You'd better go wash up and tell your Dad supper is ready.
You'd better give this some serious thought.
We knew you'd say so.
"I knew you'd give permission... so I'll tell them," and, having kissed her mother, Natasha got up and went to the door.
I knew you'd let them come! she said quickly all in one breath.
About as you'd guess.
You'd better lie down, said the countess.
You'd better sleep in.
Think how much worse you'd feel if the town you visualized really existed.
I wish you'd let me come along with you.
You'd never miss ONE of them, I'm sure!
I just wish you'd stop hiding everything from me.
You'd better stay in out of the weather... and get some rest.
Oh sure, and if I started taking my clothes off, you'd tell me to stop, right?
No. But if I were trying to defend my honor, you'd be the one I would choose to take up there.
Unless you have someone you'd rather take?
I wonder if you'd still feel that way if your child was sick in the hospital.
If you want me to cook them, you'd better clean them up so they don't look like snakes.
You'd better put your hat back on.
Maybe you'd like to stick around here for a while to see if they show up.
Then you'd better start singing out.
If you'd just tell him about the baby...
If you'd only said something - told me how you felt.
I thought about it, but I was afraid you'd get mad.
You'd think so and I guess he's curious about his past, but he's not as obsessed.
"You'd better look around outside," Martha said.
You'd just embarrass the poor guy.
"You'd have to be a nut to go hiking in this," he muttered as we left.
Besides, nothing up there more exotic than what you'd buy in a grocery store.
At the same time you'd be leading that greedy army who are chasing the million dollar reward.
Still, you'd have thought she'd lost the Hope diamond the way she carried on.
You'd better listen to what people are saying, said some of the mob pointing to the tall youth.
"Natasha, you'd better lie in the middle," said Sonya.
If you had any sense at all you'd known it was the earthquake.
And if each of those billion people in turn shared a million of their life experiences, and you recorded them, you'd have an aggregate number of life experiences so large I had to look it up online.
You'd better scramble and get a chair even if it means elbowing little Timmy out of the way.
If you doubt it, you'd better come and see for yourself.
You look as if you'd just come out of a hot bath.
You'd look fine, said a corporal, chaffing a thin little soldier who bent under the weight of his knapsack.
You'd be only too glad, of course.
"Well, you'd better not play," Dolokhov added, and springing a new pack of cards said: "Bank, gentlemen!"
I shall answer for it and not you, and you'd better not buzz about here till you get hurt.