"Lets go to the videotape! If she went in pants, she went with a wallet stuck in her hip pocket, like a man.
Annie had fired into the air. The door at the far end of the huge ward opened and in came Annie Wilkes — only she was dressed in a long aproned dress and there was a mobcap on her head; she was dressed as Misery Chastain in Miserys Love. He turned off the outside light and rolled across to the, other door, the one between the refrigerator and the pantry. He took three dry, then crawled back to the door and lay down against it, blocking it with the weight of his body.
"With tremendous effort he moved his twisted left leg directly into the beam of McKnights flashlight. or, more precisely, this unlook.
She picked up the gun, rolled the cylinder, dumped the slugs, put hem in one hip pocket, snapped the cylinder back in with a practiced flick of her wrist, and then stuck the gun in the waistband of her jeans. Her nightgown fluttered around her stout, vein-puffed ankles, and the tails of her cap streamed wildly out behind her.