一对爱尔兰情侣坐在公园里的长椅上。他们手牵着手，但是那个女的一直紧张地摆弄她的双手。
Mary: “Patrick. I have something to tell you.”
玛丽:“帕特瑞克，我有些事想告诉你。”
Patrick: “Well，what’s on your mind? You know you can tell me everything.”
帕特瑞克:“好的，你在想什么?有什么事你尽管可以跟我说。”
Mary: “It’ s so terrible.”
玛丽:“这件事简直太难讲出口了。”
Patrick: “You know you can trust me. What is it?”
帕克瑞克:“请你相信我，到底是什么事?”
Mary: “Well, it was a few years ago. Father lost his job, and no money in sight…”
玛丽:“那是好几年前的事了。我爸爸失业了，当时没有钱。”
Patrick: “So, what is it?”
帕特瑞克:“那然后呢?”
Mary: “Oh. We were so desperate. For some time I had to turn… prostitute!”
玛丽:“哦，当时我们简直是绝望之极。所以有时候我不得不去做妓女!”
Patrick: “WHAT!”
帕特瑞克:“你说什么?”
Mary: “We needed the money so bad!”
玛丽:“我们太需要钱了。”
Patrick: “There is no good reason for this! Endangering your very soul! How could you? YOU! Mary, this is more than I can stand!”
帕特瑞克:“不要找借口开脱了。出卖你的灵魂，你怎么能这么做呢? 你! 玛丽，这我实在是接受不了。”
Mary: “Not you, Pat! No! I thought you'd understand. I thought your could still love me, even though I had been a whore.”
玛丽:“不，帕特请不要这样，我觉得你能理解我。我相信你依然爱我，哪怕我曾经出卖过自己的身体。”
Patrick:“Oh! … You … Well, that's ok. For a moment I thought you said protestant’!”
帕特瑞克:“哦，你等会儿，那没关系。刚才我还以为你是说你是当了新教徒呢。”
