Character: Andrey Sokolov

How often do we think we are something really need, but actually lacks the proper person. Someone you do not even have to speak and just shut up. The fact that nothing from you, except yourself.

Hands, face... around the Blizzard sweeps. Where Russia is heading? Where the bull stumbles?

Tore the door off the hinges, and said... Blizzard.

... Winter quiet in the woods, just... not sleeping Blizzard. This... Blizzard worried, eh? That and not sleeping a Blizzard.

Blizzard... I'm out in the field... no sandals... now I prostine eh? Hardly.

- And You... why put?
And that, Andrew, will be a lesson to me, as I was told. I'm just a dreamer... literally for a moment lost touch with reality.
- I also.

It often happens that even well-known people are not like we thought about them. Sometimes they are better and kinder than we think. And sometimes we just wish they were better... but you never know what we want.

- Sasha, wait. I just... thought... maybe... we could hang out tonight?
- Is that a date, or what? With you, or what? You th, falcons, exactly what? You have an overdose of testosterone happened? Andrew... well, no offense. I thought you were joking.
Well... let's assume that I joke.

And you were afraid that live under the bed babayka, and the Pope reassured you that this is not a do'er, a bodyguard, and so necessary, while the Pope one scheme do not tighten.

He's worse than a stranger, a traitor.

One to smoke, and die sick.

- What am I to you?
- And for the whole life.

- And... what am I to you?
- And for life!

From the look - not so it was visible. But I, not by the people looked at her and at close range.