Check all securing gripes and tighten them.

And they couldn't yank the cord out because it was screwed into a light socket inside the house.

Leave wringing of the hands.

His thumb to his nose he put up with a sneer

You forgot to screw the cap on.

Tearing the heads off of...what was it?

And it's a kind of rope like structure that twirls and swirls like this.

Break his neck.

Me father gave me nose a tweak and told me I was bad

Going to twist my arm off if it don't kill me first.

About what? Strangling

I'll turn the screws, you turn the pylons.

Pretend you're unscrewing a lightbulb, like this.

You're quite a good chicken strangler, as I recall.

Tom wrung out the towel and hung it up to dry.

Tell me, or I'll tear your ears off!

I was wringing out some dolls clothes, see?

Just like they had been wrung by an invisible hand.

I'd rather beat his brains out.

Governments and civil society forged a unity in the face of such stupendous adversity.

Sure, I sound savage. I feel savage. I'd like to break her neck.

If any of you lets out a squeak, I'II break his neck.

Peace, sit you down, and let me wring your heart, for so I shall if it be made of penetrable stuff.

So you know, when you were done with it, you unscrewed it.

You do something like that and I'll wring your neck!

Their metabolism will fall as though you were dimming a switch on a lamp at home.

If I told Steve what I really think, he'd tear your head off.

For example, when I walked up here and I took the microphone from the stand and switched it on, you assumed this was a microphone, which it is not.

So, this is the capery where you get fitted for your cape, and then you walk up these three steel graded steps and then we turn on three hydraulic fans from every side and then you can see the cape in action.

All the appliances plug in there. And you would just unscrew your light bulb if you wanted to plug in an appliance.

And they'll fish you out of the drink.

Hang on to the tail. I'm revving up. Hang on.

There you are.

Too tight?

Hold it.

Hold on, please.

No, it's all right.

I won't be seen in this merciless glare.

It's the same gesture he makes when he comes home after a long day, turns off the key in his car and says, Aah, I'm home. Because we all know where home is.

I have to hurry!

Belt too tight.

It's the bandage, Lu. It's too tight or something.

Tighten up your cinches.

Everyone, hold tight!

If you don't phone Dr. Cristo right now and get Johnny out of there tonight, I will.