It seemed they were on a fairly good trail, for every day they encountered three or four travelers, sometimes more. Once they caught up with a family plodding along in a wagon. It was such a large family that it looked like a small town on the move, particularly if you wanted to count the livestock. The old man of the family, who was driving the team, didn’t seem talkative, but his wife was.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇

It had been taken in the year they chased Kicking Wolf and his band all the way to the Canadian, killing over twenty of them. Kicking Wolf had raided down the Brazos, messing up several families of settlers and scaring people in the little settlements. Driving them back to the Canadian had made the Rangers heroes for a time, though Call had known it was hollow praise. Kicking Wolf hadn’t been taken or killed, and there was nothing to keep him on the Canadian for long. But for a few weeks, everywhere they went there was some photographer with his box, wanting to take their picture. One had cornered them in the Buckhorn and made them stand stiffly while he got his shot.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇

“What became of Bol?” Pea asked. “Wasn’t he driving the wagon?” Lippy was sitting up, wiping mud off his head. He ran one finger under his loose lip as if he expected to find a tadpole or a small fish, but all he found was mud. About that time the Spettle boys rode up, and crossed the horse herd.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇

The wagon was slowly approaching the crossing, Bolivar driving and Lippy riding in the back. Behind came the horse herd and the Spettle boys.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇

Time and again she hid in a thicket, and time and again, after shouting himself hoarse, he would give up and force his horse into the thicket after her. The cow would bolt out, popping limbs with her horns, and run as if she meant to lead the herd. But when the next thicket appeared, she would wiggle right in. She was so much trouble that he was sorely tempted to leave her—it seemed to him the boys were driving the herd and he was just driving the one red cow.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇

“I hope this is hard enough for you, Call,” he said. “I hope it makes you happy. If it don’t, I give up. Driving all these skinny cattle all that way is a funny way to maintain an interest in life, if you ask me.” “Well, I didn’t,” Call said.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇

Maude Rainey was built like a barrel, with a bosom as big as buckets and a voice that some claimed would make hair fall out. It was the general consensus around Lonesome Dove that if she and Augustus had married their combined voices would have deafened whatever children they might have produced. She talked at the table like some men talked when they were driving mules.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇

Instead of being bareback the Irishmen were riding big silver-studded Mexican saddles and driving eight or ten skinny horses before them. When they reached the porch they just sat on their horses, looking unhappy.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇

“Oh, I was just with a feller taking some beef to the Blackfeet,” Jake said. “The Army came along to help.” “A lot of damn help the Army would be, driving beef,” Gus said.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇

One thing Dish prided himself on was his skill at driving a buggy; it occurred to him that since Lorena seemed to spend most of her time cooped up in the Dry Bean, she might appreciate a buggy ride along the river in a smart buggy, if such a creature could be found in Lonesome Dove. He got up and carried his plate to the wash bucket.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇

Dish meanwhile was doing some hard thinking. He had meant to leave right after breakfast and ride back to the Matagorda, where he had a sure job. The Hat Creek outfit was hardly known as a trail-driving bunch, but on the other hand Captain Call was not a man to indulge in idle talk. If he was contemplating a drive he would probably make one.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇

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>> Fart: A Documentary Movie Script

Well, we were just in the car - driving for some... - ( fart noise ) Driving is a big issue in our family, 'cause we took a lot of road trips and they want you to hear it and they want you to smell it.
>> Fart: A Documentary Movie Script

Eddie could only get work driving a cab.
>> 倾城佳话 It Could Happen to You (1994) Movie Script

It's like somebody was driving crooked nails through my head.
>> 倒扣的王牌 Ace in the Hole (1951) Movie Script

Just driving by the trading post when I heard about it.
>> 倒扣的王牌 Ace in the Hole (1951) Movie Script

Keep driving into the wind!
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[Chanting In Aboriginal Language] [Nullah Narrating] So we start cracking them whips... and driving them cheeky bulls all the way across the land... to that place they call'em Darwin.
>> 澳大利亚乱世情 Australia Movie Script

I'm driving you out there because he promised me a drove of 1,500 head of cattle.
>> 澳大利亚乱世情 Australia Movie Script

So you're just driving me all the way out to Faraway Downs... - as a personal favor to my husband, are you?
>> 澳大利亚乱世情 Australia Movie Script

No, only the driving part.
>> 侏罗纪世界1 Jurassic World （2015）Movie Script

Malcolm turns and looks out at the driving rain, and the fence that stands between them and the tyrannosaur paddock. He is scared.
>> 侏罗纪公园 1 Jurassic Park (1993) Movie Script

IN THE JEEP, Nedry can barely see through the windshield. He's driving as fast as possible, checking his watch every few seconds.
>> 侏罗纪公园 1 Jurassic Park (1993) Movie Script

Grant, Paul and Amanda duck into another. Before they can swing the cage door shut behind them, however, the raptor SLAMS into it, driving the door into the cage.
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They're not going to be driving anywhere.
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