Quotes About Standoff

Stop hittin' me!" he cried. "This is hardly fair, now is it? Two of you against me?" "You're the one who came at us with a gun," Ghastly said, standing over him. "But that was for a giggle," Jack tried. "I wasn't aimin' at you, I swear.

Sorry I called you Goat-molester," Virgil said. "It was the first thing that came into my head, honestly." "I don't need your damn apology!" "Then why are you here?" "I came here to kick your ass!" "You might want to do that from a standing position." "Screw you! I'll get up in my own time!

Boyd looked at him now like he was trying to decide something in his mind. "You'd shoot me, you get the chance?" "You make me pull," Raylan said, "I'll put you down.

You take one more step, Raylan said, I'll shoot you. That's all I'm gonna say.

The Zip was quiet, maybe trying to guess what was in Raylan's mind. He seemed curious. Finally he said, Okay, what do you want to tell me? Here's the deal, Raylan said. I'm giving you twenty-four hours to get out of this county and never come back. Raylan looked at his watch. That means you have until...two-fifteen tomorrow afternoon to clear out. If I see you're still around after that, I won't hesitate to shoot you on sight. You have any questions?

They both continue to stare at each other, expressionless, motionless, in the weirdest standoff I've ever seen almost as if they're calling the other's bluff. It is the way you'd look at a perfect stranger, although if they were actually strangers someone would break down and exchange a pleasantry after such prolonged eye contact. I start to wonder if maybe I shouldn't reintroduce my own parents.

Nothing has changed in our relationship with East West. We have no relationship with East West. We've been withholding our labour for almost seven years now.

We've been shooting the last two weeks with a lot of vampires. I don't want to give away too much, but if you've read the books, it's the standoff with lots of vampires in play. There's like 70 people going through the works at once. It's a little maddening, but fun. We shot pretty much the ending of the two movies the other day.

One group from the Tarus family stood face to face with a Conta group, looking prepared for either a gang fight or a dance-off . Mead, Richelle (2010-12-07). Last Sacrifice: A Vampire Academy Novel (Kindle Locations 6379-6380). Penguin Young Readers Group. Kindle Edition.

Dead silence filled the room. Five Whitecloaks stood in the middle of the floor, studiously being ignored by the folk at the tables.

He was looking at both of us, the gun held easily in his big hands. What's with the sunglasses, bitch? I let the name calling go. They had all the guns. They look cool, I said He laughed then, a warm growly sound. A nice laugh if he hadn't been armed.

shoved the door open with my left hand and hugged the doorsill. It worked like a charm. My gun was pointing at the bad guy's chest. Except his hands were already in the air, and he was smiling at me. "Don't shoot," he said. "It's Edward." I

I think today the church faces a very real challenge in not repeating the errors of the past, in sort of a stand off, a fear of science.

Eying him, Finn felt he knew the type if not the man. His only fear then was that the man might shoot first and ask questions later. Thankfully, he did not.

Han Solo," came the clipped voice of the gang leader, "you are a dead man.

None of you seem to understand. I'm not locked in here with you. You're locked in here with me!

impasse implies that we're evenly matched. But we all know that's not true.

Now he's standing beside five other cops watching the chimp climb up the wall of the Museum of Man. That's what I need tonight, Chris thinks, a chimp with a firearm and a sense of irony.

sat up, and the room was full of a man with a gun. He was standing one pace in from the doorway. The light was off now, but gray daylight ebbed in the airshaft window, and unfortunately I could see him. He was wearing a hat and an overcoat and a gun, and the gun was pointed at me, and his eyes were looking at me, and his eyes appeared to be made of slate.

I sat up and the room was full of a man with a gun.

Any dispute in matters of taste usually results in a standoff.

Fill your hands, you son of a bitch

Never revive a guy who had just pulled a gun on you.

Then Reacher breathed out and raised a placatory don't-shoot palm, and he half-stood, slow and calm, unthreatening, the complete opposite of sudden, and he kept himself half-turned away from the guys with the guns, and half-turned toward the group on the sofa, and he said, "Come on, Emily, let's get this done. They're going to nail you one way or the other. Might as well make it easy on yourself.