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okay. whom will they play next sunday?

oʊkeɪ. hum wɪl ðeɪ pleɪ nɛkst sʌndeɪ?

they are going to be playing against the portland timbers.

ðeɪ ɑɹ ɡoʊɪŋ tu bi pleɪɪŋ ʌɡɛnst ðʌ pɔɹtlʌnd tɪmbɜ˞z.

the girl stopped and turned.

ðʌ ɡɜ˞l stɑpt ʌnd tɜ˞nd.

suddenly, by the sort of violent effort with which one wrenches one's head away from the pillow in a nightmare, winston succeeded in transferring his hatred from the face on the screen to the dark haired girl behind him.

sʌdʌnli, baɪ ðʌ sɔɹt ʌv vaɪʌlʌnt ɛfɜ˞t wɪð wɪtʃ wʌn ɹɛntʃɪz wʌn'ɛs hɛd ʌweɪ fɹʌm ðʌ pɪloʊ ɪn ʌ naɪtmɛɹ, wɪnstʌn sʌksidɪd ɪn tɹænsfɜ˞ɪŋ hɪz heɪtɹʌd fɹʌm ðʌ feɪs ɑn ðʌ skɹin tu ðʌ dɑɹk hɛɹd ɡɜ˞l bɪhaɪnd hɪm.

okay. what was their score last game?

oʊkeɪ. wʌt wɑz ðɛɹ skɔɹ læst ɡeɪm?

okay. who is their goalkeeper?

oʊkeɪ. hu ɪz ðɛɹ ɡoʊlkipɜ˞?

awesome. thank you. that's all i needed.

ɑsʌm. θæŋk ju. ðæt'ɛs ɔl aɪ nidʌd.

awesome, i hope you have a great day. take care.

ɑsʌm, aɪ hoʊp ju hæv ʌ ɡɹeɪt deɪ. teɪk kɛɹ.

hello.

hʌloʊ.

hi. what place are dc united in?

haɪ. wʌt pleɪs ɑɹ disi junaɪtɪd ɪn?

currently in last place in the eastern conference.

kɜ˞ʌntli ɪn læst pleɪs ɪn ðʌ istɜ˞n kɑnfɜ˞ʌns.

do they play today?

du ðeɪ pleɪ tʌdeɪ?

'here we are,' she said.

'hiɹ wi ɑɹ,' ʃi sɛd.

no, they're not scheduled to play today.

noʊ, ðeɪ'ɹeɪ nɑt skɛdʒʊld tu pleɪ tʌdeɪ.

who did they play last saturday?

hu dɪd ðeɪ pleɪ læst sætɜ˞di?

they were not scheduled to play last saturday.

ðeɪ wɜ˞ nɑt skɛdʒʊld tu pleɪ læst sætɜ˞di.

when did they play last?

wɛn dɪd ðeɪ pleɪ læst?

awesome. and who's their goalkeeper?

ɑsʌm. ʌnd hu'ɛs ðɛɹ ɡoʊlkipɜ˞?

their goalkeeper is bill hamid.

ðɛɹ ɡoʊlkipɜ˞ ɪz bɪl hʌmid.

okay, thanks. that's all i needed.

oʊkeɪ, θæŋks. ðæt'ɛs ɔl aɪ nidʌd.

when was the last cubs game?

wɛn wɑz ðʌ læst kʌbz ɡeɪm?

hi, how can i help you?

haɪ, haʊ kæn aɪ hɛlp ju?

he was facing her at several paces' distance.

hi wɑz feɪsɪŋ hɜ˞ æt sɛvɹʌl peɪsɪz' dɪstʌns.

as yet he did not dare move nearer to her.

æz jɛt hi dɪd nɑt dɛɹ muv nɪɹɜ˞ tu hɜ˞.

'i didn't want to say anything in the lane,' she went on, 'in case there's a mike hidden there.

'aɪ 'ti wɑnt tu seɪ ɛniθɪŋ ɪn ðʌ leɪn,' ʃi wɛnt ɑn, 'ɪn keɪs ðɛɹ'ɛs ʌ maɪk hɪdʌn ðɛɹ.

i don't suppose there is, but there could be.

aɪ dɑn'ti sʌpoʊz ðɛɹ ɪz, bʌt ðɛɹ kʊd bi.

there's always the chance of one of those swine recognizing your voice.

ðɛɹ'ɛs ɔlweɪz ðʌ tʃæns ʌv wʌn ʌv ðoʊz swaɪn ɹɛkʌɡnaɪzɪŋ jɔɹ vɔɪs.

we're all right here.'

wi'ɹeɪ ɔl ɹaɪt hiɹ.'

he still had not the courage to approach her.

hi stɪl hæd nɑt ðʌ kɜ˞ʌdʒ tu ʌpɹoʊtʃ hɜ˞.

'we're all right here?'

'wi'ɹeɪ ɔl ɹaɪt hiɹ?'

he repeated stupidly.

hi ɹɪpitɪd stupʌdli.

vivid, beautiful hallucinations flashed through his mind.

vɪvʌd, bjutʌfʌl hʌlusʌneɪʃʌnz flæʃt θɹu hɪz maɪnd.

'yes.

'jɛs.

look at the trees.'

lʊk æt ðʌ tɹiz.'

they were small ashes, which at some time had been cut down and had sprouted up again into a forest of poles, none of them thicker than one's wrist.

ðeɪ wɜ˞ smɔl æʃʌz, wɪtʃ æt sʌm taɪm hæd bɪn kʌt daʊn ʌnd hæd spɹaʊtɪd ʌp ʌɡɛn ɪntu ʌ fɔɹʌst ʌv poʊlz, nʌn ʌv ðɛm θɪkɜ˞ ðæn wʌn'ɛs ɹɪst.

'there's nothing big enough to hide a mike in.

'ðɛɹ'ɛs nʌθɪŋ bɪɡ ɪnʌf tu haɪd ʌ maɪk ɪn.

besides, i've been here before.'

bɪsaɪdz, aɪ'vi bɪn hiɹ bɪfɔɹ.'

they were only making conversation.

ðeɪ wɜ˞ oʊnli meɪkɪŋ kɑnvɜ˞seɪʃʌn.

he had managed to move closer to her now.

hi hæd mænʌdʒd tu muv kloʊsɜ˞ tu hɜ˞ naʊ.

she stood before him very upright, with a smile on her face that looked faintly ironical, as though she were wondering why he was so slow to act.

ʃi stʊd bɪfɔɹ hɪm vɛɹi ʌpɹaɪt, wɪð ʌ smaɪl ɑn hɜ˞ feɪs ðæt lʊkt feɪntli aɪɹɑnɪkʌl, æz ðoʊ ʃi wɜ˞ wʌndɜ˞ɪŋ waɪ hi wɑz soʊ sloʊ tu ækt.

the bluebells had cascaded on to the ground.

ðʌ blubɛlz hæd kæskeɪdɪd ɑn tu ðʌ ɡɹaʊnd.

they seemed to have fallen of their own accord.

ðeɪ simd tu hæv fɑlʌn ʌv ðɛɹ oʊn ʌkɔɹd.

he would flog her to death with a rubber truncheon.

hi wʊd flɑɡ hɜ˞ tu dɛθ wɪð ʌ ɹʌbɜ˞ tɹʌntʃɪn.

he took her hand.

hi tʊk hɜ˞ hænd.

'would you believe,' he said, 'that till this moment i didn't know what colour your eyes were?'

'wʊd ju bɪliv,' hi sɛd, 'ðæt tɪl ðɪs moʊmʌnt aɪ 'ti noʊ wʌt kʌlɜ˞ jɔɹ aɪz wɜ˞?'

they were brown, he noted, a rather light shade of brown, with dark lashes.

ðeɪ wɜ˞ bɹaʊn, hi noʊtʌd, ʌ ɹæðɜ˞ laɪt ʃeɪd ʌv bɹaʊn, wɪð dɑɹk læʃɪz.

'now that you've seen what i'm really like, can you still bear to look at me?'

'naʊ ðæt ju'vi sin wʌt aɪ'ɛm ɹɪli laɪk, kæn ju stɪl bɛɹ tu lʊk æt mi?'

'yes, easily.'

'jɛs, izʌli.'

'i'm thirty nine years old.

'aɪ'ɛm θɜ˞di naɪn jɪɹz oʊld.

i've got a wife that i can't get rid of.

aɪ'vi ɡɑt ʌ waɪf ðæt aɪ kæn'ti ɡɛt ɹɪd ʌv.

i've got varicose veins.

aɪ'vi ɡɑt veɪnz.

i've got five false teeth.'

aɪ'vi ɡɑt faɪv fɔls tiθ.'

'i couldn't care less,' said the girl.

'aɪ 'ti kɛɹ lɛs,' sɛd ðʌ ɡɜ˞l.

he would tie her naked to a stake and shoot her full of arrows like saint sebastian.

hi wʊd taɪ hɜ˞ neɪkʌd tu ʌ steɪk ʌnd ʃut hɜ˞ fʊl ʌv æɹoʊz laɪk seɪnt sʌbæstʃʌn.

the next moment, it was hard to say by whose act, she was in his his arms.

ðʌ nɛkst moʊmʌnt, ɪt wɑz hɑɹd tu seɪ baɪ huz ækt, ʃi wɑz ɪn hɪz hɪz ɑɹmz.

at the beginning he had no feeling except sheer incredulity.

æt ðʌ bɪɡɪnɪŋ hi hæd noʊ filɪŋ ɪksɛpt ʃɪɹ ɪnkɹʌdulɪti.

the youthful body was strained against his own, the mass of dark hair was against his face, and yes!

ðʌ juθfʌl bɑdi wɑz stɹeɪnd ʌɡɛnst hɪz oʊn, ðʌ mæs ʌv dɑɹk hɛɹ wɑz ʌɡɛnst hɪz feɪs, ʌnd jɛs!

actually she had turned her face up and he was kissing the wide red mouth.

æktʃuʌli ʃi hæd tɜ˞nd hɜ˞ feɪs ʌp ʌnd hi wɑz kɪsɪŋ ðʌ waɪd ɹɛd maʊθ.

she had clasped her arms about his neck, she was calling him darling, precious one, loved one.

ʃi hæd klæspt hɜ˞ ɑɹmz ʌbaʊt hɪz nɛk, ʃi wɑz kɔlɪŋ hɪm dɑɹlɪŋ, pɹɛʃʌs wʌn, lʌvd wʌn.

he had pulled her down on to the ground, she was utterly unresisting, he could do what he liked with her.

hi hæd pʊld hɜ˞ daʊn ɑn tu ðʌ ɡɹaʊnd, ʃi wɑz ʌtɜ˞li , hi kʊd du wʌt hi laɪkt wɪð hɜ˞.

but the truth was that he had no physical sensation, except that of mere contact.

bʌt ðʌ tɹuθ wɑz ðæt hi hæd noʊ fɪzɪkʌl sɛnseɪʃʌn, ɪksɛpt ðæt ʌv mɪɹ kɑntækt.

all he felt was incredulity and pride.

ɔl hi fɛlt wɑz ɪnkɹʌdulɪti ʌnd pɹaɪd.

he was glad that this was happening, but he had no physical desire.

hi wɑz ɡlæd ðæt ðɪs wɑz hæpʌnɪŋ, bʌt hi hæd noʊ fɪzɪkʌl dɪzaɪɜ˞.

it was too soon, her youth and prettiness had frightened him, he was too much used to living without women he did not know the reason.

ɪt wɑz tu sun, hɜ˞ juθ ʌnd hæd fɹaɪtʌnd hɪm, hi wɑz tu mʌtʃ juzd tu lɪvɪŋ wɪθaʊt wɪmʌn hi dɪd nɑt noʊ ðʌ ɹizʌn.

he would ravish her and cut her throat at the moment of climax.

hi wʊd hɜ˞ ʌnd kʌt hɜ˞ θɹoʊt æt ðʌ moʊmʌnt ʌv klaɪmæks.

the girl picked herself up and pulled a bluebell out of her hair.

ðʌ ɡɜ˞l pɪkt hɜ˞sɛlf ʌp ʌnd pʊld ʌ blubɛl aʊt ʌv hɜ˞ hɛɹ.

she sat against him, putting her arm round his waist.

ʃi sæt ʌɡɛnst hɪm, pʌtɪŋ hɜ˞ ɑɹm ɹaʊnd hɪz weɪst.

'never mind, dear.

'nɛvɜ˞ maɪnd, dɪɹ.

there's no hurry.

ðɛɹ'ɛs noʊ hɜ˞i.

we've got the whole afternoon.

wi'vi ɡɑt ðʌ hoʊl æftɜ˞nun.

isn't this a splendid hide out?

'ti ðɪs ʌ splɛndɪd haɪd aʊt?

i found it when i got lost once on a community hike.

aɪ faʊnd ɪt wɛn aɪ ɡɑt lɔst wʌns ɑn ʌ kʌmjunʌti haɪk.

if anyone was coming you could hear them a hundred metres away.'

ɪf ɛniwʌn wɑz kʌmɪŋ ju kʊd hiɹ ðɛm ʌ hʌndɹʌd mitɜ˞z ʌweɪ.'

'what is your name?'

'wʌt ɪz jɔɹ neɪm?'

said winston.

sɛd wɪnstʌn.

better than before, moreover, he realized why it was that he hated her.

bɛtɜ˞ ðæn bɪfɔɹ, mɔɹoʊvɜ˞, hi ɹiʌlaɪzd waɪ ɪt wɑz ðæt hi heɪtʌd hɜ˞.

'julia.

'dʒuljʌ.

i know yours.

aɪ noʊ jʊɹz.

it's winston winston smith.'

ɪt'ɛs wɪnstʌn wɪnstʌn smɪθ.'

'how did you find that out?'

'haʊ dɪd ju faɪnd ðæt aʊt?'

'i expect i'm better at finding things out than you are, dear.

'aɪ ɪkspɛkt aɪ'ɛm bɛtɜ˞ æt faɪndɪŋ θɪŋz aʊt ðæn ju ɑɹ, dɪɹ.

tell me, what did you think of me before that day i gave you the note?'

tɛl mi, wʌt dɪd ju θɪŋk ʌv mi bɪfɔɹ ðæt deɪ aɪ ɡeɪv ju ðʌ noʊt?'

he did not feel any temptation to tell lies to her.

hi dɪd nɑt fil ɛni tɛmteɪʃʌn tu tɛl laɪz tu hɜ˞.

it was even a sort of love offering to start off by telling the worst.

ɪt wɑz ivɪn ʌ sɔɹt ʌv lʌv ɔfɜ˞ɪŋ tu stɑɹt ɔf baɪ tɛlɪŋ ðʌ wɜ˞st.

'i hated the sight of you,' he said.

'aɪ heɪtʌd ðʌ saɪt ʌv ju,' hi sɛd.

'i wanted to rape you and then murder you afterwards.

'aɪ wɔntɪd tu ɹeɪp ju ʌnd ðɛn mɜ˞dɜ˞ ju æftɜ˞wɜ˞dz.

he hated her because she was young and pretty and sexless, because he wanted to go to bed with her and would never do so, because round her sweet supple waist, which seemed to ask you to encircle it with your arm, there was only the odious scarlet sash, aggressive symbol of chastity.

hi heɪtʌd hɜ˞ bɪkɔz ʃi wɑz jʌŋ ʌnd pɹɪti ʌnd sɛkslɪs, bɪkɔz hi wɔntɪd tu ɡoʊ tu bɛd wɪð hɜ˞ ʌnd wʊd nɛvɜ˞ du soʊ, bɪkɔz ɹaʊnd hɜ˞ swit sʌpʌl weɪst, wɪtʃ simd tu æsk ju tu ɛnsɜ˞kʌl ɪt wɪð jɔɹ ɑɹm, ðɛɹ wɑz oʊnli ðʌ oʊdiʌs skɑɹlʌt sæʃ, ʌɡɹɛsɪv sɪmbʌl ʌv tʃæstʌti.

there was one on the house front immediately opposite.

ðɛɹ wɑz wʌn ɑn ðʌ haʊs fɹʌnt ɪmidiʌtli ɑpʌzʌt.

two weeks ago i thought seriously of smashing your head in with a cobblestone.

tu wiks ʌɡoʊ aɪ θɔt sɪɹiʌsli ʌv smæʃɪŋ jɔɹ hɛd ɪn wɪð ʌ kɑbʌlstoʊn.

if you really want to know, i imagined that you had something to do with the thought police.'

ɪf ju ɹɪli wɑnt tu noʊ, aɪ ɪmædʒʌnd ðæt ju hæd sʌmθɪŋ tu du wɪð ðʌ θɔt pʌlis.'

the girl laughed delightedly, evidently taking this as a tribute to the excellence of her disguise.

ðʌ ɡɜ˞l læft , ɛvʌdʌntli teɪkɪŋ ðɪs æz ʌ tɹɪbjut tu ðʌ ɛksʌlʌns ʌv hɜ˞ dɪsɡaɪz.

'not the thought police!

'nɑt ðʌ θɔt pʌlis!

you didn't honestly think that?'

ju 'ti ɑnʌstli θɪŋk ðæt?'

'well, perhaps not exactly that.

'wɛl, pɜ˞hæps nɑt ɪɡzæktli ðæt.

but from your general appearance merely because you're young and fresh and healthy, you understand i thought that probably '

bʌt fɹʌm jɔɹ dʒɛnɜ˞ʌl ʌpɪɹʌns mɪɹli bɪkɔz ju'ɹeɪ jʌŋ ʌnd fɹɛʃ ʌnd hɛlθi, ju ʌndɜ˞stænd aɪ θɔt ðæt pɹɑbʌbli '

'you thought i was a good party member.

'ju θɔt aɪ wɑz ʌ ɡʊd pɑɹti mɛmbɜ˞.

pure in word and deed.

pjʊɹ ɪn wɜ˞d ʌnd did.

banners, processions, slogans, games, community hikes all that stuff.

bænɜ˞z, pɹoʊsɛʃʌnz, sloʊɡʌnz, ɡeɪmz, kʌmjunʌti haɪks ɔl ðæt stʌf.

the hate rose to its climax.

ðʌ heɪt ɹoʊz tu ɪts klaɪmæks.

and you thought that if i had a quarter of a chance i'd denounce you as a thought criminal and get you killed off?'

ʌnd ju θɔt ðæt ɪf aɪ hæd ʌ kwɔɹtɜ˞ ʌv ʌ tʃæns aɪ'di dɪnaʊns ju æz ʌ θɔt kɹɪmʌnʌl ʌnd ɡɛt ju kɪld ɔf?'