The girl-tourist in France tries to explain in English that her car is broken, and young men answer that don't know English. They tell about that, how they don't know it in pure English language.
Sometimes bothers to be serious. After all the laughter prolongs our life...
- Excuse me, excuse me. Sorry. Um, do you speak English?
- No, I don't. Sorry.
- Oh. My car's broken down, and i wondered if you could tell me where to find a garage.
- Well, that's wasted on me. I don't understand what you're saying.
- You don't speak English at all?
- Not a word, no. There's one of these things I wish I'd paid attention in school. But...
- Excuse me, excuse me. Do you speak any English?
- English? No. What's the problem?
- I don't know, I can't understand her.
- Hi. My car's broken down and I need to find a garage.
- No, I'm sorry. I don't understand you at all.
- All right. Well. Thanks.
- If you go down that way, about half a mile, there's a village. There might be somebody who speaks English.
Translation of the German part:
Woman: "I speak a little bit of German, do you speak German?"
Man1: "German? No! Do you speak German?"
Man2: "German? No! Oh well, one or two words, but I'm not fluent."
Man1: "I'm sorry we couldn't be more help." (Eng.)
Man2: "Sorry about that. You never know. Next time you're over, maybe we'll have learnt a little bit of English for you." (Eng.)
Man1: "Or perhaps even German."
Man2: "Yeah, that would be great!"
- Thanks anyway.
- I can speak English.
- So can I.
