Character: Mikhalych

It's good when you bend your back at will. And it happens, after all, that life bends down - you can’t straighten up.

He has a problem with principles. I searched but did not find it.

If neither the body nor the soul is not sick, you're dead.

The mechanic somehow climbed out of the pit and the impulsive said that in this (inaudible) the suit feels something unsinkable - if not physically, then morally.

- Asterisk, give me a million, huh? I'll leave, I promise. Sure, I bet. I can not here any more, fed up, exhausted. I will strangle this town. Strangle to death, such a bitch! You just give me a million, okay? And I immediately. The very next day. Or in the evening. Only suit buy to the bath I go...

- It's no wonder they decided to enter the battle of fresh forces.
- Grandpa, what are you, fresh?
- Daria, you're fresh, and I tested.

- Ahem. Kuzmich, what should think intelligent people read this?
- Intelligent people, by the way, in the transformer box with flowers, do not go!

But it was ravioli.
- Well, they're dumplings!
- Yes, but it's ravioli!
- Mikhalych - it - Poel-me-not. And then everything else. Mikhalych, well, it's dumplings!..
- M-Yes, ravioli...

Well, for a solid silence of men!

Well, I realized that he was mute. Well, sometimes, what to do... For women it's bad, Yes... Because for women, you can tell the tragedy... they Have all communication in words are built.

- Shut up! You still fight, hot Finnish guys...

- What are you, Kuzmich, Finnish learned?
- Who of Finnish learned?
- Well, he speaks Finnish...
Who speaks Finnish?
Well, he's Finn!
- Who is Finn?
- I!

Well you, a pancake, give.