Quotes About Intimidation

a guy shoved a gun in my face. So I shoved my gun in his face and told him, 'Arrrrarrr-arggggh!

He stared at me like he wanted to shoot me. It happens to some young men when you give them a uniform.

I ought to come up there and break your shuck nose.

I'm gonnna break your faces!

Teresa didn't stop. "Keep talking like that and you'll be next." Newt turned back to face them, but his face showed anything but fear.

Well, it's easy to be tough when you have a bunch of lunatics with knives protecting you,

Blondie pressed the gun into him even harder. "I'm gonna count to one," the man said into his ear. "Just one.

if some shank decides he's a sissy-pants and tries to turn back, I'll make sure he does it with a broken nose and smashed privates.

Is it your goal in life to piss me off until I cut your arteries open one by one?

You scared of that pip-squeak? Dude, you got a lot to learn. Freakin' Newbies.

I fear those big words which make us so unhappy.

Halil could sense the cruel-eyed man humming with the power to end his life, straining at the leash like a snarling dog.

Martha's heart was beating wildly for several reasons. No one had ever tried to put his hand up her skirt before, and she was petrified at the wild driving. She looked confused and alarmed; and the old Scotsman decided to see her as the little girl he had known for years. He took a ten-shilling note from his stuffed wallet, and gave it to her. 'For when you go back to school,' he said bluffly.

Yes," said Willi, calmly. "You are an old nuisance. You can sit down if you like, but you must keep quiet and not talk nonsense." Maryrose turned quite white with fright and with pain on behalf of her mother. But Mrs Fowler, after a moment's silence, gave a short flustered laugh and sat down and kept perfectly quiet. And after that, if she came into the Gainsborough she always behaved with Willi like a well-brought-up small girl in the presence of a bullying father. And

If it's true, I have the absolute right to terrify you with it.

Good evening, ladies. The gentlemen now entering behind you are all fully armed. I am Francis Crawford of Lymond and I want your lives or your jewels -- the latter for preference; both if necessary.

Why not,' said Gaultier viciously, 'play chess?' It silenced Lymond. His head went back as if he had been struck, the indrawn air caught in his throat. He said nothing more.

You see someone before you who is not afraid to say what he thinks, provided he is in a position of ascendancy with a door open behind him and a knife gripped in each hand.

To Lymond, she said, 'I didn't ask. I don't care what you are going to say. I don't care. I don't care. These things have got to be said. Everyone is frightened to speak to you.' 'But I allow no one—no one at all, to speak to me like this,' Lymond said.

People who need to bully you are the easiest to push around.

I'll sue the council for every penny it's got! I'll have you hung, drawn and quartered! And whipped! And boiled . . . until . . . until . . . until you've had enough.

You just put your boot so far up his ass, he'll have to eat his dinner with a shoehorn." "I can always count on you for a suitable bon mot.

I think somebody deliberately wanted to frighten her.

He was a man of whom nearly everybody was a little afraid. Why this last was so can hardly be stated in definite words. There was a feeling, perhaps, that he knew a little too much about everybody. And there was a feeling, too, that his sense of humor was a curious one.