Then she's the ruthless one.

It's so cold and calculating of her.

A tiny cupf boiled water. She loves it.

How can I thank you enough for what you did for us?

She complained of feeling chilly.

Her hands were as cold as ice.

She calmed down.

I was very cold towards her.

They freeze me, too.

Did she seem a trifle distant ?

If she's that cold and calculating, I was wondering maybe she had something to do with her husband's death.

How can she be so cold?

She'll ask if you're hungry, if you're thirsty. If you're warm enough, if you want a rest.

Ask her if she want a cold wash to her and a spoon.

Now steady, steady on. Get some brandy. Give her some brandy.

Pale she was, listless And soft to the touch.

I'll bet she's colder than an iceberg.

Now sit down and calm yourself before they come.

But I do think you might have been a little more pleasant to her.

I took it away from her and calmed her down.

She's brave, strong, calm and intelligent.

She was extremely cold, and she had no heartbeat for all intents and purposes she was dead, frozen.

Outwardly calm, even placid... she nevertheless pitted herself against death with a passion words are impotent to convey.

Sentry, keep her quiet. Allow nobody aft of her without my orders.

Yes. She's needed at the plant. She'll be back.

She was wearing a thick coat against the chill.

They're putting her in the freezer right now.

Could I now watch her coldly, prey to my excited senses, as she could undoubtedly observe me?

You wrap her up, for the minute she gets into the cold night air... there will be a stampede back to the house for furs.

It'll calm her down.

By being frigid, she made graphic art famous.

For example, I know if I don't like a girl's nose, her legs will leave me cold.

The D.A. Just got here. They're sweatin' them now.

Now calm down honey, maybe they're out saying good night to Carmen.

During her interrogation, she was allegedly subjected to electric shocks through her hands and feet, beatings, and hosing with pressurized cold water.

And I was dying. She was absolutely not giving me a thing.

No matter whether it is cold or hot, when she goes out, she always brings a scarf.

She is subjected to his impassive and heavy presence all day long

I figured I'd hang onto it a day or so. Maybe she'd cool off.

And what she did was she went out on a cold, dry night and breathed back and forth on the lawn to leave to leave her life's mark, the mark of her life.

It's lonely here... so she got herself a companion.

Every year this location brought problems.

His eyes rested on my niece's bowed profile which was always severe and impassive

Have you ever known Tony visit a jail so often?

Some domestics are very standoffish, but, well, I seem to have a way with them.