Сайнфелд: Как выглядеть занятым на работе

What do you do all day?

wət du ju du ɔl deɪ?

Not that much.

nɑt ðət məʧ.

I thought that new promotion was supposed to be a lot more work.

aɪ θɔt ðət nu pərˈmoʊʃən wɑz səˈpoʊzd tɪ bi ə lɔt mɔr wərk.

Yeah, when the season starts. Right now, I sit around pretending that I'm busy.

jæ, wɪn ðə ˈsizən stɑrts. raɪt naʊ, aɪ sɪt əraʊnd priˈtɛndɪŋ ðət əm ˈbɪzi.

How do you pull that off?

haʊ du ju pʊl ðət ɔf?

I always look annoyed. Yeah, when you look annoyed all the time, people think that you're busy. Think about it.

aɪ ˈɔlˌweɪz lʊk əˈnɔɪd. jæ, wɪn ju lʊk əˈnɔɪd ɔl ðə taɪm, ˈpipəl θɪŋk ðət jʊr ˈbɪzi. θɪŋk əˈbaʊt ɪt.

Yeah, you do! He looks very busy!

jæ, ju du! hi lʊks ˈvɛri ˈbɪzi!

I know what I'm doing. In fact, Mr. Wilhelm gave me one of those little stress dolls. All right. Back to work.

aɪ noʊ wət əm duɪŋ. ɪn fækt, ˈmɪstər. ˈwɪˌlhɛlm geɪv mi wən əv ðoʊz ˈlɪtəl strɛs dɑlz. ɔl raɪt. bæk tɪ wərk.

George, we just got the final budget numbers. We went over budget on some of the items, but I don't think there's going to

ʤɔrʤ, wi ʤɪst gɑt ðə ˈfaɪnəl ˈbəʤɪt ˈnəmbərz. wi wɛnt ˈoʊvər ˈbəʤɪt ɔn səm əv ðə ˈaɪtəmz, bət aɪ doʊnt θɪŋk ðɛrz goʊɪŋ tɪ

be a problem. I'll let you get back to work, George.

bi ə ˈprɑbləm. aɪl lɛt ju gɪt bæk tɪ wərk, ʤɔrʤ.

Captain & ... Tennille! Come oooon.

ˈkæptən tennille! kəm oooon.

George, I think you may be taking work a little too seriously.

ʤɔrʤ, aɪ θɪŋk ju meɪ bi ˈteɪkɪŋ wərk ə ˈlɪtəl tu ˈsɪriəsli.

Well, I've got a lot to do!

wɛl, aɪv gɑt ə lɔt tɪ du!

George, I'll tell you what I'd like you to do. I'd like you to drop everything. I have this fun little assignment I think

ʤɔrʤ, aɪl tɛl ju wət aɪd laɪk ju tɪ du. aɪd laɪk ju tɪ drɔp ˈɛvriˌθɪŋ. aɪ hæv ðɪs fən ˈlɪtəl əˈsaɪnmənt aɪ θɪŋk

you'll enjoy. There are some reps in from the Houston Astros for talks on that interleague play, and I want you to show them

jul ˌɛnˈʤɔɪ. ðɛr ər səm rɛps ɪn frəm ðə ˈhjustən ˈæstroʊs fər tɔks ɔn ðət interleague pleɪ, ənd aɪ wɔnt ju tɪ ʃoʊ ðɛm

a good time.

ə gʊd taɪm.

'till this bastard over here says: "Let's call the sons o'bitches and go visit 'em on New York!"

'tɪl ðɪs ˈbæstərd ˈoʊvər hir sɪz: "lɛts kɔl ðə sənz o'bitches ənd goʊ ˈvɪzɪt 'ɛm ɔn nu jɔrk!"

Well, we're certainly glad that you could make it.

wɛl, wɪr ˈsərtənli glæd ðət ju kʊd meɪk ɪt.

I like your organization, George. We've been talking to a really friendly son of a bitch in the front office. Wilhelm, I think his name is.

aɪ laɪk jʊr ˌɔrgənəˈzeɪʃən, ʤɔrʤ. wiv bɪn ˈtɔkɪŋ tɪ ə ˈrɪli ˈfrɛndli sən əv ə bɪʧ ɪn ðə frənt ˈɔfəs. ˈwɪˌlhɛlm, aɪ θɪŋk hɪz neɪm ɪz.

Oh yes, Mr. Wilhelm, yeah...

oʊ jɛs, ˈmɪstər. ˈwɪˌlhɛlm, jæ...

He told us that George Costanza was going to be taking us bastards out on the town. I said, "That son of a bitch doesn't know what he's got in store for him!".

hi toʊld ˈjuˈɛs ðət ʤɔrʤ koʊˈstɑnzə wɑz goʊɪŋ tɪ bi ˈteɪkɪŋ ˈjuˈɛs ˈbæstərdz aʊt ɔn ðə taʊn. aɪ sɛd, "ðət sən əv ə bɪʧ ˈdəzənt noʊ wət hiz gɑt ɪn stɔr fər ɪm!".

Finish your drink?

ˈfɪnɪʃ jʊr drɪŋk?

Oh yeah, almost. Almost.

oʊ jæ, ˈɔlˌmoʊst. ˈɔlˌmoʊst.

Let's get that bastard to bring us another round!

lɛts gɪt ðət ˈbæstərd tɪ brɪŋ ˈjuˈɛs əˈnəðər raʊnd!

Are you a big drinker, George?

ər ju ə bɪg ˈdrɪŋkər, ʤɔrʤ?

Well, maybe not as much as this bastard, but I can hold my own!

wɛl, ˈmeɪbi nɑt ɛz məʧ ɛz ðɪs ˈbæstərd, bət aɪ kən hoʊld maɪ oʊn!

Hello?

hɛˈloʊ?

Is that you, George?

ɪz ðət ju, ʤɔrʤ?

Yeah, it's me. Is this Clayton?

jæ, ɪts mi. ɪz ðɪs ˈkleɪtən?

Well listen, you son of a bitch! Do you know where we are? 30 000 feet above your head, you bastard!

wɛl ˈlɪsən, ju sən əv ə bɪʧ! du ju noʊ wɛr wi ər? 30 000 fit əˈbəv jʊr hɛd, ju ˈbæstərd!

What are they doing letting you bastards on an airplane? Don't they know that's against FAA regulations?

wət ər ðeɪ duɪŋ ˈlɛtɪŋ ju ˈbæstərdz ɔn ən ˈɛrˌpleɪn? doʊnt ðeɪ noʊ ðæts əˈgɛnst faa ˌrɛgjəˈleɪʃənz?

Hey, hush up, now! I can't hear him!

heɪ, həʃ əp, naʊ! aɪ kænt hir ɪm!

Listen. I want you guys to send along those agreements the minute you land. Our boys can't wait to kick your butts!

ˈlɪsən. aɪ wɔnt ju gaɪz tɪ sɛnd əˈlɔŋ ðoʊz əˈgrimənts ðə ˈmɪnət ju lænd. ɑr bɔɪz kænt weɪt tɪ kɪk jʊr bəts!

When's that bastard coming to Houston?

wɛnz ðət ˈbæstərd ˈkəmɪŋ tɪ ˈhjustən?

Hey, Zeke wants to know when you Yankee bastards are coming to Houston!

heɪ, zik wɔnts tɪ noʊ wɪn ju ˈjæŋki ˈbæstərdz ər ˈkəmɪŋ tɪ ˈhjustən!

You tell that son of a bitch no Yankee is ever coming to Houston. Not as long as you bastards are running things.

ju tɛl ðət sən əv ə bɪʧ noʊ ˈjæŋki ɪz ˈɛvər ˈkəmɪŋ tɪ ˈhjustən. nɑt ɛz lɔŋ ɛz ju ˈbæstərdz ər ˈrənɪŋ θɪŋz.

Speak up, George. I can't hear ya!

spik əp, ʤɔrʤ. aɪ kænt hir jɑ!

You tell that son of a bitch no Yankee is ever coming to Houston! Not as long as you bastards are running things!

ju tɛl ðət sən əv ə bɪʧ noʊ ˈjæŋki ɪz ˈɛvər ˈkəmɪŋ tɪ ˈhjustən! nɑt ɛz lɔŋ ɛz ju ˈbæstərdz ər ˈrənɪŋ θɪŋz!

George! Get a hold of yourself!

ʤɔrʤ! gɪt ə hoʊld əv ˈjɔrsɛlf!

Mr.Wilhelm...

mr.wilhelm...

What's the matter with you?!

wəts ðə ˈmætər wɪθ ju?!