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In a café: ‘It’s cheapear toe at to Marguerite’s’

Christina: What would you like to eat Peter? The cheese sándwiches are the cheapest.

Peter: Er… mmm… oh, a cheese sandwich, please, Christina.

Christina: Cheese.. mm… Janine? Would you like a beef sándwich or a cheese

sándwich?

Janine: A cheese sándwich, please.

Peter: What about you Christina? Would you like cheese or beef?

Waitress: Are you all ready to order? What would you like to eat?

Christina: Er, we’ll have one beef sándwich, two cheese sándwiches, and, mmm, tea

for me.

Janine: Tea for me too, please.

Peter: Yes, mae that three teas, please.

Waitress: One beef sándwich, two cheese sandwiches and three teas.
/I/

Three interesting films.

Bill: Good evening, Mrs Lee.

Gina: Is Kim in?

Bill: Is he coming to the cinema, Mrs Lee? It’s the Children’s Film Festival.

Mrs Lee: Kim’s ill.

Bill: Here he is!

Gina: Hi, Kim!

Kim: Hi, Gina! Hi, Bill!

Bill: Kim we’ve got these three free tickets t osee three prize winning films for children!

Mrs Lee: Listen, Kim …

Kim: Is it interesting?

Gina: We think it is. First there’s a short film about gorillas and chimpanzee in Africa,

and…
Bill: … then the next film is about the six Olympic gimnastic competitions, and then…

Gina: … then it’s the big film – The History of English Cricket.

Kim: Cricket!

Bill: It’s a terrific film.

Mrs Lee: If you’re ill, Kim.

Gina: It would be a pity to miss it

Mrs Lee: Now listen, you kids…

Bill: And it begins in fifty minutes.

Mrs Lee: KIM!

Kim: Quick! Or we’ll miss the beginning of the gorilla film!

Adele: Hi, Emma! Hi, Ben! Hello, Emily! Hello; Eddie! Hi, everybody!

Everybody: Hi, Adele!

Emily: Nice t osee you again, Adele. Kevin, this is Adele. Adele, this is Kevin.

Adele: Hi, Kevin. Are you listening to The Red Hot Chili Pepers. It’s a terribly loud.

Kevin: Yes… Is that better? Are you friend of Emma’s?

Adele: Yes.

Kevin: Emma said she had a friend called Adele.

Eddie: Help yourself to Mexican food, Adele it’s on the kitchen bench.

Emily: And there’s French bread on the shelf.

Ben: Can I get you a drink, Adele?

Adele: Yes, thanks Ben, some lemonade with a bit of ice in it.

Emma: Have you met my friend Adele yet, Kevin?

Kevin: Yes, I’ve just met her she’s very friendly.

Ben: How did you spend your holidays, Adele?

Everybody: Well!

Emma: We’re all jealous.

Eddie: Was it expensive?

Adele: Not very. But I spent everything I haven’t any money left.

She doesn’t loves him

Jasmine: Honey, why are you so sad? (Duncan says nothing)

Jasmine: Honey, why are you so unhappy? I don’t understand.

Duncan: You don’t love me.. Jasmine!

Jasmine: But Duncan, I love you very much!

Duncan: That’s untrue Jasmine. You love my cousin.

Jasmine: Justin?

Duncan: No, his brother.

Jasmine: Dudly?
Duncan: No stop being funny, Jasmine. Not that one. The other brother, Hunter. You think he’s

lovely and I’m unattractive.

Jasmine: Duncan! That’s utter rubbish!

Duncan: And Hunter love you too.

Jasmine: No he doesn’t.

Duncan: Yes, he does.

Jasmine: Duncan, just once last month I had lunch with Hunter you mustn’t worry. I like your

company much better than Hunter’s. Hunter’s….

Duncan: Oh, just shut up, Jasmine!

Jasmine: But honey, I think you’re wonderful.

Duncan: Oh, shut up, Jasmine.

Jasmine: Now that’s enough! You’re just jealous, Ducan. You shut up!
At a party

Alana: What marvellous party this is! Im having so much fun, Margaret.

Margaret: Wheres your glass, Alana?

Alana: Here you are. Thanks. That’s enough.

Martin: Alana, Margaret! Come into the garden. Tara Darling and Markus Marsh are dancing

on the Grass.

Margaret: In the dark?

Martin: They’re dancing under the stars

Alana: Fantastic! And Bart Jackson is playing his guitar.

Margaret: Just look at Tara! She can’t dance but she looks very Smart.

Martin: Look Markus. What a fabulous dancer!

Alana: What an attractive couple they are! Lets take a photograph of them.
Tv Advertisement /D/

Voice A: What’s wrong with you, Mrs Bloggs?

Mrs Bloggs: What’s wrong with me? I want a socks!

Voice B: Buy a bottle of ‘Onwash’, MRs Bloggs

Voice C: ‘Onwash’ is so soft and strong.

Voice D: You don’t want lots of hotter wáter with ‘Onwash’

Voice A: It’s not a long job with ‘Onwash’

Voice B: Use ‘Onwash’ often.

Voice C: You won’t be sorry when you’ve got ‘Onwash’.

Voice D: Everybody wants ‘Onwash’.

Everybody: ‘Onwash’ is so popular!

Sports report from Radio Station 4

Announcer: This morning the Roarers football teama rrived back from York. Laura Short is out

sports reporter and she was at the airport.

Laura Short: Good morning, listeners. This is Laura Short. All the footballers are walking

towards me. Here’s George Ball, The goalkeeper, good morning, George.

George Ball: Good morning. Are you a reporter?

Laura Short: Yes,George. I’m Laura Short from Radio Station4. Tell us about the football match

with York.

George Ball: Well, it was awful. We lost. And the scoe was forty-four, four. But it wasn’t my

fault, Laura.

Laura Short: Whose fault was it? George?

George Ball: The forwards

Laura Short: The forwards?

George Ball: Yes. The forwards. They were always falling over or losing the ball!
The book /U/

Mr Cook: Could You tell me where you’ve put my book, Browen ?

Mrs Cook: Isn’t it on the bookshelf ?

Mr Cook: No. The bookshelf is full of your cookery books.

Mrs Cook: Then you should look in the bedroom shoouldn’t you?

Mr Cook: I’ve looked you took that book and put in somewhere, didn’t you?

Mrs Cook: The living room?

Mr Cook: No. I’ve looke. I’m going to put all my books in a box and lock it!

Mrs Cook: Look! John! It’s on the floor next to your foot.

Mr Cook: Ah! Good

Miss Luke: Good Afternoon girls.

Girls: Good afternoon, Miss Luke.

Miss Luke: This afternoon we’re going to learn how to cook soup.

Turn on your computers and look at unit twenty two.

Lucy: Excuse me, Miss Luke.

Miss Luke: Yes, Lucy?

Lucy: There’s some chewing gum on your shoe.

Miss Luke: Who threw their chewing gum on the floor? Was it you, Lucy?

Lucy: No, Miss Luke. It was Susan.

Miss Luke: Who?

Lucy: Susan Duke.

Susan: It wasn’t me! Stupid. It was Julie.

Julie: IT was you!

Susan: It wasn’t me. My mouth’s full of chewing gum. Look, Miss Luke!
Julie: Stop pulling my hair, Susan. It was you!

Susan: You!

Julie: YOU!

Miss Luke: Excuse me! If you two continue with this rudeness, you can stay after school instead

of going to the pool.

Sir Herbet: Nurse!

Colonel Burton: Nurse! I’m Thirsty

Sir Herbert: Nurse! My head hurts!

Colonel Burton: Nurse Sherman always wear such dirty shirts.

Sir Herbert: He never arrives at work early

Colonel Burton: He and… er… Nurse Turner weren’t at work on Thursday, were they?

Sir Herbert: No, they weren’t.

Colonel Burton: Nurse Sherman is the worst nurse in the ward, isn’t he, Sir Herbert?

Sir Herbert: No, he isn’t, Colonel Burton. He’s the worst nurse in the world.
At the railway station /ei/

Mr Grey: This Train’s late! I’ve been waiting here for ages.

Porter: Which train?

Mr Grey: The 8.18 to Baker Street.

Porter: The 8.18? I’m afraid you’ve made a mistake, sir.

Mr Grey: A mistake? My timetable says: Baker Street train- 8.18.

Porter: Oh no. The Baker Street leaves at 8.08.

Mr Grey: 8.08?

Porter: They changed the timetable at the end of April. It’s the first of May today.

Mr Grey: Changed it? May I see the the new timetable? What does it say

Porter: It says: Baker Street train 8.08.

Mr Grey: Oh no, You’re right. The train isn’t late, I am.

Heidi: Hi, Nigel! (She’s smiling)

Nigel: Hi, Heidi! Hi, Caroline. You’re looking nice Caroline.

Nigel: Would you like some iced coffee, Caroline?

Caroline: No thanks, Nigel! I’m busy typing. I have 99 pages to type by Friday.

Nigel: Never mind. Do you like motorbike riding, Caroline?

Caroline: Sometimes… my móvil! Hello.. Hi, Riley! Mmm… I’d like that… mmm … at five… at the

library. It’s 19 high street… bye bye!

Nigel: Would you like to come riding with me tonight Caroline?

Caroline: Not tonight. I’m going for a drive with a Riley.

Nigel: What about Friday?

Caroline: Friday? I’m going climbing with Miles.

Nigel: All right then. Bye.

Heidi: Caroline! Nigel’s put something behind your computer.

Carolie: Is it something nice, Heidi?

Joyce Royals Rolls Royce

Roy Coyne: What a terrible noise, Mrs Royal!

Joyce Royal: Isn’t it annoying? Roy? It’s out of oil.

Roy Coyne: A Rolls Royce! Out of oil? And look! The water’s boiling! Perhaps you’ve spoilt the

motor or even destroye it. How dissapointing! It’s such a beautiful Rools Royce! And Rolls

Royce isn’t a toy!

Joyce Royal: How disappointing! I’ll be late for my appointment.

Mr Brown: I’ve goun a mouse!

Mrs Brown: Ow! You’re shuting too loudly. Sit down and don’t frown.

Mr Brown: I’ve found a mouse in the house!

Mrs Brown: A town mouse?

Mr Brown: Yes. A Little round mouse. It’s running aroun in the lounge.

Mrs Brown: On the gorund?

Mr Brown: Yes. It’s uner the couch now.

Mrs Brown: Well, get it out.

Mr Brown: How?

Mr Brown: Turn the couch upside down. Get it out somehow. We don’t want a mouse in our

house. Ours is the cleanest house in the town.

Joanna: Joe! Joe! Hello, wake up, Joe!

Joe: Oh! What is it, Joanna.

Joanna: Look out of the window.

Joe: No. M yeyes are closed, and I’m going to go to sleep again.

Joanna: Oh! Don’t go to sleep, Joe. Look at the snow!

Joe: Snow? But it’s only October. I know there’s no snow.

Joanna: Come over to the window, Joe.

Joe: You’re joking, Joanna. There’s no snow.

Joanna: Ok. I’ll put my coat on and go out make a snowball and throw it at your nose, Joe

Jones!
A bearded mountaineer.

Mr Lear: Let’s have a beer here, dear.

Mrs Lear: What a good idea! They have very goo beer here. We came here last year.

Mr Lear: The atmosphere here is very clear.

Mrs Lear: But it’s windier tan last year.

Mr Lear: Two beer, please.

Mrs Lear: Look, dear! Look at that mountaineer drinking beer.

MR Lear: His beard is in his beer.

Mrs Lear: His beard has nearly disappeared into his beer!

Mr Lear: Sh! He might hear.

Waiter: Here you are, sir. Two beers!

Mr Lear: Thank You. Cheers!

Mrs Lear: Cheers! Here’s to the bearded mountaineer.

Mary: I’ve lost two small hairclips, Claire. They’re a pair?

Claire: Have you looked carefully everywhere?

Mary: Yes. They’re nowhere here! They just aren’t anywhere!

Claire: Have you looked upstairs?

Mary: Upstairs! Downstairs! Everywhere! They just aren’t there!

Claire: Hm! Are they square, Mary?

Mary: Yes. Why?

Claire: Well, you’re wearing one of them in your hair!

Mary: OH! Then where’s the other one?

Claire: It’s over there under that chair.

Mary: Hm!