Character: Kenny

We are all the same, who do not take. Be it alcohol, women, or even faith in God ... relatives, king, dream, children ... strength! ... We need to get drunk with something in full, otherwise we will not last long. We live in the grip of what makes us drunk.

A broken heart will not make you stronger.

- What The ***, Kenny?
If all is in order.
- No, Ken, it's not fine.
Is what I have to do. And you know it.

Do you know what it's like - when you are beaten half to death? Peace. I felt at peace. I flew away and I watched from the side. And then I woke up, and nothing has changed. I feel humiliation every day. Duck. Katya. Sarita. No peace. Nor peace of mind. The blows keep coming.

Then I liked being away from the family. But now I'd give anything for a second with them.

Man, I think that one of the advantages of living in the Apocalypse is no policy.

Did the war - not one of the standard ways to solve the financial problems of the country?

- ...what? You will receive half a million dollars on this deal, and I was going to pay 30 thousand?
- He's paying you 30 Grand? And I only one thousand!
- It is you that pays?