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Men are the most horrible creatures, honey.
They will ruin your life, mark my words.
Everything is horrible.
Bunky, that's my husband, he just vanished last week. | ๋จ์๋ ๋์ฐํ ๋๋ฌผ์ด์ผ
๋ค ์ธ์์ ๋ง๊ฐ๋จ๋ฆด ๊ฑฐ์ผ
๋ชจ๋ ๊ฒ ๋์ฐํด์
๊ทธ ์ฌ๋์ ์ง๋์ฃผ์ ์ฌ๋ผ์ ธ๋ฒ๋ ธ์ด์ |
He took all the money, my jewelry, the car.
Most of my clothes were in the trunk.
He's in big trouble with the law.
Mmm-hmm. Drugs or something. | ๋ด ๋๊ณผ ๋ณด์ ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ ์ฐจ๋ฅผ ๊ฐ์ ธ๊ฐ์ฃ
๋ด ์ท์ ๋๋ถ๋ถ ํธ๋ ํฌ์ ์์์ด์
๊ฒฝ์ฐฐ์ ์ซ๊ธฐ๊ณ ์์ด์
๋ง์ฝ ๊ฐ์ ๊ฑฐ์ |
The police keep questioning me, but I don't know anything.
They say that our marriage may not be legal.
Well, I wish you'd have said something.
I was scared to. I need a job in the worst way. | ๊ฒฝ์ฐฐ์ด ์๊พธ ๋ฌป์ง๋ง ์ ์๋ ๊ฒ ์์ด์
์ ๊ฒฐํผ์ด ๋ถ๋ฒ์ผ์ง๋ ๋ชจ๋ฅธ๋์
๋ํํ
์ง์ ๋งํ์ง ๊ทธ๋ฌ์ด
๋๋ ค์ ์ด์, ์ผ์๋ฆฌ๊ฐ ์ ์คํ ํ์ํ๊ฑฐ๋ ์ |
Of course, it won't.
I really don't think things could get any worse.
Of course, they can. We are awful.
We are all hateful, awful people.
Here all we've been talking about is weddings and psychotic animals. | ๋๋ ์์
์ด์ ๋ญ๊ฐ ๋ ๋๋น ์ง๊ฒ ์ด์?
๋ ๋๋น ์ง ์๋ ์์ด ๋์ฐํด์
์ฐ๋ฆฌ ๋ชจ๋ ๋์ฐํ ์ฌ๋๋ค์ด์์
ํ์ ๊ฑฐ๋ฆฌ๊ฐ ๊ฒฐํผ๊ณผ ๋ฏธ์น ๋๋ฌผ ์๊ธฐ๋ฟ์ด์์? |
What can we do to help?
I know one thing I can do. This afternoon you're going to drop by my house and have some bleeding armadillo groom's cake. Oh, yes, you must. Oh, no, I couldn't. | ๋์์ค ๊ฒ ์์๊น?
ํ ๊ฐ์ง๊ฐ ์์ด์ ์ค๋ ์ฐ๋ฆฌ ์ง์ ์์ ๊ทธ ๋๋ฌผ ์ผ์ดํฌ๋ฅผ ๋จน์ด์ ๋ง์, ๊ทธ๋ ๊ฒ ํด ๊ทธ๋ด ์ ์์ด์ |
I still get real emotional sometimes.
Not today you won't. It's going to be a great party.
Well, I don't have anything to wear. I'll bet I have something that will do. I'll call the house. | ์์ง๋ ๋ง์์ด ๋ถ์ํด์
์ค๋์ ๊ด์ฐฎ์ ๊ฑฐ์์ ๋ฉ์ง ํํฐ์์
์
์ ๊ฒ๋ ์์ด์ ๋ด๊ฐ ๋ง๋ จํ ํ
๋ ๊ฑฑ์ ๋ง์ |
Uh, thanks.
All right. Load me up.
Ready? All right.
We're ready.
All right.
Are you ready? Stand back. Here we go.
What the hell is that? | ๊ณ ๋ง์์
์ข์, ์ฅ์ ํด ๋ค
๋์ด์ ํจ์ฆ๋ค ์ข์์
์ค๋น๋์ด
์ข์์ด
์ค๋น๋์ด? ๋ฌผ๋ฌ์, ๊ฐ๋ค!
์ ๊ฒ ๋๋์ฒด ๋ญ์ผ? |
You got them through the legs, Dad! You nailed them! -Yeah! -Yeah!
I hope no one was hurt. Shelby, get my things.
Rhett!
Miss Ouiser, that dog will eat Daddy alive. | - ์ ๋๋ก ํผ๋ด์คฌ์ด์! - ๋ช
์ค์ด์์
์๋ฌด๋ ๋ค์น์ง ์์๊ฒ ์ง? ์
ธ๋น, ๊ฐ๋ฐฉ ์ข ์ค
๋ ํธ!
๊ฐ๊ฐ ์๋น ๋ฅผ ๋ฌผ์ง๋ ๋ชฐ๋ผ์ |
Oh, no!
Ouiser, talk to your dog! He'll listen to you!
Please! It's my wedding day. Say something to your dog.
Kill, Rhett! Kill!
Daddy, we're coming! | ์ด๋ฐ, ์ ๋ผ
์์ , ๊ฐ ์ข ๋ถ๋ฌ์ ๋น์ ๋ง์ ๋ฃ์์์
์ ๊ฒฐํผ์ ๋ ์ด์์ ๊ฐ ์ข ๋ง๋ ค์!
์ฃฝ์ฌ, ์ฃฝ์ฌ๋ฒ๋ ค!
์๋น , ๋ฌด์จ ์ผ์ด์์? |
Bite him in the balls!
Sorry.
I'm sorry.
Now.
Shelby.
Shelby, it's time.
Daddy, it's time.
Daddy, it's time.
-It's time. -It's time! | ๋์ ๊ฑฐ์๊ธฐ๋ฅผ ๋ฌผ์ด๋ฒ๋ ค!
์ฃ์กํด์
์ฃ์กํด์
์ง๊ธ์ด์ผ
์
ธ๋น
์ง๊ธ ๋๊ฐ์ผ ํด
์๋น , ๋๊ฐ ์๊ฐ์ด๋์
์๋น ! ๋๊ฐ ์๊ฐ์ด์์
- ๋๊ฐ ์๊ฐ์ด๋ผ๊ณ ? - ๋ค |
Who gives this woman in marriage?
Her mother and I do!
Dearly beloved...
This has been the happiest day of my life, Daddy.
Oh, I'm glad, sugar. | ๋๊ฐ ์ด ๊ฒฐํผ์ ์น๋ํ์ฃ ?
์ ์๋ง์ ๋ด๊ฐ์
์กด๊ฒฝํ๋...
๋ด ์์ ์ต๊ณ ์ ๋ ์ด์์
๋๋ ๊ธฐ์๋จ๋ค |
I'm not talking too loud, am I? No, you're fine.
Shelby loves you very much.
I hope so.
It cost me $60 to rent this sucker.
I--I'm being serious.
So am I. I got the receipt right here. | ๋ด ๋ชฉ์๋ฆฌ๊ฐ ๋๋ฌด ํฌ๋? ์๋์, ๊ด์ฐฎ์์
๋ธ์ ์๋ค๋ฅผ ๋งค์ฐ ์ฌ๋ํด
๊ทธ๋์ผ์ฃ
์ด ์ท์ ๋น๋ฆฌ๋ ๋ฐ 60๋ฌ๋ฌ๋ ์ผ๊ฑฐ๋ ์
๋ ์ฌ๊ฐํด
์ ๋ ๊ทธ๋์ ์์์ฆ๋ ์์ด์ |
Could I say this, please?
Shelby is so happy.
I know when you're young it seems like everything will always be perfect. Maybe it will be.
Promise me you'll think about it before you make any big decisions about family.
M'Lynn, I know what you're saying. | ์ด ๋ง์ ์ข ํด๋ ๋ ๊น?
์
ธ๋น๋ ๋ฌด์ฒ ํ๋ณตํด
์ ์ ๋๋ ๋ชจ๋ ๊ฒ ๋ ์๋ฒฝํ ๊ฒ ๊ฐ๊ณ ๊ทธ๋ด์ง๋ ๋ชฐ๋ผ
๊ฐ์กฑ ๊ณํ์ ํ ๋ ์ ์คํ ํ๊ฒ ๋ค๊ณ ์ฝ์ํด์ฃผ๊ฒ
๋ฌด์จ ๋ง์์ด์ ์ง ์์์ |
Good.
What can I get you?
Nothing. No, thanks.
You sure? It's free.
Oh? Come on. What will it be?
A Cherry Coke.
Sure.
So, are you a friend of the bride or the groom? | ์ข์
๋ญ ๋๋ฆด๊น์?
์๋, ๊ด์ฐฎ์์
๊ทธ๋์? ๊ณต์ง์ธ๋ฐ
์ด์์, ๋ง์ํ์ธ์
์ฒด๋ฆฌ ์ฝํฌ์
์์์ด์
์ ๋ถ ์น๊ตฌ์์? ์๋๋ฉด ์ ๋? |
Neither. Sh-Shelby invited me.
I don't know why I'm here.
I'm Sammy.
And this here's the best Cherry Coke in the history of the world.
Can I help you, sir? | ์ด๋ ์ชฝ๋ ์๋์์ ์
ธ๋น๊ฐ ์ด๋ํ์ด์
๋ด๊ฐ ์ ์๋์ง๋ ๋ชจ๋ฅด๊ฒ ์ด์
์๋ฏธ๋ผ๊ณ ํฉ๋๋ค
์ญ์ฌ์ ์ ๋ ์์ด ๋ง์๋ ์ฒด๋ฆฌ ์ฝ์
๋๋ค
๋ญ ๋๋ฆด๊น์? |
That Jackson, he is one big hangin' man.
Yes, I know. Nancy Beth, come along.
Calories, calories.
Calories, calories.
I don't like Belle Marmillion. | ์ญ์จ์ ์์ฃผ ๊ทผ์ฌํ๊ฒ ์๊ฒผ์ด
๋ค, ๊ทธ๋์ ๋ธ์ ๋ฒ ์ค, ๊ฐ์
์ด์ฐ๋ค, ์ด์ช
"์ด์ฐ๋ค, ์ด์ช"
๋ฒจ์ด ์ซ์ด์ |
I don't trust anybody that does their own hair. I don't think it's normal.
She's the best volunteer we have at the Mental Guidance Center.
She's so good with troubled children. | ์๊ธฐ ๋จธ๋ฆฌ๋ฅผ ์์ ํ๋ ์ฌ๋์ ๋น์ ์์ด์์
์ ์ ์ฌํ ์ผํฐ์์๋ ์ต๊ณ ์ ์์๋ด์ฌ์์์
์ด๋ฆฐ์ ๋ค์ ์ ๋ค๋ค์ |
Wish I'd taken Louie there and got him straightened out.
I should have known he had problems when his imaginary playmates wouldn't play with him.
Your boy grew up fine. He's just a little scary. | ์๋ค์ ๊ฑฐ๊ธฐ ๋ณด๋์ผ๋ฉด ์ ์ ์ฐจ๋ ธ์ ํ
๋ฐ
๊ฑ์ ์์ ์์ ์น๊ตฌ๊ฐ ์ ๋์์ค ๋ ๋ฌธ์ ๋ฅผ ์์์ด์ผ ํ์ด์
์ ํค์ ์ด์ ์ ๊ฐ ์ข ๋ฌด์ญ๊ธด ํ์ง๋ง์ |
I just think it would be fun to have access to all that secret personal information.
Come on, tell me some of your most bizarre cases, and I'll see if I can figure out who they are. | ๊ฐ์ธ์ ์ธ ๋น๋ฐ์ ์๊ฒ ๋๋ฉด ์ฌ๋ฏธ์์ ๊ฑฐ์์
๊ฐ์ฅ ์ด์ํ ์ฌ๋์ด ๋๊ตฌ์์ด์? ํ๋ฒ ๋งํ๋ณผ๊น์? ์ ๋ผ์ |
No. There's some pretty sick tickets in this town.
I will do no such thing. Now cut that out. You old fuddy-duddy.
Oh, what a shame.
I mean it, Drum. | ๋ง์ด ๊ฐ ๋ง์ ์ฌ๋์ด ๋ช ๋ช
์์ด์
๊ทธ๋ฐ ์๊ธฐ ํ๊ณ ์ถ์ง ์์์ ๋น์ ์ ์ฐ ์ธ๋์์
์ด๋ฐ, ์ด๋ฐ
์ ๋ง์ด์์ |
Can we call a truce long enough for me to get a piece of cake?
Thanks, Ouiser.
Nothing like a good piece of ass.
Clairee, you know I'd rather walk on my lips than to criticize anybody.
But Janice Van Meter... | ์ผ์ดํฌ ํ ์ชฝ์ ์ํด ํด์ ํ ์ ์์๊น์?
๊ณ ๋ง์
์ญ์ ์๋ฉ์ด๊ฐ ์ต๊ณ ์ฃ
ํด๋ ๋ฆฌ, ๋ ๋ค๋ฅธ ์ฌ๋๋ค ์ํ๋ ๊ฑด ์ซ์ดํ์ง๋ง
์ฌ๋์ค๋... |
I know.
I bet money she's paid $500 for that dress and don't even bother to wear a girdle.
Looks like two pigs fighting under a blanket.
I haven't left the house without Lycra on these thighs since I was 14. | ์์์
์ ์ท์ 500๋ฌ๋ฌ๋ ์ผ์ ๊ฑฐ์์ ๊ฑฐ๋ค๋ ์ ์
๊ณ
๊ผญ ๋ผ์ง ๋ ๋ง๋ฆฌ๊ฐ ๋ด์ ๋ฐ์์ ์ธ์ฐ๋ ๊ฒ ๊ฐ์์
๋ 14์ด ์ดํ ์ธ์ถํ ๋ ๊ผญ ์คํํน์ ์ ์์ด์ |
You were brought up right.
-Congratulations, Drum. Fantastic party. -Big day, isn't it?
Ouiser? Ouiser, there's someone I'd like you to meet.
That looks like an autopsy. | ๊ต์ก์ ์ ๋ฐ์๊ตฐ์
- ์ถํํ๋ค, ํ๋ฅญํ ํํฐ์ผ - ์ต๊ณ ์ผ
์๊ฐํ ์ฌ๋์ด ์์ด์
๊ผญ ์์ฒด ๊ฐ๊ตฐ์ |
This is Jackson's aunt, Fern Thornton.
From Alexandria.
She made the cake.
You did this? Guilty.
Well, it's very simple, really. It just takes patience. | ์๋ ์ฐ๋๋ฆฌ์์์ ์จ
์ญ์จ์ ๊ณ ๋ชจ์์
์ผ์ดํฌ๋ฅผ ๋ง๋์ ๋ถ์ด์ฃ
์ด๊ฑธ ๋ง๋ค์์ด์? ๋ค
์ธ๋ด์ฌ๋ง ์์ผ๋ฉด ๋๊ตฌ๋ ๋ง๋ค ์ ์์ด์ |
You only do armadillos?
No. I can do anything, except snakes. I don't have the counter space.
Well, this is it. You're finally rid of me.
Corsages are pretty stupid when you think about it, aren't they? | ์ด ๋๋ฌผ๋ง ๋ง๋ค์ด์?
์๋ฌด๊ฑฐ๋ ๋ง๋ค ์ ์์ด์ ๋ฑ๋ง ๋นผ๊ณ ์ ๊ธธ์ด๊ฐ ๋๋ฌด ๊ธธ์ด์์
์ด์ ๊ทธ๋ง์ด๊ตฐ์ ๊ฒฐ๊ตญ ๋ ์น์๋ฒ๋ฆฌ๋๊ตฐ์
์ด๋ฐ ์ฅ์์ ์ฌ์ค ์ข ์ด์ค๋ฝ์ฃ ? |
Mama, Jackson will take care of me.
And I'll take care of him.
And I'm not stupid.
I'll get my bags.
What did they do to it?
Let me put it this way.
If you and Jackson want to practice safe sex, you're all set. | ๋ด๊ฒ ์ํด์ค ๊ฑฐ์์
๋๋ ๊ทธ ์ฌ๋์ ์ ๋ณด์ดํด์ค ๊ฑฐ๊ณ ์
๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ ๋ ๋ฐ๋ณด๊ฐ ์๋์์
๊ฐ๋ฐฉ์ ์ฑ๊ฒจ์ผ๊ฒ ์ด์
๊ฑฐ๊ธฐ๋ค ๋ฌด์จ ์ง์ ํ์ด์?
์ด๋ ๊ฒ ๋งํ ๊ฒ
์ญ์จ๊ณผ ์์ ํ ์น์ค๋ฅผ ํ๋ฉด ๋ค ๊ด์ฐฎ์ ๊ฑฐ์ผ |
Yeah. But I'll have sweet dreams with this under my pillow.
Tell your husband I hope he feels better. He's going to be fine.
-Say hello to Spud for me. -I'll do it. | ์ด๊ฒ ๋๋ถ์ ์ข์ ๊ฟ์ ๊ฟ ๊ฑฐ์์
๋จํธ์๊ฒ ์พ์ ๋ฐ๋๋ค๊ณ ๋งํด์ค์ ๊ณง ์ข์์ง ๊ฑฐ์์
- ๋จํธ์๊ฒ ์๋ถ ์ ํด์ค์ - ๊ทธ๋ด๊ฒ์ |
Okay. I'm sure he's sorry he missed all this. Such a beautiful wedding. -Thanks, Truvy. -Thanks a lot, bye.
You're leaving so soon?
Hi.
Hello. | ์ด๋ฐ ๋ฉ์ง ๊ฒฐํผ์์ ๋์ณ์ ํํํ ๊ฑฐ์์ - ๊ณ ๋ง์์ - ์๋
ํ ๊ณ์ธ์
๋ฒ์จ ๊ฐ์ธ์?
์๋
์๋
ํ์ธ์? |
Would you like a ride?
I have new shoes.
Have to break them in.
Well, good night. It was a lovely day.
-Keep her away from me, will you? -Stop it. | ๋ชจ์
๋ค ๋๋ฆด๊น์?
๊ตฌ๋๋ฅผ ์๋ก ์ฌ์
๊ธธ๋ค์ฌ์ผ ํด์
์ ์์ด์ ๋ฉ์ง ๋ฐค์ด์์ฃ
- ๊ทธ ์ฌ์ ์ข ์ ๋ฆฌ ๋ฐ๋ ค๊ฐ์ - ๊ทธ๋ง ํด์ |
Walk me home, Clairee.
You just live over there.
I don't want to walk in that house by myself.
You watch the evening news.
You watch the news. You know what kind of world we're living in. Walk me home. Who's going to walk me home? | ๋๋ ๊ฐ์ด ๊ฐ์
๋ฐ๋ก ์ ๊ธฐ ์ด์์์
ํผ์ ์ง์ ๊ฐ๊ธฐ ์ซ์ด์
์ ๋
๋ด์ค ๋ดค์ด์?
๋ด์ค ๋ณด๋ฉด ์์์์ ๋์ฐํ ์ธ์์ด์์ ์ง์ ๊ฐ์ด ๊ฐ์ ๋๋ ๋๊ฐ ๋ฐ๋ ค๋ค ์ฃผ๊ณ ์? |
You've got the flashlight.
My car's parked over there.
This is ridiculous. You're only a few feet away. Will you follow me? Follow me.
You're acting like a child, you know that? The older you get, the sillier you get. | ์์ ๋ฑ์ด ์์์์
๋ด ์ฐจ๊ฐ ๋ฐ๋ก ์ ๊ธฐ ์๋๋ฐ ์ด์์
์ง์ด ๋ฐ๋ก ์ฝ์์ธ๋ฐ ์๊ธฐ๋๊ตฐ์ ๋ฐ๋ผ์ค์ธ์
์ด๋ฆฐ์ ๊ฐ์์, ๋์์๋ก ๋ฐ๋ณด๊ฐ ๋๋ ๊ฒ ๊ฐ์์ |
The older you get, the uglier you get.
And last, but never least,
Get it while the getting's good! Best food in Louisiana!
Blood, sweat, and tears go in every little bowlful, right, boys? | ๋น์ ์ ๋์์๋ก ๋ ์ถํด์ง๋ ๊ฒ ๊ฐ์์
์ฌ๋ฌ๋ถ, ์ฐํ์ ๊ฐ์ด ์ผํ ์ฌํด์
๋ฐ๋ํ๊ณ ๋ง์์ด์! ๋ฃจ์ด์ง์ ๋ ์ต๊ณ ์ ๋ง์ด์์!
๋ชจ๋ ์ ์ฑ๊ณผ ๋
ธ๋ ฅ์ด ๋ด๊ฒผ์ด์, ์ ๊ทธ๋์? |
That's right, Truvy.
One, two, three, four... Shelby! Shelby, hi! Well, get your little country butt over here.
Were you trying to sneak by us without buying some of our jumbo shrimp? No. They're hot and spicy, just like Annelle.
Truvy, stop. | ๋ง์์
ํ๋, ๋, ์
, ๋ท ์
ธ๋น! ์ด์ ์ ์๋
ํ์ธ์
์ฐ๋ฆฌ๊ฐ ๋ง๋ ์์ฐ ํ๊น๋ ์ ์ฌ๊ณ ๊ฐ ๊ฑฐ์ผ? ์๋์ ์ ๋ฌ์ฒ๋ผ ํ๋ํ๊ณ ๋จ๊ฑฐ์
๊ทธ๋ง ํด์! |
No thanks, I'm just killing time.
Jackson's found a firearm. We may never see him again.
How about iced tea? It's the house wine of the south.
-Perfect. -Oh, coming up. | ์๋, ๋์ด์
์ด์ ๋ณด๊ณ ํ์ฅํ ๋จํธ์ ๊ธฐ๋ค๋ฆฌ๊ณ ์์ด์
์์ด์ค ํฐ๋? ์ฌ์ ์์ธ์ด์ผ
- ์ข์์ - ์ฌ๊ธฐ ์์ด์ |
Bet your mama's happy you got home in time for the festival.
I wouldn't miss the festival for the world! How's your family?
Oh, fine. Spud's as outgoing as ever.
Truvy... | ์๋ง๊ฐ ์ถ์ ๋์ ๋ค๊ฐ ์ง์ ์์ ๊ธฐ์์ค ๊ฑฐ์ผ
์ด ์ถ์ ๋ ์ ๋ง ๋ฉ์ ธ์ ๋ค๋ค ์๋
ํ์ธ์?
์ข์ ๋จํธ์ ์ธ์ถ์ด ์ฆ๊ณ
์์ค๋ง! |
-Get your money away. -Thanks.
One? Big one? Well, my hair's not the only thing that's changed.
So much has happened.
After they finally put Bunky Dupuy behind bars and I was rid of him,
I went wild. I was running around drinking, smoking. | - ๋์ด์ - ๊ณ ๋ง์์
ํฐ ๊ฑฐ? ํฐ ๊ฑฐ ๋ด ๋จธ๋ฆฌ๋ง ๋ณํ ๊ฒ ์๋๊ณ
๋ง์ ๊ฒ์ด ๋ณํ์ด์
๋จํธ์ด ์กํ๊ฐ์ ๋ง์์์ ์ง์ ์ด์
์ ๊ณผ ๋ด๋ฐฐ๋ฅผ ํ๋ฉฐ ๊ฑฐ์น ์ด์ก์ฃ |
Truvy helped me see the error of my ways.
She gave me a place to live.
Now I go to church. I've done guest lectures on beauty at the trade school. | ์์ค๋ง๊ฐ ๋ฐ๋ฅธ ๊ธธ์ ์๋ ค์คฌ๊ณ
์ด ๊ณณ๋ ๋ง๋ จํด์ฃผ์
จ์ด์
๊ตํ๋ ๋ค๋๊ณ ๋ฏธ์ฉ ํ๊ต์ ์ถ๊ฐ๋ ํ์ด์ |
Annelle's become one of the hottest tickets in town.
-Oh, Truvy, hush. -It's true.
Well, I am enjoying the city more, and I'm so excited about this Christmas festival. | ์ ๋ฌ์ ๋ง์์์ ๊ฐ์ฅ ์ธ๊ธฐ๊ฐ ์ข์
- ์์ค๋ง - ์ฌ์ค์ด์ผ
๋ง์์ด ๋ ๋ง์์ ๋ค๊ณ ์ด ์ถ์ ๋ ์ ๋ง ๋ฉ์ ธ์ |
There's a Messiah sing-along tomorrow.
What's the matter? Oh, nobody move! Nobody move! My contact! Oh, no! Stay back!
Wait, don't move! Can you back up, please? | ๋ด์ผ์ ๋ฉ์์๋ฅผ ๋ถ๋ฅผ ํฉ์ฐฝ๋จ๋ ์์
์๋ฌด๋ ์์ง์ด์ง ๋ง์ธ์! ์ ๋ฌ ๋ด ์ฝํํธ๋ ์ฆ์! ์์ง์ด์ง ๋ง์ธ์! ๋ฌผ๋ฌ์ ์ฃผ์ธ์!
์ฐพ์ ์ ์์ด์ ์กฐ๊ธ ๋ฌผ๋ฌ๋ ์ฃผ์๊ฒ ์ด์? |
Hello, darlings, when did you get into town?
This afternoon. Here, merry Christmas. Thank you. I've been trying to show Jackson everything. He's never been to the festival. | ๋ฐ๊ฐ์! ์ธ์ ์์ง?
์ค๋ ์คํ์ ์์ด์ ์ฆ๊ฑฐ์ด ์ฑํ ๋ณด๋ด์ธ์ ๊ณ ๋ง์ ๋จํธ์ ์ถ์ ๋ฅผ ๋ณธ ์ ์ด ์์ด์ ๋ณด์ฌ์ฃผ๊ณ ์์ด์ |
Make sure you listen to the football game tonight. Sure. What are we listening for? Me. I'm a working girl now. Didn't your mama tell you? Mama never tells anyone anything. | ์ค๋ ๋ผ๋์ค ํ๋ณผ ์ค๊ณ ๋์น์ง ๋ง ์์? ๋ญ๊ฐ ๋์์? ๋, ์ผํ๊ณ ์๊ฑฐ๋ ์๋ง๊ฐ ๋ง ์ ํด? ์๋ง๋ ๋ง์์ ์ ํ์ธ์ |
I'm the color announcer for The Devils. I'm fabulous.
I'm just too colorful for words.
Nice of them to let you talk on the radio. Nice, nothing. I own the radio station.
You bought it! Yes, KPPD. | ํ๋ณผ ๋ณด์กฐ ํด์ค์๊ฐ ๋์ผ ์ ๋ช
ํ์ง
๋๋ฌด ํด์ค์ ์ํด์ ํ์ด์ง๋ง
์์ค๋ง๋ฅผ ๊ณ ์ฉํ๋ค๋ ์๋๊ตฐ์ ๋ณ๊ฒ ์๋์ผ, ๋ฐฉ์ก๊ตญ์ ์๊ฑฐ๋
์๋ค๊ณ ์? ๊ทธ๋, KPPD ๋ฐฉ์ก๊ตญ์ด์ผ |
The station of choice in Chinquapin Parish.
- Mrs. Belcher, we got to go! -Bye! Kickoff!
Well?
Nope. Rolly Bassett got the contract.
His bid was $6,000 under mine.
$6,000. | ์๋๊ฐ๋ ๋ฐฉ์ก๊ตญ์ด์ง
๋ถ์ธ, ๊ฐ ์๊ฐ์
๋๋ค - ์ ์์ด! - ์์ํฉ๋๋ค
์ด๋ป๊ฒ ๋์ด?
๋กค๋ฆฌ๊ฐ ๊ณ์ฝ์ ๋ฐ๋์ด
๋๋ณด๋ค 6์ฒ ๋ฌ๋ฌ ์ ๊ฒ ์ผ๋๊ตฐ
6์ฒ ๋ฌ๋ฌ? |
Well, he owns all his own equipment, and I don't.
It's hell to be poor and hired out.
Oh, come on, Spud.
I don't want to miss the Nativity made entirely out of sparklers. | ๋์ ์๊ธฐ ์ฅ๋น๊ฐ ์์ง๋ง ๋ ์์์
๊ฐ๋ํ ๊ฒ ์ฃ์ง
์ฌ๋ณด, ๊ทธ๋ฌ์ง ๋ง
์ฑํ์ ํ์ฌ์ ๋ถ๊ฝ๋์ด๋ ๋ณด๊ณ ์ถ์ด |
I don't feel much like it. Well, you will once we get there.
I'm happy where I am.
Spud.
We always watch the fireworks.
Whoa. That's the ball game. Final score... | ๋ณ๋ก ์๊ฐ์ด ์์ด ๊ฐ๋ณด๋ฉด ๋ฌ๋ผ์ง ๊ฑฐ์ผ
์ง๊ธ ์ด๋๋ก๊ฐ ์ข์
์คํผ๋
๋ถ๊ฝ๋์ด๋ฅผ ๋์น ์ ์ด ์์์
๋ค, ๋๋ฌ์ต๋๋ค ์ต์ข
์ ์... |
This is Bark Boone with color announcer Clairee Belcher.
Thank you, Bark.
Uh, they're lovely. I would never have chosen those white pants.
They're filthy. I would have gone with a darker color. White shows everything. | ์ ๋ ๋ฐํฌ ๋ถ์ด๊ณ ํด๋ ๋ฆฌ ํด์ค์์ ํจ๊ปํฉ๋๋ค
๊ณ ๋ง์์
์ ๋ง ๋ฉ์์ต๋๋ค ํ์ ํ์๋ ์๊ฐ๋ ๋ชป ํ์ต๋๋ค
๋๊ฐ ์ฝ๊ฒ ํ๊ธฐ ๋๋ฌธ์ ์ข ๋ ์ด๋์ด ์์ ๊ณจ๋์ ๊ฒ๋๋ค |
Just look at those grass stains. Impossible to get out. It's hard to keep white clean when you're tackled.
But I love the tops, such a vibrant purple. | ์๋ ์ผ๋ฃฉ์ ๋ณด์ญ์์ค ์ง์์ง์ง ์์ ๊ฒ๋๋ค ํํด์ ๋นํ๋ฉด ๊ทธ๋ด ์๋ฐ์ ์์ฃ
ํ์ง๋ง ์์๋ ํ๋ฅญํ๊ตฐ์ ๋ณด๋ผ์ ๊ณํต์ด๊ตฐ์ |
Bark, would you call this color grape or aubergine?
Shut up.
What?
You're making a fool out of yourself, Clairee.
This is football. All the people want to hear about is touchdowns and injuries. | ํฌ๋์์ธ๊ฐ์? ๊ฐ์ง์์
๋๊น?
์
๋ฅ์ณ์!
๋ญ๋ผ๊ณ ์?
๋ฐ๋ณด์ง ์ข ๊ทธ๋ง ํด์
์ฌ๋๋ค์ ๊ณจ์ด๋ ๊ฒฝ๊ธฐ ์ฅ๋ฉด์ ๋ฃ๊ณ ์ถ์ดํด์ |
They don't give a damn about that grape shit.
We have this new psychiatrist that comes in two days a week.
Of course, I pick her name out of the grab bag. | ํฌ๋ ๊ฐ์ ๊ฑด ํฅ๋ฏธ๋ ์์ด์
์ ์ ๊ณผ ์์ฌ๊ฐ ์๋ก ์๋๋ฐ ์ผ์ฃผ์ผ์ ๋ ๋ฒ ์ค๊ฑฐ๋
ํฌ๋ฆฌ์ค๋ง์ค ์ ๋ฌผ ๋ฝ๊ธฐ์์ ๊ทธ ์ฌ์ ์ด๋ฆ์ ๋ฝ์์ด |
I got to pick something up for her tomorrow. Would you put that down on the list?
I have no idea what to get your father.
What's Jackson giving you, do you know? | ๋ด์ผ ์ ๋ฌผ์ ํด์ผ ํด ์ผํ ๋ชฉ๋ก์ ์ ์๋?
์๋น ์๊ฒ ๋ญ ํ ์ง ๋ชจ๋ฅด๊ฒ ์ด
์ญ์จ์ ๋์๊ฒ ๋ญ ์ค๋? |
Furniture.
Furniture? Well, my.
Must be nice to be married to a rich lawyer.
What's it for, the living room?
No. For the nursery.
We wanted to tell you when you and Daddy were together, but you're never together, so... It's every man for himself.
I'm pregnant. | ๊ฐ๊ตฌ์
๊ฐ๊ตฌ๋ผ๊ณ ? ์ด๋ฐ!
์ญ์ ๋ถ์ ๋ณํธ์ฌ์ ๊ฒฐํผํ๊ธธ ์ํ์ด
๊ฑฐ์ค์ ๋ ๊ฑฐ๋?
์๋์, ์๊ธฐ ๋ฐฉ์์
๋ถ๋ชจ๋์ด ํจ๊ป ์์ ๋ ๋งํ๋ ค๊ณ ํ๋๋ฐ ๊ธฐํ๊ฐ ์์์ด์ ๊ฐ์ ๋ฐ์์๋
์์ ํ์ด์ |
I realize that.
Well, is that it?
Is that all you're going to say?
What do you want me to say?
Well, something along the lines of "congratulations." | ์๊ฒ ๋ค
๊ทธ๊ฒ ๋ค์์?
๊ทธ๊ฒ ์ ๋ถ์์?
๋ฌด์จ ๋ง์ ๋ฃ๊ณ ์ถ์ด?
"์ถํ"๋ผ๋ ๋จ์ด ๊ฐ์ ๊ฑฐ์ |
Congratulations.
Not too much. I wouldn't want you to break a sweat or anything.
It's in July.
Oh, Mama.
You have to help me plan.
We're going to get a new house. | ์ถํํ๋ค
๋ณ๊ฑฐ ์๋์์์ ๊ทธ๋ฐ๋ฐ ์ ๋ชป ํด์ฃผ์ธ์?
7์์ด ์์ ์ด์์
์๋ง
์ ๋ฅผ ๋์์ฃผ์
์ผ ํด์
์ ์ง์ ์ป์ ๊ฑฐ์์ |
Jackson and I are going house hunting next week.
Jackson loves to hunt for anything.
What does Jackson say about all this? He's so excited.
He's really cute about the whole thing.
It's all he can talk about, Jackson Latcherie, Jr. | ๋ค์ ์ฃผ์ ์ญ์จ๊ณผ ์ง ์ฌ๋ฅ์ ๋ค๋ ๊ฑฐ์์
๊ทธ์ด๋ ์ฌ๋ฅ์ด๋ผ๋ฉด ๋ค ์ข์ํด์
๋จํธ์ ๋ญ๋ผ๊ณ ํ๋? ๋๋ฌด ๊ธฐ๋ปํด์
๋ ์๊ธฐ ์๊ธฐ๋ง ํ๋
๊ทธ์ด๊ฐ ์ฌ๋์ค๋ฌ์์ |
Does he ever listen?
I mean, when doctors and specialists give you advice, does he listen?
I know you never do. Does he?
What?
Well, I--I guess since he doesn't have to carry the baby, it really isn't any of his concern. | ๋จํธ์ด ๋ฃ๊ธฐ๋ ํ๋?
์์ฌ๋ค์ด ๋ค๊ฒ ํ๋ ๋ง์ ๋ฃ๊ธฐ๋ ํด?
๋๋ ๊ทธ๋ ๋ค ์ณ๋ ๋จํธ๋ ๊ทธ๋?
์ด๊ฒ ๋ญ์ผ?
์๊ธฐ๊ฐ ์๊ธฐ๋ฅผ ์ ๊ฐ๋๋ค๊ณ ์ด๋๋ ๋๋ ๊ฑฐ๋? |
Mama.
I want a child.
What about adoption? You filled out all the applications.
Mama, no judge is going to give a baby to someone with my medical record. | ์๋ง
๋ ์์ด๋ฅผ ์ํด์
์
์์ ์ด์ฉ๊ณ ? ์ ์ฒญํ์์
๋ด ๋ณ๋ ฅ์ผ๋ก๋ ์
์๋ ๋ถ๊ฐ๋ฅํด์ |
Jackson even put out feelers about buying one.
People do it all the time.
Listen to me.
I want a child of my own.
I think it would help things a lot. | ๋จํธ์ ๋ ์ฃผ๊ณ ์์ด๋ฅผ ์ฌ๋ ค๊ณ ๋ ํ์ด์
๋ค๋ค ๊ทธ๋ ๊ฒ ํด
๋ค์ด๋ณด์ธ์
๋ด ์์ด๋ฅผ ์ํด์
๊ทธ๋ผ ์ง๊ธ๋ณด๋ค ํจ์ฌ ์ข์์ง ๊ฑฐ์์ |
I see.
Mama, you worry too much.
In fact, I never worry 'cause I always know you're worrying enough for both of us.
Jackson and I have given this a lot of thought. Has he really? Well, there's a first time for everything. | ์์๋ค
์๋ง๋ ๊ฑฑ์ ์ด ๋๋ฌด ๋ง์์
๋ด ๊ฒ๊น์ง ๊ฑฑ์ ํด์ ๋ ๊ฑฑ์ ํ ๊ฒ ์์ด์
์ฐ๋ฆฌ๋ ์ด ๋ฌธ์ ๋ก ์๊ฐ์ ๋ง์ด ํ์ด์ ๊ทธ๋? ๋ญ๋ ๋ค ์ฒ์์ด ์์ง |
Don't start on Jackson, Mama.
Your poor body has been through so much.
Why would you deliberately do this to yourself?
Diabetics have healthy babies all the time. | ๊ทธ์ด ์๊ธฐ๋ ๊ทธ๋ง ํด์
๋ค ๋ชธ์ด ์ด๋ค์ง ์๋ฉด์
์ ์ด๋ ๊ฒ๊น์ง ํ๋ ๊ฑฐ์ผ?
๋น๋จ ํ์๋ ๊ฑด๊ฐํ ์์ด๋ฅผ ๊ฐ์ง ์ ์์ด์ |
You are special, Shelby.
There are limits to what you can do.
Nobody's going to be hurt or disappointed or even inconvenienced.
Least of all Jackson, I'm sure.
You're ready to spit nails because you can't call the shots. | ๋ ๋น๋จ๊ฐ ์ฌํด
๋ค๊ฐ ํ ์ ์๋ ๊ฒ๋ค์ด ์์ด
์๋ฌด๋ ๋ค์น๊ฑฐ๋ ์์ฌํ์ง ์๊ฒ ํ ๊ฑฐ๊ณ ๋ถํธํ๊ฒ๋ ์ ํ ๊ฒ์
ํนํ๋ ์ญ์จ์
์๋ง ๋ป๋๋ก ์ ๋๋๊น ํ๊ฐ ๋ ๊ฑฐ์ฃ ? |
I did not raise my daughter to talk to me like this.
-Yes, you did. -Oh, no, I didn't.
Whenever any of us asked you what you wanted for us when we grew up, what did you say? | ์๋งํํ
๊ทธ๋ฐ ์์ผ๋ก ๋งํ๋๋ก ๋ ํค์ด ์ ์๋ค
- ๊ทธ๋ฌ์ด์ - ์ ๊ทธ๋ฌ์ด
์๋ง๊ฐ ์ฐ๋ฆฌ์๊ฒ ์ํ๋ ๊ฒ ๋ญ์ง ๋ฌผ์ผ๋ฉด ๋ญ๋ผ๊ณ ํ์
จ์ฃ ? |
Shelby, I'm not in the mood to play games.
Just tell me what you said, Mama. What did you say?
The only thing I've ever said to you, ever, is that I want you to be happy. | ์ฅ๋ํ ๊ธฐ๋ถ์ด ์๋์ผ
๋ญ๋ผ๊ณ ๋งํ๋์ง ๋งํด์ฃผ์ธ์
๋ค๊ฐ ํ๋ณตํ๊ธธ ๋ฐ๋ ๋ฟ์ด๋ผ๊ณ ํ์ง |
Okay.
The one thing that would make me happy is to have a baby.
If I could adopt one, I would, but I can't.
I'm going to have a baby and I wish you'd be happy, too. | ๊ทธ๋์
์์ด๋ฅผ ๊ฐ๋ ๊ฒ ๋ด ํ๋ณต์ด์์
์์ด๋ฅผ ์
์ํ ์ ์๋ค๋ฉด ์ข๊ฒ ์ง๋ง, ๋ชป ํ์์์
์์ด๋ฅผ ๋ณ์ ๊ฑฐ๊ณ ์๋ง๋ ๊ธฐ๋ปํ์ผ๋ฉด ์ข๊ฒ ์ด์ |
I'll tell you what I wish.
I don't know what I wish.
Mama, I don't know why you have to make everything so difficult.
Sure, there may be risk involved, but that's true for anybody. | ๋ด๊ฐ ์ํ๋ ๊ฑธ ๋งํด์ฃผ์ง
๊ทธ๊ฒ๋ ๋ชจ๋ฅด๊ฒ ์ด
์ ์ผ์ ์ด๋ ต๊ฒ ์๊ฐํ๋์ง ๋ชจ๋ฅด๊ฒ ์ด์
์ํํ๊ธด ํ์ง๋ง ๋ชจ๋๊ฐ ๊ทธ๋ ๊ฒ ์ด์์ |
But you get through it, and life goes on.
When it's all said and done, there'll be a little piece of immortality with Jackson's good looks and my sense of style, I hope. | ํ์ง๋ง ๊ทน๋ณตํ๊ณ ์ด์์ผ ํด์
๋ถ๋ฉธ์ ํ์ ์ด ๋ ๊ฑฐ์์ ์ญ์จ์ ์ธ๋ชจ์ ์ ๋ฉ์ง ๊ฐ๊ฐ์ ํ๊ณ ๋๊ฒ ์ฃ |
Please. Please.
I need your support.
Annelle, did you do all this?
Guilty. Truvy just turned over the decoration responsibility to me.
Look. I went to the fire sale at the Baptist book store in Shreveport last week. | ์ ๋ฐ ์ ๋ฐ, ์๋ง
๋์์ด ํ์ํด์
์ด๊ฑธ ๋ค ํ์ด์?
๊ทธ๋์ ํธ๋ฃจ๋น๊ฐ ๋ํํ
๋งก๊ฒผ์ด์
์ง๋์ฃผ์๋ ๊ตํ ์์ ์ ์ธ์ผ์ ๊ฐ์ด์ |
They had mismatched manger scenes at incredibly low prices.
I cleaned them out of baby Jesuses which I made into ornaments.
She's ready to roll. Shelby, would you do the honors? | ๋๋ฌด ์ธ์ ์ด์ํ ์ ๋์์ด์
์ ๋ถ ๊นจ๋์ด ์์งํด์ ์ฅ์ํ์ฃ
์ํํด๋ ๋ผ ๋น์ ์ด ํด์ค๋์? |
Here you are, Mrs. Latcherie. Thanks, Sammy.
Ready?
Annelle, it's wonderful.
It works!
How cute.
I think your elves have gone berserk.
Well, Shelby, I wasn't expecting to see you here today.
What can I do for you?
Miss Truvy, I'm beyond help.
Honey, time marches on. And eventually you realize it's marching across your face. | ์ฌ๊ธฐ ์์ด์, ๋ถ์ธ ๊ณ ๋ง์์
์ค๋น๋์ด์?
์ ๋ฌ, ์ ๋ง ๋ฉ์ ธ์!
์๋ผ์!
์ ๋ง ๊น์ฐํด!
๊ผฌ๋ง ์ฒ์ฌ๊ฐ ์ข์์ ๋ ๋ฐ๋ ๊ฒ ๊ฐ๊ตฐ
์
ธ๋น! ์ค๋ ์ฌ ๊ฑฐ๋ผ๊ณค ์๊ฐ ๋ชป ํ๋๋ฐ
์ง๊ธ '์ฑํ์ ํน๊ธ'์ด๋
๋๊ฐ์ ์ฃผ๋ฆ์ด์ด ์๊ฒจ
์๊ฐ์ ๊ฐ๋ ๊ฑฐ์ผ ๊ฒฐ๊ตญ ์ผ๊ตด์ ๋ณด๊ณ ๊นจ๋ซ๊ฒ ๋์ง |
Stop it. Oh, no. It's Miss Ouiser.
I'm supposed to give her a pedicure today.
I hate working on her feet.
Oh, it could have been worse. She could have wanted a bikini waxing.
Let's not get graphic. Why not? | ๊ทธ๋ง ํ์ธ์ ์ ๋ผ์ ์์ ๋ถ์ธ์ด์์
์ค๋ ์ ๋ถ์ ๋ฐํฑ ์์ง์ ํด์ผ ํด์
์ ๋ง ์ซ์ด์
๋นํค๋ ์์ค ์ ํ๋ ๊ฑธ ๋คํ์ด๋ผ๊ณ ์๊ฐํด
๋๋ฌด ๊ทธ๋ฌ์ง ๋ง์ธ์ ์? |
Miss Ouiser, I met an old friend of yours.
Oh? Owen Jenkins.
Oh. Owen. Now, there's a blast from the past.
Do you remember him?
He remembers you. | ์์ค๋ง์ ์ ์น๊ตฌ๋ฅผ ๋ง๋ฌ์ด์
์ค์ธ ์ ํจ์ค์
์ค๋๋ง์ ๋ค์ด๋ณด๋ ์ด๋ฆ์ด๋ก๊ตฐ์
๊ธฐ์ตํ์ธ์? ๊ทธ๋ถ์ ๊ธฐ์ตํ๋๋ฐ
๋น์ฐํ์ง |
Of course, I remember him. He had the longest nose hair in the free world.
Well, he doesn't now. Now he hardly has any hair anywhere.
Owen's been gone from Chinquapin Parish since god was a boy. I'd forgotten he'd ever existed. | ์ด ์ธ์์์ ๊ฐ์ฅ ๊ธด ์ฝํธ์ ๊ฐ์ง ์ฌ๋์ด์ผ
์ง๊ธ์ ๋ฌ๋ผ์ ํธ์ด ๊ฑฐ์ ์์ด์
์ค์ธ์ ๊ฝค ์ค๋์ ์ ์ฌ๊ธธ ๋ ๋ฌ์ฃ ์ด์์๋ ์ค๋ ๋ชฐ๋์ด์ |
Now he lives in Monroe and goes to First Presbyterian.
When he found out where I was from, he asked me if I knew you.
He used to live in Ohio somewhere.
His wife just died recently and he's moved back down here. | ๋ชฌ๋ก์ ์ฌ์๊ณ ์ฅ๋ก๊ต ๊ต์ธ์ด ๋์
จ์ด์
๋ด ๊ณ ํฅ์ ์๊ณ ๋ ์์ค๋ง๋ฅผ ์๋๋๊ณ ๋ฌผ์์ด์
์คํ์ด์ค์ ์ฌ์
จ๋๋ฐ
์ต๊ทผ์ ์์ฒํ๊ณ ๋ค์ ์ฌ๊ธฐ๋ก ์ค์
จ์ด์ |
Does this story have a point?
No, not really. He just remembers you fondly, I think.
He was not a bad fellow, but I managed to run him off and marry the first of two total deadbeats. | ์๊ธฐ์ ์์ ์ด ๋ญ์ง?
๋ณ๊ฑด ์๋์ง๋ง ๊ทธ๋ถ์ด ์์ค๋ง๋ฅผ ์ข๊ฒ ๊ธฐ์ตํ์
์์
๋ด๊ฐ ๊ดด๋กญํ์ ๋ฉ์ฒญํ ์ฌ์๋ค๊ณผ ๋ ๋ฒ ๊ฒฐํผํ์ง |
Maybe sometime I could arrange for us all to get together.
Maybe not. Why not?
The only reason people are nice to me is because I have more money than God. | ํ๋ฒ ์๋ฆฌ๋ฅผ ๋ง๋ค๋๋ก ํด๋ณด์ฃ
์ด๋ ค์ธ์ง ๋ชฐ๋ผ ์์?
์ฌ๋๋ค์ด ๋ด๊ฒ ์ํด์ฃผ๋ ์ด์ ๋ ๋์ด ๋ง๊ธฐ ๋๋ฌธ์ด์ผ |
Now, I'm not about to open a new can of worms.
Ouiser.
What? If this is really how you feel, it isn't healthy.
I'm not crazy, M'Lynn.
I've just been in a very bad mood for 40 years. | ์ด๊ฑฐ๋ฉด ์ถฉ๋ถํ๋ ๊ทธ๋ง ํ์ง
์์ ์์?
๊ทธ๋ ๊ฒ ์๊ฐํ๋ ๊ฑด ํด๋ก์์
๋ ๋ฏธ์น์ง ์์์ด์
๊ทธ์ 40๋
๊ฐ ๊ธฐ๋ถ์ด ์ ์ข์ ๋ฟ์ด์์ |
Oh, look at you. Is that new?
Yeah, I made the dress with my own two hands. I just threw the rest of it together.
Oh. Annelle, why are you so late? Did you and Sammy get tangled up in the tinsel? | ์ ์ท์ด์ผ? ๋ฉ์ง๋ฐ?
์ ๊ฐ ์ง์ ๋ง๋ค์์ด์ ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ ์ด๊ฒ์ ๊ฒ ๋ฌ์์ด์
์ ์ด๋ ๊ฒ ๋ฆ์์ด? ์๋ฏธ๋ ์ฆ๊ฑฐ์ ๋ ๋ณด์ง? |
Truvy. You kill me.
Oh! Thank you. -Merry Christmas. -Oh, darling.
They're family, and I love 'em, but they do look like they've all been carved out of cream cheese. | ๋๋ฌด ๊ทธ๋ฌ์ง ๋ง์ธ์
- ๋ฉ๋ฆฌ ํฌ๋ฆฌ์ค๋ง์ค - ๊ณ ๋ง์
๊ทธ๋ค์ ๋ด ๊ฐ์กฑ์ด๊ณ ์ฌ๋ํ์ง๋ง ๋ค๋ค ์ง๋์น๊ฒ ์๋ฒฝํด ๋ณด์ฌ์ |
Clairee, I'm surprised at you talking about your kin that way.
Well, as somebody always said, if you can't say anything nice about anybody, come sit by me. | ๊ฐ์กฑ์ ๋ํด ๊ทธ๋ ๊ฒ ๋งํ๋ ๊ฑด ์ฒ์ ๋ดค์ด์ ๋๊ตฐ๊ฐ ๋งํ๊ธธ
"ํ๋ด๋ฐ์ ๋ชป ํ๊ฒ ๊ฑฐ๋ ๋ด ๊ณ์ ์์ ์์" ๊ทธ๊ฑฐ ์ฌ๋ฏธ์๋ค์ |
Miss Ouiser.
What? There's somebody that wants to see you. Who?
I've opened the can of worms for you.
What?
Hell.
Owen Jenkins.
Hello, Louisa. Remember me? | ์์ ์์ค๋ง? ์?
๋๊ฐ ์์ค๋ง๋ฅผ ์ฐพ์์ ๋๊ตฐ๋ฐ?
์ ๊ฐ ์๋ฆฌ๋ฅผ ๋ง๋ จํ์ด์
๋ญ?
์ด๋ฐ
์ค์ธ ์ ํจ์ค
์๋
, ๋ ๊ธฐ์ตํด์? |
My God, you look different. Have you shrunk?
You look terrific.
You've hardly changed at all.
I'm not as sweet as I used to be.
I cannot believe Shelby did that. | ๋ฌ๋ผ ๋ณด์ด๋๊ตฐ์ ์ค์ด๋ค์์ด์?
์์ง๋ ๋ฉ์ง๊ตฐ์
๊ฑฐ์ ์ ๋ณํ์ด์
์์ ์ฒ๋ผ ๋ค์ ๋ค๊ฐํ์ง ์์์
์
ธ๋น๊ฐ ์ ๋ด ์ค ๋ชฐ๋์ด์ |
Owen. After all these years.
I'm not sure I can be gracious under pressure.
Shelby does a lot of things I can't believe.
M'Lynn, what's wrong with you these days? | ์ค์ธ์ด์์ ์ง๊ธ๊น์ง ์ด๋ ๊ฒ ์ง๋๋๋ฐ
์คํธ๋ ์ค ๋ฐ์์ ์ฑ์ง ๋๋น ์ง์ง๋ ๋ชฐ๋ผ์
๋ธ์ด ์๊พธ ์ผ์ ๋ง๋๋ ๊ฒ ๋ฏฟ์ ์ ์์ด์
์์ฆ ์ ๊ทธ๋์? |
You got a reindeer up your butt? Tommy, get all these people outside. Come on, everybody.
Everybody. My dad's going to say something. I just want a moment of your time, folks, now.
Today my daughter told me a big secret. | ๋ฌด์จ ์ผ ์์ด์? ์ฌ๋ฌ๋ถ! ํ ๋ฏธ, ๋ชจ๋ ๋ฐ์ผ๋ก ๋ชจ์
์ด์์
์๋ฒ์ง๊ฐ ํ๋ง์ ํ์ ๋์ ๋ชจ๋, ์ด์์ ์ ์ ์ฃผ๋ชฉํด์ฃผ์ญ์์ค
์ค๋ ์ฐ๋ฆฌ ๋ธ์ด... ์์ฒญ๋ ๋น๋ฐ์ ๋งํ์ต๋๋ค |
No, no, don't worry. I'm not going to tell them you're pregnant.
I'm just going to tell them I'm going to be a granddaddy.
Oh. That's wonderful. | ๋ค๊ฐ ์์ ์ค์ด๋ ๊ฑด ๋ง ์ ํ ๊ฒ, ๊ทธ์ ...
ํ ์๋ฒ์ง๊ฐ ๋ ๊ฑฐ๋ ๋ง๋ง ํ ๊ฒ
๊ทธ๊ฑฐ ์๋๊ตฐ! |
Oh, Grandma! Congratulations.
Well, ain't you excited? Smile. It increases your face value.
And the doctor said Shelby couldn't have children. Yeah. What do they know? I guess she showed them. | ํ ๋จธ๋! ์ถํํด์!
์ข์ง ์์์? ์์ด๋ด์ ๊ฒฉ์ด ๋ฌ๋ผ์ง ํ
๋
์์ฌ๊ฐ ์๊ธฐ๋ฅผ ๋ชป ๊ฐ๋๋ค๊ณ ํ๋๋ฐ๋์ ๋ํ์ด์์, ๊ฑฐ ๋ด์ |
They said she shouldn't have children. There's a big difference.
This baby is not exactly great news.
Jackson and Shelby.
Oh, M'Lynn, I really wish I had some words of wisdom, but I don't. | ์๊ธฐ๋ฅผ ๊ฐ์ง๋ฉด ์ ๋๋์ด์ ๋ชป ๊ฐ๋ ๊ฒ ์๋์์
์ข์ ์์์ด ์๋๊ตฐ์
๋ด ์ฌ์์ ๋ธ์ ์ํด
๋ฌด์จ ๋ง์ ํด์ผ ํ ๊ฑฐ ๊ฐ์๋ฐ ์๊ฐ์ด ์ ๋์ |
So why don't we just focus on the joy of the situation?
It'll be fine.
Absolutely.
You know what they say?
That which does not kill us makes us stronger. | ๊ทธ๋ฅ ์ง๊ธ ๋ถ์๊ธฐ๋ฅผ ์ฆ๊ธฐ๋ ๊ฒ ์ด๋์?
๊ด์ฐฎ์ ๊ฑฐ์์
๊ทธ๋ผ
๋๊ตฐ๊ฐ ๋งํ๊ธธ
"์๋ จ์ ๊ฑฐ์น๋ฉด ๋ ๊ฐํด์ง๋ค"๊ณ ํ์ด์ |
Nothing pleases Shelby more than proving me wrong.
Oh, and to my new grandbaby.
May he be as good-looking as I am.
Go ahead. Blow it out, Buddy. Go ahead. Blow it out.
Oh, this is boring as hell. Oh, you only have your first birthday once. | ์ ์ ๋ ๋ด๊ฐ ํ๋ฆฌ๊ธธ ๋ฐ๋ ๋ฟ์ด์์
๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ ๋ด ์์ฃผ๋ฅผ ์ํด
๋์ฒ๋ผ ์์๊ธฐ๊ธฐ๋ฅผ
์ด์ ๋ถ์ด ์ด์ ๋ถ์ด๋ด
๋ถ์ด ์ฌ๋ฏธ์์ด์ ์ฒซ์งธ ์์ผ์ ํ ๋ฒ๋ฟ์ด์ผ |
Little Buddy's makin' a wish. I wish he'd just blow out the candle.
No, I can't stand this.
Come on. Look. Look. Come on. Here we go.
Happy birthday. | ์์์ ๋น๊ณ ์์ด ๋ด ์์์ ์ด๋ถ ๋๋ ๊ฑฐ์์
๋๋ ์ฐธ์ ์ ์์ด์
์ด์, ๋ด ์ด์, ํด๋ณด์
์์ผ ์ถํํด! |
So, I'll be back from Truvy's in about an hour. Anything you want?
I think I'll come with you.
I want to get my hair cut. Short. And I want Truvy to do it. It's so much easier to take care of. I'd love to be able to just run my fingers through it and go. | ๋ฏธ์ฉ์ค์ ๊ฐ ๊ฑฐ์ผ ํ์ํ ๊ฒ ์๋?
๋๋ ๊ฐ์ด ๊ฐ๋์
๋จธ๋ฆฌ๋ฅผ ์งง๊ฒ ์๋ฅด๊ณ ์ถ์ด์ ํธ๋ฃจ๋น ์์ค๋ง๊ฐ ํ์ผ๋ฉด ์ข๊ฒ ์ด์ ์์ง์ด ํธํด์์ ๋น์ ๋ ๊ทธ๋ฅ ์๋ง ์ฌ์ฉํ์ผ๋ฉด ์ข๊ฒ ์ด์ |
I think that would be precious.
I feel the need to make things as simple as possible.
Let me go tell Jackson.
Shelby. Shelby, I just can't seem to find the wipes. | ๊ทธ๊ฒ ๊ด์ฐฎ๊ฒ ๊ตฌ๋
์ง๊ธ์ ๋ชจ๋ ๊ฑธ ๊ฐ๋ฅํ๋ฉด ํธํ๊ฒ ๋ง๋ค๊ณ ์ถ์ด์
์ญ์จ์๊ฒ ๋งํ๊ณ ์ฌ๊ฒ์
์๋ฉ์ด ๋ฆ๋ ๊ฑธ ์ฐพ์ ์ ์์ด |
They're in my bag. Is he wet?
He's muddy.
Miss Clairee, finish about your nephew. Get to the good stuff.
-I have to admit... -Help!
...Marshall did go about it the wrong way.
He marched in, and without so much as a hello, he said,
""Mama and Daddy, I have something to tell you." | ๋ด ๊ฐ๋ฐฉ์ ์์ด์ ์ค์ค ์์ด์?
๋ฅ์ ๋ด์ด
์กฐ์นด์ ๋ํด ์ฌ๋ฏธ์๋ ๊ฑธ๋ก ๊ณ์ ๋งํด์ฃผ์ธ์
- ์กฐ์นด๊ฐ ๊ฑ ๋ถ๋ชจ์๊ฒ... - ๋์์ค์
์ ๋ชป ํ๋ ๊ฑด ์ธ์ ํด
์ด๋ ๋ ์ง์ ์์ ์ธ์ฌ๋ ์ ํ๊ณ
"์๋ง, ์๋น ํ ๋ง์ด ์์ด์" |
Well, naturally, Drew and Belle became hysterical.
Then he said, "Hey, folks, I'm only kidding.
"I'm just gay."
That was his idea of breaking the news gently? | ๋น์ฐํ ๋ถ๋ชจ๋ ๋๋ฆฌ๊ฐ ๋ฌ์ง
๊ทธ๋ฌ์ ์ด๋ฌ๋ "๋๋ด์ด์์"
"๊ทธ๋ฅ ํธ๋ชจ์ผ ๋ฟ์ด์ฃ "๋ผ๊ณ
๊ทธ๋ ๊ฒ ์์ฐ์ค๋ฝ๊ฒ ๋งํ์ด์? |
Marshall was always very theatrical.
I wonder what Drew and Belle must be feeling about this. I don't know. They have considered themselves a model family for so long. | ๊ฑ๋ ํญ์ ๊ทน์ ์ด์์ด
๊ฑ ๋ถ๋ชจ์ ์ฌ์ ์ ์๊ณ ์ถ๊ตฐ์ ๊ทธ๊ฑด ๋ชจ๋ฅด์ง๋ง, ์ค๋ซ๋์ ์ข์ ๊ฐ์กฑ์ ํ๋ณธ์ด๋ผ ์๊ฐํ์ฃ |
What motel thing? I don't live here anymore, remember?
Oh, Nancy Beth was discovered in a local motel with a high political official.
They were both high. They'd been smoking everything but their shoes.
Oh, gosh.
Oh, you don't like it. | ์์? ์ฌ๊ธฐ ์ ์ด์์ ์์์ด ๊ฐ๊ฐํด์
๊ทธ๋
๋ ๊ณ ์ ์ ์น์ธ๊ณผ ๋ชจํ
์ ์๋ค๊ฐ ๋ค์ผฐ์ด
๋ ๋ค ์ฝ์ ์ ์ด ์์์ง ๋ธ์๋ ์์ท์ ์ ์
๊ณ ๊ฒ๊ฑฐ๋
์ธ์์
๋ง์์ ์ ๋ค์ด? |
I did what you asked me, didn't I? Yes, you did a beautiful job.
Well, it's just that...
Oh, sweetheart, don't.
Please don't cry, or I will, too. | ์ํ๋ ๋๋ก ์๋์ด ๋ค, ์ํ์
จ์ด์
๊ทธ๋ฐ๋ฐ ์ด๊ฑด ๋ง์น...
๊ทธ๋ฌ์ง ๋ง
์ธ๋ฉด ๋๋ ๊ฐ์ด ์ธ ๊ฑฐ์ผ |
I have a strict policy that nobody cries alone in my presence.
I love it.
Yeah.
Okay.
Well, now, Truvy, let's do my nails.
This is a treat. Nobody around here ever wants a manicure.
I don't think I would even know what to charge for a full day's beauty. | ๋ด ์์์ ๋๊ตฌ๋ ํผ์ ์ธ๋ฉด ์ ๋ผ
๋ ์ข์๋ฐ?
๊ทธ๋
์ข์์
๋งค๋ํ์ด ์น ํด์ฃผ์ธ์
์ ๋๋ค, ๋งค๋ํ์ด ํด๋ฌ๋ผ๋ ์ฌ๋์ด ์๋๋ผ๊ณ
์ข
์ผ ๋ฏธ์ฉ ์๋น์ค์ ์ผ๋ง๋ฅผ ๋ฐ์์ผ ํ ์ง ๋ชจ๋ฅด๊ฒ ๋ค |
I'm gonna need one, too.
I am going to paint my front door red and change my name to Elizabeth Arden.
Amen.
Amen.
Annelle, I'm going to need more cuticle oil.
-Is it still next... -Second shelf. | ๋๋ ํด์ค์
๋ฌธ์ ๋นจ๊ฐ๊ฒ ์น ํ๊ณ ์ด๋ฆ์ ์๋ฆฌ์๋ฒ ์ค ์๋ด์ผ๋ก ๋ฐ๊ฟ์ผ๊ฒ ๋ค์
์๋ฉ
์๋ฉ
์ธํผ ์ค์ผ์ด ๋ ํ์ํด
- ์์ง ๊ฑฐ๊ธฐ์... - ๋ ๋ฒ์งธ ์ ๋ฐ์ด์ผ |
-Was she prayin'? -Yes.
-Why? -Got me.
Maybe she was praying for Marshall, and Drew, and Belle.
Maybe she was praying for us 'cause we were gossipin'.
Maybe she was praying because the elastic's shot in her pantyhose. | - ๊ธฐ๋ํ๊ณ ์์์ด์? - ๊ทธ๋
- ์์? - ๋ชจ๋ฅด๊ฒ ์ด
์๊น ์๊ธฐํ ๋ง์ฌ๊ณผ ๊ฑ ๋ถ๋ชจ๋ฅผ ์ํด์์ผ ๊ฑฐ์ผ
์๋๋ฉด ์ฐ๋ฆฌ ์ก๋ด ๋๋ฌธ์ ๊ทธ๋ด์ง๋ ๋ชจ๋ฅด๊ณ
์ด์ฉ๋ฉด ํฌํฐ ์คํํน ๋๋ฌธ์ ๊ทธ๋ด์ง๋ ๋ชจ๋ฅด์ง |
Who knows? She's prays at the drop of a hat these days.
How long has she been this way? Since Mardi Gras. She had her choice of going to a Bible weekend or to New Orleans with me and two other sinners. | ํ์ฌ๊ฐ ์์ฆ์ ํ๋ง ๋๋ฉด ๊ธฐ๋ํด
์ธ์ ๋ถํฐ ๊ทธ๋ฌ์ด์? ์ฐธํ์ ํ์์ผ๋ถํฐ ์ผ์๋ฐ๊ณผ ์ฃผ๋ง ์ฑ๊ฒฝ ๊ณต๋ถ๋ฅผ ํ๊ฑฐ๋ ๋ํ๊ณ ๋ ๋ช
์ ์ฃ์ธ๋ค๊ณผ ๋ด์ฌ๋ฆฌ์ธ์ค๋ก ๊ฐ๋ ๊ฑฐ์์ง |
Oh, well, does Marshall have, you know, friends?
Well, we discussed that.
I asked him how he met people.
And he said, "All gay men have track lighting,
Be a soft-spoken dog. | ์กฐ์นด์ ์๋๊ฐ ๋๊ตฐ์ง ์์ธ์? ์ด๋ฆฌ ์ค์ธ์
์ด๋ฏธ ์๊ธฐํ์ด
์ด๋ป๊ฒ ํํธ๋๋ฅผ ์ฐพ๋๋๊ณ ๋ฌผ์์ง
๋ชจ๋ ํธ๋ชจ๋ ์กฐ๋ช
์ด ๋ฐ๋ผ๋ค๋๋ ๋ฏํ๊ณ
์กฐ์ฉํ ํ๊ณ ์์ด! |
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