Question

Rewrite (or retell) in narrative form "Where've you been?" the Old Lady says in a minute. "Pictures." "By yourself?" "With Willy Lomas." "Willy Lomas? I don't think I know him, do I?" "I used to6 go to school with him." "I don't know why you pay good money to go to the pictures when you can see them at home for nothing," says the Old Man. "You can't show colour6 and Cinemascope on TV." "Cinemascope?" "Wide screen ..... bigger." "But they're pictures, just the same, aren't they?"

Answer 1

The Old Lady interested (поинтересовалась) where I had been.

I answered (ответил) that I had been to the pictures with my school friend Willy Lomas. 

The Old Lady noticed (заметила) that she didn`t know him.

But the Old Man was interested to know (поинтересовался) why I payed good money to go to the pictures when I could see them at home for nothing. 

I explained (объяснил) that they couldn`t show colour and Cinemascope on TV.

But the Old Man insisted (настаивал) that pictures were just the same. 

Answer 2

The Old Lady glanced up from her knitting as soon as she heard the familiar sound of the front door opening. "Where've you been?" she asked, her tone laced with curiosity.

Her husband, known as the Old Man, walked into the room with a smile playing on his lips. "Pictures," he replied nonchalantly.

The Old Lady furrowed her brow. "By yourself?" she inquired, hoping for a different answer.

A mischievous glint appeared in the Old Man's eyes. "With Willy Lomas," he confessed.

"Willy Lomas?" the Old Lady repeated, her mind trying to place the name. "I don't think I know him, do I?"

The Old Man chuckled, reminiscing about their school days. "I used to go to school with him," he explained, a hint of nostalgia in his voice.

The Old Lady shook her head in disbelief. "I don't know why you pay good money to go to the pictures when you can see them at home for nothing," she remarked, her disapproval evident.

The Old Man shrugged, not bothered by her comment. "You can't show color and Cinemascope on TV," he pointed out, trying to defend his choice.

"Cinemascope?" the Old Lady questioned, her curiosity piqued.

The Old Man's eyes sparkled as he explained, "Wide screen... bigger. It's a whole different experience."

"But they're pictures, just the same, aren't they?" the Old Lady countered, unable to understand the allure of the big screen.

The Old Man sighed, realizing he wouldn't be able to fully convey the magic and grandeur of the cinema to his wife. "Yes, they are pictures," he admitted, "but they transport you to a different world, a world where you can lose yourself in the stories unfolding before your eyes."

The Old Lady pondered his words, her knitting needles momentarily still. Perhaps there was more to the movies than she had initially thought. Maybe she should give them a try one day, just to see what all the fuss was about.

And so, the Old Man and the Old Lady continued their conversation, each with their own perspective on the magic of the cinema. Little did they know that their differing opinions would lead them on a journey of discovery, not only about the world of movies but also about themselves and the joy of shared experiences.