Episode 5 The Right Magic ACT II钓鱼秘诀 第二幕

[ At a lake in upstate New York the next morning. Grandpa, Philip, and Robbie are preparing to fish. ]

Robbie: This is really neat! When do we eat?

Philip: First, we have to catch some fish. In order to catch fish, you have to do this. [ He prepares the fishing line. ] Here we go. That's it. Then drop it into the water. All of this comes before eating. OK?

Robbie: How do you know so much about fishing?

Philip: Grandpa taught me. We spent a lot of time fishing together. Now, the important thing is to get the hook close to the fish. All right? Like this. [ He puts his fishing line into the water. ]

Robbie: I think I see some fish right under us, Dad.

Philip: Oh, not a chance!

Robbie: I just saw a big one!

[ A young boy arrives with a fishing rod. ]

Grandpa: Hi, there!

Albert: Hi.

Grandpa: What's your name?

Albert: Albert.

Grandpa: Are you all alone?

Albert: Yes, sir.

Grandpa: How old are you, Albert?

Albert: I'm ten.

Philip: Where's your father?

Albert: He's up there at the lodge.

Philip: Does he know you're here?

Albert: Yes, sir.

Philip: OK, Robbie, maybe you should watch him. The water's pretty deep here.

Robbie: I'll watch him, Dad.

[ A little while later. They are still fishing. ]

Robbie: What time is it?

Grandpa: It's almost lunchtime, and no fish yet.

Robbie: I can go up to the lodge for some hot dogs and drinks.

Philip: No way! We're here to catch our lunch.

Grandpa: To catch fish, you need the right magic.

Philip: That's right. I forgot! The right magic. Do it for Robbie, Dad.

Grandpa:  You remember?

Philip: Sure. Come on.

Grandpa: Well, first, you have to turn your hat around like this. Then you close your eyes and say the magic words. Fish, fish, send me a fish.

Robbie: [ He closes his eyes. ] Fish, fish, send me a fish.... I got one!

Grandpa: See, it works!

Robbie: It's a big one!

Philip: Well, it always worked for me, too.

Robbie: Grandpa, get the net, please! [ Grandpa gets the net, and Robbie finally catches the fish. ]

Robbie: Dad, you got one, too!

Philip: You bet I have! [ Philip brings up a boot from the water. ]

Grandpa: Easy, Philip, easy.

Robbie: Sorry, Dad.

Philip: Well, one more and I've got a pair of boots.

Robbie: You didn't say the magic words.

Grandpa: Robbie's right.

Philip: Yes, but you did, and we've got our lunch. Let's build a fire and cook it! Come on, Albert, you can help us!

Albert: I want to stay here and fish.

Grandpa: All right, but be careful.

[ A little later. Grandpa, Philip, and Robbie are around their campfire. ]

Robbie: Is it finished yet?

Philip: I think so.  I hope you like your fish well done.

Grandpa: Burned, you mean.

Philip: Hey, I'm a doctor, not a chef.

[ They hear Albert calling from the lake. ]

Albert: Help! Help! I can't swim!

Robbie: Dad! Grandpa! He fell in!

[ Robbie and philip rush to save Albert. They pull him from the water and place him on the dock. ]

Philip: Easy does it, Robbie. That a boy. That's it.

Grandpa: He's not breathing, Philip!

Philip: Robbie, run to the car! Bring a blanket and my medical bag.

Robbie: Yes, Dad.

[ Philip slowly breathes into the boy's mouth. ]

Philip: Now, come on, son. Come on, son.

Grandpa: Breathe, Albert!