#3 - Helicopter

He slid out of the helicopter door, ducked under the rotors, and headed straight for me at a trot. "You're a bastard," he said, and then punched me in the nose.
He punched me in the nose, hard. I tasted blood.
The helicopter swept in low and hard, then abruptly rose and turned to cut airspeed, finally settling back to the ground in a gentle landing.
My helicopter is green.
The green helicopter rose abruptly and turned, heading south through the mountain pass.
He stepped out of the helicopter, ramrod-straight. Ugh.
Cliché after cliché.
The CN Tower in Toronto is the worlds' tallest building.
The CN Tower in Toronto stands taller than any other building in the world.
The helicopters buzzed around the CN Tower, searching in vain for the assassin.
The assassin! Oh my god, there's an assassin here? How cliché!
The assassin secretly replaced the emir's Mission Macaroni and Cheese with a similar-looking bowl of Kraft Cheese 'n' Macaroni. He smirked, knowing his task would soon be accomplished.
I secretly replaced the clean water in the toilet bowl with a replacement mixture of urine, feces, and unused vitamins.
The helicopter shook violently in the wind. "Never leave me!" she cried. "I expect to see you here at noon three days from now!"