She escaped, crawled through the usual mine fields, under barbed wire, was shot at, swam a river, and we finally picked her up in Linz.

She went on hunting tours with her husband, and on more than one occasion shot and killed ferocious tigers.

She shot to stardom after her roles as Buttercup in The Princess Bride and Jenny Curran in Forrest Gump, the latter role garnering her Golden Globe Award and Screen Actors Guild nominations for Best Supporting Actress.

She is the face of fragrances Chanel's Allure, Givenchy's Forbidden flower, Cacharel's Promise, Bulgari's BLV II, Ralph Lauren's Notorious, and in 15 June 2012 D & G's Pour Femme shot in Erice by Mario Testino.

She shot at Warhol three times, with the first two shots missing and the final wounding Warhol.

She also shot art critic Mario Amaya, and attempted to shoot Warhol's manager, Fred Hughes, point blank, but the gun jammed.

She then tried to persuade Paschal to change his vote, but convinced he had a fair shot with John, he and Neleh declined her offer.

She was shot at Dachau concentration camp.

She was quickly shot with arrows by all the participating men and boys to hasten her death.

She slid out by a rear sacristy window, followed by a young woman and child ; the Germans ' attention was aroused and the three were shot.

She was shot four times in the head as she slept in her Protestant boyfriend's home.

She had been shot with a. 22-caliber rifle, and the mutilations were made after death.

She was one of those ordered to march to the ravine, to be forced to undress and then be shot.

She later said the film was shot in four six-day weeks with an additional four days of location work in the desert at Lancaster, California.

She was shot by Artemis ( that is, died a sudden, instant death ) one day when she was weaving.

She appeared in the television movies Revenge of the Stepford Wives, No Other Love and A Fine Romance, and shot a television pilot.

She was shot to death in 1971 at age 18.

She had indeed shot herself and later died of an infection caused by the bullet in the brain.

She also explores research that identifies mood disorders in such famous writers and artists as Ernest Hemingway ( who shot himself after electroconvulsive treatment ), Virginia Woolf ( who drowned herself when she felt a depressive episode coming on ), composer Robert Schumann ( who died in a mental institution ), and even the famed visual artist Michelangelo.

She also housed VS-32 aircraft for search and security operations as well as scientific measurement, photographic, and observer missions for each shot.

She pleaded for him to leave the sport but wasn't able to convince him to do so, and one night before he boxed Salvador Ugalde, she grabbed a rifle and shot herself, dying instantly.

She shot to fame in 1997 with the telenovela Luz Clarita, where Daniela played the main character, seven-year-old Luz Clarita.

She shot him, she shot him.

She sat quietly, staring at me from the wide eyes.

She was still hugging the stained coat around her, so I said, `` Relax, let me take your things.

She told me.

She said with intense feeling: `` Come near, let me feel your arms.

She used to tell me, `` When I stand there and look at the flag blowing this way and that way, I have the wonderful, safe feeling that Americans are protected no matter which way the wind blows ''.

She entreated me to see a doctor, and when I refused, brought one out to see me.

She had the hips of a boy and a loose-jointed walk that reminded me of a string of beads strolling down the street.

She gave me the names of some people who would surely help pay for the flowers and might even march up to the monument with me.

She came back the other day to reassure me.

She just about made me carry her upstairs and then she clung to me and wouldn't let me go.

She lay under the covers making jabbing motions with her forefinger telling me where to look for the coffeepot.

She added a postscript begging me to be careful about drinking.

`` She told me he was in Germany ''.

She had surprised Hans like she had surprised me when she said she'd go, and then she surprised him again when she came back so quick like she must have, because when I came in with the snow she was there with a bottle with three white feathers on its label and Hans was holding it angrily by the throat.

She looked confused at this, and I felt sure it had been a wrong response for me to make.

She was standing on a flat rock three feet above ground and when she saw him she rose to full height and roared, opening her mouth wide, lashing her tail, and stamping at the rock with both forefeet in irritation, as much as to say: `` How dare you disturb me in my sacred precinct ''??

She looked at me provocatively.

She said, `` Barney, why is he keeping me here ''??

She opened it an inch and poked out the keys for me to give you.

`` She expecting me to ''??

She calmly repeated what Moore had told me.