first blood is a novel by david morrell. tw: guns and blood.
- ‘ you shouldn’t be walking around. ’
- ‘ i don’t like being stared at. ’
- ‘ you’ve got to rest. take it easy. ’
- ‘ how did i get here? ’
- ‘ now i want you to stop talking and save your strength. ’
- ‘ leave me alone! i mean it! ’
- ‘ we have to stop the bleeding. ’
- ‘ keep your fucking hands off me. ’
- ‘ all right, play it tough if you want. ’
‘ let me be. ’
- ‘ i don’t feel a thing. ’
‘ but it’s the little things that make a town what it is, that you can watch to make it safe. ’
- ‘ you’re not tired. you’re afraid. ’
- ‘ i’m just not happy unless i get miserable every once in a while. ’
- ‘ that’s the last thing you have to worry about. ’
- ‘ i just was sorry. ’
‘ who does? ’
‘ try and remember. ’
‘ that’s very funny. ’
‘ hold still. ’
- ‘ what the hell’s going on? ’
- ‘ i have bandages under my clothes too. ’
- ‘ where’s my shoes and socks? ’
- ‘ you have to promise me. ’
- ‘ i didn’t want you to think i don’t care what happens to you. ’
- ‘ stand the hell up and identify yourself. ’
- ‘ you didn’t pull out the pockets in your jacket. ’
- ‘ is that plain enough for you to understand? ’
- ‘ get your dumbass away from the entrance. ’
- ‘ the gun’s not loaded. ’
‘ look at that sun. ’
‘ been waiting long? ’
- ‘ stay out of it. ’
‘ what the hell was that? ’
‘ sit down here on the floor. ’
‘ that isn’t necessary. ’
- ‘ i’m alone. i need help. ’
- ‘ no, but you promised yourself, and that does count. ’
- ‘ christ, what’s the matter with you? ’
- ‘ i don’t sleep much anymore. ’
- ‘ wasn’t even a chance to go home and grab my rifle. ’
- ‘ you can’t leave me. don’t leave me. ’
- ‘ i’m fine. it’s a cramp. ’
- ‘ well, you sure put one over on me, didn’t you? ’