The guy had a broken leg.

Fadil had a window with a broken latch.

The mirror is broken. It was broken when I found it.

Your mistake, if I may venture to call it that at this premature date, was in marrying her.

Look at that tibia.

I got a broken leg, you know!

Broken? You make me laugh.

My knee is broke.

This watch is broken.

It's not broken.

Broken symbolic link

... with one broken leg.

In Advance of a Broken Arm.

In Advance of a Broken Arm...

No bones broken.

Any bones broken?

The mirror. It's broken.

I decided to study cinema, and literature, and really dig in and figure out what was going on and why it was broken.

But one of the hinges was broken, so... they...

I'm heartbroken, Louis.

Looks like his neck's broken.

It's not broken. It's all right. Get him out here and clean him up.

A shot, a broken telescope, a Cobra dead

I think it's broken already.

I've even got a red one, but it's broken.

An egg unbroke a horse unrode, a girl unwed?

Look at that. Even the pipe's broken.

And finally, I hope you agree with me to change that last toddler rule just a little bit to If it's broken, it's my stuff.

Yes, I thought the top was broken, but it's all right.

Now it's broken and has to be replaced.

It's been strangled. Its neck is broken. Which one of you did it?

When I was there three years ago, the windows were broken and the walls were peeling, but everything was left there as it was.

They know what they're asking. Let me talk to them.

That marble piece is broken and has to be replaced.

But there really is a broken window in the corridor.

I suppose you don't know how to mend a broken wheel?

She's mooning' about Ben Harper.

The bone is not broken and none of the muscles are cut.

You go on.

Her body bore scars of strangulation and a broken arm.

And one of my favorites is called

She'd be brokenhearted if her dream didn't come true.

I just have a couple of bones broken, no need to go to the hospital for that.

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

Broken, fallen over on this rock in the middle of March in 2000, typical Irish weather on a Wednesday gray, snot, tears everywhere, ridiculously self pitying.