌ๊ฐ€ ๋‹ค์‹œ ์–˜๊ธฐํ•  ์ค„ ๋ชฐ๋ž๋‚˜ ๋ด ์šฐ๋ฆฐ ๋‘˜ ๋‹ค ์–˜๊ธฐ๊พผ์ธ๋ฐ ๋‚œ ๋ง๋กœ ํ•˜๊ณ  ๋„Œ ๊ธ€๋กœ ์“ฐ๋‹ˆ ๊ฐ™์€ ๊ฑฐ์ง€
Dad... I was hoping we could talk about some things while I'm here. You mean while I'm here. I just want to know the true versions of things...
์•„๋ฒ„์ง€... ์ œ๊ฐ€ ์žˆ๋Š” ๋™์•ˆ ์–˜๊ธฐ ์ข€ ํ•ด์ฃผ์„ธ์š” ๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ์žˆ๋Š” ๋™์•ˆ์ด์•ผ ์ „ ๋ชจ๋“  ์ผ๋“ค์˜ ์‹ค์ƒ์„ ์•Œ๊ณ  ์‹ถ์–ด์š”
events, stories... you. If you wanted to, you could fix it. Yeah, I will. You know where the chemicals are? Yeah, I used to do it when you were gone, remember?
์‚ฌ๊ฑด๋“ค, ์ด์•ผ๊ธฐ๋“ค ์•„๋ฒ„์ง€ ํ•œ๋ฒˆ ์† ์ข€ ๋ด๋ผ ๊ทธ๋Ÿด๊ฒŒ์š” ์•ฝํ’ˆ ๋‘๋Š” ๋ด ์•Œ์ง€? ์ œ๊ฐ€ ์ฒญ์†Œํ–ˆ์ž–์•„์š”
I was never much for... being at home, Will. I thought you said you weren't dying. I said this isn't how I go. The last part is much more unusual. Trust me on that.
๋‚œ ์ง‘์— ์žˆ๋Š” ๊ฒŒ ์‹ซ์—ˆ๋‹ค ๋‹ต๋‹ตํ–ˆ๊ฑฐ๋“  ์•ˆ ์ฃฝ๋Š”๋‹ค๋ฉด์„œ์š” ์ด๋ ‡๊ฒŒ ์ฃฝ์ง„ ์•Š๋Š”๋‹ค๊ณ  ๋‚ด ๋งˆ์ง€๋ง‰์€ ํŠน๋ณ„ํ•ด ๊ทธ๊ฒƒ๋งŒ์€ ๋ฏฟ์–ด๋ผ
Dr. Bennett said I have to stay at home for a week. Oh, that's nothing. Once, I had to stay in bed for three years. Did you have the chicken pox? I wish. Truth is, no one quite knew what was wrong. Most times, a person grows up gradually, while I found myself in a hurry. when I uncovered an article about the common gol...
๋ฐ•์‚ฌ๋‹˜์ด ์ด๋ฒˆ ์ฃผ ๋‚ด๋‚ด ์ง‘์— ์žˆ์œผ๋ž˜์š” ๋‚œ 3๋…„ ๋™์•ˆ ๋ˆ„์›Œ ์žˆ๋˜ ์ ๋„ ์žˆ์—ˆ์–ด ์ˆ˜๋‘ ๋•Œ๋ฌธ์—์š”? ๊ทธ๋žฌ์œผ๋ฉด ์ข‹๊ฒŒ ๋ญ๊ฐ€ ๋ฌธ์ œ์˜€๋Š”์ง„ ๋ชฐ๋ผ๋„ ์„ฑ์žฅ ์†๋„๊ฐ€ ์ง€๋‚˜์น˜๊ฒŒ ๋นจ๋ž๊ฑฐ๋“  ๊ธˆ๋ถ•์–ด์— ๊ด€ํ•œ ํ•ญ๋ชฉ ํ•˜๋‚˜๋ฅผ ๋ฐœ๊ฒฌํ–ˆ์–ด
""Kept in a small bowl, the goldfish will remain small." It occurred to me then that perhaps the reason for my growth was that I was intended for larger things.
'์ž‘์€ ๊ทธ๋ฆ‡์— ๋†“์œผ๋ฉด ๊ณ„์† ์ž‘์€ ์ƒํƒœ์ง€๋งŒ' ์ด ๋ชจ๋“  ๊ฒŒ ๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ๋” ํฐ ๊ณต๊ฐ„์„ ์ง€ํ–ฅํ•˜๊ธฐ ๋•Œ๋ฌธ์ด๋ž€ ๊ฑธ ์•Œ๊ฒŒ ๋์ง€
After all, a giant man can't have an ordinary-sized life. Now, as soon as my bones had settled in their adult configuration, I set upon my plan to make a bigger place for myself in Ashton.
๊ฑฐ์ธ์€ ๋ณดํ†ต ํฌ๊ธฐ์˜ ์‚ถ์„ ์‚ด ์ˆ˜ ์—†๊ฑฐ๋“  ๋‚ด ๋ผˆ๊ฐ€ ์„ฑ์ธ ํ˜•ํƒœ๋กœ ์ž๋ฆฌ ์žก์•˜์„ ๋•Œ ๋‚œ ํฐ ๊ณต๊ฐ„์„ ๋งŒ๋“ค ๊ณ„ํš์„ ์„ธ์› ๋‹ค
Tigers, go! Edward Bloom! My doggie! My doggie! My doggie's trapped! I was the biggest thing Ashton had ever seen. Until one day, a stranger arrived. Calm down! Calm down, everybody. Calm down! That's enough.
ํƒ€์ด๊ฑฐ์Šค ๋งŒ์„ธ! ์—๋“œ์›Œ๋“œ ๋ธ”๋ฃธ! ๋‚ด ๊ฐ•์•„์ง€๊ฐ€ ๊ฐ‡ํ˜”์–ด์š”! ๋‚œ ์• ์Šˆํ„ด์—์„œ ๊ฐ€์žฅ ๊ฑฐ๋Œ€ํ•œ ์‚ฌ๋žŒ์ด์—ˆ์ง€ ํ•œ ์ด๋ฐฉ์ธ์ด ๋‚˜ํƒ€๋‚˜๋˜ ๋‚ ๊นŒ์ง€๋Š” ๋‹ค๋“ค ์ง„์ •ํ•˜์„ธ์š”! ์•Œ์•˜์Šต๋‹ˆ๋‹ค
Mr. Mayor, he ate an entire cornfield. He ate my dog. You ain't gonna stop him, mayor. We will. I won't have mob violence in this town. Now has someone tried talking to him?
์˜ฅ์ˆ˜์ˆ˜๋ฅผ ๋ชฝ๋•… ๋จน์–ด์น˜์› ์†Œ! ๋‚ด ๊ฐœ๋„์š”! ์ด์   ์šฐ๋ฆฌ๊ฐ€ ๋ชป ์ฐธ์•„์š”! ํญ๋ ฅ์€ ์šฉ๋‚ฉ ๋ชป ํ•ฉ๋‹ˆ๋‹ค! ๋Œ€ํ™”๋Š” ํ•ด๋ดค๋‚˜์š”?
You can't reason with him. He's a monster. I'll do it. I'll talk to him, see if I can get him to move on. Son, that creature could crush you without trying.
ํ•  ์ˆ˜๊ฐ€ ์—†์–ด์š”! ๊ดด๋ฌผ์ด์—์š”! ์ œ๊ฐ€ ํ•˜์ฃ  ์—ฌ๊ธธ ๋– ๋‚˜๋ผ๊ณ  ํ• ๊ฒŒ์š” ์ž๋„ค๊ฐ€ ๋‹ค์น  ์ˆ˜๋„ ์žˆ์–ด
Oh, trust me, he'll have to try. Hello? My name is Edward Bloom, and I want to talk to you! Go away! Now, I'm not going anywhere until you show yourself!
์ €๋„ ํ˜ธ๋ฝํ˜ธ๋ฝํ•˜์ง„ ์•Š์Šต๋‹ˆ๋‹ค ์ด๋ด์š” ๋‚œ ์—๋“œ์›Œ๋“œ์˜ˆ์š” ์–˜๊ธฐ ์ข€ ํ•ด์š”! ๋Œ์•„๊ฐ€! ๋‹น์‹ ์ด ๋‚˜์˜ฌ ๋•Œ๊นŒ์ง„ ์•ˆ ๊ฐˆ ๊ฑฐ์˜ˆ์š”!
I said go away! Armed with the foreknowledge of my own death, I knew the giant couldn't kill me. All the same, I preferred to keep my bones unbroken. Why are you here?
๋Œ์•„๊ฐ€๋ผ๋‹ˆ๊นŒ! ๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ๋ณธ ์ฃฝ์Œ์˜ ์žฅ์†Œ๊ฐ€ ๊ฑฐ๊ธด ์•„๋‹ˆ์—ˆ์ง€๋งŒ ๊ทธ๋ž˜๋„ ๋ผˆ๊ฐ€ ๋ถ€์„œ์ง€๋Š” ๊ฑด ์‹ซ์—ˆ๋‹จ๋‹ค ์™œ ์˜จ ๊ฑฐ์•ผ?
So you can eat me. The town decided to send a human sacrifice, and I volunteered. My arms are a little stringy, but there's some good eating in my legs.
๋‚  ๋จน์œผ๋ผ๊ณ ์š” ์šฐ๋ฆฌ ๋งˆ์„์ด ๋ฐ”์น˜๋Š” ์ œ๋ฌผ๋กœ ์™”์–ด์š” ํŒ”์€ ๊ทผ์œก๋ฟ์ด์ง€๋งŒ ๋‹ค๋ฆฌ๋Š” ๋จน์„ ๋งŒํ•  ๊ฑฐ์˜ˆ์š”
I mean, I'd be tempted to eat them myself. So, I guess, well... if you could just get it over with quick, because I'm not much for pain, really. Oh, come on. I can't go back. I'm a human sacrifice.
๋‚ด ๋‹ค๋ฆฌ๋Š” ๋‚˜๋„ ๋จน๊ณ  ์‹ถ์„ ์ •๋„๋‹ˆ๊นŒ ๊ทธ๋Ÿฌ๋‹ˆ ๋˜๋„๋ก ๋นจ๋ฆฌ ๋๋‚ด์ค˜์š” ๊ณ ํ†ต์Šค๋Ÿฝ์ง€ ์•Š๊ฒŒ ์–ด์ฐจํ”ผ ๋‚œ ์ œ๋ฌผ์ด๋ผ ๋ชป ๋Œ์•„๊ฐ€์š”!
If I go back, they'll think I'm a coward. I'd rather be dinner than a coward. Here. You can start with my hand. It'll be an appetizer. I don't want to eat you. I don't want to eat anybody.
๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ๋Œ์•„๊ฐ€๋ฉด ์‚ฌ๋žŒ๋“ค์ด ๋‚  ๊ฒ์Ÿ์ด๋ผ๊ณ  ํ•  ๊ฑฐ์˜ˆ์š” ์ž์š” ์• ํ”ผํƒ€์ด์ €๋กœ ์†๋ถ€ํ„ฐ ๋จน์–ด์š” ์‹ซ์–ด, ๋„ˆ ๋จน๊ณ  ์‹ถ์ง€ ์•Š์•„
I just get so hungry. I'm just too big. Did you ever think that maybe you're not too big, but maybe this town is just too small? Now, I've heard, in real cities, they've got buildings so tall you can't even see the tops of them!
๋‚œ ๊ทธ๋ƒฅ ๋ฐฐ๊ฐ€ ๊ณ ํ”ˆ ๊ฑฐ์•ผ ์›Œ๋‚™ ํฌ๋‹ˆ๊นŒ ๋‹น์‹ ์ด ํฐ ๊ฒŒ ์•„๋‹ˆ๋ผ ๋งˆ์„์ด ์ž‘์€ ๊ฑฐ๋ผ๊ณ  ์ƒ๊ฐํ•ด๋ณธ ์ ์€ ์—†์–ด์š”? ์ง„์งœ ๋„์‹œ๋Š” ๊ฑด๋ฌผ๋“ค์ด ์•„์ฃผ ์ปค์„œ ๊ผญ๋Œ€๊ธฐ๊ฐ€ ์•ˆ ๋ณด์ธ๋Œ€์š”
Really? Oh, I wouldn't lie to you. And all-you-can-eat buffets. Now, you can eat a lot, can't you? I can. So why are you wasting your time in a small town?
์ •๋ง? ๊ฑฐ์ง“๋ง ์•ˆ ํ•ด์š” ๊ฒŒ๋‹ค๊ฐ€ ๋ท”ํŽ˜๋„ ์žˆ์–ด์š” ๋งŽ์ด ๋จน์„ ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ์ฃ ? ๊ทธ๋Ÿผ ๊ทผ๋ฐ ์™œ ์ด๋Ÿฐ ์ž‘์€ ๋งˆ์„์— ์žˆ์–ด์š”?
You're a big man. You should be in a big city. You're just trying to get me to leave, aren't you? What's your name, giant? Karl. Well, mine's Edward. And truthfully...
ํฐ ์‚ฌ๋žŒ์ด๋ฉด ํฐ ๋„์‹œ์— ์žˆ์–ด์•ผ์ง€ ๋‚  ๋‚ด์ซ“์œผ๋ ค๊ณ  ํ•˜๋Š”๊ตฐ ์ด๋ฆ„์ด ๋ญ์ฃ ? ์นผ ๋‚œ ์—๋“œ์›Œ๋“œ์˜ˆ์š”, ์ง„์‹ฌ์œผ๋กœ...
Well, I do want you to leave, Karl, but I want to leave with you. I mean, you think this town is too small for you? Well, it's too small for a man of my ambition. So what do you say? Join me?
๋‹น์‹ ์ด ๋– ๋‚˜๊ธธ ๋ฐ”๋ผ์š” ๋‚˜๋ž‘ ๊ฐ™์ด ๊ฐ‘์‹œ๋‹ค ์—ฌ๊ธฐ๊ฐ€ ๋„ˆ๋ฌด ์ž‘๋‹จ ์ƒ๊ฐ ์•ˆ ํ•ด์š”? ๋‚˜ ๊ฐ™์€ ๋‚จ์žํ•œํ…Œ๋„ ์ž‘์€๋ฐ ์–ด์ฉ”๋ž˜์š”? ๊ฐ™์ด ๊ฐˆ๋ž˜์š”?
Okay. Okay. Now, first, we got to get you ready for the city. That afternoon, as I left Ashton, everyone seemed to have advice. Find yourself a nice girl, now.
์ข‹์•„ ์ข‹์•„์š” ๊ทธ๋Ÿผ ๋„์‹œ์— ์–ด์šธ๋ฆด ์ค€๋น„๋ฅผ ํ•ฉ์‹œ๋‹ค ์• ์Šˆํ„ด์„ ๋– ๋‚˜๋˜ ๋‚  ๋ชจ๋‘๊ฐ€ ์ถฉ๊ณ ํ–ˆ์ง€ ์ข‹์€ ์—ฌ์ž ๋งŒ๋‚˜!
Watch your pride, Edward Bloom. But there was one person whose counsel I held above all others. She said that the biggest fish in the river gets that way by never being caught. What'd she say? Beats me.
์ž์กด์‹ฌ์„ ์ง€์ผœ, ์—๋“œ์›Œ๋“œ! ํ•˜์ง€๋งŒ ๊ฐ€์žฅ ์†Œ์ค‘ํ•œ ์ถฉ๊ณ ๋Š” ๋”ฐ๋กœ ์žˆ์—ˆ์–ด ํฐ ๊ณ ๊ธฐ๋Š” ์•ˆ ์žกํžˆ๊ธฐ ๋•Œ๋ฌธ์— ๊ทธ๋ ‡๊ฒŒ ์ปค์ง€๋Š” ๊ฑฐ๋ž€ ๋ง ๋ญ๋ž˜? ๋ชฐ๋ผ์š”
There were two roads out of Ashton, a new one which was paved, and an older one that wasn't. People didn't use the old one anymore, and it had developed a reputation for being haunted.
๊ธธ์€ ๋‘ ๊ฐˆ๋ž˜์˜€๋‹ค ํฌ์žฅ๋œ ์ƒˆ ๊ธธ๊ณผ, ์˜ค๋ž˜๋œ ๊ธธ ์˜ค๋ž˜๋œ ๊ธธ์€ ๊ท€์‹ ์ด ๋‹ค๋‹Œ๋‹ค๋Š” ์†Œ๋ฌธ์ด ์ž์žํ–ˆ์ง€
You know anyone who's taken it? That poet, Norther Winslow, did. He was going to Paris, France. I guess he liked it. No one ever heard from him again.
์ง€๋‚˜๊ฐ„ ์‚ฌ๋žŒ์€ ์žˆ์–ด? ์‹œ์ธ ๋…ธ๋” ์œˆ์ฆ๋กœ์š” ํŒŒ๋ฆฌ๋กœ ๊ฐ”๋‹ค๋Š”๋ฐ ์–ด๋–ป๊ฒŒ ๋๋Š”์ง„ ์•„๋ฌด๋„ ๋ชฐ๋ผ์š”
I'll cut through here, and I'll meet you on the far side. Here. Just to be sure, you can take my pack. Why, you son of a-- The truth is, I was never a reasonable man.
๋‚œ ์ˆฒ์„ ํ†ต๊ณผํ•  ํ…Œ๋‹ˆ ๋ฐ˜๋Œ€ํŽธ์—์„œ ๋งŒ๋‚˜์š” ์—ฌ๊ธฐ ๋ชป ๋ฏฟ๊ฒ ์œผ๋ฉด ๋‚ด ๊ฐ€๋ฐฉ ๊ฐ€์ ธ๊ฐ€์š” ์ด ๋นŒ์–ด๋จน์„... ๋ฌธ์  ... ๋‚œ ๊ทธ๋Ÿฐ ์‚ฌ๋žŒ์ด ์•„๋‹ˆ์—ˆ๋‹จ ๊ฑฐ์ง€
And what I recall of Sunday School was... that the more difficult something became, the more rewarding it was in the end. What's your name? Edward Bloom.
์–ด๋ฆด ๋•Œ๋ฅผ ๋Œ์•„๋ณด๋ฉด ์–ด๋ ค์šด ์ผ์ผ์ˆ˜๋ก ๋ณด๋žŒ์ด ์ปธ๋˜ ๊ฒƒ ๊ฐ™์•„ ์ด๋ฆ„์ด ๋ญ์ฃ ? ์—๋“œ์›Œ๋“œ ๋ธ”๋ฃธ์ด์—์š”
Hmm... Bloom, like a flower? Yes. Oh, here. Here you are, right here. Edward Bloom. Hmm. We weren't expecting you yet. You were expecting me? Not yet.
'๊ฝƒ ํ•€๋‹ค'์˜ '๋ธ”๋ฃธ'? ๋„ค ์—ฌ๊น„๋„ค์š”! ์—๋“œ์›Œ๋“œ ๋ธ”๋ฃธ ์•„์ง ์˜ฌ ๋•Œ๊ฐ€ ์•„๋‹Œ๋ฐ ์ ˆ ๊ธฐ๋‹ค๋ ธ๋‚˜์š”? ์•„์ง์€์š”
You must've taken a shortcut. Why, yes, I did. It almost killed me. Mm, life'll do that to you, and truthfully, the long way is easier... but it's longer. Much longer. Well, what is this place?
์ง€๋ฆ„๊ธธ๋กœ ์™”๊ตฐ์š” ๋งž์•„์š”, ๊ฑฐ์˜ ์ฃฝ์„ ๋ป”ํ–ˆ์ฃ  ์‚ถ์ด๋ž€ ๊ฒŒ ๊ทธ๋ž˜์š” ๋จผ ๊ธธ์ด ๋” ์‰ฌ์šธ ๋•Œ๊ฐ€ ์žˆ์ง€ ์˜ค๋ž˜ ๊ฑธ๋ฆฌ์ง€๋งŒ ํ›จ์”ฌ ์˜ค๋ž˜ ์—ฌ๊ธฐ๊ฐ€ ์–ด๋””์ฃ ?
The town of Spectre. Best-kept secret in Alabama! Hell, last person we had from Ashton was Norther Winslow. The poet? What ever happened to him?
์œ ๋ น ๋งˆ์„์ด์˜ค ์•„์ฃผ ๋น„๋ฐ€์Šค๋Ÿฌ์šด ๊ณณ์ด์ง€! ๊ฑฐ๊ธฐ์„œ ์˜จ ๊ฑด ์œˆ์ฆ๋กœ๊ฐ€ ๋งˆ์ง€๋ง‰์ด์—ˆ์†Œ ๊ทธ ์‹œ์ธ์š”? ์–ด๋””๋กœ ๊ฐ”์ฃ ?
He's still here. Let me buy you a drink. I'll tell you all about it. Hell, I'll have him tell you! I have to meet somebody, and I'm already running late. Now, son, I already told you. You're early. Now, tell me if that isn't the best pie you ever ate.
์•„์ง ์žˆ์–ด์š” ์–ด์จŒ๋“  ํ•œ์ž”ํ•˜๋ฉด์„œ ์–˜๊ธฐํ•ฉ์‹œ๋‹ค ์œˆ์ฆ๋กœ๋„ ๋ถ€๋ฅด๊ณ  ์•ฝ์†์ด ์žˆ๋Š”๋ฐ ๋ฒŒ์จ ๋Šฆ์—ˆ์–ด์š” ์•„๊นŒ ๋งํ–ˆ์ž–์†Œ ๋‹น์‹ ์€ ์ผ์ฐ ์™”๋‹ค๊ณ  ๋‹น์‹ ์ด ๋จน์–ด๋ณธ ๊ฒƒ ์ค‘ ์ตœ๊ณ ์ผ ๊ฑฐ์š”
It truly is. Well, everything tastes better here. Even the water is sweet. Never gets too hot, too cold, too humid... Oh. Hey, Jenny! Come back here!
๊ทธ๋ ‡๋„ค์š” ์—ฌ๊ธด ๋ชจ๋“  ๊ฒŒ ๋ง›์ด ์ข‹์•„์š” ๋ฌผ์กฐ์ฐจ ๋‹ฌ์ฃ  ๋ฅ์ง€๋„, ์ถฅ์ง€๋„ ๋ˆ…๋ˆ…ํ•˜์ง€๋„ ์•Š๊ณ  ์ œ๋‹ˆ! ์ด๋ฆฌ ์ค˜!
Jenny! Hey, I need those. There is no softer ground than town. That almost rhymes. He's our poet laureate. Come on. I've been working on this poem for 12 years. Really?
์ œ๋‹ˆ! ๋‚œ ์‹ ๋ฐœ์ด ํ•„์š”ํ•ด! ์†œํ„ธ ๊ฐ™์€ ๋Œ€์ง€์˜ˆ์š” ์‹œ์ ์ด๋„ค์š” ๋ช…์ƒ‰์ด ์‹œ์ธ์ด์ž–์†Œ, ๊ฐ‘์‹œ๋‹ค ๋‚œ 12๋…„๊ฐ„ ์ด ์‹œ๋ฅผ ์“ฐ๊ณ  ์žˆ์†Œ ๊ทธ๋ž˜์š”?
There's a lot of expectation. I don't want to disappoint my fans. May I? It's only three lines long. This is why you should never show a work in progress.
ํŒฌ๋“ค์˜ ๊ธฐ๋Œ€๊ฐ€ ์ปค์š” ์‹ค๋ง์‹œํ‚ค๋ฉด ์•ˆ ๋˜์ง€ ๋ด๋„ ๋ผ์š”? ๋”ฑ 3์ค„์ด๋„ค์š” ์ด๋ž˜์„œ ์ค‘๊ฐ„์— ๋ณด์—ฌ์ฃผ๋ฉด ์•ˆ ๋œ๋‹ค๋‹ˆ๊นŒ!
I got him. There's leeches in there. Did you see that woman? What did she look like? Well, she was, uh... Was she naked? Yeah, she was. It's not a woman. It's a fish. No one ever catches her.
์žก์•˜์–ด์š”! ๊ฑฐ๋จธ๋ฆฌ ์žˆ์–ด์š” ๊ทธ ์—ฌ์ž ๋ดค๋‹ˆ? ์–ด๋–ค ์—ฌ์ž์š”? ๊ทธ๊ฒŒ... ๋ฒ—๊ณ  ์žˆ์—ˆ์–ด์š”? ๊ทธ๋ž˜ ์—ฌ์ž๊ฐ€ ์•„๋‹ˆ๋ผ ๋ฌผ๊ณ ๊ธฐ์˜ˆ์š” ์•„๋ฌด๋„ ๋ชป ์žก์ฃ 
Fish looks different to different people. My daddy said it looked like the coon dog he had when he was a kid, back from the dead. Oh, darn. How old are you? 18. And when I'm 38, you'll be 48. That's not much difference at all. It sure is a lot now, though, huh?
์‚ฌ๋žŒ๋“ค๋งˆ๋‹ค ๋ณด๋Š” ๋ชจ์Šต์ด ๋‹ฌ๋ผ์š” ์šฐ๋ฆฌ ์•„๋นค ์–ด๋ฆด ์ ์— ๊ธฐ๋ฅด๋˜ ๋„ˆ๊ตฌ๋ฆฌ ์‚ฌ๋ƒฅ๊ฐœ๋ž‘ ๋‹ฎ์•˜๋‹ค๊ณ  ํ–ˆ์–ด์š” ์ œ๊ธธ! ๋ช‡ ์‚ด์ด์—์š”? 18์‚ด ๋‚ด๊ฐ€ 38์‚ด์ด๋ฉด ์•„์ €์”ฌ 48์‚ด ๋ณ„ ์ฐจ์ด ์—†์–ด์š” ์ง€๊ธˆ์€ ๋งŽ์€ ๊ฑฐ์•ผ
Hey, Edward! Roses are red, violets are blue, I love Spectre... Excuse me. Jenny thinks you're quite a catch. We all do. What? I said, you're quite a catch.
์—๋“œ์›Œ๋“œ! ์žฅ๋ฏธ๋Š” ๋นจ๊ฐ›๊ณ  ์ œ๋น„๊ฝƒ์€ ํŒŒ๋ž—๋‹ค ๋‚œ ์œ ๋ น ๋งˆ์„์„ ์‚ฌ๋ž‘ํ•ด ์‹ค๋ก€ ์ œ๋‹ˆ๋Š” ๋‹น์‹ ์„ ์ข‹์€ ๋ฐฐ์šฐ์ž๋กœ ์ƒ๊ฐํ•ด์š” ๋„ค? ๊ฒฐํ˜ผ ์ƒ๋Œ€์š”
I-- I-- I have to leave. Tonight. Why? This town is more than any man could ask for, and if I were to end up here, I would consider myself lucky, but the truth is, I'm just not ready to end up anywhere.
์ „ ๋– ๋‚˜์•ผ ๋ผ์š” ์˜ค๋Š˜ ๋ฐค์— ์™œ์ฃ ? ์—ฌ๊ธด ๋‚™์›์ด์—์š” ์ด๋Ÿฐ ๋ฐ์„œ ํ‰์ƒ ์‚ด ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ๋‹ค๋ฉด ํ–‰๋ณตํ•˜๊ฒ ์ง€๋งŒ ์ „ ์–ด๋””์—๋„ ์ •์ฐฉํ•  ์ค€๋น„๊ฐ€ ์•ˆ ๋ผ ์žˆ์–ด์š”
But no one's ever left. How are you gonna make it without your shoes? Well, I suspect it will hurt. A lot. Now, I'm sorry, but, well, goodbye.
์—ฌ๊ธธ ๋– ๋‚œ ์‚ฌ๋žŒ์€ ์—†์†Œ! ์‹ ๋ฐœ๋„ ์—†์ด ์–ด๋–ป๊ฒŒ ๋– ๋‚  ๊ฑด๋ฐ์š”? ๋ฐœ์ด ์•„ํ”„๊ฒ ์ง€, ์•„์ฃผ ๋งŽ์ด ์ฃ„์†กํ•ด์š”, ํ•˜์ง€๋งŒ... ์•ˆ๋…•ํžˆ ๊ณ„์„ธ์š”
You won't find a better place! I don't expect to. Promise me you'll come back. I promise. Some day. When I'm really supposed to. That night, I reached two conclusions.
๋” ๋‚˜์€ ๊ณณ๋„ ์—†์†Œ! ๊ธฐ๋Œ€ ์•ˆ ํ•ด์š” ๋Œ์•„์˜ฌ ๊ฑฐ๋ผ๊ณ  ์•ฝ์†ํ•ด์š” ์•ฝ์†ํ• ๊ฒŒ, ์–ธ์  ๊ฐ„ ์ •๋ง ๋Œ์•„์™€์•ผ ํ•  ๋•Œ ๊ทธ๋‚  ๋ฐค, ๋‚œ ๋‘ ๊ฐ€์ง€ ๊ฒฐ๋ก ์— ๋‹ค๋‹ค๋ž๋‹ค
Ah! Oh! The first was that a dangerous path is made much worse by darkness. The second was that I was hopelessly and irrevocably lost. These woods would become my graveyard.
์œ„ํ—˜ํ•œ ๊ธธ์€ ์–ด๋‘์šธ์ˆ˜๋ก ๋” ๋‚˜๋น ์ง„๋‹จ ๊ฒƒ๊ณผ ๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ์ ˆ๋ง์ ์œผ๋กœ ๊ธธ์„ ์žƒ์—ˆ๋‹จ ์‚ฌ์‹ค ๊ทธ ์ˆฒ์ด ๋‚ด ๋ฌ˜์ง€๊ฐ€ ๋  ์ˆ˜๋„ ์žˆ์—ˆ์–ด
As difficult as it was to reach Spectre, I was fated to get there eventually. After all, no man can avoid reaching the end of his life. And then I realized, this wasn't the end of my life.
๊ทธ๋ ‡๊ฒŒ ์–ด๋ ต๊ฒŒ ๋“ค์–ด๊ฐ”๋˜ ๋งŒํผ ๋‚œ ๊ฒฐ๊ตญ ๋Œ์•„๊ฐˆ ์šด๋ช…์ด์—ˆ๋‹ค ์•„๋ฌด๋„ ์ž๊ธฐ ์‚ถ์˜ ๋์„ ํ”ผํ•  ์ˆœ ์—†์ง€ ํ•˜์ง€๋งŒ ์ด๊ฒŒ ๋์ด ์•„๋‹ˆ๋ž€ ๊ฑธ ๊นจ๋‹ฌ์•˜๋‹ค