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—Excuse me, but could you tell me the way to the cinema, please?
—No, I'm sorry I can't. I'm a stranger in these parts. But why don't you ask that man with a beard? He'll be able to tell you, I'm sure.
—Which one do you mean?
—Look, the one over there, by the lamp-post.
—Ah, yes. I can see him now. Thank you very much.
—Not at all.
—You are not eating your breakfast.
—I don't feel very well.
—Oh, dear, what's the matter?
—I got a terrible headache.
—You must go back to bed. You look quite ill.
—I don't want to cause any bother. I'd rather work it off.
—Out of the question. You must go to bed and keep warm.
—I'm sorry to bother you. Can you tell me where War and Peace is showing?
—Yes. At the Empire Cinema.
—Would you know when it starts?
—No. I can't tell you when it begins. But I know how you can find out. It's here in this Entertainment's Guide.
—Can you show me which page is it on?
—Certainly. But I'm not sure whether you want to go early or late.
—You are up early this morning.
—Yes. I've been out and bought a paper.
—Good. Then you'll be able to tell me what the weather's like.
—It's raining.
—Oh, dear, not again.
—Don't worry, it's not nearly as wet as it was yesterday.
—Thank goodness for that.
—Good morning. Can I see Mr. Baker, please?
—Have you an appointment?
—Yes, at ten o'clock.
—What's your name, please.
—Jones, Andrew Jones.
—Ah, yes. Mr. Baker is expecting you. Will you come this way, please? Mr. Baker's office is along the corridor.
—What does your friend do for a living?
—She is one of those persons who look after people in a hospital.
—Oh, I see. She is a nurse, you mean.
—Yes. That's the word I was looking for. My vocabulary is rather poor, I'm afraid.
—Never mind. You explained that very well.
—What shall we do this weekend?
—Let's go for a swim.
—Where shall we go for it?
—Let's go to Long Beach. We haven't been there for a long time.
—That's a splendid idea. I'll call for you in a car at eleven o'clock. Is that alright for you?
—Yes. That'll be perfect. See you tomorrow, then. Goodbye.
—You have some black, walking shoes in the window. Would you show me a pair in size seven, please?
—Oh, dear, what a pity! There are none left in size seven. Here is a pair in a slightly different style.
—Can I try them on?
—Yes, of course.
—I like these very much. What do they cost?
—They cost 4.25 pounds.
—Good. I'll have them, then.
—Excuse me, but I must say goodbye now.
—Can't you stay a little longer?
—No, I'm sorry, but I really must go. I shall miss my bus if I don't hurry.
—When does your bus go?
—At ten o'clock. Good gracious, it's already 10:15. I'll have to ask you to drive me home.
—That's alright, but I hope to see you again soon.
—That's most kind of you.
Woman: Which do you prefer: driving a car yourself or being a passenger?
Man: Well—that depends. I enjoy driving, especially on long empty roads where I can go nice and fast. But I'm not very fond of sitting in traffic jams waiting for lights to change, and things like that. I suppose I don't mind being a passenger, but only if I'm sure that the other person really can drive properly.
Woman: So you don't really like being in other people's cars, then?
Man: Well, as I say, it's all right with a good driver. Then I can relax, sit back and enjoy the scenery. But yes, you're right—on the whole I certainly prefer driving to being a passenger.
