Бойфренд из будущего: Правила

Does Mum know?

dɪz məm noʊ?

Not a whistle.

nɑt ə ˈwɪsəl.

Strange. And what about the whole...

streɪnʤ. ənd wət əˈbaʊt ðə hoʊl...

Butterfly effect thing. What can I say? We don't seem to have messed up civilization yet.

ˈbətərˌflaɪ ˈifɛkt θɪŋ. wət kən aɪ seɪ? wi doʊnt sim tɪ hæv mɛst əp ˌsɪvəlɪˈzeɪʃən jɛt.

It's going to be a complicated year.

ɪts goʊɪŋ tɪ bi ə ˈkɑmpləˌkeɪtəd jɪr.

It's going to be a complicated life.

ɪts goʊɪŋ tɪ bi ə ˈkɑmpləˌkeɪtəd laɪf.

What have you done with it?

wət hæv ju dən wɪθ ɪt?

For me, it's books, books, books. I've read everything a man could wish to. Twice. Dickens three times. Any first thoughts?

fər mi, ɪts bʊks, bʊks, bʊks. aɪv rɛd ˈɛvriˌθɪŋ ə mæn kʊd wɪʃ tɪ. twaɪs. ˈdɪkənz θri taɪmz. ˈɛni fərst θɔts?

Well, I suppose apart from getting a slightly better haircut...

wɛl, aɪ səˈpoʊz əˈpɑrt frəm ˈgɪtɪŋ ə sˈlaɪtli ˈbɛtər ˈhɛrˌkət...

Yeah.

jæ.

Money would be the obvious thing.

ˈməni wʊd bi ðə ˈɑbviəs θɪŋ.

Very mixed blessing. Utterly screwed up your grandfather's life. Left him without love or friends. I've never bumped into a genuinely happy rich person.

ˈvɛri mɪkst ˈblɛsɪŋ. ˈətərli skrud əp jʊr ˈgrænˌfɑðərz laɪf. lɛft ɪm wɪˈθaʊt ləv ər frɛndz. aɪv ˈnɛvər bəmpt ˈɪntu ə ˈʤɛnjuˌaɪnli ˈhæpi rɪʧ ˈpərsən.

It would be nice not to have to work.

ɪt wʊd bi nis nɑt tɪ hæv tɪ wərk.

No, that's a real recipe for disaster. Look what happened to Uncle Fred.

noʊ, ðæts ə ril ˈrɛsəpi fər dɪˈzæstər. lʊk wət ˈhæpənd tɪ ˈəŋkəl frɛd.

What happened to Uncle Fred?

wət ˈhæpənd tɪ ˈəŋkəl frɛd?

Absolutely sod all. Wasted his life. You have to use it for things that you really think will make your life the way you want it to be. Come on, really think about this.

ˌæbsəˈlutli sɑd ɔl. ˈweɪstɪd hɪz laɪf. ju hæv tɪ juz ɪt fər θɪŋz ðət ju ˈrɪli θɪŋk wɪl meɪk jʊr laɪf ðə weɪ ju wɔnt ɪt tɪ bi. kəm ɔn, ˈrɪli θɪŋk əˈbaʊt ðɪs.

Well, to be honest, I suppose, at the moment, it would be just great if it could help me get a girlfriend.

wɛl, tɪ bi ˈɑnəst, aɪ səˈpoʊz, æt ðə ˈmoʊmənt, ɪt wʊd bi ʤɪst greɪt ɪf ɪt kʊd hɛlp mi gɪt ə ˈgərlˌfrɛnd.

Wow! Massive

waʊ! ˈmæsɪv

Yeah. The mother ship.

jæ. ðə ˈməðər ʃɪp.

For me, it was always going to be about love. And that summer, I walked into the eye of the storm. Her name was Charlotte, a cousin of Kit Kat's handsome but nasty boyfriend Jimmy.

fər mi, ɪt wɑz ˈɔlˌweɪz goʊɪŋ tɪ bi əˈbaʊt ləv. ənd ðət ˈsəmər, aɪ wɔkt ˈɪntu ðə aɪ əv ðə stɔrm. hər neɪm wɑz ˈʃɑrlət, ə ˈkəzən əv kɪt kat's ˈhænsəm bət ˈnæsti ˈbɔɪˌfrɛnd ˈʤɪmi.

And she was staying for two whole months.

ənd ʃi wɑz steɪɪŋ fər tu hoʊl mənθs.

Tim, will you do my back?

tɪm, wɪl ju du maɪ bæk?

Absolutely!

ˌæbsəˈlutli!

Very keen!

ˈvɛri kin!

Whoa! No. No. No. No, no. No, no, no.

woʊ! noʊ. noʊ. noʊ. noʊ, noʊ. noʊ, noʊ, noʊ.

Is it in my hair?

ɪz ɪt ɪn maɪ hɛr?

Yes!

jɛs!

Tim. Will you do my back?

tɪm. wɪl ju du maɪ bæk?

Sure. Just give us a sec.

ʃʊr. ʤɪst gɪv ˈjuˈɛs ə sɛk.

Okay. Thank you.

ˌoʊˈkeɪ. θæŋk ju.

Now...

naʊ...

Ooh. Nice.

u. nis.

It’s my area.

it’s maɪ ˈɛriə.