Twenty-three years on the job, and I've only taken out my gun three times.

One of the police officers looked up at the balcony, took out his gun and shot her.

Bond took out his gun and read off the number.

Short of taking my gun out and shooting her, there was nothing I could do.

Take out your gun and drop it on the ground.

You wouldn't be taking your gun out if it weren't something special.

He stared at it a moment, then took out his gun and shot the lock open.

Bond took out his gun and cleaned it, waiting for the night.

He reached into his waistband and took out her gun.

"It was unnecessary because the cop just took out his gun and shot him."