Character: Ludmila Prokofievna Kalugina "Hag". Page 1

- Oh, enough, enough, enough! Pity! You train me so I'll kill you!
- Nothing, won't kill you!

I understand your desire to advance through the ranks of old friends, but I would like you to judge people solely on their merit.

This morning I had the temerity to cry with you, and must have talked too much. And you... you believe. And I'm fine and dandy. Better and can not be.

- How to say... Well... in short... What do people wear now?
- In what sense?
- In terms of clothes... Here...
But... why should you? Oh, sorry, Ludmila prokofievna.

- That's what distinguishes a business woman and a... Woman?
What?
- Gait!

- But this does not mean that I'm ready to marry you like that without rhyme or reason, hasty...
Wait. Sorry, I don't understand. I do not think. You refuse me?
- No... Yes!
- Do you agree?
- Oh... I don't know.

- What, you think I can't give flowers?
- It is possible! You can. Just for this you need some the thing? Birthday, or there is a... the Eighth of March.

- I commend your ingenuity.
- What? I didn't invent anything...
- Do not be shy. How? To go after me to get a job - isn't that a brilliant idea?

- Find a more decent, more honest, who doesn't lie.
You also, apparently, hoped to find another Director...
- Of course!
And younger, and prettier, isn't it?

- I will not go.
- Release.
- You're irreplaceable.
- An indispensable, as we know, no.

Write, write! Paper does not blush!

- If you are the Director, you think everyone can afford?! Destroy! Stomp!
- You - Yes.
- To beat, right?
And it's not enough.

- What a kind, sensitive, sincere person...
- Stop it, finally, to make fun of me.
- Tell me, please! What swell!

- Think personal life! There are many other interests. I love my work. I love my work. I am respected by many. Some are even afraid. Incidentally, I have just seen the Minister, and he praised me. So I need neither your sympathy nor your protection.
I thought you were real this morning. But I was wrong. You are real now.