双语读电影 《魔发奇缘》第12章 :他决心把这个姑娘吓回塔里

As Mother Gothel tore through the forest searching for Rapunzel, Flynn and Rapunzel were still searching for a place to eat.

“Ah, there it is!” Flynn exclaimed at last. “The Snuggly Duckling!”

Rapunzel stared at the little tavern. It looked interesting. She cocked her head. The crooked old wooden building was tucked into the base of a large tree. It seemed as if the tree and the building had grown together and the tree had determined which way they would grow. Having never seen any building other than the stone tower, she thought it seemed perfectly natural that the wooden shingles and shutters would fit right into the tree. One wall of the tavern bent out around a root. The peak of the tavern’s roof curved down under a limb. And the tavern seemed wobbly all over.

Outside the tavern, there were some horses. They seemed gentle. She wasn’t too frightened of them, but she did wonder why they were tied to a fence.

“Don’t worry,” Flynn said. “It’s a very quaint place, perfect for you. Don’t want you getting scared and giving up on this whole endeavor, now, do we?”

He was determined to terrify that girl right back to her tower, retrieve his crown, and cash it in.

“Well, I do like ducklings,” Rapunzel said, trying to be positive as she worried about the possibility of finding ruffians inside.

“Who doesn’t?” Flynn said brightly. “I’m buying. And by buying,” he said with a wink, “I mean stealing. And by stealing, I mean taking unlawfully.” He chuckled to himself. This girl was oh-so na?ve! She was practically clinging to him, her body trembling in fear.

“Gar?on!” Flynn shouted to the greasy tavern keeper as they entered the ramshackle establishment. “Your finest table, please!”

The tavern was dark and musty inside. It was noisy, too, filled with the sounds of men yelling and fighting, laughing and grumbling. Rapunzel’s eyes widened. A silence fell over the room as she and Flynn entered. When her eyes adjusted to the gloom, she looked around. The tavern was filled with a large group of terrifying, Ruffians and thugs! Rapunzel’s heart raced. They want my hair!

Rapunzel was horrified as she and Flynn made their way through the tavern. The thugs were battle-scarred and wore armor that had been pierced by arrows; they carried axes and spears. Not a single one had bathed or shaved. Poor Pascal turned sickly green when he saw that the cook was making lizard stew.

Suddenly, Rapunzel felt someone grab a piece of her hair.

“That’s a lot of hair,” the thug said menacingly.

“Is that blood in your mustache?” Flynn asked another, smaller thug. “Look at this, look at all the blood in his mustache!” Flynn said to Rapunzel.

Rapunzel backed away in terror and bumped into another thug. “Sorry,” she said to the man. “Sorry.”

Flynn could see that Rapunzel was as white as a ghost. His plan was working. “Hey, you don’t look so good, Blondie. Maybe we should get you home, call it a day?” he suggested hopefully.

“Okay.” Rapunzel nodded.

“Probably better off doing just that.” Flynn shrugged. “This is a five-star joint, after all. And if you can’t handle this place, well, maybe you should be back in your tower.”

Flynn had opened the door to leave when a huge hand grabbed the door and slammed it. The hand slapped the wanted poster of Flynn onto the door.

“Is this you?” the huge man said.

Now Flynn turned pale. He was in a room full of thugs, and his experience with thugs was that they didn’t show much mercy when a reward was involved.