Someone's going to ask you a question tomorrow morning.
I'm in the mood to take off someone's head.
That was a nice gesture on someone's part.
The long flannel nightgown, while perhaps frumpy in someone's eyes, was perfect for the time and season.
I feel like a stowaway on someone's honeymoon.
"Someone's gotta save the world!" he snapped.
They were in someone's living room.
"I don't think I want to stare at someone's finger while I'm putting on my makeup," she said with a shudder.
Someone's gone over the side!
A hood went over her head, and she was flung across someone's shoulder hard enough to make her ribs flare with pain.
"Someone's gotta keep you outta trouble," he replied.
If it's four and I go five and interrupt someone's conference or walk into a room full of tarantulas, I'm going to go crazy.
A door to someone's private quarters slid open.
Besides, watching someone's boom-boom isn't nice.
They don't have a strong case, but if I'm the only one they're looking at, someone's going to get away with murder.
At least someone's gettin' some.
Someone's in the hub, and it's not me or you.
She was slung over someone's shoulder, stuck between awareness and blackness.
You can't tell that by someone's voice.
Looking back, she couldn't help but think they were being followed. The sense was unlike any other: the hairs on the back of her neck stood up, and someone's warm breath brushed the back of one ear. She saw nothing other than the trees in the dark and started forward again.
And, Gabe, I feel like someone's following us.
"What happens to someone's estate when they go missing?" he asked.
"It's a shock seeing someone's loved one like that," the doctor said in his best bedside manner.
Now that Mrs. Glass has spilled the beans that someone's looking for him, if he wants to remain incognito, he's going to be twice as cautious.
Like someone's playing with us, and not necessarily Byrne.
Awhile later, someone's voice broke her concentration.
"Someone's not playing today," he murmured.
Someone's not playing fair.
She was hauled off the ground and slung over someone's shoulder.
If I get attacked, I'll be 90% sure it's someone's long lost pet.
It's possible, I guess, that someone's run across her and catalogued her.
That is exactly what happens, again and again, with unspeakable results: dead bodies by the millions, each someone's child, and millions more mutilated.
The sound of musketry at the foot of the hill, now diminishing, now increasing, seemed like someone's breathing.
The silence began to oppress the princess and she tried to catch someone's eye.
Again Princess Mary tried to catch someone's eye, but not a single eye in the crowd was turned to her; evidently they were all trying to avoid her look.
Pierre, feeling out of place there, having nothing to do, and afraid of getting in someone's way again, galloped after the adjutant.
Only someone's orderly passed through the gateway, splashing through the mud, and talked to the innkeeper.
When Kutuzov came out of the study and with lowered head was crossing the ballroom with his heavy waddling gait, he was arrested by someone's voice saying:
Power, from the standpoint of experience, is merely the relation that exists between the expression of someone's will and the execution of that will by others.
Someone's gotta help save the world.
I can almost pull a portal, with someone's help.
Then someone's up the creek.