Quotes About Threat

Miss, you'd better look at that note. I have a bomb.

She gets that fabulous edge that girls get to their voices, the edge that spells oncoming Tantrum From the Bowels of Hell, that says, 'I'll scratch the heavens down around you and suck the fucken air from your lungs and spit you to fucken hell and you know it.

I'll gie ye tae the lions for their denners." This threat has no effect upon the imps at all—for they are inured to empty threats—but its effect upon Betty is remarkable. She seizes my hand and cries in accents of dismay, "Oh Mummy, don't let her—don't let her, Mummy!" It takes several minutes to convince Betty that the children's mother has no intention of feeding her offspring to the lions.

The European brand of fascism will probably present its most serious postwar threat to us via Latin America.

Last week, the House of Representatives passed a resolution honoring the victims and heroes of September 11th. As we commemorate the anniversary of 9-11, we must also remember that the threat is still very real today.

We have to face the fact that ISIS and its army of like-minded jihadists are determined to win that war and believe they are on the path to victory. They may well be right.

People can't imagine an enemy that would cut someone's head off before a video camera and spread it out across the world. But that has happened with the kind of enemy we are now facing.

One of the sharp parallels is that neither Vietnam nor Iraq was the slightest threat to America's national security.

The most dangerous substance on earth is wood pulp flattened into thin sheets. I'd rather face a steel blade than certain pieces of paper

The next time I see you," Sebastian said viciously, "no matter what the circumstances, I'm going to kill you. No law, nor weapon, nor God Himself will be able to stop it from happening. So if you value your life, don't let your path cross mine again.

Tell me where she is, or I'll snap your neck like a wishbone!

If you tell anyone about this, you little imp…you'll pay.

Your only value to me," he said in a low tone, "is your knowledge of Lillian Bowman's whereabouts. If I can't obtain that from you, I'll send you to the devil. Tell me, or I'll choke it from you. And believe that I have enough of my father in me to do it without a second thought.

I'll get 'er, I will." "You'll never touch her," Cam retorted, filled with a flare of impotent anger as he cast a last glance into Hangman's Court. "I'll send you to hell before you ever lay a finger on her!" "I'll bring you with me, then," came Bullard's gloating reply, and he laughed again as Cam strode away from the court.

Leo," she said with a sniffle. "If you let anything happen to Win, I will kill you." He stroked her hair gently. "You've threatened to kill me for years, and nothing ever comes of it." "I've been w-waiting for the right reason.

The only way anyone will ever get to you will be over my dead body." Julia drew in a long breath. "In that case, Cooper," she said faintly into his shoulder, "maybe you better put some clothes on.

I'm armed and I'm ready to deal with a ghost, a man, his ex-girlfriend, or an assassin.

I actually think that Bush is the greatest threat to life on this planet that we've most probably ever seen. The policies he is initiating will doom us to extinction.

No, whoever was out there didn't want to take her in. But his sights were on her, gun sights, steady. Clear. She stared into them, and with a mocking smile, mouthed the words, I dare you!" (Cassie Sinclair) *** He smiled at the challenge. One day, she just might dare him too far, but he doubted it would be a bullet he'd penetrate her with. (Unknown Breed)

You have five minutes to call someone, anyone, I don't care who, and order me the finest blend of coffee that rat hole town has, and a dozen beers. If it's not sitting on this table..." a slender finger pointed furiously at the table in question,"... in one hour, you die" - Faith telling Jacob

don't know what you want with the Rittenbergs, Kit, but be careful. You might think Jon Rittenberg is bad, and he is, but he's just your generic entitled male asshole. His wife, though—Daisy Rittenberg—she's dangerous.

He will fucking kill Mia Reiter and the people behind this. He will rip their throats out with his own bare hands.

Just because she and Jon were victims of an obsessed stalker in Colorado, that does not mean it will happen again here.

That's a claim I can put to you, Bishop." Dare knew the slow show of his teeth looked like pure evil. "I have contacts in businesses that you can't even imagine. I have friends in high places, and better friends in low places. No matter what you do or where you crawl away to, I have ways of getting to you. Cross me, and I will obliterate you, Bishop, socially, financially and personally.