Then we get our blood stirred up.

Too bad our blood is being thinned out, cooled off, and watered down with the clamping blood.

Being murdered in cold blood is not nonsense.

And the whole sea was just running blood.

I went dancing with him, a young blue-blooded Bostonian.

He has an excellent war record.

But I don't need to go hunting to stir my blood.

Yes. I always get up at 4:00. It's in my blood.

I feel your breath inside my lungs. Your blood inside my veins!

us bein' veterans of the same war and all.

This girl was officially discharged earlier tonight in the care of her uncle.

All they had to do was come back after the war...

Mrs. Smith-Stanley, it gives me great pleasure to present my blood cousin, that international millionaire and high society sportsman, Mr. J.D.

The others finally got back to the base and waited for the war to end...

You said you and old Duke was feeling all dragged out and ornery, and you wanted to go hunting to get your blood to stir, and that's what you said.

It's the first week of spring And Granny's whoppin' up her tonic For to give to all the family and her kin Though it tastes mighty bitter It is good for man and critter Cause it gets your blood to runnin' free again Granny's brew