Now I am within thirty yards of him. He must fall. The gun pours out its stream of lead. Then it jams. Then it reopens fire. That jam almost saved his life.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Quick as lightning Wild Bill pulled his revolver. The stranger fell dead, shot through the brain.
Then I heard another shot which hit him right in the head, over here, and his head practically opened up and a lot of blood and many more things came out.
You shoulda shot that fella a long time ago. Now he's too rich to kill.
I was hoping he would get up so I could hit him again and keep him down.
If you still want to kill him, do me a favor and take him outside. Those are new sheets.
The whole wood seemed running now, running hard, hunting, chasing, closing in round something or - somebody? In panic, he began to run too, aimlessly, he knew not whither.
In 'Gran Torino,' Eastwood moves towards the climax of the movie not by staging a shoot-out, but by putting his weapons to one side and confronting the bad guys armed only with a cigarette lighter, guessing that as he reaches for it they will think he's drawing a pistol.
How do you combat a man with a firearm? You don't combat him with a golf club, baseball bat or a knife. You combat him with another firearm.
There's no sort o' mistake in little Bullet. He can pick up miles on his feet, and fling 'em behind him as fast as the next man's hoss, I don't care where he comes from. And he can keep at it as long as the sun can shine without resting.
You know, I'm no different from a fireman. You got to run into a fire no matter how big the blaze is.