Character: Konstantin Lisitsyn

- On shorts tight rubber band.
- What?
If I know anything, it could leave marks on waist, hips and thighs.
- You listen! He knows what's what and women, and in shorts!

- Greeks... Oh! Went the Greek through the river!
Yes... Put the Greek, but not stuck there.

- Sergei, what are you listening to?
- Metal, and you?
- Disco of the 80s.

- You are a coffee drop?
- What are you, a barmaid now?
- He splash.

- Well, medicine?
- This bone belongs to a man, and this man is definitely dead.
- Whence such confidence?
Is axial, that is, the second cervical vertebra. You see: the sharp cleavage? What does it mean?
- ...
- Correctly. The neck was chopped. And with the trauma of what?
What?
- Correctly. Impossible to survive.

- Who's this?
Colonel Rogozin, head of the Federal expert service.
- A woman?!
- What do you have against?

The monastery will leave... the girl... the caretaker of wine cellars...

You can't escape yourself, and from me especially.

Julia, you are lucky, very lucky. A bullet in the belt hit. Well I love you, you fool, you're not going to die!

Someone starts the morning with a jog and we are with the new body.