I am dying.

Mamma, I'm dying.

I am dying, and you are to live.

I slave, I agonize for them. I have no privacy.

The way you and George Brooks talk, you'd think I was an invalid.

I am dying, but my life's work must not be lost.

I didn't even know I was dying.

I've put up with a lot of bull around here because I thought I was dying.

Idiot! I'm not dying yet. I have to kill quite a few men first.