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纸牌屋(House of Cards 英文版)

时间:2014-06-01 10:35:38  来源:  作者:迈克尔·多布斯爵士(Michael Dobbs)  
简介:  在首相连任竞选中功不可没的党鞭长弗朗西斯·厄克特本以为自己会入内阁任职,不料未能如愿。于是他暗中发誓要取代背叛自己的首相,搞垮所有的对手。他利用自己能够掌握内阁机密和掌握党内人士隐秘的优势,操控了一个又一个官员,并利用《每日纪事报》里想成为一线政治记者的玛蒂·斯多林,令她在媒体上大做文章。
  初战告捷后,他旋即指派手下对内阁展开大规模围剿,紧紧咬住所有人的弱点,除掉了一个又一个对手,扫清了一个又一个障碍,然而他的阴谋也在慢慢地暴露。他最终能否登上首相宝座,而知道越来越多内幕的玛蒂又能否安然周旋于权力斗争中,并实现自己的理想呢?...
  'Another one, Steve?' he asked of his immaculately dressed companion.
  Stephen Kendrick looked somewhat out of place in his light grey Armani mohair suit, pearl white  cuffs and immaculately manicured hands clasped around a glass of Federation bitter, a draught beer  for which the bars of the Palace of Westminster afford a warm home.
  'Now you know better than me that Strangers can't buy drinks here. And anyway, I've only been here  two weeks and I wouldn't want to ruin my career by having anyone see the Prime Minister's pet  Irish wolfhound forcing drinks down the Opposition's newest and fastest rising backbencher. Some  of my more dogmatic colleagues would treat that as treachery!'
  He grinned and winked at the barmaid to attract her attention. Another pint of dark bitter and a  double vodka-tonic were quick in coming.
  'You know, Rog, I'm still pinching myself. I never really expected to get here, and I still can't  decide whether it's a dream or just a bloody awful nightmare. When we worked together at the same  little PR shop seven years ago, who would have guessed you would now be the chief grunter for the  Prime Minister and I would be a humble if wonderfully talented Opposition MP?'
  'Certainly not that little blonde telephonist we used to take turns with' ribbed O'Neill. They  both chuckled at the memory of younger and more frivolous days.
  'Dear little Annie' mused Kendrick.
  'I thought her name was Jennie' protested O'Neill.
  'Rog, in those days I never remember you being fussy about what they were called.'
  The banter finally broke the ice between the two men which had been slowly thawing with the drink.  When O'Neill had telephoned the new MP to suggest a drink for old times' sake, they had both found  it difficult to revive the easy familiarity which they had known in earlier years. They had been  careful, perhaps too careful, to avoid the subject of politics which now dominated both their  lives and it had forced their conversation along artificial lines. Now O'Neill decided to take the  plunge.
  'Steve, I don't mind you buying the drinks all night as far as I'm concerned. The way my masters  are going at the moment, I think a saint would be driven to drink.'
  Kendrick accepted the opening. Tour lot do seem to be getting their robes of office in something  of a twist. There are all sorts of weird rumours going round this place about how Samuel is  furious with Williams for putting his head on the block with the PM, Williams is furious with  Collingridge for screwing up the election campaign, and Collingridge is furious with just about  everyone.'
  'Maybe it's simply that they are all tired after the election and can't wait to get away on  holiday' O'Neill responded. 'Like an irritable family squabbling about how the car is packed  before taking a long trip.'
  If you don't mind me saying, old chum, I think your leader is going to have to put an end to all  the bickering very quickly, or else hell go into the Summer Recess with the family looking more  like a pack of Westminster alley cats. No Prime Minister can afford to let those sort of rumours  run away from him, otherwise they begin to gain a life of their own. They become reality. Still,  that's where you and your vast publicity budgets come to the rescue, like the Seventh Cavalry over  the hill.'
  'More like Custer's last bloody stand' O'Neill said with some bitterness.
  'What's the matter, Rog, Uncle Teddy run off with all your toy soldiers or something?' Kendrick  asked with genuine curiosity.
  O'Neill emptied his glass and Kendrick ordered another round.
  'Between you and me, just as old chums, Steve, he's run off with almost all of them. Hell, we need  to find new friends more than ever, but instead of going onto the offensive the Chairman seems  content to retreat behind the barricades'
  'Ah, do I detect the cries of a frustrated Publicity Director who has been told to shut up shop  for a while?'
  O'Neill banged the bar in exasperation. 'I shouldn't tell you this, I suppose, but as it's not  going to happen there's no harm. The new hospital expansion programme which we promised at the  election giving matching Government funds for any money raised locally. We had a wonderful  promotional campaign, all ready to go throughout the summer while all you bastards were off on the  Costa del Cuba or wherever it is you go'
  Kendrick held his silence, not responding to the jibe.
  'By the time you all came back in October, we would have won the hearts and minds of voters in  every marginal seat in the country. We had the campaign all set! Advertising, a party political  broadcast, ten million leaflets, direct mail. "Nursing Hospitals Back To Health." It would have  made a wonderful build-up to the party conference as "The Party Which Delivers". But... he's  pulled the plug. Just like that'
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