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Bridget Jones's Diary
ブリジット・ジョーンズの日記 Y
(2001)

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英単語の上にマウスの載せると日本語の意味が出るよ。
監督 : Sharon Maguire
Bridget JonesRenee Zellweger32才。独身。出版社に勤務。
Daniel CleaverHugh Grantブリジットの上司。憧れの君。
Mark DarcyColin Firthバツ一の弁護士。
Pam JonesGemma Jonesブリジットの母。
Colin JonesJim Broadbentブリジットの父。
ShazzerSally Phillipsブリジットの友達。
JudeShirley Hendersonブリジットの友達。
TomJames Callisブリジットの友達。
PerpetuaFelicity Montaguブリジットの同僚

あらすじ 恋に仕事に悪戦苦闘している32才独身女性の奮闘ぶりをチャーミングに描く。
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クイズ 「基本的にラテン音楽ははやらなくなると思います。」ってどう言う?  答えはこちら。


Bridget : Once again I found myself on my own and going to my mother's annual turkey curry buffet. Every year she tries to fix me up with some bushy-haired, middle-aged bore. And I feared this year would be no exception.
Pam : There you are, dumpling.
Bridget : (voiceover) My mum, a strange creature from the time when a gherkin was still the height of sophistication.
Una : Doilies, Pam? Hello, Bridget.
Pam : (to Una) Third drawer from the top, Una…under the minigherkins. (to Bridget) By the way, the Darcys are here. They brought Mark with them.
Bridget : (voiceover) Ah, here we go.
Pam : You remember Mark. You used to play in his paddling pool. He's a barrister, very well off.
【管理人からの一言】
gherkinの画像はこちら参照。

Bridget : Hi, Uncle Geoffrey.
Geoffrey : Have a drink? Come on, then.
Bridget : (voiceover) Actually, not my uncle. Someone who insists I call him "Uncle" while he gropes my ass and asks me the question dreaded by all singletons.
Geoffrey : So, how's your love life?

Pam : (to Bridget) Come on. Why don't we see if Mark fancies a gherkin.
Colin : (to Bridget) Good luck.

Una : Come and look at your gravy, Pam. I think it's going to need sieving.
Pam : Of course it doesn't need sieving. Just stir it, Una...Yes, of course. I'll be right there. Sorry. Lumpy gravy calls.

Mrs. Darcy : Apparently she lives just around the corner from you.
Mark : Mother, I do not need a blind date. Particularly not with some verbally incontinent spinster, who smokes like a chimney, drinks like a fish and dresses like her mother.
(Darcys notice Bridget)
Bridget : (to Darcys) Yummy. Turkey curry. My favorite. (voiceover) And that was it. Right there. Right there. That was the moment. I suddenly realized that unless something changed soon, I was going to live a life where my major relationship was with a bottle of wine and I'd finally die fat and alone and be found three weeks later half-eaten by Alsatians. Or I was about to turn into Glenn Close in Fatal Attraction.

Bridget : (voiceover) Resolution number one: Obviously we'll lose 20 pounds.
Number two: Always put last night's pants in the laundry basket.
Equally important, will find nice, sensible boyfriend to go out with and not continue to form romantic attachments to any of the following: alcoholics, workaholics, commitment phobics, Peeping Toms, megalomaniacs, emotional fuckwits or perverts. And especially will not fantasize about a particular person who embodies all these things.


Bridget : (voiceover) Daily call from Jude. Best friend. Head of investment at Brightlings Bank, who spends most of her time trapped in the ladies' toilet crying over fuckwit boyfriend.
Jude : (over the phone) Am I too needy? Am I codependent?
Bridget : (over the phone) No, you're not. It's not you. You're lovely. It's vile Richard. He's just a big knobhead with no knob. (Bridget notices Daniel.) Is some people's opinion of Kafka but they couldn't be more wrong. This book is a searing vision of the wounds our century has inflicted on traditional masculinity. It's positively Vonnegutesque. Thank you for calling, Professor Leavis.

Bridget : (voiceover) Tom, '80s pop icon, who only wrote one hit record then retired because he found that one record was quite enough to get him laid for the whole of the '90s.
Tom's fan : (to Tom) Well, great song.
Tom : (to fan) Thank you. Thank you so much.
Bridget : (voiceover) Total poof, of course. (out loud) More vodka?
Jude & Shazzer : No!
Tom : Yes! Fill her up, goddamn it!

Daniel : (mail to Bridget, Subject: Serious problem) You appear to have forgotten your skirt. Is skirt off sick??
Bridget : (mail to Daniel) Message Mr. Cleaver. Am appalled by message. Skirt is demonstrably neither sick nor absent. Appalled by management's blatantly size-ist attitude to skirt. Suggest management sick, not skirt!

Daniel : (mail to Bridget) If walking past office was attempt to demonstrate presence of skirt, can only say that it has failed parlously--Cleave.
Bridget : (mail to Daniel) Shut up, please. I am very busy and important. P.S. How dare you sexually harass me in this impertinent manner?
Daniel : (mail to Bridget) Message Jones. Mortified to have caused offense. Will avoid all non-P.C. overtones in future. Deeply apologetic. P.S. Like your tits in that top.
Bridget : (voiceover) Mustn't read too much into it, though.


Bridget : (voiceover) Major dilemma. If I actually do, by some terrible chance, end up in flagrante, surely these would be most attractive at crucial moment. However, chances of reaching crucial moment greatly increase by wearing these scary stomach-holding-in pants, very popular with grannies the world over. Tricky. Very tricky.

Daniel : Listen, you don't know where the loos are here, do you?
Salman : Yes. They're that way.
Daniel : Thanks.

Bridget : One, two. Ladies and getlemen. Ladies and…Oi, oi, sorry, the mike's not working. Ladies and getlemen. Welcome to the launch of Kafka's Motorbike, the greatest book of our time.

Daniel : Jones. Sod'em all. It was a brilliant postmodernist masterpiece of oratorical fireworks, really. You're looking very sexy, Jones. I think I'm going to have to take you out to dinner now whether you like it or not, okay?

Billboard : Weight: 131lb. Have replaced food with sex.
Cigarettes: 22...all post-coital


Bridget : (over the phone) Bridget Jones, wanton sex goddess with a very bad man between her thigh....Mum. Hi.

Pam : (実演販売中) Anyone else want to have it oeuf? Don't be shy, madam. French. Have it oeuf with the WiseCrack Egg Peeler. Now, nice, firm grip. Put it in the hole. Up, down, up, down, and off it comes in your hand. Mind the overspray. Sorry.

Pam : Darling, if I came in with my knickers on my head, he wouldn't notice. I've spent 35 years cleaning his house, washing his clothes, bringing up his children.
Bridget : I'm your child too.
Pam : To be honest, darling, having children isn't all it's cracked up to be. Given my chance again, I'm not sure I'd have any. Now it's the winter of my life, and I haven't actually got anything of my own. I've got no power, no real career, no sex life. Got no life at all. I'm like the grasshopper who sang all summer. Like Germaine sodding Geer.
Bridget : Greer.
Pam : Well, anyway, I'm not having it. And I've been talent-spotted. Julian thinks I've got great potential.
Bridget : Who's Julian?
Pam : From the Home Shopping Channel. Comes into the store to have his colors done.
Bridget : Potential for what?
Pam : As a demonstrator on his cable show, you know, his assistant. Apparently, it's the highest-rated show on the channel. Well, apart from the one with the fat people who beat up their relatives. I must whiz.

Julian : (on the show)...hanging this heart-shaped pendant. One of my own personal recommendations is this absolutely stunning matching necklace and earring set. The earrings, measuring just over a centimeter in genuine diamante with topaz and lapis lazuli in a lovely mock-gold finish.

Bridget : Has she actually moved out, then?
Colin : Apparently she and this tangerine-tinted buffoon are suddenly an item. Half our friends have had them around to bloddy dinner. She's even taking jaundiced Julian to Una Alconbury's tarts and vicars party. That's not the Pamela I knew. That's cruel.


Daniel : (on a minibreak) Promise me we don't have to sit in little boats and read poncey poetry to each other.

Mark : Well, well. Take it you're also heading for Alconburs' rockery.
Bridget : Yes, that's right.
Mark : I brought Natasha. Get a bit of work done. Thought I might make it a not entirely wasted weekend.
Daniel : How interesting. What a gripping life you do lead.

Bridget : (on a boat) "Season of mist and mellow fruitlessness."
Daniel : Oh, fuck me, I love Keats. Have you heard this one? There was a young woman from Ealing, who had a peculiar feeling. She lay on her back and opened her crack and pissed all over the ceiling.

Bridget : Listen, Daniel, if you've changed your mind, you could just say so. Because, honestly, I don't see what could be so imoprtant.
Daniel : No, well, you wouldn't, would you? 'Cause you don't have the faintest bloody idea of how much trouble the company's in. You swan in in your short skirt and your sexy see-through blouse and fanny around with press releases. You know, this is the Americans flying in 'cause they're thinking of shutting us down for fuck's sake!...Sorry. I'm sorry. I'm being a prat.

Bridget : Have you spoken to my dad?
Pam : Yes. He's behaving most bizarrely. I think he was actually trying to flirt with Penny Husbands-Bosworth, poor thing. She was very frightened. She's only just had her ovaries done.


(動物番組で)
TV : The male penetrates the female and leaves. Coitus is brief and perfunctory. For the female, all there is to do now is wait and wait.

(浮気現場をおさえた後に会社で会って)
Bridget : We've had a very good response to the Teddy Knows Best teaser campaign and had various local radio bids for author interviews, which is good…
Daniel : Stop that. I feel terrible.

Bridget : I will not be defeated by a bad man and an American stick insect. Instead, I choose vodka. And Chaka Khan.

Interviewer : Why do you want to be in television?
Bridget : Well, I've realized that I've become deeply committed to communicating to the public the up-to-the-moment and in-depth news both political and ecological.
Interviewer : What do you think of the El Nino phenomenon?
Bridget : It's a blip. I think, basically, Latin music is on its way out.

(新しい職場のテレビ局で)
Director : We have live fire station feeds from Nescastle, Swansea, Sheffield and Lewisham. Just poised for tragedy.


Cosmo : Hey, Bridge, how's your love life? Still going out with that publishing chappie?
Bridget : No, actually.
Cosmo : Never dip your nib in the office ink.
Bridget : Right.
Cosmo : You really ought to hurry up and get sprogged up, old girl. Time's running out. Tick-tock.
Bridget : Yes, yes. Tell me, is it one in four marriages that ends in divorce now or one in three?
Mark : One in three.
Cosmo : Seriously, the office is full of single girls in their 30s. Fine physical specimens, but they just can't seem to hold down a chap.
【管理人からの一言】
cf) dip one's pen in the company ink (フレンズ第16話から)

Mark : I realize that when I met you at the turkey curry buffet I was unforgivably rude and wearing a reindeer jumper that my mother had given me the day before. But the thing is, what I'm trying to say very inarticulately is that, in fact, perhaps, despite appearances, I like you very much.
Bridget : Apart from the smoking and the drinking and the vulgar mother and the verbal diarrhea.
Mark : No, I like you very much, just as you are.

Director : See if you can get it right this time. The verdict in the Agani-Heaney case is expected today. Get yourself down to the high court. I want a hardhearted interview. You do know the Aghani-Heaney case?
Bridget : Yes, of course. Big case, featuring someone called "Aghani-Heaney."
Director : Or two people called Kafir Aghani and Eleanor Heaney?

Bridget : (to cameraman)Right. I'll just pop to the shop for some ciggies.

Cameraman : Bridget, we fucked up utterly. Eleanor Heaney and Kafir Aghani have come and gone.
Bridget : Oh, God, I'll be sacked. Did the others get interviews?
Cameraman : I don't know. I was having a slash.


Bridget : (voiceover) Oh, joy, I am a broadcasting genius. Celebrating by cooking birthday feast for close frriends. Have sneaking suspicion am also a genius in the kitchen as well.

(料理の本を見ながら)
Bridget : Tie flavor-enhancing leek and celery together with string. Right. String. Perfect. Finely slice oranges and grate zest...Oh, bugger, bugger!

Julian : Careful, you ham-fisted cow!

Bridget : What are we going to do about this dinner, then?
Mark : We can have blue soup to start, orange pudding to end and, well, for the main course you have congealed green gunge.
Bridget : That is caper berry gravy, actually.

Daniel : You're the only one who can save me. I need you. Without you, 20 years from now, I'll be in some seedy bar with some seedy blonde.
Bridget : And what about Lara?
Daniel : Oh, over, over. Totally fucking finito. Dumped me. Dumped me when she realized I hadn't got over you. I know you're thinking it's just a sex thing but I promise you, whenever I see that skimpy little skirt on TV I just close my eyes and listen to all the intelligent things you'll say.

Bridget : Why are you here?
Daniel : I just told you why I'm here. Why was Mark wanker Darcy here? Oh, bloody hell.

Daniel : (Fighting)(to Mark) I'll shin you!
Tom : Whose side are we on?
Shazzer : Mark's obviously. He's never dumped Bridget for some naked American.
Jude : And he said he liked her just the way she is.
Bridget : But he also nicked Daniel's fiancee and left him broken-hearted.
Tom : Good point. It's very hard one to call.

Bridget : You give the impressino of being all moral and noble and normal and helpful in the kitchen but you're just as bad as the rest of them.
Mark : Well, I can see that I've been laboring under a misapprehension. Very, very foolish mistake, Forgive me.

Bridget : Well, I'm going to Bedfordshire.

Pam : I thought I might ask if we could have another go. Obviously with some effort on your part to pay a bit more attention to me. I do realize what I'm like sometimes. It doesn't help that you and Bridget have your lovely grown-up club of two and always say, "What's silly old Mummy gone and done this time?" You used to be mad about me. You couldn't get enough of me. What do you think?
Colin : I don't know, Pam. I just don't know now. It's been very hard...I'm joking, you daft cow. Pam, I just don't work without you.

Bridget : I just have something that I want to say. You once said that you liked me just as I am and I just I wanted to say likewise. I mean, there are stupid things your mum buys you. Tonight's another classic. You're haughty and you always say the wrong thing in every situation. And I seriously believe that you should rethink the length of your sideburns. But you're a nice man and I like you. If you wanted to pop by sometime, that might be nice. More than nice.
Mark : Right. Crikey.
【管理人からの一言】
「変えたほうがいい」というのを婉曲に言う時この
rethinkを使うそうです。(Howdy Howdyの先生より)
・You may want to rethink your wardrobe a little.(エリンブロコビッチより)
・Maybe we ought to rethink the visuals.(ソードフィッシュより)

Jude : I can't believe you said what you said you said.
Bridget : I know! There goes my invite to the Darcys' next year.
Tom : If he didn't leap over and whip you up in his arms, then sod him.
Jude : Yes. He's clearly the most dreadful cold fish.

Bridget : What are you doing here?
Mark : I just wanted to know if you were available for bar mitzvah and christenings as well as ruby weddings. Excellent speech.

Bridget's Diary : Mum was really scraping the barrel with Mark Darcy. He acts like he's got a giant gherkin thrust up his backside.


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