Character: Director

Raise your leg higher, simulating an imaginary lift. Why did they wave their hands! Reach out the tentacles ... No tentacles? Then there is nothing to go into the actors. Stretch what you want.

Some say plagiarism, I say tradition!

A viewer asks, not without interest,
What tells this play?
Yes, all the same, the viewer, all about
How good is fighting with evil.
And people are saying: we are not persuaded,
That supposedly good everywhere wins
In everyday life. Yes! That - Yes, then Yes:
Good doesn't win ever.
But in fairy tales for that age
Good always wins out.
And the spectator says: a tale annoying
What life she does not reflect.
But I have also the objection:
Why in the hell you is the reflection?
Honest to God, a sin we have in the homeland
Look at the reflection stage of life.
You life stories to hell
See from your own window.
Of course, in the play a lot of flaws,
And the author, as you can see, not Chekhov,
But what always attract tale
In fairy tales does not happen of gray paint.
Therefore, trust without fear
Naive and stupid this tale,
Where, though the question is an edge,
But it always ends good!

I thump, so my memory is not reliable.

- A cuckoo, my little one, are you there?
[bass]
- On the spot.
- Well, well, she's always on the spot. Started!
- Ku-ku. Ku... Ku... Ku... Ku-ku.
- Stop! When you know the text?

Director, I agree. I'm ready to play the role of Kazuki.
Really?! So the President of Takarada gave his consent?
- (President): "Fuck you, asshole. If you sit in a puddle ass - I get you out I won't." Reluctantly...

Actors are a curious tribe,
And if you die, it is on time
So with tears of sweat on the face
Still worship at the end.
We all have problems! All today bad!
Such state and age.
But what if from boredom
We will start kick off?
Get up, artist! You have no right
To die without waiting for a cry of "Bravo!"