双语读电影 《海洋奇缘》第17章 :原来，恶卡就是特菲提女神！

Maui continued to fight Te Kā, even without his hook. “Come on! COME ON!” he yelled at the lava monster.

No longer sure what to do, Moana took a deep breath to calm herself and listened for her voice inside. She turned and saw Te Kā looming over Maui, volcanic lightning flashing all around them. And then she spotted something on Te Kā’s chest. A glowing spiral covered up by cooling lava. Moana looked over her shoulder at the empty crater where Te Fiti should be.

“The spiral ... ,” she said, looking down at the heart in her hand. Its glow brightened with her every step and she looked to the ocean. Moana knew what she had to do.

As Te Kā lifted a mighty fist to destroy Maui, a blinding light glowed from the heart. Moana held it above her head like a beacon, shining brighter and brighter. Te Kā noticed the light and turned its eyes toward it.

“Let her come to me,” Moana said to the ocean. And the ocean began to recede and part, like it had so many years ago when Moana was a toddler on the beach. As she walked along the path, the water continued to part ... opening a channel all the way to Te Kā’s barrier islands.

“Moana! What are you doing?” shouted Maui.

Te Kā, full of fury, raced down the open channel toward Moana and the heart! But Moana walked peacefully and deliberately toward Te Kā. She looked directly at the raging monster and sang to it calmly, completely focused on it. Moana reminded the monster that there was still a voice down deep inside that no one could ever take away. She explained that she knew what it was like to lose that little voice, and she encouraged the monster to listen to its own.

As Te Kā listened to Moana’s words, the lava monster became quiet and calm. It soon came to rest at Moana’s feet. Moana reached out and put the heart of Te Fiti into the spiral on Te Kā’s chest and whispered, “Know who you are.”

Te Kā closed its eyes, and suddenly its rocky exterior cracked open and crumbled apart, revealing a beautiful, serene green face. Te Kā was Te Fiti! A vibrant crown of flowers and leaves bloomed around Te Fiti’s head.

Maui watched in complete shock as Te Fiti rose and the ocean lifted Moana up into the air. Without warning, Maui was also grabbed by the ocean, sucked under, and dragged to the shore. He was placed right next to Moana. The ocean then carried Heihei and deposited him beside them, too.

“The chicken lives!” shouted Maui, looking at Heihei.

The ground rumbled and shook as Te Fiti used her hand to lift Moana and Maui up toward her face.

Moana knelt and pulled Maui down to his knees, too. Te Fiti nodded in gratitude to Moana, and Moana nodded back. Then Te Fiti looked at Maui ... who shrugged, embarrassed.

“Hey there, Te Fiti. So ... how ya been ... ?” Maui said, trying to be charming. Te Fiti stared at him, unimpressed, and Maui looked down at his feet. “Look, what I did was ... I have no excuse. I did it for myself and ... and I’m sorry.” Maui looked up sincerely.

Te Fiti raised her fist and waited just a moment before opening it. In her palm was Maui’s magical hook. Maui couldn’t believe it—it was fixed and looked as beautiful as it had the day he’d gotten it!

“YES! Chee-hoo!” he said, overjoyed. He stopped himself and lowered his voice, trying to remain respectful. “Thank you, uh, thank you ... your kind gesture is deeply, deeply appreciated.” He added a small, “Chee-hoo!” Then he turned into a tiny bug and flew off.

Te Fiti lifted Moana close and gave her a hongi. She lowered Moana next to Maui on the shore and faded into the island as blossoms exploded all around them. A sea of pink petals floated through the air, swirling onto the sand over Moana’s boat, now fully restored and decorated with bright, beautiful flowers!

Maui scattered some birdseed for Heihei. “Gonna miss ya, Drumstick,” he said. Heihei tried to eat the food but missed. Maui smiled fondly and shook his head. “Don’t ever change.”

Maui looked at Moana, and they both knew it was almost time to say goodbye. Moana gazed out to the ocean. “You could come with us, you know,” she said. “My people are going to need a master wayfinder.”

“They already have one,” said Maui.

He smiled as a new tattoo appeared over his heart. It was a picture of Moana, the proud wayfinder. Mini Maui smiled at Moana, then lifted the sky of the particular tattoo he was in and comfortably settled into place.

Moana jumped up and pulled Maui in for a big hug. When they parted, Maui swung his hook mightily, charging up and turning into a hawk. With one last smile, he flew off into the sky.

Moana hoisted her sail and glanced back at the island of Te Fiti, awash with color. She dipped her oar into the water and headed out to sea.