Movie: Brothel lights

Pisces is mute. And people, Lubaszenko even more dumb.

Woman, stop. Yes, you are. I'm sorry...
- Shaw already?
Stay, I beg you. Are you a hooker?
- No, I'm Clara Zetkin. Oh, and how you guessed?

Mr. Shaw, will reap the girl in the pub?

God, I don't have myself around normal people!..

- I? I'm laureatom Lenin prize?
- You'll be poor. And old. Still bald.

Well, for your talent!
- Suppose it is a disease.

- Mademoiselle, I ask you to go to the sea. There, where waves the blue Shine proud beauty!..
- In short, you want to go swimming?

Oh, icons. What are you, pray?
- Pray-pray. Don't touch, don't buy it.

- Firstly, will not the Soviet government.
- Where did she go? Shaw will go to Israel?

I don't read bellitristiki, young man. I'm tired of the characters. They are very noisy. Now, if the novel was without words, I would love to read.
- Then it would be a picture.
- Here. Exactly! True painting, I also do not see she is absorbed into me, against my will, like water in the sand. If I hour downtime at the picture, it will be only a blank canvas. Rather dirty.

- Hello splainin!
Inna, you're the student of Philology. It's time to finally have a sense of the word.
- Sorry, I won't. As water?
- So. Neither myself nor the people.

Oh, you have eyes on a wet place. What?
- Sho I can? I feel sorry for people, especially all.

Oh, I understand. In the seventeenth century did not know how to draw, they just studied.
- What would you understand?
- What do you think the skill is the same everywhere.

And anyway, since you're retired, you do not shave.