Tell them quick. The sleeve. Sleeve!

I knew there was more open water. And I had a secret weapon up my sleeve.

Just the sleeve.

What? Your sleeve.

I'll get your sleeve.

Roll up your right sleeve.

It fell down your sleeve.

You've got something up your sleeve.

I can wipe my mouth on my sleeve, napkin on the table, chew with my mouth open, make little noises, scratch wherever I want.

You've got your sleeve in the celery.

Now, put your arm in the sleeve. There!

No tricks, no mirrors, nothing up my sleeve.

Look what you're doing. Look at my sleeve!

Wait, it's not my fault. You got the sleeve.

Push the sleeve up a little bit like that.

Would you help me with this sleeve? Pull up.

This sleeve is a live sea cucumber, cucumber sea.

I've still got an ace card up my sleeve.

Remember, that 's your handkerchief and that 's your sleeve.

Look at this sleeve, just from brushing against the woodwork.

Misdirection isn't the only trick that comedy has up its sleeve.

Sleep well, Aunt Lily, and knit up the raveled sleeve of care.

And then everybody else would have to license this cuff or this sleeve because Joe Blow owns it.

I don't know what you and the Keith Office got up your sleeve but nobody's doublecrossing Kitty Darling.

Crew members will be able to conduct microgravity experiments in materials and life science in a shirt sleeve environment.

You're like a ghost pointing an empty sleeve and smirking at everything that people feel or want or struggle for.

So we put a little sleeve on the back, but we should be able to get this guy to wake up too.

It didn't matter what she was crying about, she could get on my knee, she could snot my sleeve up, just cry, cry it out.

Yes, Dima replied, brushing off a piece of half eaten fish that had gotten stuck to his right sleeve. I'd like to buy that one there.

Open up! Open up!

Open, open the door.

My pen moves along the page like the snout of a strange animal shaped like a human arm and dressed in the sleeve of a loose green sweater.

Open Open an existing icon

Open the gate! Open the...

The lightest touch of her arm the touch of a hand, the touch even of a sleeve, of a garment, as she put it on caused excruciating, burning pain.

The lightest touch of her arm the touch of a hand, the touch even of a sleeve, of a garment, as she put it on caused excruciating, burning pain.

But Open, she says, open up!

Open File Open an existing file

Open the door, open the door

Open up. Open up this door.

Open up, you dirty rat! Open...

Open sky. Open sky to Newfoundland.

Having said that, actually, your best form of protection and my best form of protection is a long sleeve shirt and a little bit of DEET to go with it.

Open your hands. Märeta, open your hands.

Open information is fantastic, open networks are essential.