The curtain!

The rod!

Golden Curtain

The curtain cord.

Curtain cord?

Pull the shade down.

Rideaut.

Rideau.

Slow curtain.

Give me the rod!

Close the curtains before I come out.

Allez, ouvrez.

Your throne, God, is forever and ever. A scepter of equity is the scepter of your kingdom.

Thy throne, O God, is for ever and ever the sceptre of thy kingdom is a right sceptre.

Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.

Give me the rod, quick!

Hitch up the wagons.

Get a mike set up back of that curtain.

Tout de suite, as they say in Paris.

But of the Son he says, Your throne, O God, is forever and ever. The scepter of uprightness is the scepter of your Kingdom.

But unto the Son he saith, Thy throne, O God, is for ever and ever a sceptre of righteousness is the sceptre of thy kingdom.

Secondstorey window.

I'd better pull down that shade.

It's an 8 30 curtain.

There is a phallus, clear acrylic phallus, with a camera and a light source, attached to a motor that is kind of going like this.

It's called the Quadro 2000 Dowser Rod.

The curtain had fallen on the Polish drama

Go straight to the window and hide behind the curtains.

The curtains were drawn?

I always lock up when I draw the curtains.

He came from behind the curtain and he tried to strangle me.

The curtain rises and the emperor... turns to the audience and says...

Put the light out, then we can draw the curtains.

Get backstage. Raise the curtain.

Yahweh has broken the staff of the wicked, the scepter of the rulers,

The LORD hath broken the staff of the wicked, and the sceptre of the rulers.

You go ahead with your nap. I'll pull down the blind. What do you know?

He hid behind the curtains, then Wendice telephoned.

I'm not in the first part so I'll go behind the curtain.

If you'd given me the rod, I would have caught him.

I beg your pardon, sir, but before you go on, I think you might like to take a look at the curtain on the balcony.

She'll be back of the curtain singing, and I'll be in front... .

You saw the light under the door and hid behind the curtains.

The fool's talk brings a rod to his back, but the lips of the wise protect them.

Alas Assyrian, the rod of my anger, the staff in whose hand is my indignation!