To save your neck from gettin' stretched.

Bend his neck before Dagon!

How do you put it on?

Wear this around your neck.

Your eyes, your neck, your shoulders... your waist.

You do and I'll break your neck.

That's the point of my sword against your throat.

One more move, and you'II have your throat cut!

I'll wrap a strand of it around your pretty neck.

This one is very low power.

Watch your mouth with my sister! You'll skip temple!

If you say one more word, I will twist your neck.

Then there's another one that breathes on your neck.

Lucky you didn't break your neck.

Shucks, I can trace a fly across that dirty neck of yours.

Pull your muffler around your neck, Charles.

If I got tangled up with you, I might forget myself and break your neck.

Now get out of here, before I wring your neck.

Only hatred, and perhaps an assassin's dagger at your throat.

At least put a stone around your neck.

You'd slit your own throat for six bits.

Show your head, and I'll knock it off your neck!

What do I have to do, put a chain around your neck?

Because when you need it again, the meeting is literally hanging in your closet.

When you're touching your neck, you're really protecting yourself.

I'm sorry, Glyn. Did the rope burn your neck?

You're sticking your neck way out. It's a fine night for it.

Here, Scout. Let me hold onto you before you break your neck.

An iron ring around your neck, you, the emperor of the Incas, are being executed.

Do not believe me? Ratings plateplate

I ever catch you looking at Helen, I'll tear your throat out.

Whatever you say, but don't blame me if you get your throat cut.

If he's not, we'll stick your head upon the target and shoot at that.

If you'd had a sword at your throat, perhaps you'd believe it.

Talk sweeter, Saxon, or I'll put my Norman foot across your neck!

Some day you'll strip your arms of honors for me... your ankles, and your neck.

You wanna get your skull broke? Hey, Baby John, come here!

My answer is they're after... your neck, Leech.

No, no, we've... 0We're not gonna call Doyle until I can produce Mrs Thorwald's body.

Your head is on the block, and all you think of are your whiskers?

I don't see nothing so funny you should break your neck laughing.

Maybe for months, thinking how that rope'll feel around your neck.

It should be back from your face and pinned at the neck. I told her that.

It'll be white hot around your neck. Your Adam's apple'll turn to mush.

Gypsy girl on such a day as it shall please our lord, the king you are to be taken barefoot with a rope around your neck before Notre Dame to do public penance.