"Shit, we don't know for sure that either one of them would."

Shit, he knew exactly what she was doing: going for another flight.

Shit, I knew it was going to be a bad day.

Shit, he'd known he was going to do that all the time.

"Shit, I knew you'd say that," the other general growled.

Shit, I don't know what your young lieutenant's complaining about.

Shit, I don't even know what he does with Michael.

Shit, his entire head had been filled with emotions he wasn't used to and didn't know how to handle.

Shit, I don't know how all of this got so out of hand.