求以love为主题的情景对话,不少于五分钟对话是两个人之间的，只要一般的对话就行了

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求以love为主题的情景对话,不少于五分钟
对话是两个人之间的，只要一般的对话就行了

Answer 1

ERYXIMACHUS
Well, if love isn’t good or beautiful, then what on earth is it?
[The doorbell rings.]
SOCRATES
Good question, and the answer is at the door. Gentlemen, we have a guest--her name is Diotima. She’s a mystery woman, but famous in her own way---she once put off the plague for ten years by telling us what sacrifices to make.
[Diotima enters].
SOCRATES
Ah, Diotima, here you are at last. Gentlemen, this is the woman who taught me everything I know about love. As I think I told you, it’s the only subject . . .
AGATHON
Which you understand. Yes, you did tell us, Socrates. Madam, it’s an honor to meet someone who could teach him anything. We thought he knew it all. Champagne, Diotima?
DIOTIMA
Yes, please.
ERYXIMACHUS
Madam, we’ve come to a sticky place in our dialogue this evening. Your student has just demonstrated that our host here is completely without a clue when it comes to understanding love, and it seems we’re all pretty much in the dark as far as that’s concerned.
AGATHON
For instance, we’ve all been praising love as beautiful and good, and it turns out he’s neither one.
PHAEDRUS
And this is all your doing, evidently. So, Diotima, is it true that love is actually ugly and bad? Is this what women have to tell us? No wonder we seek out our own kind!
DIOTIMA
Now boys, let’s not be hasty. Do you think just because something isn’t beautiful it must be ugly?
AGATHON
More or less.
DIOTIMA
And you’d also probably say that if something isn’t wise, it must be ignorant. Don’t you know there’s something in between?
ARISTOPHANES
We don’t mess with Mr. In-between.
DIOTIMA
But that’s who love is---Mr. In-between.
ERYXIMACHUS
Now wait just a minute here. Everyone knows Love is a great god.
DIOTIMA
How can he be when he lacks and seeks what the gods possess: goodness and beauty? No, gentlemen, he’s not a god---and he’s not a mortal.
ERYXIMACHUS
A damned riddle.
PHAEDRUS
Well then, Diotima, what is he?
DIOTIMA
He’s a spirit.
PAUSANIAS
And what do spirits do, haunt houses?
DIOTIMA
Silly man, spirits are the messengers between gods and men. They take our prayers up to the gods and bring divine gifts back down to us. Gods don’t mix directly with humans. They touch us through spirits, and one of these spirits is love.
PHAEDRUS
Who are his parents? I’ve never heard of them.
DIOTIMA
I’ve already told Socrates that story--but you can hear it too if you’d like. We could do a little show and tell.
PHAEDRUS
Yes, please! I love Charades!
DIOTIMA
Here we go, then. Long ago, the day Aphrodite was born, the gods celebrated with a big party on Mount Olympus--ambrosia, nymphs, all the trimmings. Everyone who was anyone was there---all the immortals! Poros was there. You’ve heard of him?
EVERYONE
No.
DIOTIMA
A wild and crazy guy, a minor deity. [Indicating Aristophanes] You look like him. Stand up and be Poros. In English, we’d call him Contrivance or Resourcefulness.
ARISTOPHANES
Must have been a comedian.
DIOTIMA
Now be resourceful, Poros, and find yourself a drink. After dinner, Penia, the beggar woman came by. [Indicating Phaedrus] You be Penia, darling, just kneel there. And try and look desperate, will you? [He does] By this time, Poros was drunk on nectar . . .
PAUSANIAS
Nectar?
SOCRATES
Wine hadn’t been invented yet.
DIOTIMA
And he wandered out into Zeus’ garden and passed out.
ARISTOPHANES
I can do that. [he falls to the floor on his back]
DIOTIMA
Good! Penia saw him, and she saw her opportunity. She slept with him out in the garden: she thought Poros would give her the resources she needed so much. Go ahead, Penia! Show us the birth of love!
[Phaedrus/Penia mounts Aristophanes and after a frenzied and mimed coitus she falls off and lands on her back, passed out.]
DIOTIMA
And so love was born---you darling [indicating Agathon]--you be love: there he is! Conceived on Aphrodite’s birthday, this child was born to serve her, and to love beauty. Love takes after both his parents. Like his mother, he’s always poor, and far from being delicate and tender, he is tough and weathered and shoeless and homeless. He sleeps in fields and under bridges, and is so, so needy all the time [Agathon walks around like his mother]. But like his dad, he is a cunning schemer, always on the prowl after the beautiful and the good. He’s brave, impetuous, intense, an awesome hunter, a magician, a genius of enchantment.
SOCRATES
In any event, Love is neither mortal nor immortal.
DIOTIMA
Whatever he gets, he loses; yet he is never without resources. He is neither wise nor ignorant. The ignorant don’t want to be wise, and the wise already are wise. Love is Mr. In-between.
SOCRATES
Not wise but wanting wisdom; not beautiful, but wanting to possess beauty. Love never really arrives, but he’s always on the way. How am I doing, Diotima?
DIOTIMA
Very well, Socrates. You see the reason why you all thought love was beautiful is because you identified it with what is loved---and that really is beautiful and delicate and perfect. But when you actually feel love, that’s a different thing, as you probably know.
PAUSANIAS
I’ll say. So what’s the point of all this?
DIOTIMA
To possess the beautiful.
PAUSANIAS
Yes, but then what?
DIOTIMA
Let’s substitute “good” for “beautiful.” Then what would you say, Socrates?
SOCRATES
That’s easy--someone who possesses the good will be happy.
ARISTOPHANES
Here we go again.
DIOTIMA
But that’s the point, isn’t it? Happiness. It’s what we all want.
PHAEDRUS
Then why do we only call some people lovers and others not?
DIOTIMA
Because the word now only means one kind of love, what we call romance or passion. For other kinds of love we use other names. Tell them, Socrates.
SOCRATES
I think she’s saying that every desire for good and happiness should be called love. Now, since that’s what all of us desire, we are all naturally lovers. But Diotima, haven’t you heard that lovers aren’t after happiness but the other halves of themselves?
DIOTIMA
Yes I’ve heard that story. But in my opinion love isn’t love of your other half unless that half is all good. The whole idea of love looking for its other half is a narcissist’s wet dream---very dangerous.
ARISTOPHANES
Excuse me, madam . . .
SOCRATES
Don’t interrupt the lady, Aristophanes. It’s very rude. As you were saying, Diotima.
DIOTIMA
I was just going to say that love is not only the desire to possess the good, but to possess it in perpetuity. Forever. That’s what love is. So now, everybody after me: Love is wanting to possess the good forever. Come on, then:
EVERYONE
“Love is wanting to possess the good forever.”
[Repeated three times]
DIOTIMA
Very good. Now, just how can we possess the good forever?
PAUSANIAS
Beats the hell out of me.
DIOTIMA
I’ll tell you then. By giving birth to beauty.
ERYXIMACHUS
Now what does she mean by that?
PHAEDRUS
Oh, please, tell us how, Diotima!
ARISTOPHANES
Teacher’s little pet.
DIOTIMA
All women know that when we come to a certain age we want to give birth, and that when men and women come together to make babies they are touched with immortality. Why is it that everything in nature provides for its young and will do anything to insure their children’s survival? It’s because our children are the only way we can secure our own immortality.
PHAEDRUS
Oh dear.
PAUSANIAS
A real mother of an argument.
ERYXIMACHUS
I feel completely left out.
AGATHON
So all of us who aren’t parents are just dead ends?
DIOTIMA
Now boys, relax---you’re pregnant too.
MEN
We are?
DIOTIMA
Of course you are. You can be pregnant in your soul as well as in your body.
AGATHON AND OTHERS
Aha!
DIOTIMA
And what do those who are pregnant in soul produce?
PHAEDRUS
Koreans?
[Everyone looks at him.]
SOCRATES
Tell them, Diotima.
DIOTIMA
They give birth to wisdom and beauty of course, and everything poets and artists create. Don’t we all envy Homer? His children won immortality for their father. Or Solon, who gave us the laws that still govern our city. And all of you here tonight, so full of desire, have been pregnant with love, and the beautiful arias you have sung are your spiritual children. Who knows? They may make you immortal too.
PHAEDRUS
Ooh! That’s to die for!
PAUSANIAS
Heavenly.
ERYXIMACHUS
Restored to harmony.
ARISTOPHANES
Whole again!
AGATHON
Beautiful. Absolutely beautiful.
DIOTIMA
Yes it is, isn’t it? But so far I have spoken only of love’s lesser mysteries. I will try to give you some idea of the greater mysteries now, if you’d like.
EVERYONE
Yes, please [etc.]
DIOTIMA
Listen carefully, then, and try to follow me up the ladder of the beautiful---these will be my last words on the subject tonight. Maestro, if you please . . .
[Music begins]
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