I'm gonna show you.
It's not gonna open.
I'm gonna print this list on my computer, given you're always bellyaching about my writing.
It's gonna take some time.
Who's gonna blame you here?
Okay. I'm gonna give it a go.
Are you gonna kill me?
Dusty's gonna blow this place up!
He's not gonna kill you, Rhyn said.
The only gold is gonna be away in back, at the end.
This place is gonna blow soon.
I ain't even gonna point her in the right direction to the library, much less do her work for her.
You gonna try to explain?
You're definitely not gonna stress me out, okay?
She's not gonna last, Rhyn responded.
You gonna make the intel briefing this morning in an hour?
None of us are gonna survive this!
We're gonna have a little talk, then we'll see who gets to kill who.
"You gonna talk or stare?" he challenged.
Rhyn.s gonna flip out when he finds out it.s a girl.
Hector in Missouri is gonna help me straighten it out.
This isn't gonna help you, though.
"You're gonna have to fix me," he said, as calm as she was not.
Not gonna hurt you, okay?
He's gonna work things out 'cause you raised him right.
I'm your campaign manager, and I'll be danged if I'm gonna get upstaged by that jerk Fitzgerald.
"You're not gonna tell me why?" he asked with the same casual tone Rhyn used.
I thought I was gonna need funny hats and party favors for the celebrating going on around here.
"Dusty's gonna kill me," Bianca replied.
I'm gonna put a tag in it.
We're gonna blow the place, Darian!
"Damian's gonna be so pissed," Darian said to no one in particular.
It's not gonna be a good thing, if you stay with him.
Damian's not gonna sit around for this one.
"Jule's gonna be pissed we didn't invite him," Dusty said at last and pulled off his gloves, tossing them.
Is that your way of saying something bad's gonna happen, and I'll need to call you?
Rainy's gonna be pissed.
I wanted a bird to remind you of Bird Song, and that you're gonna fly back here real soon.
Mum's gonna be the word around here for a while.
If you're gonna discuss the Dawkins, I'd best excuse myself.
I'm gonna dig further on Monday but just the last name's a mighty strong coincidence, isn't it?
She's gonna be as disappointed as a Red Sox fan in September.
I'm just gonna sit here and wait for the ocean drown me.
"I'm gonna have to train you, aren't I?" she said and elbowed him.
Someday, one of you is gonna snap and take out the others.
"You gonna finish that?" he asked, pointing at Dean's plate.
They're gonna serve fresh ice cream in hell before that lady gets a sniff at this here notebook, even if it proves to be worthless scratchings.
I think I'm gonna need it.
Slurring her words, she says, I'm, I'm gonna drive.
Boss, I was gonna ask if you needed an XO while Sasha is out, Toni ventured.
"Am I your prisoner or are you some sort of really weird Good Samaritan that's gonna let me go when we get to where we're going?" she asked with a sigh.
Dusty's gonna kill me, he whispered, stricken.
We gonna blow something up?
Talon's gonna kill me before long.
She's gonna have a rough time ahead of her.
You're gonna keep me in the dark?
I think I'm gonna go.
Something akin to getting a date with Miss America: Sure, in theory, possible—but realistically, it ain't gonna happen.
Who's gonna mind the ship while you folks are poking around in the ground?
Her old man beats her like a tin drum and he's gonna kill her if he finds where she is.
Naw. He's bitching a lot about headaches, double vision and memory loss, and wants to see his own doctor but he ain't gonna die.