Word: drowns
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...most scenes (such as "The Sneeze") unbearably slow and mis-timed. When a scene crackles and takes off, it is usually the result of a good performance; Jeff Harper, for example, who performs three startingly different roles with dash, bravura, and intelligence, is largely responsible for bringing off "The Drowned Man," an amusing episode about a sailor who'll drown himself for 60 kopecks. Jacques Semmelman plays a decent, if uninspired, Chekhov (the narrator), but in this contest his straightforward warmth practically saves the show. There are fleeting good moments from Stewart Chrition and Barbara Bejoian in "The Seduction" episode...
Paper wars: trying to drown the other side in motions, interrogatories, depositions, pleadings, cross-claims and countersuits. Exploiting every procedural nook, cranny and nuance in order to avoid or delay trial on the merits. Often used to great effect in complex antitrust cases...
...were sure to be heard from younger far-leftists, who have long accused Berlinguer of being too ready to barter away the revolution. In a big print shop in an industrial suburb south of Rome, a 50-year-old Communist said angrily: "The party should let the Christian Democrats drown. By supporting them, it is disenchanting the youth, who are the soul of the party. You can see the disenchantment in their [violent] behavior at the universities...
...each man is a biological center for the exercise of courage, a piece of tissue that might be touched and sparked and made to respond, a chemical maybe or a lone chromosome that when made to fire would produce chain reactions of valor that even the biles could not drown. A filament, a fuse, that if ignited would release the full energy of what might be. There was a Silver star twinkling somewhere inside...
...your house? If you don't have a gun by your bed, what can you do to chase the ghost away? I have my rights, and I want to protect myself from ghosts. . ." On and on she rambled, getting louder and louder until she was literally screeching, trying to drown out the noise of the tracks. I was trapped until she suddenly bolted near New Haven, looking, I suppose, for the next blissful dose of thorazine...