Jill eventually dies and Jack promised to look after her children.

"Next week," Jack promised him, and moved a hand vaguely.

Jack, I promise that your daddy will be hanging with you at the park this year.

Jack has promised me never to come by again but he is on the wine most of the time, so promises don't mean much.

But she made Jack promise that he would never try to get any information from her about where she got the stuff.

Somehow, somewhere in his consciousness, Jack heard that, and promised himself he would.

Jack promised himself that he'd never find this a dull existence again.

Jack promised himself that this would never change again.

Jack promised himself he would oil them in the spring.

"I'll find a way to get it to you today," Jack promised.