Little Eleanor safely tucked up?

About time you were tucked up in bed.

I'm sure he's got some cigarettes tucked away here somewhere.

His gun was still tucked away on his hip. Hadn't been fired.

Fine, but come in and wait till I get Doug tucked in.

And our lander is safely tucked inside what we call an aero shuttle.

The wireless telescope was a digital camera I had tucked in my pocket.

Why don't you drop up some night after you've tucked the convicts in the cells?

It's Alice Tully Hall, and it's tucked under the Juilliard Building and descends several levels under the street.

It makes me feel as if I had waxed mustaches and a rope ladder tucked into my raglan.

But deeply tucked into the fabric of space itself, the idea is there could be more dimensions, as we see there.

Just everything is lined, it incorporates every single thing that you could possibly imagine is tucked into this high performance skin.

McEneff tucked away the opener on 17 minutes after Ciaran Coll's challenge on Schubert, although the foul appeared to be outside the box.

At the end of the video the group of women reveal they've all been dancing with the discreet pumps tucked in their bras.

At the Phi Phi Hill Resort, I was tucked into the corner furthest away from the television, but I strained to listen for information.

Of course not. For me, I'm thinking, this is tucked in some small solid, but the moment it evaporates, it's merged with the whole.

The hand of Yahweh was on Elijah and he tucked his cloak into his belt and ran before Ahab to the entrance of Jezreel.

The hand of Yahweh was on Elijah and he tucked his cloak into his belt and ran before Ahab to the entrance of Jezreel.

I then put him to bed, tucked him in, gave him a kiss on his forehead and said, Goodnight, mate, and walked out of his bedroom.

And if you look, tucked away inside the inner surface of the temporal lobes you can't see it there is a little structure called the fusiform gyrus.

Well, tonight he sleeps safely with a stack of letters just like this one tucked beneath his pillow, scripted by strangers who were there for him when.

And as I looked at it, it kind of tucked its arms under it, raised into a spherical shape and turned chocolate brown with two white stripes.

Down, down, down!

Down, down.

Down. Down. HONKING

Down, Lady, down!

Airplanes! Down! Down!

I wrote those same kinds of letters that my mother had written me for strangers, and tucked them all throughout the city, dozens and dozens of them. I left them everywhere, in cafes and in libraries, at the U.N., everywhere.

Hey, hey, hey, slow down, slow down, slow down.

Man down! Man down!

Sit down...sit down!

Sit down, sit down.

Calm down, calm down.

Get down, get down.

Sit down, sit down!

And one of the things that you see is that male line, the mortality is going down, down, down, down, down.

Sit down, ladies. Sit down.

Well, sit down, sit down!

Get down and stay down!

Sit down. Sit down quietly.

Colonel, get down! Get down!

Get down and stay down.

Lie down. Stay lying down.

Ah, but the glass has gone down and down and down.

Come on, sit down! Sit down.