Shadowing | Little Miss Sunshine

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Hey guys! How's it going? Na edição de hoje vamos ver uma cena do filme "Little Miss Sunshine" com Steve Carell and Paul Dano.

SHADOWING - Little Miss Sunshine - Remembrance of things.

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Dwayne: - Sometimes I just wish I could go to sleep until I was eighteen… and skip all this crap, high school and everything, just skip it.

Frank: - You know Marcel Proust?

Dwayne: - He's the guy you teach.

Frank:  - Yeah, french writer. Total loser. Never had a real job, unrequited love affairs, gay… spent twenty years writing a book almost no one reads. He's also probably the greatest writer since Shakespeare. Anyway, he gets down on the end of his life… and he looks back and decides that all those years he suffered, those were the best years of his life, 'cause they made who he was. All the years he was happy, you know, total waste. He didn't learn a thing. So, if you sleep until you're eighteen… ah, think of the suffering you're gonna miss. I mean high school? High school, those are your prime suffering years. They don't get better suffering than that.

Dwayne:  - You know what? Fuck beauty contests! Life is one fucking beauty contest after another. You know, school then college… then work, fuck that! And fuck the air force academy. If I want to fly I'll find a way to fly. Then you do what you love and fuck the rest.

Frank: - Glad you're talking again, Dwayne. You're not nearly stupid as you look.

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Dwayne: - Sometimes I just wish I could go to sleep until I was eighteen… and skip all this crap, high school and everything, just skip it.

As vezes eu queria dormir e acordar só quando eu tivesse dezoito anos… e pular toda essa merda. Ensino médio e tudo, só pular.

Frank: - You know Marcel Proust?

Você conhece Marcel Proust?

Dwayne: - He's the guy you teach.

Ele é o cara que você ensina.

Frank:  - Yeah, french writer. Total loser. Never had a real job, unrequited love affairs, gay… spent twenty years writing a book almost no one reads. He's also probably the greatest writer since Shakespeare. Anyway, he gets down on the end of his life… and he looks back and decides that all those years he suffered, those were the best years of his life, 'cause they made who he was. All the years he was happy, you know, total waste. He didn't learn a thing. So, if you sleep until you're eighteen… ah, think of the suffering you're gonna miss. I mean high school? High school, those are your prime suffering years. They don't get better suffering than that

Sim, escritor francês. Um derrotado total. Nunca teve um trabalho de verdade, amor não correspondido, gay… passou vinte anos escrevendo um livro que quase ninguém lê. Ele é provavelmente o melhor escritor desde Shakespeare. Enfim, ele chega ao fim de sua vida… olha pra trás e percebe que todos aqueles anos que ele sofreu, aqueles anos foram os melhores de sua vida, porque eles o fizeram. Todos os anos que ele foi feliz, sabe, desperdício total. Não aprendeu nada. Então, se você dormir até completar dezoito… ah, pense em todo sofrimento que você vai perder. Quero dizer, ensino médio? Ensino médio, esses são anos de puro sofrimento. Não tem sofrimento melhor do que isso.

Dwayne:  - You know what? Fuck beauty contests! Life is one fucking beauty contest after another. You know, school then college… then work, fuck that! And fuck the air force academy. If I want to fly I'll find a way to fly. Then you do what you love and fuck the rest.

Quer saber? Foda-se concurso de beleza! A vida é uma porra de concurso de beleza depois da outra. Sabe, escola aí faculdade… aí trabalho, foda-se! E foda-se a academia de vôo. Se eu quiser voar eu vou encontrar um jeito de voar. Você faz o que ama e foda-se o resto.

Frank: - Glad you're talking again, Dwayne. You're not nearly stupid as you look.

Eu fico contente que você está falando de novo, Dwayne. Você não é tão estúpido quanto parece.

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Dwayne: - Sometimes I just wish I could go to sleep until I was eighteen… and skip all this crap, high school and everything, just skip it.

Frank: - You know Marcel Proust?

Dwayne: - He's the guy you teach.

Frank:  - Yeah, french writer. Total loser. Never had a real job, unrequited love affairs, gay… spent twenty years writing a book almost no one reads. He's also probably the greatest writer since Shakespeare. Anyway, he gets down on the end of his life… and he looks back and decides that all those years he suffered, those were the best years of his life, 'cause they made who he was. All the years he was happy, you know, total waste. He didn't learn a thing. So, if you sleep until you're eighteen… ah, think of the suffering you're gonna miss. I mean high school? High school, those are your prime suffering years. They don't get better suffering than that.

Dwayne:  - You know what? Fuck beauty contests! Life is one fucking beauty contest after another. You know, school then college… then work, fuck that! And fuck the air force academy. If I want to fly I'll find a way to fly. Then you do what you love and fuck the rest.

Frank: - Glad you're talking again, Dwayne. You're not nearly stupid as you look.