Character: Elizabeth Elizabeth

- I noticed you're not wearing a bra. Since it is just the boys playing.
Many do not wear a bra.
Especially a teacher.

She needs Ian... what's his name.
- Ian Mendelbaum? This rapper? Yes he is a moron.
- Yes, he fucking mouflon! But she don't care, so her values of life deep in the ass!

- We're going to the concert "Big change". Go?
- Big change?
Is the teachers ' group.
- PF. I'm better on the wall would be killed.

- Look, stop dressing like you're running for Congress.
I don't want in Congress, I want in the presidency.
- You will carry this nonsense - soon to get it in the neck. You want to be President or ancestors make? But you do not hurry with the decision. Suddenly one realizes that no profession is better than a masseuse. Tips there not sickly. Think about it.
- I'll get extra points?
Don't be stupid!

It's tempting to get drunk! That is to eat and drink a bit, then to get behind the wheel.

Elizabeth? Hi, I'm Russell. Russell Getis. Fizruk. We together were on duty last spring.
Yeah.
I heard your engagement was broken. Sorry.
- I caught him as he fucked his dog. Everywhere was peanut butter.
- An abomination. Well... maybe I'm getting ahead of myself, but maybe grab a quick bite.
- Are you still a gym teacher?
- Yes, Yes.
- Fuck off. I don't date colleagues.
- I won't tell anyone.
- I said back off.
- Understand, not the fool! I'm evacuating!

I thought apples only teachers are presented.
Just not only I teach my students, but they teach me. I come up with this expression!
Bullshit!

Adios, asshole!

Independence is the main value for me. So I don't have to justify anyone's expectations.

- If you handle everything without me, how can I trust you?
All...

She was tired of hugging pillows to keep warm only because of the blankets and relive romantic moments only in her sleep. Tired of waiting, so the day passed quickly and tomorrow. To hope that each next day will be better and easier. But it never worked. She worked, paid bills and went to bed, although not really sleeping. Every morning, the burdens on her shoulders became heavier and each morning she wanted to soon night came and she could go back to bed, hug your pillows and wrapped up in warm blankets.

- This dress made me look fat.
- You look fat in what you eat eight times a day.

- How much is the guy who for me endured a fork in the thigh?
- Not so much. He refused the money. At the exit of the machine. With the key in the ignition. You never know...

She had a feeling that the time spent with him very valuable, and need to catch every minute as if it were their last moment together. He was too good to be real, every moment with him seemed like magic, but she suspected that it can't last forever.