When a man is shooting a handgun, it's just like he is shooting because that's his job, and he has no other choice. It's no good. When a girl is shooting a handgun, it's really something.
Baiano: [Baiano is surrounded by the BOPE soldiers, having a handgun pointed to his face] ... N-not in the face, boss. Capitão Nascimento: Say what? Baiano: Don't shoot my f-face, you'll ruin my funeral... Capitão Nascimento: [Capitão Nascimento p...
I got my first handgun license when I was 22.
What the was she doing on the nonhostage side of a handgun?
Fame, you know, it's like a handgun - in the wrong hands, it's dangerous.
You are not a handgun. More like a pellet gun. Maybe even a slingshot.
A computer lets you make more mistakes faster than any other invention with the possible exceptions of handguns and Tequila.
After a week of back and forth, and forth and back over firearms, it's good to see a consensus developing on this common-sense amendment to keep handguns away from children.
There is no reason for anyone in this country, anyone except a police officer or a military person, to buy, to own, to have, to use a handgun... and the only way to do that is to change the Constitution.
Owning a handgun doesn't make you armed any more than owning a guitar makes you a musician.
The major political battles about guns in our society concern handguns and assault weapons, not long arms like hunting rifles.
A finger point plus a thumb’s up is a handgun. Don’t worry, it’s not loaded. Now the mashed potatoes, they’re loaded. Dangerously delicious.
Common sense should tell us that there is no reason for civilians to have access to easily concealable handguns with the capability to shoot through body armor.
I can do most anything and not have a problem with it. The only time I have negative attention is when I run naked through the streets brandishing a handgun.
There is something about a Luger that separates it from all other handguns, and Luger devotees and Luger society members speak of it in romantic terms that must sound plain nuts to those who consider themselves level-headed.
[after Clyde shows off his marksmanship with a handgun] Bonnie Parker: You're good! Clyde Barrow: I ain't good. I'm the best! Bonnie Parker: And modest!
They may have turned this up, whether you had the Paula Jones case or not. But again maybe not, but again that's like if a frog had side pockets he'd probably wear a handgun.
I had wasted my life in the pursuit of a career, romance, financial independence and the best heels in town when it seems I could have done more for my self esteem with a .38 calibre handgun
John McClane: [Getting out a pack of cigarettes] Do you smoke? Hans Gruber: [while mimicing a hostage] Yeah. [McClane hands him the pack of cigarettes] Hans Gruber: Thanks. Now, you don't work for Nakatomi, and you're not one of them. John McClane: I...
The attack came without warning, in the pre-dawn stillness on the day they were due to leave. A series of solid concussions shook the walls and sent Simon scrambling from his bunk. Max thrust a handgun at him, which he immediately fumbled and dropped...
He held up the AK-47, the muscles in his arm bunching against the weight. “This is an assault rifle.” Then held up the handgun. “This is a semi-automatic pistol.” Then he gave a little thrust of his hips and looked down at his penis. “That ...
