One of the cell doors was open, and the guard pushed me in.

The rear guard had caught up and pushed over them.

The guards pushed him in and he, too, became meat.

Another guard pushed his case to the end of the platform.

The guard pushed her back into the room for a smooch.

The guard pushed a button and the door slid open.

The guard pushed the door closed and went into the diner.

The guard stopped, pushed a wall panel, and opened a door.

But from the back of the line, a single guard pushed forward, dressed in midnight blue.

It was hard to go, but Mary and the guard pushed on.