You'd better listen more carefully!
You'd better give this some serious thought.
You'd better go wash up and tell your Dad supper is ready.
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.
If you'd only said something - told me how you felt.
I knew you'd let them come! she said quickly all in one breath.
You'd better sleep in.
About as you'd guess.
You'd better lie down, said the countess.
You'd better stay in out of the weather... and get some rest.
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.
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...
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 better scramble and get a chair even if it means elbowing little Timmy out of the way.
You'd look fine, said a corporal, chaffing a thin little soldier who bent under the weight of his knapsack.
You'd just embarrass the poor guy.
"You'd have to be a nut to go hiking in this," he muttered as we left.
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 break your damn fool neck, Sid.
I couldn't imagine you'd take that long for a dog walk.
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 listen to what people are saying, said some of the mob pointing to the tall youth.
I knew you'd be upset and there is nothing you can do... nothing I can do.
I might meet some tall, dark, handsome man on the way, and you'd chase him off.
I told you because you're here and with Molly knowing, you'd find out anyway.
You're smart and I know he wouldn't fool you; you'd know if he was lying.
"Natasha, you'd better lie in the middle," said Sonya.
You'd better go to bed now.
You would have had to tell me about an entire family you'd been hiding.
You'd better wear a coat.
You'd better get some rest... and take care of yourself.
You'd just be needlessly concerned.
I wish you'd stop acting like I had a thousand guys on the string.
You'd have to know the whole story.
All I know is that he's temperamental, and you'd better stay away from him.
You'd be guessing right.
You'd do anything to keep me silent - even marry me.
You'd better call one of the girls to pick you up.
But if you'd rather take them off, go ahead.
It was nice to get away for a while, but the way women acted, you'd think I was romantically involved with every one of the men.
You'd be happier taking care of a rambling old house in the middle of nowhere?
You'd fall for him.
If you'd like, I'll bring a few home sometime.
You'd like to be his housekeeper all right - and more, I suspect.
If you'd fired me, or even hit me...
If you think you'd be happier with Claudette, I won't stand in your way, but I want to make it clear that I don't want you to go.
You'd been together since diaper days.
I mentioned a brain scan; you'd think I'd suggested a lobotomy.
Betsy screamed, It's like if The Lord Jesus was standing here, writing a mother's day card to the Virgin Mary, you'd be sitting around on your asses discussing if it was really the month of May!
But if Quinn got drunk and slept with Betsy, like years ago, you'd understand and forgive her, wouldn't you?
If you had to watch lord knows what mayhem he sees you'd have shrieking nightmares too!
Maybe not on your own for a few years but you'd be welcomed to help with her while I do my house work.
"Order anything you'd like, Honey," Betsy said as she snuggled next to the young lady and elicited a squeal with a tickle.
I don't suppose you'd go if you say your wife can't.
"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.
You'd better wait till she's married....
You'd really better drop it all.
Seriously, you'd better drop it!
Yeah, you could get to it, but it would take a while, and you'd be subjecting yourself to thorns, ticks, snakes and about ten miles of the roughest country you can imagine.
You'd see less wildlife if you were walking - making more frightening noises to the animals.
You look as if you'd just come out of a hot bath.
You'd be only too glad, of course.
If you doubt it, you'd better come and see for yourself.