Burro.

Burro!

A burro would starve.

Get away from my burro.

A deer, a female deer

Doe, a deer A female deer

Doe A deer, a female deer

You just try stealing a man's burro in this country!

Fetch the deer, then.

He's killed a royal deer.

What happens to those deer?

And if you want a different deer, not a white tailed deer, but you want a mule deer, or an elk, you change the packing, and you can do an elk.

Tom and Mary went deer hunting.

You're wrong. I killed that deer.

Black beasts and deer are approaching.

Or, really, any other kind of deer.

He shot an arrow at the deer.

It's death to kill the king's deer.

The deer come from a different region.

Why, let the stricken deer go weep

A deer with an itchy leg. A flying motorcycle.

... a poacher of the king's deer and an outlaw?

I seen a deer and a wolf playing together.

But Old Thunder give up, and then he was walking like this, like an old burro, you know.

A deer freezes very, very still, poised to run away.

And that settles it! That deer has got to go!

Matter of fact, there were some deer hunters hanging around.

Too bad the deer fell so far from the inn.

You shoulda seen yourself. You jumped like a shot deer.

Why, sure I did. It was them deer hunters all right.

Oh, nothing less than killing a royal deer in Sherwood Forest today.

Like the mountains, and the hills, deer, pine trees and the wind.

I suppose you realize the penalty for killing the king's deer is death.

It would take half the deer in Sherwood Forest to fill that cavern.

Pa, a couple of old buck deer were in our burying grounds today.

It wasn't only me. Wasn't only your yearling deer having to be destroyed.

The animal will react by freezing, sort of like a deer in the headlights.

If you ever crawled out of that deer hide and dolled up a bit...

We're poor outlaws, with nothing to eat but the king's deer whileyouhaveproperty, rents, and silver.

Oh, you'll get used to it. But wait till you see the deer. You'll love them.

Lygia, I'm forced to tell you that the women of Britain cover themselves with deer fat.

Yahweh's voice makes the deer calve, and strips the forests bare. In his temple everything says, Glory!

Yahweh's voice makes the deer calve, and strips the forests bare. In his temple everything says, Glory!

It's part of the fight and flight mechanism, that when an animal is frightened think of a deer.

Those kinds of fleeting thoughts that physically incapacitate you, that temporarily give you that deer in headlights look.