Sentences with phrase «lies facing the wall»

The title is ambiguous, as a man sits next on the bed, while a naked woman lies facing the wall.

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which is certainly not a slight on the young french national player; like him or not, Sanchez has provided some real world - class performances for club and country in recent years... if you do this move, you need to really clean house or face some serious consequences for the foreseeable future... half measures are rarely rewarded, that's how we got here... tear down the wall... we need to get rid of Giroud, not because he isn't a talented player, his skill - set simply doesn't make sense if we hope to maximize the offensive potential of a quick passing, one - touch scheme... we need to evolve, like Barcelona, who realized you needed to have clinical finishers or face a mind - numbing future of horizontal passes and largely ineffective crosses... Barca went and got Suarez, even though they had Messi and Neymar on the roster (just imagine the possibilities — another in the litany of Wenger «what ifs»)... we need to be as clinical in the boardroom as on the pitch... accept nothing less or move on... personally I would move on from Welbeck, Giroud and Walcott, even Ox if he isn't all in... I think the most intriguing player might be Perez, which runs counter to the thoughts in my head when he arrived late last summer... we need a deep lying DM with quick feet and long ball potential, midfielders who can counter quickly even when they are spread out and 4 or 5 players who know how to attack the lanes (kind of a cross between Barca, Dortmund and Monaco)... this is seriously an achievable goal, one that logically should have been achieved quite a few years ago... did no one in the Arsenal organization see the financial restructuring of the football universe... think of the players we could have had but we weren't willing to cough up the dough only for those individuals to have their value double or triple within a 12 to 24 month period... even if just from an investment perspective these «no deals» represent a failure of monumental proportions... only if you cared, of course

As the plot turns brutal, the psychopaths turn greedy — especially Ansel's wife and partner - in - crime, Sharla (Ms. Gershon, shedding more than just her underwear and baring all)-- lying, ruthlessly cheating each other and facing the ultimate consequences, in a curdled, rampaging splatterfest finale that sprays blood all over the walls and leaves almost the entire cast on the floor with their guts hanging out.

There's something surprising about «The Wall,» a stripped - down war drama featuring, for much of its brisk, 1 1/2 - hour running time, exactly two on - screen characters, one of whom is lying face down in the dirt, unconscious, for the bulk of the movie.

For medium to large dogs, the hands must be cupped over each other on the top side behind the elbow on the chest wall where the elbow would naturally sit if the pet was lying down, with back facing up, with forelegs sitting normally, and the arms kept straight and elbows locked.

The artist imprinted her face sequentially on 14 pieces of paper in sanguinary vermillion, tracking her disturbances over 17 hours of sleep; beneath these wall - mounted anthropometries lie rows of stolen bed sheets, printed with the name of a local hospital interspersed with drifts of red pigment.

The eleventh lies upended on the floor, its rope hung slack, projecting its speech bubble - shaped spotlight onto the facing wall.

Leading off this exceptional room is a TV / cinema room behind a sliding wall / door, whilst at the far end of the house, through a walnut panelled drinks area, lies the principal sitting room with bespoke fitted book shelves, an open, working fireplace and a set of glass sliding doors leading out to a substantial south and west facing terrace and garden beyond.