我找到了哈利波特3的全部英文台词~``
不知道能不能帮到你哦~``
我再尽力帮你找找其它几部的~``
这个你就先拿去吧~`http://cache.baidu.com/c?word=%B9%FE%C0%FB%3B%B2%A8%CC%D8%3B%D3%A2%CE%C4%3B%CC%A8%B4%CA&url=http%3A//www%2E52harrypotter%2Ecom/club/dispbbs%2Easp%3FboardID%3D6%26ID%3D44749&b=0&a=13&user=baidu
先帖一部分就不全帖了.剩下的你就到网址里看哈.*^^*~~
Harry: Lumos Maxima.
Marge: Harry, Harry.
Vernon: Harry, open the door.
Harry: Uncle Vernon, I need you to sign this form.
Vernon: What is it?
Harry: Nothing, school stuff.
Vernon: Later perhaps, if you behave.
Harry: I will if she does.
Marge: Oh, you’re still here, are you?
Harry: Yes.
Marge: Don’t say yes in that ungrateful way. Damn good of my brother to keep you. He’d have been straight to an orphanage if he’d been dumped on my doorstep. Is that my Dudders? Is that my little neffy-pooh? Give us a kiss. Come on. Up, up.
Vernon: Take Marge’s suitcase upstairs.
Harry: Okay.
Marge: Finish that off for Mommy. Good boy, Nippy-pooh.
Vernon: Can I tempt you, Marge?
Marge: Just a small one. Excellent nosh, Petunia. A bit more. Usually just a fry-up for me, what with 12 dogs. Just a bit more. That is a boy. You wanna try a little drop of brandy? A little drop of brandy-brandy windy-wandy for Rippy-pippy-pooh? What are you smirking at?
Harry:(Nothing)
Marge: Where did you send the boy, Vernon?
Vernon: St Brutus’s. It’s a fine institution for hopeless cases.
Marge: Do they use a cane at St Brutus’s, boy?
Harry: Oh, yeah. Yeah, I’ve been beaten loads of times.
Marge: Excellent. I won’t have this namby-pamby wishy-washy nonsense about not beating people who deserve it. You mustn’t blame yourself about how this one turned out. It’s all to do with blood. Bad blood will out. What is it the boy’s father did, Petunia?
Petunia: Nothing. He didn’t work. He was unemployed.
Marge: And a drunk too, no doubt?
Harry: That’s a lie.
Marge: What did you say?
Harry: My dad wasn’t a drunk.
Marge: Don’t worry. Don’t fuss, Petunia. I have a very firm grip.
Vernon: I think it’s time you went to bed.
Marge: Quiet, Vernon. You, clean it up. Actually, it’s nothing to do with the father. It’s all to do with the mother. You see it all the time with dogs. If something’s wrong with the *****, then something’s wrong with the pup.
Harry: Shut up! Shut up!
Marge: Right, let me tell you… Vernon, Vernon, do something!(Screaming.)
Vernon: Stop! I’ve got you, Marge! I’ve got you!
Marge: Hold on! Hold on!
Vernon: Get off!
Marge: Don’t you dare!
Vernon: Sorry!
Petunia: Oh, Vernon! Oh god!
Vernon: Marge!
Vernon: You bring her back! You bring her back now! You put her right!
Harry: No! She deserved what she got! Keep away from me!
Vernon: You can’t do magic outside school!
Harry: Yeah? Try me!
Vernon: They won’t let you back now. You’ve nowhere to go.
Harry: I don’t care. Anywhere is better than here.
Stan: Welcome to the Knight Bus, emergency transport for the stranded witch or wizard. My name is Stan Shunpike, and I will be your conductor for this evening. What’re you doing down there?
Harry: I fell over.
Stan: What do you fell over for?
Harry: I didn’t do it on purpose.
Stan: Oh, come on, then. Let’s not wait for the grass to grow. What are you looking at?
Harry: Nothing.
Stan: Well, come on, then. In. No, no, no. I’ll get this. You get in.
Harry: Come on.
Stan: Come on, move on, move on, move on.
A: Take her away, Ern.
B: Yeah, take it away, Ernie. It’s going to be a bumpy ride.
Stan: What did you say your name was again?
Harry: I didn’t.
Stan: Whereabouts are you headed?
Harry: The Leaky Cauldron. That’s in London.
Stan: You hear that “The Leaky Cauldron. That’s in London.”
B: The Leaky Cauldron. If you have a pea soup make sure you eat it before it eats you.
Harry: But the muggles, can’t they see us?
Stan: Muggles? They don’t see anything, do they?
B: No, but if you jab them with a fork, they feel. Ernie, little old lady at 12 o’clock. Ten, nine, eight…seven, six, five…four, three, three and a half, two, one and three quarters…Yes!
Harry: Who is that? That man?
Stan: Who is that? Who is? That is Sirius Black, that is. Don’t tell me you’ve never been hearing of Sirius Black. He’s a murderer. Got himself locked up in Azkaban for it.
Harry: How did he escape?
Stan: Well, that’s the question, isn’t it? He’s the first one that done it. He was a big supporter of…You-Know-Who. I reckon you’ve heard of him.
Harry: Yeah. Him I’ve heard of.
B: Ernie, two double-deckers at 12 o’clock. They are getting closer, Ernie. They are right on top of us. Mind your head. Hey, guys? Guys? Why the long faces? Yeah, yeah. Nearly there, nearly there.
Stan: The Leaky Cauldron. Next stop, Knockturn Alley.
Waiter: Oh, Mr. Potter, at last.
A: Take her away, Ern.
B: Yeah, take it away, Ernie.
Waiter: Room 11.
Harry: Hedwig.
Waiter: Right smart bird you got there, Mr. Potter. He arrived here just 5 minutes before yourself.
Fudge: As the minister of magic, it is my duty to inform you, Mr. Potter. Earlier this evening, your uncle’s sister was located…a little south of Sheffield, circling a chimney stack. The Accidental Magic Reversal Department was dispatched immediately. She has been properly punctured and her memory modified. She will have no recollection of the incident whatsoever. So that’s that…and no harm done. Pea soup?
Harry: No, thank you.Minister?
Fudge: Yes?
Harry: I don’t understand.
Fudge: Understand?
Harry: I broke the low. Underage wizards can’t use magic outside home.
Fudge: Come now, Harry. The ministry doesn’t send people to Azkaban for blowing up their aunts. On the other hand, running away like that, given the state of things was very, very irresponsible.
Harry: “The state of things”, sir?
Fudge: We have a killer on the loose.
Harry: Sirius Black, you mean? But what’s he got to do with me?
Fudge: Nothing, of course. You are safe, and that’s what matters. And tomorrow you will be on your way back to Hogwarts. These are your new schoolbooks. I took the liberty of having them brought here. Now Tom will show you to your room.
Harry: Hedwig.
Fudge: Oh, by the way, Harry. Whilst you’re here, it would be best if you didn’t wander.
