Come here. Turn around.

Now turn over.

Turn round.

Turn around, Bunk.

Turn and do the wheel...

Turn around!

Please turn away.

Turn around!

I turned the other cheek.

Come on, quick. Turn around.

Turn toward the wall.

You're introverted, I see.

No, stay around, OK.

And just as I started to turn around...

Just turn around and face forward.

Stand up and turn around.

Turn and face your neighbors.

You, too, werner. Turn around.

There he is, all tuned up for you.

Measure. Look. You see?

He turned to put the record on.

He was turning around.

Would you turn around, sir?

Then turned his back and waxed proud,

Then he turned away, and was haughty.

then he retreated, and waxed proud.

Then turned he back, and grew stiff necked.

Then he turned back and was proud

Then he turned back and was proud.

then he retreated and waxed proud,

Then turned he away in pride

Then he walked away disdainfully,

then he retreated and grew proud

Then he turned back and was arrogant

then turned back, and swelling up with pride,

Then he turned back and was big with pride,

and he turned his back and behaved arrogantly

Then he turned back and was haughty

Turn this around to the fire.

Turn around. You, drop that gun.

One more in profile, please.

You, Mr. Apples, over here. Turn around.

You turn around. Well, never mind.

When I think of my mother,

Turn around. Get over there and face that wall.