It'll be all right.
It'll be over before you know it.
It'll render him near-invincible for several days.
Nope. It'll seem like old times.
It'll cover our tracks.
It's kind of small, but the rent isn't too bad, and it'll be available by then.
It'll make things tough, but it's only a few months.
It'll make or break him, and I don't feel like he's anywhere near ready.
No idea what it'll cost, though.
This is where it'll happen.
It'll take me a minute to set up.
It'll be hard, but I can do it, with Ully's help.
It'll never work out.
It'll be a good distraction while we rig the country club and other hotels.
It'll take a while for you to adjust and for them to adjust to someone new.
It'll be the last, Watcher.
It'll take a few seconds only.
It'll take us some time, but we've got eternity.
Maybe it'll reset things.
It'll take more than that for me to trust you, Wynn.
I won't let you go through it, if I don't think it'll work.
It'll make Hannah so happy, Giovanni said with genuine warmth.
I want to be with him, and we think it'll be better for us both in his home.
Just go four or five doors, and it'll be on your right.
It'll take me a few days to position myself to take advantage of it.
But it'll take awhile, and in the meantime, Qatwal is on its own.
It'll be just like reading a cheap thriller.
It'll give you a chance to telephone to Cynthia, too.
She won't answer, but just in case the law's got a tap on the line it'll keep 'em off base.
I'll bet the first time he really talks, it'll be about Martha!
Then Franny added, It'll be strange going back there.
He's not going anywhere, come on, it'll be fun.
No, it'll be a few hours before we come up.
It'll be easier that way.
Yes. I'm not sure how long it'll be.
Place your thumb on the pad, and it'll signal me.
It'll keep you from collapsing for about twelve hours.
It'll help you more than that shit the doc gave you.
"I don't know, but it'll be bad," he answered.
It'll only drop a man half my size for five minutes.
But, if it'll keep you busy … His look was doubtful.
I shut down the satellites supporting comms on the East Coast, but it'll only take another two or three minutes before the backups on the sats are enabled.
It'll work like it should.
It'll be worse for you.
Next time, it'll cost you to leave my bed.
But it'll take awhile.
It'll take you outside to the west lawn.
It'll smell like a whale died in here now, and I've only got three more Tahoes that survived the hurricane.
It'll get old for you one day.
It'll be another two weeks before I'll feel comfortable imaging her uterus to see the fetus.
I swear it'll never happen again.
It'll be like a party when we open them back at Bird Song!
For you, Wynn, if I decide to kill her, it'll be slow.
I'm still not certain it'll work, but that chain of events is in motion.
It'll be a slow, painful death.
Instead of a slow, fifty year death, it'll be three years.
It'll give him something to do now that the Annie Quincy business is over and the sisters are returning to Boston.
If it'll give me what I want.
It'll take a couple of days to charge.
If it'll shut you up, fine.
It'll be worse if he fires the bridge.
How can you chuck it in like that or shove it under the cord where it'll get rubbed?