好吧，转入正题，如题，In Bruges中文名字为《杀手没有假期》，这部被许多人标签为喜剧的英国电影，我不以为然，因为电影里Ray的心理救赎，Ken的内心挣扎，Harry对原则的坚持，等等等等，令我不由得把这部电影归类为黑色幽默，这一分钟你可能在边骂边笑着：哈哈，爱尔兰人、美国人、越南人、加拿大人、黑人、白人、矮人、人......，下一分钟你就有可能在揉眼睛擦鼻子扔纸团，尤其当Luke Kelly深情演唱的On Raglan Road伴随着老Ken的牺牲，十足的煽情成为悲剧部分的高潮。
Yuri: There are a lot of alcoves in the Koningin Astrid Park.You use this word, "alcoves"?
Ken: "Alcoves"? Yes. Sometimes.
Yuri: There are not many people around in these alcoves in Christmas time.If I were to murder a man, I would murder him here.Are you sure this is the right word, "alcoves"?
Ken: "Alcoves," yes. It's kind of like "nooks and crannies."
Yuri: "Nooks and crannies," yes. Perhaps this would be more accurate."Nooks and crannies," rather than"alcoves."Yeah.
You are going to do it, aren't you? Mr.Waters will be very disappointed...
Yuri: I knew he wouldn't kill the guy.
I could see it in his eyes when I was telling him about the alcoves.
Harry:About the what?
Yuri: The alcoves.
The alcoves in the Koningin Astrid Park.
Oh, I also have some dumdums.
You use this word, "dumdums"?
The bullets that make the head explode?
Yuri: Would you like some of these dumdums?
Harry:I know I shouldn't,
but I will.
Ken: Coming up?
Ray: What's up there?
Ken: The view.
Ray: The view of what? The view of down here?
I can see that from down here.
Ken: Ray, you are about the worst tourist in the whole world.
Ray: Ken, I grew up in Dublin. I love Dublin.
If I grew up on a farm, and was retarded, Bruges might impress me but I didn't, so it doesn't.
我喜欢这几个细节，Ray刚到Bruges的时候，大衣包裹着的那件花衬衣，纽扣还剩上边的3颗没系，流氓不至于，顶多是个落魄青年，然后到他约会Chloe时剩最顶端的纽扣没系上，最后木凳上想自爆头颅的时候，纽扣已经全部系上了，还有就是老Ken整理衣服投下硬币（准备来个全塔外壁的观摩），我在旁边不得不赞叹起英国人来：靠，有你的！最后,倘若你是Harry Potter电影的忠实Fans，你会发现差不多半部Harry Potter在里边，这个悬念留给你们自己了。
Eirik:To the left when you come out.The bar to the left.
Ken:Take my gun.
Ray:Ken?Where's my gun?Where's my gun?
Ken:I'm gonna die now, I think.
Ken:That there is called the Gruuthuse Museum.
Ray:They all have funny names, don't they?
Ray:In here it says, "The Belgians twice sheltered"fugitive English Kings from being murdered,1471 and 1651."
Ken:I used to hate history, didn't you?It's all just a load of stuff that's already happened.What are they doing over there?They're filming something. They're filming midgets!
Director:So, on this scene, you're supposed to walklike a little, tiny mouse, yeah?Okay? Great.
Ken:Ray, come on, let's go.
Ray:My arse, "Let's go." They're filming midgets.Oh, my God! Look at that girl.She's gorgeous!
Ken:Ray, we're going right now.
Ray:Fuck off, are we!This is the best bit of Bruges so far.You and your buildings.
Ray:Hello.Do you speak English?
Ray:Yes, you do. Everybody does.What are you filming midgets for?
Chloe:It's a Dutch movie. It's a dream sequence.It's a pastiche of Nicholas Roeg's Don't Look Now.Not a pastiche, but a...A "homage" is too strong. A "nod of the head"?
Ray:Wow, your English is very good.
Ray:A lot of midgets tend to kill themselves.A disproportionate amount.Herve Villechaize, of Fantasy Island.I think somebody off The Time Bandits.I suppose they must get really sad about, like,being really little and that.People looking at them and laughing at them.Calling them names. You know, "shortarse."There's another famous midgetI'm missing, but I can't remember.It's not the R2-D2 man. No, he's still going.I hope your midget doesn't kill himself.Your dream sequence will be fucked.
Chloe:He doesn't like being called a midget.He prefers "dwarf."
Ray:Well, this is exactly my point!People go around calling you a midget when you want to be called a dwarf.Of course you're gonna blow your head off!My name's Ray. What's yours?
Chloe:Chloe.How did you get past the security man?
Ray:Getting past security men, it's sort of my job.
Chloe:You're a shoplifter?
Ray:No, not a shoplifter.It's a good joke, though.No.I'll tell you what I am at dinner tomorrow night.
Ray:How fucking cool.
There's a Christmas tree somewhere in London with a bunch of presents underneath it that'll never be opened.And I thought, "If I survive all this,"I'll go to that house, apologize to the mother there,"and accept whatever punishment she chose for me."Prison, death, it didn't matter.Because at least in prison and at least in death, you know,I wouldn't be in fucking Bruges.But then, like a flash, it came to me, and I realized,"Fuck, man, maybe that's what Hell is."The entire rest of eternity spent in fucking Bruges!"And I really, really hoped I wouldn't die.I really, really hoped I wouldn't die.
Midget:The psycho dwarf turns out to just be a loveable little
schoolboy,and it's all some kind of Boschian nightmare.Kiss my ass!
Ray:I guess at least there weren't any black people involved, eh, Jimmy?
Midget:I wasn't...I wasn't talking about...
Ray:There's gonna be a war between all the blacks and all the whites.And all the black midgets and all the white midgets,which would actually be really good.
Midget:That's just cocaine.
Ray:He didn't even want the Vietnamese on his side!
Midget:That's just cocaine.Listen, we're filming down by the pointy building tonight.It might actually be good for once.You guys should come along.
Chloe:We...I think we're just gonna have a quiet one tonight, Jimmy.
Midget:That's how it is!In another life.
Ray:They're great, aren't they?
Ray:Jimmy, I've been wanting to say I'm really sorry for karate-chopping
you the other night.That was way out of order.
Midget:You know, Ray,I'd find it easier to believe and forgive you, somehow,if the two of you weren't laughing straight in my fucking face!It's for the goddamn movie, man.
Ray:Fucking hell! Where the fuck did you come from?
Ken:I was behind the thing.What the fuck are you doing, Ray?
Ray:What the fuck are you doing?
Ray:Oh, my God!You were gonna kill me. Ken:No, I wasn't.You were gonna kill yourself! Ray:What?I'm allowed to.
Ken:No, you're not!
Ray:What?I'm not allowed to and you are? How's that fair?
Ken:Can we go somewhere and talk about this, please?
Ken:It's very pretty.
Ray:I'm not being funny, we can't stay here.
Ken:We've got to stay here until he rings.
Ray:Well, what if he doesn't ring for two weeks?
Ken:Then we stay here for two weeks.
Ray:For two weeks? In fucking Bruges? In a room like this?With you? No way!
Ken:Ray, I really don't like to say this...
Ray:You really don't like to say what?
Ken:Well... You know?
Ray:Fucking bring that up.
Ken:You look good.
Ray:What's it matter anyway?
Clerk:The tower is closed this evening.
Ken:No way. It's supposed to be open till 7:00.
Clerk:The tower is usually open until 7:00.Yesterday an American had a heart attack up the tower.Today the tower is closed.
Harry:Here, cranky, here's 100 for you.We're only gonna be 20 minutes.
Clerk:The tower is closed this evening.Understand, Englishman?
Eirik:That's my fucking girlfriend, you asshole.
Chloe:Eirik, what are you doing?
Eirik:Where are you from, fucker?
Eirik:And you think it's okay to come over to Belgium and fuck another man's girl?
Ray:Look, I didn't know she had a boyfriend, all right?And I haven't fucked her, anyway. Ask her.I'd only put me hand on it.
Chloe:Eirik, put the gun down!
Eirik:Get down on your knees and open your mouth.
Ray:Don't start being silly.
Eirik:Get down on your...
Ray:Exactly at what point was it that all skinheads suddenly became poofs?Used to be, you were a skinhead,you just went around beating up Pakistani 12-year-olds.Now it seems a prerequisite to be a fucking bum-boy!
Ray:That's not gonna help you, man.
Chloe:Ray, there's only blanks in that gun.Eirik, don't!
Eirik:Now who's the fucking bum-boy?
Ray:You, you fucking bum-boy!Chloe, what exactly is going on here?
Eirik:I can't see! I can't see!
Ray:Of course you can't fucking see!I just shot a blank in your fucking eyes!Is this fella your boyfriend?
Eirik:No. I mean, he used to be.
Ray:Well, what's he doing here?
Chloe:We... We rob tourists, sometimes.
Ray:I fucking knew it was too good to be true!I knew you'd have never shagged me, normally.
Chloe:No! That's not true, I...I called it off tonight. I told him not to come tonight.Why did you come tonight?
Eirik:Chloe, I can't see, I swear it!
Ray:Stop whingeing like a big gay baby.I haven't had a shag in months!
Eirik:I can't see out of this eye, Chloe! I have to go to the hospital!
Chloe:I'll drive you.
Ray:Great! Now the whole night's ruined!
Chloe:No!You can stay if you want.I just don't know how long I'll be.
Ray:I just knew someone like you would never like someone like me.I just knew.
Chloe:What do you mean, someone like me?
Ray:You know, someone nice.
Chloe:Call me. Please.
Ray:I'll get all the money back to you soon as I get through to me friend.
Chloe:It's not a problem, Raymond.
Ray:And I'll get all your acid and your ecstasy back to you, too.
OUT OF PUB
Ray:I don't hit women! I would never hit a woman, Chloe!I'd hit a woman who was trying to hit me with a bottle!That's different. That's self-defense, isn't it?Or a woman who could do karate.I'd never hit a woman generally, Chloe. Don't think that.God, you're pretty.
Chloe:I have to make a call.
Ray:Oh, no.You've gone off me, now, haven't you?Just because I hit that fucking cow.
Yuri:Take your pick, Mr. Waters.
Harry:An Uzi?I'm not from South Central Los fucking Angeles.I didn't come here to shoot
20 black 10-year-olds in a fucking drive-by.
I want a normal gun for a normal person.
Yuri:I knew he wouldn't kill the guy.I could see it in his eyes when I was telling him about the alcoves.
Harry:About the what?
Yuri:The alcoves.The alcoves in the Koningin Astrid Park.Oh, I also have some dumdums.You use this word, "dumdums"?The bullets that make the head explode?
Yuri:Would you like some of these dumdums?
Harry:I know I shouldn't,but I will.
Harry:Is he talking to me?
Yuri:No, Eirik's on your side, Mr. Waters.Your young friend blinded him last night.
Eirik:I was trying to rob him and he took my gun from me.And the gun was full of blanks,and he shot the blank into my eye.And now, I cannot see from this eye ever again,the doctors say.
Harry:Well, to be honest, it sounds like it was all your fault.
Harry:I mean, basically, if you're robbing a man and you're only carrying blanks,and you allow your gun to be taken off you,and you allow yourself to be shot in the eye with a blank,for which I assume the person has to get quite close to you, then,yeah, really, it's all your fault for being such a poof.So why don't you stop whingeing and cheer the fuck up?
Yuri:Eirik, I really wouldn't respond.
Eirik:I thought you wanted the guy dead?
Harry:I do want the guy dead. I want him fucking crucified.But it don't change the fact that he stitched you up like a blind, little gay boy. Does it?Thanks for the gun, Yuri.
Ray:The little boy.
Harry:That's right, Ray.The little boy.
Ray:Yeah. Canadians.I feel a bit bad.They didn't kill John Lennon, did
they?Anyway, supposed to turn up to court here in two days.
Chloe:Are you going to turn up?
Ray:Don't know.What have I got to stay for really?
Chloe:The most beautiful woman you've ever seen in all of your stupid life.
Ken:Would you turn the fucking light off!
Ken:Keep the fucking noise down!
Ray:Someone's in a mood.You'll never guess what.
Ken:Will you shut your fucking mouth, please, and go to sleep?
Ray:Oh, sorry.Except I've gotta take me contact lenses out.
Ray:Altogether,I had five pints of beer and six bottles.No. Six pints of beer and seven bottles.And you know what? I'm not even pissed!You'll never guess what, Ken.Ken, you'll never guess what.
Ray:Got a date for tomorrow night.
Ken:I'm very happy for you.
Ray:With a girl.
Ken:Can you turn the light off, please?
Ray:Only been in Bruges one day,got a date with a girl in the film business,the Belgian film business.They're doing a film about a midget.
Ray:He's not gonna ring tonight.He's not gonna ring tonight.Let's go out.
Ken:Go out where?
Ray:Let's go out and have a look at some of the...All the old medieval buildings and that.Because I bet they look even better at night, all lit up.Yes!
Churchman:Why did you murder someone, Raymond?
Ray:For money, Father.
Churchman:For money?You murdered someone for money?
Ray:Yes, Father.Not out of anger, not out of nothing. For money.
Churchman:Who did you murder for money, Raymond?
Ray:I said you, Father.What, are you deaf?Harry Waters says hello.
Churchman:The little boy.
Americans:Been to the top of the tower?
Ray:Yeah. Yeah, it's rubbish.
Americans:It is? The guidebook says it's a "must-see".
Ray:Well, you lot ain't going up there.
Americans:Pardon me? Why?
Ray:I mean, it's all windy stairs. I'm not being funny.
Americans:What exactly are you trying to say?
Ray:What exactly am I trying to say?Youse are a bunch of fucking elephants!
Americans Woman:You know, you're just the rudest man. The rudest man!
Ken:What's all that about?
Ray:They're not going up there.
Ken:Hey, guys, I wouldn't go up there. It's really narrow.
Americans Woman:Screw you, motherfucker!
Ray:Americans, isn't it?
ON THE TOWER
I like it here.
Ray:I quite like this one.All the rest were rubbish by spastics,but this one's quite good.What's that all about, then?
Ken:It's Judgment Day, you know?
Ray:Oh, yeah.What's that then?
Ken:Well, it's, you know, the final day on Earth.When mankind will be judged for all the crimes.they've committed and that.
Ray:And see who gets into Heaven and who gets into Hell and all that?
Ray:And what's the other place?
Ken:Purgatory's kind of like the in-betweeny one.
Ray:You weren't really shit, but you weren't all that great, either.Like Tottenham.Do you believe in all that stuff, Ken?
Ray:The Last Judgment and the afterlife.Guilt and sins and Hell and all that?
Harry's wife:It's an inanimate fucking object.
Harry:You're an inanimate fucking object!
Harry:Now, you lot be good for your mummy and lmamoto, okay?'Cause Daddy's got to go away for a few days.
Harry's wife:Where are you going?
Harry:I've got to go to Bruges.
Harry's wife:Bruges? Where's that?
Harry:It's in Belgium.
Harry's wife:Why would anybody have to go to Belgium?
Harry:'Cause I've got to sort something out.
Harry's wife:Is it something to do with the phone?
Harry:It's something to do with Ken.It's a matter of honor.
Harry's wife:Well, it ain't gonna be dangerous, is it?
Harry:Well, of course it's gonna be dangerous if it's a matter of fucking honor!
Harry's wife:You are bringing the fellas with you?Tell me you're bringing the fellas with you.Harry.
Harry:I'm sorry for calling you an inanimate object.I was upset.
Ken:I don't know, Ray. I don't know what I believe.The things you're taught as a child,they never really leave you, do they?So, like, I believe in trying to lead a good life.Like, if there's an old lady, carrying her shopping home,I don't try and help her carry her shopping, I don't go that far,but I'll certainly hold the door open for her and that,and let her go out before me.
Ray:Yeah. And anyway, if you tried to help her carry her shopping,she'd probably think you were just trying to nick her shopping.
Ray:This is the world we live in today.
Ken:At the same time as trying to lead a good life,I have to reconcile myself with the fact that, yes, I have killed people.Not many people. Most of them were not very nice people.Apart from one person.
Ken:This fellow, Danny Aliband's brother.He was just trying to protect his brother. Like you or I would.He was just a lollipop man.He came at me with a bottle. What are you gonna do?I shot him down.
Ray:Hmm.In my book, though, sorry, someone comes at you with a bottle,that is a deadly weapon, he's gotta take the consequences.
Ken:I know that in my heart.I also know that he was just trying to protect his brother, you know?
Ray:I know. But a bottle, that can kill you.It's a case of it's you or him.If he'd come at you with his bare hands, that'd be different.That wouldn't have been fair.
Ken:Well, technically, your bare hands can kill somebody, too.They can be deadly weapons, too.I mean, what if he knew karate, say?
Ray:You said he was a lollipop man.
Ken:He was a lollipop man.
Ray:What's a lollipop man doing knowing fucking karate?
Ken:I'm just saying.
Ray:How old was he?
Ray:What's a 50-year-old lollipop man doing knowing fucking karate? What was he, a Chinese lollipop man? Jesus, Ken, I'm trying to talk about...
Ken:I know what you're trying to talk about.
Ray:I killed a little boy. You keep bringing up fucking lollipop men!
Ken:You didn't mean to kill a little boy.
Ray:I know I didn't mean to.But because of the choices I made and the course that I put into action,a little boy isn't here anymore.And he'll never be here again.I mean here in the world, not here in Belgium.Well, he'll never be here in Belgium, either, will he?I mean, he might have wanted to come here when he got older.I don't know why.And that's all because of me.He's dead because of me.And I'm trying to...I'm trying to get me head around it, but I can't.I will always have killed that little boy.That ain't ever going away. Ever.Unless...Maybe I go away.
Ken:Don't even think like that.
Harry:You've got to stick to your principles.
Harry:I'm assuming you've got your gun on you.
Ken:That Yuri bloke's a funny fella, isn't he?
Harry:He does yoga.
Harry:Was he going on to you about the alcoves?
Ken:"The alcoves in the Koningin Astrid Park." Harry, I know you gotta do what you gotta do.It's a bit crowded round here, you know?
Harry:Well, I'm not gonna have a shootout in the middle of a thousand fucking Belgians, am I?Not to mention the other nationalities,just on their holidays. Ken:Hmm.To see the swans and the Gothic and all the fairytale stuff, eh?
Harry:Are you trying to fucking wind me up?
Harry:On top of calling me a cunt and calling me kids cunts.I might just have to fucking shoot you right here.Christ!
Ken:Let's go up the bell tower.Be quiet up there this time of evening.Let's go up there.
Eirik:Mr. Waters? Mr. Waters?
Harry:The blind boy?
Harry:What do you fucking want?
Eirik:The guy you're looking for,the guy Ray, he's downstairs at the bar.
Ray:Do you think this is good?
Ken:Do I think what's good?
Ray:You know, going round in a boat, looking at stuff.
Ken:Yes, I do.It's called "sightseeing."
Ken:Oh, look at that.It's a former hospital. From the 1100s.Bruges is the most well-preserved medieval townin the whole of Belgium, apparently.
Marie:No, I won't let you up there!
Harry:Lady, get out of my fucking way, please.
Marie:No, I won't. I won't get out of your way.You'll have to go through me.
Harry:Well, obviously, I'm not gonna through you, am I,with a baby and that? I'm a nice person.But could you just get out of the fucking way, please?
Ray:Marie!Just let him come up, it's okay.Harry, swear not to start shooting until she's left the hotel.
Harry:I swear not to start shooting till she's left the hotel.I totally swear.
Marie:Well, I'm not going anywhere.This is my hotel.So you can fuck off!
Harry:I suppose you've got a gun up there? Ray:Yeah.
Harry:Then what are we gonna do? We can't stand here all night.
Marie:Why don't you both put your guns down and go home?
Harry:Don't be stupid. This is the shootout.
Ray:Harry, I've got an idea.
Ray:My room faces onto the canal, right?I'm gonna go back to me room, jump into the canal,see if I can swim to the other side and escape.
Ray:If you go outside and round the corner,you can shoot at me from there and try and get me.That way, we leave this lady and her baby out of the whole, entire thing.
Harry:Do you completely promise to jump into the canal?I don't want to run out there, come back in 10 minutes and find you fucking hiding in a cupboard.
Ray:I completely promise, Harry.I'm not gonna risk having another little kid die, am I?
Harry:So, hang on, I go outside,then I go which way, right or left?
Ray:You go right, don't you?You can see it from the doorway! It's a big fucking canal!
Harry:All right. Jesus! I've only just got here, haven't I?Okay. On a count of "one, two, three, go," okay?
Ray:What? Who says it?
Harry:Oh, you say it.
Marie:You guys are crazy.
Ray:Are you ready?
Ray:One, two, three, go!
Ken:It is a nice town, Harry.I'm glad I got to see it.I didn't mean to
be taking the piss out of it being a fairytale place.It is a fairytale
place.It really is.
Harry:Hmm.It's just a shame it's in Belgium, really.But then you figure if it wasn't in Belgium,if it was somewhere good,there'd be too many people coming to see it.It would spoil the whole thing.
Ken:Well, I'm glad I got to see it before I died.
Harry:What are you doing?What are you fucking doing?
Ken:I'm not fighting anymore, Harry.
Harry:All right, then I'm blowing your fucking head off.Don't come over all Gandhi. What are you fucking doing?Ken, stop messing about, please.Pick up your gun. I know I'm going to beat you anyway'cause you're a spaz, but...
Ken:Harry,I'm totally in your debt.The things that have gone between us in the past,I love you unreservedly for all that.
Ken:For your integrity.For your honor.I love you.The boy had to be let go.The boy had to be given a chance.And if to do that, I had to say,"Fuck you, and fuck what I owe you,"and fuck everything that's gone on between us,"then that's what I had to do.But I'm not fighting you.And I accept, totally, everything you've got to do.I accept it. Totally.
Harry:Well, you say all that fucking stuff,I can't fucking shoot you now, can I?
Ken:It's entirely up to you, Harry.It's entirely your call.All I'm saying is I'm not fighting.
Ken:Oh, you fucking cunt!
Harry:Look, I'm not gonna do nothing to you just 'cause you're standing about like Robert fucking Powell.
Harry:Like Robert fucking Powell out of Jesus of fucking Nazareth!
Ken:My fucking leg!