When we get to it I cut the engine and stop.

Tom cut the engine and reached up to open the door.

I heard him cut the engine and he came down the steps.

I stopped, got the wagon turned around, and cut the engine.

He pulled over again, under a street light, cut the engine.

Minutes later we stop at a dry river bed, and cut the engine again.

The radio went off when the driver cut the engine.

He cut the engine, then turned to examine her face.

He cut the engine, and stared ahead, not sure what they would do next.

They drove past her just as she cut the engine.

She pulled to the side of the track and cut the engine.

I eased up behind the 4x4 and cut the engine.

I cut the engine, and we sat in silence for a minute.

Cut the engine when we come to the end of the cliffs.

He'd drawn up outside the old town house, cut the engine.

He cut the engine and let it die down before speaking again.

I decided this was close enough, cut the engine, and locked up behind myself.

This is your last chance to cut the engine before we start shooting.

Finally it set down, and the pilot cut the engines.

At the signal, the driver cut the engine and got out of the car.

We need to cut the engines real soon and drift on in there.

Ignoring her, he cut the engine, then turned in the seat and looked behind them.

The pilot cut the engine and they settled down to the ground.

A hundred yards later I cut the engine and the lights.

Rick started a wide turn that would bring him into the dock, then cut the engine.