Эмили в Париже: За цветами с Камиль

The… The pink roses?

the…… ðə pɪŋk ˈroʊzɪz?

Je comprends pas.

ʤi comprends pɑz.

Uh, the rosé rose... The... The rosé roses...

ə, ðə roséé roʊz... ðə... ðə roséé ˈroʊzɪz...

Ah, non! Non, mademoiselle.

ɑ, nɑn! nɑn, ˌmædəməˈzɛl.

Bonjour Claudette. [ She wants the nice roses, not those. ]

bənˈʒʊr kloʊˈdɛt. ʃi wɔnts ðə nis ˈroʊzɪz, nɑt ðoʊz.

Cinq soixante.

sɪŋk soixante.

It's five euros sixty, but round it up to six.

ɪts faɪv ˈjuˌroʊz ˈsɪksti, bət raʊnd ɪt əp tɪ sɪks.

Really?

ˈrɪli?

Mm-hmm.

mm-hmm.

Oh. Merci very much. Thank you. My lousy French gets me nowhere.

oʊ. mərˈsi ˈvɛri məʧ. θæŋk ju. maɪ ˈlaʊzi frɛnʧ gɪts mi ˈnoʊˌwɛr.

No. She's not nice to anyone.

noʊ. ʃiz nɑt nis tɪ ˈɛniˌwən.

You're nice and French and you speak English?

jʊr nis ənd frɛnʧ ənd ju spik ˈɪŋlɪʃ?

Of course. I grew up watching American TV.

əv kɔrs. aɪ gru əp ˈwɑʧɪŋ əˈmɛrɪkən ˌtɛləˈvɪʒən.

Ah.

ɑ.

And you? Visiting from the States?

ənd ju? ˈvɪzɪtɪŋ frəm ðə steɪts?

I live here now. Wow. I just heard myself say that out loud, and I don't even believe me. Emily.

aɪ lɪv hir naʊ. waʊ. aɪ ʤɪst hərd ˌmaɪˈsɛlf seɪ ðət aʊt laʊd, ənd aɪ doʊnt ˈivɪn bɪˈliv mi. ˈɛmɪli.

Camille. Enchantée.

kəˈmil. enchantée.

And how did you get so lucky to move to Paris?

ənd haʊ dɪd ju gɪt soʊ ˈləki tɪ muv tɪ ˈpɛrɪs?

Oh, I work for a big marketing firm in Chicago that acquired a smaller marketing firm here. I'm kind of like the American

oʊ, aɪ wərk fər ə bɪg ˈmɑrkətɪŋ fərm ɪn ʃəˈkɑˌgoʊ ðət əkˈwaɪərd ə sˈmɔlər ˈmɑrkətɪŋ fərm hir. əm kaɪnd əv laɪk ðə əˈmɛrɪkən

point of view.

pɔɪnt əv vju.

And how do they feel about that?

ənd haʊ du ðeɪ fil əˈbaʊt ðət?

A lot like that flower lady.

ə lɔt laɪk ðət flaʊər ˈleɪdi.

Mm-hmm.

mm-hmm.

This city is so overwhelming.

ðɪs ˈsɪti ɪz soʊ ˌoʊvərˈwɛlmɪŋ.

Relax. Paris seems like a big city, but it's really just a small town. You'll realize after you spend some time here. Actually,

rɪˈlæks. ˈpɛrɪs simz laɪk ə bɪg ˈsɪti, bət ɪts ˈrɪli ʤɪst ə smɔl taʊn. jul ˈriəˌlaɪz ˈæftər ju spɛnd səm taɪm hir. ˈæˌkʧuəli,

what are you doing tonight?

wət ər ju duɪŋ təˈnaɪt?

If it's Tuesday, it must be language class.

ɪf ɪts ˈtuzˌdeɪ, ɪt məst bi ˈlæŋgwɪʤ klæs.

Hmm. I have a better idea for you. I work for an art gallery, and we're having an opening tonight.

həm. aɪ hæv ə ˈbɛtər aɪˈdiə fər ju. aɪ wərk fər ən ɑrt ˈgæləri, ənd wɪr ˈhævɪŋ ən ˈoʊpənɪŋ təˈnaɪt.

Hmm.

həm.

Fun crowd and some people from Chicago.

fən kraʊd ənd səm ˈpipəl frəm ʃəˈkɑˌgoʊ.

Oh.

oʊ.

Do you know Randy Zimmer?

du ju noʊ ˈrændi ˈzɪmər?

The hotel guy?

ðə hoʊˈtɛl gaɪ?

Well, he's looking at art for his new hotel in Paris. Come! It's at Galerie de Garipuy, in the fourth.

wɛl, hiz ˈlʊkɪŋ æt ɑrt fər hɪz nu hoʊˈtɛl ɪn ˈpɛrɪs. kəm! ɪts æt galerie də garipuy, ɪn ðə fɔrθ.

Which is next to the fifth?

wɪʧ ɪz nɛkst tɪ ðə fɪθ?

Which is just across the river. You'll get the hang of it! Okay, I have to go.

wɪʧ ɪz ʤɪst əˈkrɔs ðə ˈrɪvər. jul gɪt ðə hæŋ əv ɪt! ˌoʊˈkeɪ, aɪ hæv tɪ goʊ.

Oh! I'm sorry.

oʊ! əm ˈsɑri.

I'm not. See you tonight, right?

əm nɑt. si ju təˈnaɪt, raɪt?