一、相關資料
劇名：The Song Of Lunch 午宴之歌
類型：劇情
午宴之歌編劇：Christopher Reid
主演：Alan Rickman 艾倫·里克曼 飾演 他（He）
Emma Thompson 艾瑪·湯普森 飾演 她（She）
時長：45分鐘
上映日期：2010年10月25日
英國BBC公司出品，被稱作“詩”一樣的電影，“詩”一樣的
台詞
二、內容簡介
該片講述了Alan Rickman飾演的一位沒有透露姓名的圖書編輯，在與Emma Thompson飾演的前妻分手15年後，兩人再度回到他們過去頻繁出入的Zanzotti餐廳敘舊的故事。女人嫁給了一位世界知名的作家，在巴黎過著絢麗多姿的生活。她依然光鮮亮麗，充滿活力，對世界、對生活、對周圍的人事物都充滿了興趣。而男人則陷入了低迷憂鬱的中年，他的寫作事業一事無成，對出版工作喪失熱情，悔恨愛戀的終結，到了人生的低潮。當他邁入餐廳的時候，發現餐廳在新的管理下，很多地方都已經改變了。而這似乎激化了他對自己年華逝去和被拋棄淘汰的忿恨。這對老情人坐在餐桌旁緬懷過去，此時的基調是感性和喜樂參半的重聚。然而，隨著紅酒入喉，當他們聊起失敗的感情後，敘舊變成了相互責罵。最後，他借著酒意選擇逃避，甚至對為他們服務的服務員小姐產生了一絲冒昧之意想像著自己對那位服務員求婚，只為平息內心的不平衡，可是只是心裡的想像。他醉著來到餐廳的屋頂，眼前浮現了他和她曾經幸福的過往，待他酒醒才發現自己在這個樓頂已經呆了太久，這才急急忙忙衝下樓去尋她，只可惜人走茶涼，她已經離開，只是吩咐好服務員把他的包遞給了他。他才意識到，兩人再也回不去了，正準備離開餐廳的他，不經意間看見了餐廳里除了他以外僅剩下的另一位客人，一位似曾相識的老頭，坐在餐廳的角落裡悶悶喝酒，突然他想起了那個老人中年時期的樣子······他是······
三、經典台詞
"He leaves a message -a yellow sticky
-他用黃色便箋留下信息
"on the dead black of his computer screen.
貼在毫無生氣的黑色電腦螢幕上。
" 'Gone to lunch.I may be some time.' "
“去吃午飯，一會兒再回。”
"His colleagues won't be seeing him for the rest of the afternoon.
他的同事們今天下午都不會再看到他了，
"Rare joy of truancy, of bold escape from the trap of work.
終於能從工作的羈絆里，偷得浮生半日閒
"That heap of typescript" can be left to dwell on its thousand offences against grammar and good sense.
那堆語法和表達都無比違和的文稿隨它們去吧。
"His trusty blue pen can snooze with its cap on.
他值得信任的藍色原子筆，終於可以戴起帽子打個盹兒了。
"Nobody will notice.
沒有人會發覺。
"He shuts the door on the sleeping dog of his own departure.
他關上門離開，絕不打草驚蛇.
"Hurries, not too fast,
匆匆離去，但又不過快。
"along the corridor, taps the lift button, and waits.
穿過走廊,輕按電梯按鈕,然後等待。
"To meet even one person at this delicate juncture would sully the whole enterprise.
在這微妙的關頭，只要遇到一個人就會破胤壞全盤的計畫。
"But he's in luck."
但他是幸運的。
LIFT PINGS（電梯響起）
"The lift YAWNS emptily.
電梯懶洋洋地打起哈欠，空無一人。
"He steps in..."..is enclosed...
他走進……關起……"
..and carried downwards to sunlight……
通向樓下燦爛的陽光，
"and London's approximation of fresh air.
和倫敦的新鮮空氣。
"With one bound.....he is free!
輕輕一躍……他自胤由了！
"It's a district of literary ghosts that walk in broad daylight.
這是個艷陽之下也看得到文壇魂靈的地方，
"Keep your imagination peeled and see Virginia Woolf
舒展你的想像力，你就會看到維吉尼亞·伍爾芙……
"loping off to the library with a trug full of books.
提著滿滿一籃書懶洋洋地走向圖書館。
"And there goes TS Eliot, bound for his first Martini of the day,
這位是托馬斯·艾略特，正奔向他一天中的第一杯馬提尼酒……
"with his gig-lamps and his immaculate sheen.
帶著他輕便的馬車燈和無瑕的光輝。
"BloomSвury and its blue plaques.
布魯姆伯利區和她的藍色匾額，
"The squares and stucco terraces,
廣場和灰泥裝飾的天台,
"where the little industrious publishers still like to hide their offices.
勤勞的小出版商們正藏身其間。
"leafy literary-land,
綠楊陰里的文學聖地，
"that by some dispensation has been left to stand amid the road drills and high,
swivelling cranes.
由於某種特許，方能逃脫龐大的起重機的魔爪。
"In his 50s, he favorites a younger man's impatient pace,
五十歲了，他卻還是喜愛年輕人急切的步調，
"skipping round dawdling or stupidly halted pedestrians.
跳躍著閃過或閒散或蹣跚的行人。
"You're not properly living in London if you don't use the dodges, the short cuts.
如果你不懂得走捷徑的妙技，那你便不算是真正生活在倫敦。
"Yet it's 20 minutes' walk from work to this lunchtime date with an old flame.
步行20分鐘，去赴與舊愛的午宴之約。
"Gaggles of tourists straggle more provocatively than ever.
遊客摩肩接踵的街頭比以往更加惱人。
"Never mind, he's making good time -note the active verb –
沒關係，他的步行還是非常順利，——注意這個主動語態
"and he expects she'll be late.
他暗自期望她會姍姍來遲。
"The restaurant is an old haunt, though he hasn't been there for years.
這間餐館他們曾流連忘返，而他已經許多年沒去光顧過了。
"Zanzotti's -unreformed Soho Italian. Zanzotti's –
從未改變的Soho區義大利餐館。
"Chianti in a basket, breadsticks you snap with a sneeze of dust,
籃子裡的勤地酒，輕胤咬一口麵包條便會因碎屑而噴嚏連連，
"red gingham cloths, overlaid on the diagonal with plain green paper ones.
紅色的方格花布，平鋪在純綠牆紙房間的對角線，
"Finger Smears at the neck of the water carafe,
玻璃水杯的瓶頸上還殘留著指印，
"In his 50s, he favorites a younger man's impatient pace,
五十歲了，他卻還是喜愛年輕人急切的步調，
"skipping round dawdling or stupidly halted pedestrians.
跳躍著閃過或閒散或蹣跚的行人。
"You're not properly living in London if you don't use the dodges, the short cuts.
如果你不懂得走捷徑的妙技，那你便不算是真正生活在倫敦。
"Yet it's 20 minutes' walk from work to this lunchtime date with an old flame.
步行20分鐘，去赴與舊愛的午宴之約。
"Gaggles of tourists straggle more provocatively than ever.
遊客摩肩接踵的街頭比以往更加惱人。
"Never mind, he's making good time -note the active verb –
沒關係，他的步行還是非常順利，——注意這個主動語態
"and he expects she'll be late.
他暗自期望她會姍姍來遲。
"The restaurant is an old haunt, though he hasn't been there for years.
這間餐館他們曾流連忘返，而他已經許多年沒去光顧過了。
"Zanzotti's -unreformed Soho Italian. Zanzotti's –
從未改變的Soho區義大利餐館。
"Chianti in a basket, breadsticks you snap with a sneeze of dust,
籃子裡的勤地酒，輕胤咬一口麵包條便會因碎屑而噴嚏連連，
"red gingham cloths, overlaid on the diagonal with plain green paper ones.
紅色的方格花布，平鋪在純綠牆紙房間的對角線，
"Finger Smears at the neck of the water carafe,
玻璃水杯的瓶頸上還殘留著指印，
"When he suddenly recollects...
他猛然憶起，
"What, precisely?
那究竟是什麼？
"Deja vu?
那份似曾相識的感覺？（原文為法語）
"Some artistic an胤alogy?
是一種美好的相似？
"Too bad. Let it go.
糟糕。任由它去吧。
"On the threshold,
站在門口,
"on the edge of a shadow-world that is yet to welcome him,
站在這迎接他的幻影世界的邊緣，
"he stands and waits.
他在等待。
"Waits for a waiter.
等待侍者。
"First disappointing thing –
第一件令人失望的事情——
"no sign of Massimo,
沒有Massimo的跡象,
"nor of his old staff.
也沒有他的老員工。
"Massimo's pirate crew, as he privately thought of them,
Massimo的海盜伙計，他曾經暗暗稱之，
"some of whose names he knew whilst knowing nothing of their lives beyond the act
他知道他們之中一些人的名字，卻對他們的生活一無所知，除了他們在餐館的舉止
"gra胤ve, flirtatious, resentful, brisk, droll –
或死氣沉沉，或輕浮挑胤逗，或忿忿不平，或輕快活潑，或逗趣滑稽——
"each brought to the table.
一一被搬上餐桌。
"Instead, young men and women
-今天取而代之的，是年輕的侍者——
"roughly half and half - and not all looking especially Italian.
大概各占一半——看上去並非所有都是義大利人。
"How long has it been? Five years?
已經過去多少年了？五年？
"Six years?
六年？
"Ten?
十年？
"Fifteen?
十五年？
"God help us all.
上帝救救我們。
"Though time's winged chariot with the brakes off
時光如白駒過隙，一切
"and in full downhill hurtle must be inaudible, unheard-of, rather,
都在指尖溜走, 在歲月的河流里湮沒不聞,
"to these sprightly boys and girls.
即使對無憂無慮的少年少胤女亦是如此。
"He is noticed, but not recognized, by a waiter he does not recognize,
他被注意到了，卻沒有被認出，這是位他並不認識的侍者。
" but who catches his name in his right ear, then bows clerically
侍者用右耳聽到了他的名字，
"over the ledger that bulges
便如牧師般欠身，
from all the names, "the months and years of names, written in it,
翻看滿是經年累月留下的名字的記事本，
"and that sits open on a slope like a church-lectern Bible.
它鋪展在傾斜的桌面，似乎教胤堂誦經台上的聖經。
"The Book of Reservations.
“預約記錄本”。
"As ever, that pause of anxiety and mute appeal.
一如往常，焦慮的暫停和無聲的請求。
"But there, happily, it is.
在那兒！很好。
"scriptural confirmation.
這是來自聖經的確認。
"Without a Smile, without a word, he is eyebrowed and nodded to follow."
沒有微笑，沒有言語，挑眉和點頭就是讓他跟在身後的邀請。
Thank you.
謝謝。
And the wine list, please?
請問酒單？……
"On the back.
在背面。
"I see.
明白了。
"So things are different after all under new mismanagement.
在這新的不當管理之下，一切都不復從前。
"Might have known it. Did know it, perhaps.
本該知道的。或許，已經知道了。
"The very table linen has lost its patriotism.
亞麻桌布已經失去了往日的愛國情懷。
"Plain white. We surrender.
純白色。到底還是屈服了。
"And this menu -this twanging laminated card –
而這選單——嚓嚓作響的壓層卡片——
"big as a riot pоliceman's shield.
大得簡直就像防暴武警的盾牌。
"Hmm. At first glance, pizzas by the yard.
唔……一眼看過去，滿是披薩。
"More pizzas than there should be.
實在是太多了。
"And too much designer pizzazz.
選單設計者真有些激情過剩。
"Choose the right wine and have it ready breathing for when she arrives.
挑一款好酒，在她到來之時就可以準備得當。
"There's a mid-price Chianti,which won't come plump in tight straw swaddling,
這是中等價格的勤地酒，並不太貴，
"but will do for auld lang syne.
祝福那些美好的往日，已經夠了。
"Old times' sake being the precarious purpose of this tete-a-tete,
這雙人午宴由於舊日的緣故，或許有什麼危險的目的，
"and possibly a great big mistake.
可能會鑄成大錯。
"We said we wouldn't look back.
我們說過的，我們無法回頭。
"Why did she e-mail him suggesting...?
那么她還為何會發郵件提議……？
"No, HE did."
不，是他提議的。
THEY CHATTER AND LAUGH（人們談天大笑。）
"He commands - nice word -a clear view of the entrance,
他掌控著——這是個好詞——入口的視線，
"lit contre-jour so that each new arrival, new candidate for his notice,
正對著門口，是他能夠注意到每一個新的來人，
"appears to step from brightness to bathos with a tacit apology.
從光明步入虛偽，帶著心照不宣的歉意。
" 'Sorry, I'm not...'
‘對不起，我不是……'
"But if not, what?
但若不是，又是什麼呢？
"What will she look like?
她……會是何種模樣？
"Fwop!
喔！
"The cork leaves the bottle and his quick nose wants to pick up the escaping bouquet.
軟木塞離開酒瓶，他敏感的鼻子追蹤著逃逸的酒香。
"Will it be all right?
會不錯吧？
"The waiter pours out the statutory measure –
侍者倒出了似乎是法定約束的量，
"one imperial glug - which he lifts and breathes over thinkingly.
優雅地汩汩流胤出 - 他舉起杯，若有所思地嗅著。
"Not corked."
不必再蓋上了。
That's fine, thank you. Leave it there.
很好了，謝謝你。放在那兒吧。
He'll do the pouring.
他會自己倒的。
"It's quite sharp but should broaden out.
葡萄不夠熟，相當酸，應該讓酸味逸出。
"He takes his tumbler of water, overweight bubbles mobbing up to greet him,
他拿起冰水，泡沫熙熙攘攘地歡迎他。
"sips that and feels the chill fizz smash against his palate.
輕輕啜飲，冰冷的寒意衝擊著他的味覺。
"Thirstier than he thought,
他比他所想的還要口渴
"he drinks till the ice rests on his upper lip."
他一飲而盡，直到冰塊停留在他的上唇。
WOMAN: Hello.
（女聲）你好。
"She's here.
她來了。
"How did that happen? Had he taken his eyes off the door for so long?
這是怎么回事？他已經把目光從門口移開這么久了嗎？
"Flustered, self-reprimanding,he is still able to start to rise from his seat..."
手足無措，自我譴責，但他還是能從椅子上起身……
Well...I didn't see...
喔……我沒有看到……
"..and be met halfway with a soft peck, smack in the middle of his mouth.
卻在中途邂逅了輕輕一吻，印在他的唇間。
"Familiar collision of pout against pout.
唇與唇熟悉地觸碰。
"Though there's something different, too. A new...what? Fragrance? Aura?
但也有些許不同。那不同的是什麼？……芬芳？氣息？
"Hint of carefree expenditure?
不必計較消費的暗示？
"waft of wealth?
富有的訊號？
"How lovely."
多美。
I hope I'm not late.
但願我沒有來遲。
You're not late at all.
一點也沒有。
"So, the human paradox.
看，人類的自相矛盾、似是而非。
"The same and changed.
未曾改變的和不復當初的……
"All that he remembers, vivid in the differences.
他記得曾經的一切，她的改變歷歷在目。
"Is she thinner?
她瘦了？
"Somehow there's a sharper outline which is not just smart tailoring,
似乎更加分明的曲線，又不僅僅得益於聰明的裁縫，
"and her hair looks better behaved.
她的髮型看起來愈發精緻。
"She hangs her bag, pampered scarlet leather,
她提起她的皮包，奢侈的亮紅皮革，
"over the back of her chair and skips into the seat.
掛在椅背，然後輕快地坐在椅子上。
" 'Now,' that movement says.quick, eager, a touch needy,
“就是現在”， 那個動作傳達著。迅速, 渴望, 急切，
"as if she were beginning a lesson in a subject she's good at.
好像她正要上一節她所擅長科目的課。
"It puts him on his mettle."
這可要讓他全力以赴了。
There!
嗨！
Here.
嗨。
"Lips, eyes, eyebrows and the new lines in her forehead
雙唇，眉眼，額頭新生的皺紋，
"fill out the harmony."
調和而優雅。
Have some wine.
來點酒。
I'm afraid it...
我恐怕……
hasn't really had time.
它還沒放夠時間。
"He pours into the two glasses,
他倒進兩個杯子，
"measuring by ear identical notes."
用聽覺衡量，直到持平。
This is a disappointment. Remember the old flasks?
真是令人失望，還記得曾經的細頸瓶嗎？
Kitsch, I know, but didn't you have a soft spot?
很俗氣，我知道，但是誰又能完美無瑕？
snug in their raffia like fat cuckoos in small nests.
現在這些瓶子在酒椰里舒服地待著，就跟發福的布穀鳥蹲在巢里似的
Still, nothing lasts.
不過也是，沒什麼能永恆不變。
What's the toast? Happy days?
-祝酒詞是什麼呢？-美好生活？
"Happy days" it is.
“美好生活”， 就是它了。
"Rims meet and clink, Swaying the cradled liquid.
杯緣相觸，叮然聲響，杯中酒液輕輕搖晃，
······
"Lunch!
午宴！
"Oh!
"Nicely judged lurches propel him down to the ground floor.
一步未空的蹣跚帶他回到底層。
"And a more stately progress, "just once cannoning Off The Wall,
整點儀容，只要轟破城牆，
"brings him back to the restaurant, now almost deserted.
便可重回餐館……可現在早已人去樓空。
"That's his table over there.
那是他的桌子。
"unoccupied. less than an hour has passed,
空無一人。將近一個小時過去了，
"but he might have died and be returning as a ghost."
也許他已經死去了吧，回來的不過是個鬼魂。
The lady, she go. You no come back.
那位夫人，她走了。你一直沒有回來。
No, no, no, no. She pay.
不，不，不，不。她付過錢了。
"Airy hesitation. He tucks his wallet away.
輕快的猶疑。他把錢包放回原處。
Was...Was she angry?
她……她生氣了嗎？
"Big shrug. Big shake of head.
"Comical, big-mouthed grimace.
聳聳肩膀，歪歪頭。可笑地咧起嘴。
"Wouldn't care to say, same as enough said.
不說也就等於說了。
"Look! They've looked after his shoulder bag.
看哪！他們保管著他的挎包呢。
"Now he is saddled and ready to depart.
現在他鞍馬齊全，可以離開了。
"But first, a last goodbye to the old place.
但是首先，該對這老地方說聲再見。
"Nothing more empty than a room full of tables, laid...but without occupants.
沒有什麼比擺滿了桌子的房間更空曠的了，擺滿了……卻沒有客人。
"No, wait.
不，等等。
"There's someone seated by the window.
窗邊還有一人獨坐。
"A very old man.
十分蒼老的人。
"parchment face, sparse white hairs combed in strict parallels,
羊皮紙似的臉龐，稀稀落落的白髮平整地梳起。
"blind, staring eyes, black tie, black suit,
失明而呆滯的眼睛，黑色的領帶，黑色的套裝，
"rigid as a cadaver from some Sicilian catacomb.
像是西西里墳塋中的死屍。
"Husk of life. Without sap, without savour.
空有皮囊。無血，無肉。
"Nudge him, he'll crumble.
輕輕一推，便會煙消雲散。
"As he turns to go,the recognition...
他轉身欲去,可一種恍然的知覺……
"pierces him.
刺痛了他。
"Massimo!"
那是Massimo!
-The End-
