Character: Goriot

- Well... - Gor stood up and headed for the exit. - Sorry for wasting your time, David. Keep plugging your solo work. When Aya will fly, you'll have to work even harder to not feel any pain or guilt.

How the soul can be mixed?
Well... about the way your youngest daughter is playing with the dough for pies. Did you see that?
Gore recalled how recently, Veronica was cooking a raspberry pie, and Anita sat there and played with a piece of dough. She tore it into small pieces and rolled each little ball. The whole table was dotted with these small balls. And then Anita was a pleasure to gather them all in one big lump, rolled it on the table and again started to tear into small pieces.
- So this is why we are with you, my friend, cut from the same cloth, smiled Mountains, to Peter. - I constantly dream that you and I are one and the same person born in different eras.

- Life is full of wonderful surprises. Is it the return of love in the life of your wife is not a miracle? Unless your son is not a miracle? Recovery Daughter? Musical talent of Elsa? Perhaps the fact that Peter saved his life yesterday. boy, is not a magic that can change the fate of many people? Every moment on earth, miracles happen. And in order to notice them, you just need to look around and open your eyes. Do not have to panic and pull the feathers to feel behind the wings. They are always there. People just don't use them.
- Ivan, why me? I've done a lot of suffering, made so many mistakes. Who am I to wear the wings? The light is now about two billion people. Why me?
- And if not you, then who? All people make mistakes, it's not infallible. Everyone is afraid of something and are in some doubt. Someone to choose something? Someone has...

- Ivan, why me? I've done a lot of suffering, made so many mistakes. Who am I to wear the wings? The light is now about two billion people. Why me?
- And if not you, then who? All people make mistakes, it's not infallible. Everyone is afraid of something and are in some doubt. Someone to choose something? Someone has...
- Needs to do what?
- Yes, just to live in the Mountains. Fly! To help those who can help. And those who can not help, a firm hand to redirect to where they can help others. Love! Be yourself. To take responsibility not only for their mistakes, but sometimes unlucky for all of humanity. Why not you? Are you open to the world. You are trying to become better day by day. In your soul always lights on. In order to wear the wings, that is enough.

- Well, I don't hold it against you.
I hold you... maybe I won't be able to forgive. Never...
I'm sorry, Elsa. Really sorry. But, apparently, we somehow have to live with it. You hurt me with blame. They say time heals.
- I don't know... Maybe a cure, maybe not.

- Mountains, we're going in circles. The key to everything is love. If it is, nothing to fear.
- Here's how... Love... But you see, nick, difficult is to love those who most love is not enough. Is it even possible to love a child like Elsa?
- You could love me. In fact angry at the world state, neither able to understand you or even hear. Still love it. See, and Irina seems to be able to love Elsa.
- How does she do it? Riddle me this...
- A woman's heart, the Mountains. Maybe compared to the love of men, women's sense is a different kind of love? You men, like still for something. And we just because we feel such a need. Feel that love inside of us and it needs to give to someone.

- Sometimes, hurt a person by accident and not even know it. And many years later the consequences of this offense beat you.
- Perhaps this is true.
- Probably... But how to take the anger if it is aimed right at you?

It turns out, I'm too aggressive. Like any other man, thought of the Mountains. - And horror of aggression is not what it is, and how and to whom it is directed. I channel my anger into work. Fight to keep the children from my school was the best. Defend the interests of their children. That requires aggression and sometimes even very thick healthy anger. How can I redirect to something worthwhile anger and hatred raging inside of Elsa?

- How are you? Who do we have upstairs?
- Arrived Ben and Rita with the boys. Stesha came, Simon is here too. Have fun. I think the mafia are playing.
- When kids-the dreamers playing this game, the phrase "the city goes to sleep, wakes up the mafia" takes on a particularly sinister meaning, - smiled the Mountains.

When you finally realize that it's not what YOU want, and what you need Aye. The only thing can a father do for his children is to love their mother. Then and only then can he make my children happy. And if you can't do that, then get out of the way and do not bother to do it differently. Those who can and want to. If you ask for help. If you do not ask - do not go!

I'm sorry, Zoe. My fault.
- I have long since forgiven all, ' said the bird. And it's not your fault. It happened to me.
- No, I'm sorry. But love and blind passion, there are many different types of care. Instead of intrigue and revenge, is the children's desire to get a favorite toy I had just to take care of you. To help in a friendly way, without any concealed thoughts, without self-interest. Just to help, as it was with Veronica. Maybe you would have survived.
- But maybe not. Sometimes people die, Mountains. Those who live longer always feel guilty about the departed. But you just need to continue to live. And make happy those around you who are dear to you.

- Well, brother, again I disappoint you? Again suffer the consequences of their mistakes... - he uttered wearily Mountains.
- Your favourite rake? - smiled Ben. - You do not., and Foxtrot dance.
- It looks like... what do I do with this?
- To listen to yourself, not your doubts.

Home... to Understand more, what home... if I have a house? This is a place where you are loved and always welcome. For Aya, and even her puppy home there. And I?

You know, the best revenge is happiness. Take your revenge, be happy with someone else. So happy that I became jealous! Please Sonia... Find yourself a man that all my life I envied him. Let's go! Scram!