Make it

He never made it to Italy despite talking about it all his life.

I can't make it to the concert; I have to work.

I'm not just going to make it; I'm going to make it big.

We're not gonna make it / ’Cause there’s a million better bands

I was scrambling to my feet when I saw the car sliding back toward me, having not quite made it to the crest of the hill.

He was fated to be, as he puts it, “a metal kid who never made it.”

Don’t die, pal. You’re gonna make it little buddy. Come on, man. We’re gonna help you, and you’re gonna make it.

Arjaan didn't make it. He went down covering our saboteur-took out nearly a dozen kett before he fell.

Iris Steensma (Jodie Foster): “Listen, we better make it or Sport’ll get mad. So how do you wanna make it?” Travis Bickle (Robert DeNiro): “I don’t wanna make it. Who’s Sport?” Iris Steensma: “Oh, that’s Matthew. I call him Sport. Wanna make it like this? (starts to unbuckle belt)[…] “Don't you want to make it?” Travis Bickle: “No I don’t wanna make it. I wanna help you” […] Iris Steensma: “Listen, we don’t have to make it mister.”

[…]a fellow who knew how to make every girl happy, but once he’d made it with her didn’t know where to go from there.