Woman: Uh, she should be here any minute. She took the car to pick up something from the store.  Man: Okay, I was just a little worried that ... Man, what was that? Oh, no. The car! She drove over the mailbox and hit a tree in the front yard. Ah, the car!  Woman: Well, just don't stand there blabbing all day. Let's go out and see if Katie's okay.  Man: Ah, my car.  Woman: Honey, are you okay?  Daughter: Oh, mom. I'm so sorry. I can't believe this is happening.  Man: Oh, my car!  Woman: Forget your car!  Man: Driving with the cell phone. I know.  Daughter: It wasn't that at all. Don't jump to conclusions.  Man: Oh, yeah.  Daughter: Dad ... uh, mom. It's not like that at all. I mean, as I was pulling into the driveway, something rolled from under the seat and got stuck under the brake pedal ... the gas pedal ... I, I don't know, and I couldn't stop the car. And then I accidentally hit the gas when I wanted to brake, and I hit the mailbox.  Woman: Uh, I think I know what the problem was. Honey, did you put those golf balls away like I told you? The ones YOU put under the driver's seat ... the ones I told you would get in the way.  Man: Man, I thought I got those.  Daughter: Plus, Mom, the windshield wipers on the car didn't work, so I couldn't see very well in the rain.  Woman: Didn't you get those fixed?  Man: Uh, I've been meaning to get those repaired.  Daughter: And mom. I was going to use the car this weekend to go camping with my friends, but now my plans are ruined. My friends are going to hate me. What am I going to do?  Woman: Hon, yeah, what IS your daughter going to do? It appears that it's mainly your fault for the accident and that she's in such a jam.  Man: My fault? Hey, why don't you just invite your friends over for pizza? I'll buy.  Daughter: Mom, we've been planning this weekend for months. I need a car.  Woman: Hon.  Man: What? I mean, man, what a predicament! That's tough.  Woman: I think what your dad is trying to say is that you can take his new Jeep.  Daughter: Yeah, awesome.  Man:...  What was said before this conversation?
Ans: Man: Honey. Do you know what time Katie will be home?

M: OK. I watch people a lot. I do that when I travel. I've been to many countries such as Britain, Italy and Sweden. So I spend a lot of time at airports. While waiting for my flights, I watch people passing by and start my imagination. For example, the other day, when I was waiting for my flight to Greece, I saw a couple. They were buying magazines at that moment. They were not wearing business clothes, but the man was carrying a suitcase. Every few seconds, the woman looked around. I wondered if someone was following them. Perhaps they were running away, and you know, this reminded me of a story in the newspaper that day: a bank clerk stole one million pounds a week before and disappeared with his wife. There was a picture of them in the paper. The couple really looked like the wiz. Maybe I should stop them. Just then, I saw them say goodbye to each other, and the woman walked away. Well, sometimes I make mistakes like that. But I find things like that are very useful for my writing.  What was said before this conversation?
Ans: W: Good morning, everybody. Today, for our writing class, we are glad to have Mr. Henry Stone with us, a well-known writer in this country. He is going to share with us his writing experiences. Now, Henry, please tell us how you find so many interesting things for your stories.

M: Yes, I have.  W: Could you earn a lot of money?  M: No, only a little.  W: Would you like to work this summer to make some extra money?  M: I think so.  What was said before this conversation?
Ans: W: You've had a part-time job, haven't you?

Woman: Uh, she should be here any minute. She took the car to pick up something from the store.  Man: Okay, I was just a little worried that ... Man, what was that? Oh, no. The car! She drove over the mailbox and hit a tree in the front yard. Ah, the car!  Woman: Well, just don't stand there blabbing all day. Let's go out and see if Katie's okay.  Man: Ah, my car.  Woman: Honey, are you okay?  Daughter: Oh, mom. I'm so sorry. I can't believe this is happening.  Man: Oh, my car!  Woman: Forget your car!  Man: Driving with the cell phone. I know.  Daughter: It wasn't that at all. Don't jump to conclusions.  Man: Oh, yeah.  Daughter: Dad ... uh, mom. It's not like that at all. I mean, as I was pulling into the driveway, something rolled from under the seat and got stuck under the brake pedal ... the gas pedal ... I, I don't know, and I couldn't stop the car. And then I accidentally hit the gas when I wanted to brake, and I hit the mailbox.  Woman: Uh, I think I know what the problem was. Honey, did you put those golf balls away like I told you? The ones YOU put under the driver's seat ... the ones I told you would get in the way.  Man: Man, I thought I got those.  Daughter: Plus, Mom, the windshield wipers on the car didn't work, so I couldn't see very well in the rain.  Woman: Didn't you get those fixed?  Man: Uh, I've been meaning to get those repaired.  Daughter: And mom. I was going to use the car this weekend to go camping with my friends, but now my plans are ruined. My friends are going to hate me. What am I going to do?  Woman: Hon, yeah, what IS your daughter going to do? It appears that it's mainly your fault for the accident and that she's in such a jam.  Man: My fault? Hey, why don't you just invite your friends over for pizza? I'll buy.  Daughter: Mom, we've been planning this weekend for months. I need a car.  Woman: Hon.  Man: What? I mean, man, what a predicament! That's tough.  Woman: I think what your dad is trying to say is that you can take his new Jeep.  Daughter: Yeah, awesome.  Man:...  What was said before this conversation?

Ans: Man: Honey. Do you know what time Katie will be home?