At the end of the corridor.

On the porch.

I will wait for you in the hall.

Going out into the corridor was no big deal.

Go out in the corridor.

Under the hallway stairs.

At the end of the passage.

Now, for one of the hall.

He will wait for you in the entry room.

I was in the hospital the whole night, walking up and down the corridor.

Additional convoys were being planned along the Tonja Fanjak and Renk Malakal corridors.

He is at the end of the corridor.

Shall we wait in the hall?

Winding Road

Stairs... corridors. ..

through these salons and galleries, in this edifice of a bygone era, this sprawling, sumptuous, baroque, gloomy hotel, where one endless corridor follows another, silent, empty corridors heavy with cold, dark woodwork,

in this edifice of a bygone era, this sprawling, sumptuous, baroque, gloomy hotel, where one endless corridor follows another, silent and deserted, heavy with cold, dark woodwork, stucco, molded paneling,

If I'm not in the corridor at ten o'clock...

How? In the corridor.

You see that.

The one in the corridor.

Death Corridor

Someone is walking in the corridor.

You know sometimes he walks four hours together here in the lobby.

In his office, down the corridor there, second door to your right.

sculpted doorframes, rows of doorways, galleries, side corridors that in turn lead to empty salons, salons heavy with ornamentation of a bygone era as if the ground were still sand or gravel or flagstones over which I walked once again

sculpted doorframes, rows of doorways, galleries, side corridors that in turn lead to empty salons, salons heavy with ornamentation of a bygone era... silent rooms where one's footsteps are absorbed by carpets so thick, so heavy,

We don't have to do it out here in the hall, do we, Sam?

Someone sitting in the gallery night after night...

I did leave it on the porch. That is, I...

Even at opposite ends of the corridor.

The room is upstairs, at the end of the hall.

Junk the Polish Corridor!

The gallery was booing.

Corridors... salons... doors.

I think you left your hat in the hall, Mr. Neff.

Don't get excited. They're down the other corridor.

We always seem to be colliding in hallways, don't we?

Don't want anything left out on the porch.

It was you in the corridor. Don't lie.

Better scatter. Go down the corridor and through the iron door.

And I was sitting in a hallway one night and a couple girls came up to me.

Not in the corridor, but on the stage of the Polski theater.

Take him up those stairs, down the corridor.

The iron door at the end of the gallery.