But with the bad gun, and she had that knife, I thought it'd be better to go back later, if we had to.

Let me tell you what will happen if you use that knife.

She didn't trust him, knew he had that knife somewhere.

And the other thing - this is kind of weird - there was that knife.

"Did you see that knife on the morning of the thirteenth?"

In less than half an hour she felt that dreadful knife.

Three more centimeters to the right, and that knife would have gone into his kidney.

"It was the unexpected shock of you drawing that knife."

His broken hands had handled that knife well enough, but they seemed clumsy at everything else.

Now drop that knife you hold in your hand, and show us the way out!