Character: Guido Lassen

- Bustamante, what have you got between your legs?!
- Eggs...
- What are you looking at?!
Something that's so insignificant that you will not notice.
- Spirito!
- I was joking, that's all.
I'm not joking, this is serious business. What the hell are you staring at, Bustamante? Show me what you got on your knees!
- Nothing...
- Bustamante, this is a picture of the Spirito! Why do you keep her there?
He's ruining my photo?!
- Shut up, and you're out!
- What have you done with her, the pervert?
- Oh, nothing.
- Shut up both of you!

- Marcos will do physics.
- No, first finish with Lope de VEGA.
- I take notes sheep source.
- What is the source? We were asked to read something about the environment?
- Count sheep - do the math.
- No, biology, sheep, relatives of the kangaroo.
- No, no, "Eclogue" is a poem Botanicheskaya...
- What? Unscramble!
- Do not hammer head nonsense.
- You lessons seem to be nonsense, right?
Yes, Yes.

- Why are you always sticking your nose in my business?
- Hang on, better twist the hips.

- What do you think, señor and señorita Echague Pass... are they Dating?
- Yes! They love each other and their hormones can rebel at any moment. Then they'll probably do something stupid.
- Thank God! In this rebellion there is no pathology.
- Excuse me...

So the war is... War is cruelty, and cruelty is bad. It should not be... the world Should be - and therefore the name is!
- What are you talking about? This absolutely does not correspond to what you wrote in your essay!
Lady, why don't we read poetry?
- That's right, poems about friendship, something touching. Please!
- I am surprised by your sudden interest in lyrical poetry. Moreover, I'll even read you a poem. But first we'll hear from Bustamante!

- Leave us in peace, nobody asked you. So don't worry! If you want to know where my mom buys underwear - I'll never tell!
- Listen, if I needed to buy women's clothes - I would ask you! You're a bit...

- I would place the Vico with a guy like you to meet would never - look in the mirror!
You're right, I am!
- Listen to me carefully: you gotta protect it Pushcha eye and don't break off stupid tricks in front of her, otherwise, I the crap out of you'll get! You okay?
- It is clear as day. Now tell me the truth: you're jealous of her... or me?

My God, Mario Baracos zazhevyvaet rage.
- At least I have something to chew on, and if you're going to make a fool of me, it is unlikely that you will have than to chew!

- Viko, Wake up!
- Ah!
Well, I'm not that scary!

- Itary her something compelling.
- No, she won't believe.
- She's blonde, they are all fools!
- You're right. Okay.

Wait, a bosom enemy, come here! Hey crazy, come here! I'm gonna punch you that our work will be recognized as the best!

- Calm down, yokels, don't be nervous!
- So we yokels?
- Make your claim in writing, send me an e-mail.
- Maybe a telegram to send?
Now I will send e-mail, in the hospital read!

Only for your hair should head remove!

My brother gave oak!
But you have no brothers...
- My "brother"!