雙語(yǔ)讀電影 《海洋奇緣》第11章 :為了拿回魚鉤，我都等了一千年了

Maui made scaling the vertical cliff look simple as he climbed higher and higher. Before long, two hands appeared next to him, straining to keep pace. Maui rolled his eyes when he saw Moana but wasn’t surprised that she had followed him. Moana breathed heavily as she jumped to catch rock after rock, pulling herself up the spire.

“So, ‘daughter of the chief,’” said Maui as he climbed, “thought you stayed in the village kissing babies. I’m just trying to understand why your people decided to send—um—you.”

“My people didn’t send me,” said Moana, reaching toward another rock. “The ocean did.”

“Right. The ocean. Makes sense: you’re what ... eight? Can’t sail. Obvious choice.”

Moana was aware of Maui’s sarcasm. “It chose me for a reason,” she said.

“If the ocean’s so smart, why didn’t it just take the heart back to Te Fiti itself? Or bring me my hook? I’m gonna tell you why, baby face: ocean’s kooky-dooks.”

Moana looked down to the ocean, now hundreds of feet below. She took a deep breath and continued, focused on making her way to the top.

“But I’m sure it’s not wrong about you, right? You’re the Chosen One!” Maui shoved Moana up the last little bit to help her get to the plateau.

At the top, she looked out at the expansive horizon and closed her eyes. “It chose me for a reason.”

“If you start singing, I’m gonna throw up,” said Maui as he heaved himself the last few feet to solid ground.

Moana looked around the small, desolate mountaintop, searching for a way in. “Not seeing an entrance,” she said.

“It only appears after a human sacrifice,” said Maui. Then he smiled. “Kidding. So serious.”

Maui inhaled and let out a heavy breath, blowing dust off the top of the plateau. Then he gave a big warrior cry, stomping his feet dramatically before he jumped onto the rocky ground. It trembled and cracked, revealing a massive face on its surface. The mouth of the face slowly opened, and a strange vortex swirled a thousand feet below. Moana stared at it in awe, completely intimidated.

“Don’t worry,” said Maui. “It’s a lot farther down than it looks.” Then he held his knees, jumping in like a cannonball and shouting, “Cheeeee-hooooo!”

Moana watched anxiously, frozen for a moment. Then she heard him yell, “I’m still falling!” He finally disappeared into the portal. Moana stared nervously from the ledge as the whirlpool started closing.

“You can do this,” she said to herself, willing some confidence. “Go!” she yelled. Without another thought, Moana dove in, and the open mouth slammed shut behind her.

After a long fall, Moana finally hit the ocean waters of the portal and dove deeper and deeper. Her eyes bulged and her vision blurred as she started to run out of air. At the very bottom, a purple spiral swirled supernaturally. In a flash, she was sucked into its depths.

Below her, Maui burst out the floor of the ocean and crashed through the ceiling of the strange underworld. Thunderous growls and groans came out of the fog from enormous monsters lurking in the shadows. Maui landed with effortless grace.

“And he sticks the landing,” said Maui, cheering for himself.

He looked at Mini Maui, who smiled as he pulled out a little scoreboard and gave a check to Moana. “What?” said Maui, confused. “Dum-dum, she’s not even here. You saw her face; no mortal’s gonna jump into—”

Maui stopped midsentence as he watched Moana break into the underworld, right where he had. She smacked into him, bounced off his body, and rolled downhill into a glowing forest made of oddly shaped bioluminescent trees and plants.

“Well, she’s dead,” Maui said nonchalantly.

Mini Maui gestured for Maui to go help her. But the demigod chose to ignore him.

Moana tried to get her bearings, but she was hanging upside down. Before she knew what was happening, she felt a strange force slowly pulling her up. Then she realized ... she was wrapped in the tongue of a giant monster! The beast looked like an oversized frog with big lumpy eyes, and Moana was like a little fly trapped in its tongue. The wart-covered monster was slowly but surely slurping her toward its drooling mouth!

As she started to wriggle and panic, an even bigger monster—in the shape of a giant flower—chomped down and ate the first monster in one bite! Luckily, Moana fell to the ground and out of the second monster’s reach. But she was still trapped in the slimy severed tongue.

“Ew! Ew! Ew! Ew!” she sad, trying to untangle herself from it.

She quickly ran for cover and peered out to discover a glowing neon world within the mist. Giant anemone trees swayed slowly as sea urchin spines rose up, reaching out, threatening to strike. Creepy sounds and growls echoed all around in a chorus of nightmare terrors. It was the most frightening place Moana had ever been.

“Maui?” Moana whispered urgently, wondering where he had gone. “Maui?”

A monster appeared right in front of her and cast a shadow so dark that it blocked out all light and made it impossible for her to see! As it reached for her, it stepped on a small vent that hissed and erupted, shooting out hot, steaming water. The powerful geyser blasted the shadowy monster up into the ocean before he could grab her!

Moana tried to calm herself and realized she was sitting right next to an enormous shell-shaped cave. She peeked inside and could see the unmistakable shape of Maui’s magical hook! It was sitting on a pile of shimmering gold and jewels. Maui appeared right behind her and gazed at the giant hook, too.

“Haaaaaaa!” Maui said, yearning to hold it again. He could barely speak, overjoyed to see his prize possession after being separated from it for a very long one thousand years.

Startled by the sound of Maui behind her, Moana turned and instinctively threw a wild punch, right to Maui’s gut. He barely flinched and instead just stared at her.

Moana shook her fist, trying to ease the pain in her hand that hitting Maui had caused her. “Sorry, I though—there was a monst— Earlier there was a big, horrible—But I found your hook, so that’s goo—” she stammered, trembling with fear.

Maui palmed her head and picked her up, placing her to the side of the cave. “Stay here. Be quiet,” he whispered.

“What? No,” Moana said, starting to follow.

“’Cause you’re gonna face Tamatoa?” Maui asked sarcastically with raised eyebrows. “I’ve been waiting a thousand years to get my hook, and it’s gonna be hard enough without it getting screwed up by a mortal, who has no business being in a monster cave except ... ,” Maui’s voice trailed off as a plan brewed. His eyes brightened when he came up with an idea. “Except maybe as bait.”

Moana’s face fell, but before she could protest, Maui put her to work.

As if clanging cymbals together, Moana banged a pile of gold objects noisily as she made her way through the treasure-filled lair. A variety of jewels and treasures were strewn all over, making every corner of the place sparkle and glimmer.

Moana took a deep breath as she prepared to play her part. “Wow,” she said, sounding stiff and overly loud. “There is a lot of shiny stuff in here!”

“Louder,” Maui whispered from behind a big mound of gold.

“Gold, gold, gold!” shouted Moana, a little louder. “I love gold!”

Moana walked around the lair, tripping over jewels and continuing to make as much noise as she could.

Maui remained hidden and whispered to her, “When he shows up, keep him distracted; get him to talk about himself. You know the type—loves bragging about how great he is.”

“You two must get along great,” said Moana.

“Not since I ripped off his leg,” said Maui. “Although with that guy, it’s really more of an arm. He’s got plenty.”

“Of arms?” asked Moana, starting to feel nervous. “How many does he have? Maui? Hello? Hello?”

But Maui was gone. Suddenly, the pile of treasures behind Moana rumbled and rose. She braced herself, ready to meet Tamatoa.