Jake looked back and up in the direction the camera had to be but couldn't see a thing.

Jake looked at her, not quite clear on what she meant.

Jake looked from the dead man in the airplane to the city.

Jake looked back at the man on the ground in time to watch him pull the key out of his eye.

Jake looked at her for a long moment then nodded to himself.

Jake looked toward the door, but no one came through.

Jake looked around, trying to think of something to say.

But Jake was looking at him, waiting for an answer.

Jake sat in the chair and looked around the room.

Jake looked through the window of the door and could not answer.