blackmail

I__ not putting that in my mouth.

I can be ruthless, unforgiving, and a manipulative bastard. But I don__ play games with sex.

You__e demanding fidelity, and I__l give you that. But if I intended to be celibate, I would__e become a priest.

I__e had your kiss. I know what you taste like, and that__ only worsened the need. Made me crave more.

Having a heart that__ three sizes too small must be really convenient for business.

The tale of a righteous leftist - THE BRAND DEMAND

Every honorable man is forced to yield to blackmail once or twice in his life, just for the sake of keeping peace in the community.

I am one of those servants _ butlers usually _ who respectfully points out when their master is about to do something stupid: "You should probably only burn the document once the blackmail has been completed, m' lady.

The bonds of friendship dwindle with age, Oliver. But a little blackmail lasts forever.

Jordana is in the umpire's highchair.I walk under the rugby posts and on to the tennis courts, stopping a few metres in front of her, in the service box.Her legs are crossed.I wait for her to speak.'I have two special skills,' she says.She pulls a sheaf of papers from under her bum. I recognize the font and the text boxes. It's my pamphlet.'Blackmail,' she says.She holds up her Zippo in the other hand. I can tell that she has been practising this.'And pyromania.'I am impressed that Jordana knows this word.'Right,' I say.'I'm going to blackmail you, Ol.'I feel powerless. She is in a throne.'Okay,' I say.

When that bastard calls back, you tell him he__ won this round. I__l marry him. But I don__ take well to being blackmailed, and tell him I intend to spend the rest of my life making him miserable, got that?

Strange how things turn out. Two birds, one stone and all that.' McBlane chuckled at his own impromptu joke. 'But things have worked out for the best and now we all get to work together,' he said, and a smile spread across his face as easy as a politician's lie.

The kind of people we have in Washington only trust what they think they own.

Blackmail threats are e-mails from madmen.

They meet again at dinner--again, next day-- again, for many days in succession. Lady Dedlock is always the same exhausted deity, surrounded by worshippers, and terribly liable to be bored to death, even while presiding at her own shrine. Mr. Tulkinghorn is always the same speechless repository of noble confidences, so oddly but of place and yet so perfectly at home. They appear to take as little note of one another as any two people enclosed within the same walls could. But whether each evermore watches and suspects the other, evermore mistrustful of some great reservation; whether each is evermore prepared at all points for the other, and never to be taken unawares; what each would give to know how much the other knows--all this is hidden, for the time, in their own hearts.

Emotion resulting from a work of art is only of value when it is not obtained by sentimental blackmail.

Hello, Mrs. Tran...I have David's homework. And if you ever want to see it again, you'll pay me the two million dollars I asked for.

That's blackmail on top of attempted murder, Kye. I can officially kill you