I drove I drove Mrs. Robinson home. She wanted me to drive her home so I I drove her home.

I drove your mother home I don't want to hear it.

Then Judd drove me home and I went to bed.

And I drove home late that night with batteries and ice.

Look, Mrs Robinson, I drove you home. I was glad to do it.

I got home about 7 00 and drove right into the garage.

So, I drove home, put the car away and went up to my apartment.

Ask him. He drove his car home after the hop.

They drove me home in their car... a bloody Bentley!

I just drove.

The other night we drove home from a party. He was drunk again.

I drove him away.

He drove me to the subway. Did you hear from Paine after you got home?

So I drove over there.

...every time I drove by.

Oh, yes. I drove it.

I almost drove right past.

When I drove past him,

I drove a motorcycle, I was unmarried,

I drove that course in '41.

I only heard the crash because I drove on.

Before this car, I drove a Nissan.

I drove to town and went shopping.

I don't know. He drove me away.

After that I drove down to headquarters.

All right, I drove to the beach.

I just drove away with the body.

But I just drove the laundry truck.

The authorities also drove the car belonging to the General Secretary back to her home without her permission.

And I drove up in my rented Vauxhall.

When I told Dad that she hadn't come home last night he got terribly excited and drove off in my car so I finally decided to come here on the offchance that...

As never before or since, home economists among them Louise Stanley, chief of the federal Bureau of Home Economics from 1923 to 1943 drove the country's eating habits.

Darling, I drove Gaston to the market this morning...

Gus drove me over. He waited while I changed.

I understand she drove the British Intelligence absolutely nuts.

As I drove back towards town, I took inventory of my prospects.

That afternoon I drove into the Hollywood Hills. I just had to.

I drove him up here myself not two hours ago.

He drove an Isotta Fraschini... I was recounting a premonition...

I drove all that night, while Haskell slept like a log.

So I packed my kit into the car and drove off.

I was ringing the bell when they drove through the gate.

(MR. BISSLE LAUGHING) My dear child, I saw this good land as I drove up.

I drove up early to have an hour's rest before the performance.

No, I drove a tank till they shot me out of it.