The only thing bothering me is you.
Maybe it was the other thing that was bothering him.
Now, tell me what's really bothering you.
I think something is bothering you, Martha.
I apologize for bothering you.
Whatever was bothering him, it was clear that he didn't want to continue his role as protector and director.
The smoke was bothering me and I didn't want to ruin the party for all of you, so I simply walked home.
When Rhyn left, he said something that's been bothering me.
We remained spellbound, not even bothering to check our notes as his accuracy became apparent.
What's bothering you—more than just you're going away?
I know leaving is upsetting, but something else is bothering her.
Maybe that was what was bothering him.
Alex signed all the time now, never bothering to write anything down.
Is that what's bothering you?
That's what's been bothering me all this time.
"Is it what's been bothering you the past two days?" she asked.
He closed the door behind him with a cold laugh, not bothering to bind her.
He set down his glass, and taking Cynthia's hand, retreated from the parlor to the kitchen, without even bothering to make an excuse.
"I could use one of these," she said, taking a long pull, not bothering to get a glass.
Why is Josh calling you, and what's he bothering you about?
Yet something was bothering him.
He did not act as if it was bothering him.
I don't know what's been bothering you lately, but if I've done something, I wish you would tell me.
Whatever was bothering him, he needed to say something or stop sulking.
If she only had a clue what was bothering him.
We commenced another session without even bothering to go upstairs.
Was something bothering him or was this new sleep pattern now the normal for him?
He sat down with the bottle, not bothering to use a glass.
She struck first, not bothering to soften her blows as she might with anyone else.
No, something was bothering him.
Was that what was bothering Keaton?
If he's bothering you, I can give him his walking papers.
The mess with Jessi was bothering him, just like the stealthy Others tracking him.
Fancy bothering about such trifles now!
"Get lost, asshole," the man answered, not bothering to pause in his eating.
She wasn't sure why she was bothering with the tug-of-war battle with him, except that she hoped she was able to hide what she sought and make it easier for her to get.