9 Take Ten

CHAPTER 9 Take Ten There was a sign on the door to Brody's Grill that said CLOSED. But even though the door said closed, there were a lot of people outside wanting to get in. They couldn't, though, because a man with a clipboard was guarding the door. Mrs. Lewis went right up to him. "We're here to watch them film the show," she said. "I'm Annette Lewis. I believe there are three seats inside reserved in my name."

第九章 休息十分钟 布罗迪烧烤店的门上挂着个牌子，写着“停业中”。 可尽管门上写着停业，门外还是有好多人想进去。 不过他们进不去，因为有个拿着剪贴板的男人守在门口。 刘易斯太太径直走到他面前。 “我们是来看节目录制的，”她说。 “我是安妮特·刘易斯。 我相信里面留了三个以我名字预订的座位。”

The guard checked his clipboard. "Yes, yes. I see you here. But they're filming right now, so you're going to have to wait for a break." Wow, filming had started already?! We couldn't even look through the windows because they were blacked up like someone had put construction paper covering them up. All we could do was wait. Waiting is one of my LEAST favorite things. And one of Joshua's least favorite things, too. He didn't say so but I could tell because he kept pacing back and forth and kicking at invisible things on the sidewalk. Then Mrs. Lewis told him to cut it out, so he didn't hurt his foot on top of already hurting his hand. "I just want to get in already," Joshua said. "Otherwise I hurt my hand for nothing."

保安核对了一下他的剪贴板。 “对，没错。 我在这里看到你的名字了。 但他们现在正在录制，所以你们得等休息时间才能进。” 哇，录制居然已经开始了？！ 我们连往窗户里看都做不到，因为窗户全被涂黑了，就像有人在上面贴了施工用纸似的。 我们能做的只有等。 等待是我最最讨厌的事情之一。 也是约书亚最讨厌的事情之一。 他没说出来，但我看得出来，因为他一直在来回踱步，还踢着人行道上看不见的小东西。 后来刘易斯太太让他别这么做，免得他已经受伤的手还没好，又把脚给弄伤了。 “我就是想赶紧进去嘛，”约书亚说。 “不然我这手不是白伤了吗。”

"Don't think I've forgotten about that, Joshua," Mrs. Lewis said. "We're going to have a long talk about behavior when we get home later." I could tell Joshua was embarrassed his mom said that in front of me because the tips of his ears turned red. I felt bad for him. But most of all I felt worried—worried that they wouldn't take any filming breaks and we'd miss the whole show! About a hundred years later, there was a knock at the door. Okay, fine, it wasn't a hundred years, but it felt like it. It must've been some kind of signal, because the guard opened the door and we were allowed to walk inside. "They're not done filming yet, are they?" I asked Mrs. Lewis.

“别以为我忘了这事，约书亚，”刘易斯太太说。 “等我们晚点回家，得好好谈谈你的行为问题。” 我看得出来约书亚觉得很尴尬，因为他妈妈当着我的面说这话，他的耳尖都红了。 我有点为他难过。 但我最多的还是担心——担心他们根本不会暂停录制，我们会错过整个节目！ 大概过了一百年之后，门上传来了敲门声。 好吧，其实没到一百年，但感觉就像过了那么久。 这肯定是某种信号，因为保安打开了门，我们可以进去了。 “他们还没录完，对不对？” 我问刘易斯太太。

"I'm sure they're not," she said. "Let's find your dad." "Take ten, everyone," someone called. Then Hal Lewis came over to say hello to us and take us to the area where we could watch everything. "Did Penny finish yet?" I asked. "Oh no," Hal Lewis said. "She's just taking

“我肯定他们还没录完，”她说。 “我们去找你爸爸吧。” “大家休息十分钟，”有人喊道。 然后哈尔·刘易斯走过来跟我们打招呼，带我们去可以观看全程录制的区域。 “佩妮已经录完了吗？” 我问。 “哦还没呢，”哈尔·刘易斯说。 “她只是正在

a ten-minute break. Come along." We walked across the restaurant. It didn't actually look like a restaurant at all anymore. The tables that usually stood in the middle of the room had been cleared out. Instead, there was a bunch of huge black lights set up around the room, and guys holding cameras. There was also a big huge white sheet, and black wires that—

休十分钟的假。 跟我来。” 我们穿过餐厅。 现在这里看起来根本不像个餐厅了。 原本摆在屋子中间的桌子都被清走了。 取而代之的是房间周围架着的一大堆巨大的黑色灯光，还有举着摄像机的工作人员。 还有一块很大的白布，以及黑色的电线，那些电线——