Book: Feet of clay. Page 1

- It's sacrilege!
- Always say, when someone who all his life was silent, suddenly the voices.

Even the most educated people in the head will find a place on the wall which read: "Kings. What a great idea". Whoever created human beings, whoever he was, allowed the development of one big mistake. People always strive to get up on his knees.

I'm scared and confused. Rule number one: pass this feeling to others.

As a rule, shaped the bibs depicted in relief the muscles, due to imitate strength and power. The detritus that's not needed, his muscles didn't fit in the bib.
- Problems? he said.
The crowd surged back.
- No, officer, ' replied Mr. Raddle. - You just, uh, suddenly arose, we thought...
- That's right, ' agreed the Detritus. To occur I love. And not like those who arise. So, no problems?
- No, officer.
Strange things, these issues thoughtfully handed the Detritus. - I'm always looking for problems, and when it seems to have find, they tell me that they are not at all.

And, although living in the slums often serve as proof of criminal tendencies, possession of a slum street was a pass to all the parties of high society.

They think they want good government and justice for all, but, Vimes, what they really crave deep in their hearts? Only the fact that everything will go normally tomorrow and nothing will change.

Whatever may be said about Vetinari, he gave people confidence in the future. If you had his throat cut in your own bed, you could be sure it was not random bad guys, raiders, and well-planned murder, and the appropriate authorities know.

If you want to achieve success in the criminal world, you have to have a reputation for integrity...

Oh gods, thought he, going up the stairs - it is not like the old service normal patrol... Then don't you think for a second - just ran through the whole city. It means that we need you chasing after criminals run...
And by the way, none of these beskudnikov never caught up, he added to himself with a certain mixture of pride and shame.

Some experiments, conducted by the newcomers, gave a truly EXPLOSIVE result, and then had to repair another lab, before playing in an exciting game called "Find the second kidney."

Ankh-Morpork is not for nothing called the city of great opportunities. For example, it was possible not to be hanged, impaled or quartered for crimes committed somewhere in the mountains.

- Anyway, the family crest of your family, as we Express ourselves in heraldry, "sulcatus ex obrusheniem". Which means... "spucatum de unitazom".

This happens WHENEVER the police are chasing somebody. Heavy duty truck ALWAYS POPs up from the corner directly in front of the Stalker. If the vehicle is not involved, there will be people with a bale of clothes. Or two men carrying a huge glass. Perhaps behind all this is some secret society.

Especially in Detritus was to conduct interrogations of suspects. He had three main issues. The first direct ("did you do That?"), second - insist ("are You sure you didn't do it?") and the third trick ("It's because you did, right?"). Although it was not the most skilled in the world questions the talent of Detritus was that the Sergeant was asking these questions for several hours, has not yet received the desired response, usually something like: "Yes! Yes! I've done it! I! Now tell me, what have I done?!".