He lifted his foot, found a step, pulled himself up onto it.

Pulling himself up onto one elbow, he looked out the window.

He did not have the strength left to pull himself up onto the bridge surface.

I pulled up around the corner onto Bay and waited to make sure no one had followed me.

He reached down and pulled her up onto his lap.

After a moment he opened his eyes again and pulled himself up onto one elbow.

He went to the stage, and did not have the strength to pull himself up onto it.

The man pulled himself up onto the top, stood, and glanced behind him.

In another moment he was able to pull himself up onto that head.

I pulled up onto the shoulder of the highway and looked at it for maybe five minutes.