Now, Gay, you take Jean's gun and hold it down by your side, where her hand dropped right after she fired.

You stand right about here, where her tracks are.

Get INTO her tracks! We're picking up the scene right where Gil fell.

She looked straight into the camera and spoiled the rest, or I'd let it go in.
Some acting, if you ask me, seeing it wasn't acting at all." He sent one of his slant-eyed glances toward Jean, who bit her lips and looked away.
"Lean forward a little, and hold that gun like you knew what it was made for, anyway!" He regarded Muriel glumly.

"Say! that ain't a stick of candy you're trying to hide in your skirt," he pointed out, with an exasperated, rising inflection at the end of the sentence.
"John Jimpson! If I could take you two girls to pieces and make one out of the two of you, I'd have an actress that could play Western leads, maybe! "Oh, well--thunder! All you can do is put over the action so they'll forget the gun.