Character: Inna

- Inna to save a figure need to eat, eat and eat.
- Do not want. Don't want anything.
Once I lost weight for summer, not eaten for two days and it ended badly...

- Dima, do not worry! It is necessary to give to the investigator in the leg!
- Well, you're crazy! Paw! Crazy!
- You have to give a lot, then it will take!
- Shut up! Attention! Will not allow! Shame!
- Dad, your teachings you would have acted on the market!
- I trade klubniku grown with their own hands, and bribes that son-in-law - his own daughter get pulverized!

- Strange questions you ask, comrade investigator!
Yes... I'm weird, and not weird who?..

Lesh, I want you just to complain, as the representative of the center... Tell me leshenka, what a man-this shit go, huh!? After all, one me straight in the eye and said, "You said I needed, indeed, only to satisfy my basest needs!" I said so! Bastard! Right in the face! Right in the eye! Children don't want to. The kids have not succeed. The children love it. And love - no one can.

From this life quietly, quietly to Moscow run so far!

Here we have a little family, a little crazy!

And sometimes I watch this TV-and I think: no, it can't be that kind of beauty there ever was! Look not believe it! I think not! Probably a movie somewhere such a beautiful shot. Music, smoke, smoke all let loose to further beauty was. But there is light at Shipilovsky and there is light at just four of our streets: Lenin, Sverdlov, the red army and the Excavator, and then all there is is forest, forest and forest... And here I sit straight up in the air some people, and here they are, there is something for us all coming up, all something they come up with! So we worked from morning till night at his work the fucking! That anything did not think. To reassure us! That we, alone, as usual: in the morning to work - to work hard, then another to work overtime. And so every day, every...

- How much is this "instrumento"? How much we have saved for him, how much they bought, carried, carried, set up... God knows what else... "the Boy should be taught music. Boy in need of musical culture..."
- Well whose fault is that Fyodor musikalen amazing!
- Fedor! Come here... What do you hate most in the world?!
- PIANO!!!!

- Dima, I Toptunova the cottage is taken!
- Who selects?
- What are you, stupid?
- Dad, Toptunova the country selected.
And right away, it's time! With rogues, for example, must be fought.
- Why is he a crook? The man knows how to live.
- You tell me what work the Deputy Director of the knitting factory has built himself a mansion?
That's his business!
- No, our! We will mercilessly fight with those living on unearned income!

- By the way, I'm younger than him for six months.
Oh, and you do not say. What makes a person stress of the big city..

Fyodor, behave yourself, you're not in school.

- 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.

True peace of mind in changed - at least once - her husband is unattainable.

The pain engulfed my whole being... went nose, throat, made the veins in his temples, drowned somewhere in the chest... On the face, behind the gate was falling snowflakes... still the same freezing snowy city around, far away... Colds, cold heart dry and labored lump all fought in breast...