“Stop yelling. If everyone’s yelling, no one can be heard.”
“Yell to be heard and no one will listen, speak in whispers and all will strain to hear.”
“T-stop! T-stop!" Liz was yelling. At this point, that was about as helpful as yelling at me that the sky was blue.”
“I heard Amos yell, “For Brooklyn!”It was an odd battle cry.”
“Stop!" he yelled at the others. "Multigrain fighting is not allowed!”
“He books it into that little playground there. I mean the guy is zooming like the Road Runner, skidding through the gravel and the slush and everything. I’m yelling, “Police, police! Stop, motherfucker!” ‘You do not yell, “Stop, motherfucker.”’ ‘I do. Because you know, Palace, this is it. This is the last chance I get to run after a perp yelling, “Stop, motherfucker.”