Character: Light

- Why are the police not called?
- Shoots straight.

- I'm surprise you brought! Surprise, the Lid will begin to rock! Take the Failed... your fiancé. [throws out of the car a drunken man]
Medecin?
Medecin, Lid. Own a well-worn persona. <...> Lida, that will be fine - tell him you will decide to stick their noses back - he got a bullet in the forehead will get!
- However harsh you've become, Light.
Yeah. Will be with him. Impotent, a womanizer, a psycho and a whore. <...> the Best years I spent on it, Lida. [crying] That's the best women's the years I spent, you know! So, about the bullet - no joke. I survival courses and self defense was finished, I it, a reptile, shoot you, my hand will not tremble!

Light:
Look, really, Zander! I just did not know!
Cyril Zander:
- So rich I will.
Mikhail Gromov:
- Better if you didn't recognize me...
Light:
- Who are you?

It would be better with my Oleg understood. Soon he got his wife will be her head you into the wall hollow, and you're "just a neighbor".

- Light, are you tired? - polyposis Misha.
- Yes, I'm tired: linen was boiled, the stores went, the floors washed...
The wind pushed - continued Misha, that he is lazy, not standing in place. Rain wanted by a cloud had to shake, everything requires work, and do not sleep at night: ensure that stars are not lazy to perform his duty. Just distracted from lazy peace, from... Thus, resulting in the order of the Universe, and tired.

Sawing of the voice you saw my nerves, and yet she sit on them! Will saw and will fall...

Mish, why writer s else nothing written, and acts like a celebrity which one?
- Magic behavior. He thinks I will behave like a celebrity, and then write something... like this.

... the daughter of Brezhnev collects diamonds and you sell the only gold earrings for girls with garbage. Why?

- Mortifer Lupus Cornificius.
WHAT?! - mummy roared. - What relation to you this shaggy beast, a second after Draco in the ranking of my enemies? Don't tell me this another one of your brother!
- No, mom.
Thank Ekvilibrium! Once Draco today for me is untouchable, the war on Mortiferum Lupus Carnification - the only thing left.
- Mom, he's my husband.

- Light, distract her somehow!
- No problem, honey! This feisty woman just decided that I no vectors weakest link. Vain, baby, we do with teeth!

- I, as a scientist, there is still a dream to look at the result of the mating of a werewolf and a dragon in a slightly different combination, when the dragon is female, and a werewolf - man, said quietly Mortifer. And not just to look, I would love to have raised.
- Not one, - in the tone he decided to answer me.
- Of course! snorted Mortifer. - At least five pieces to start.

- Princess, as the champion of justice, you have to defeat a werewolf in a stone well at the bottom of the castle, - calmly replied the Manager.
What?! - I was taken aback. - We're not agreed!
- When you have consented to officially pass all the tests you made the verbal agreement. If now you tear it up, you will die.
- Damn it! Yes, I'm dead! What do you think, Rambo?

Meanwhile, ceasing to increase in size, puddle of water evenly distributed around the pedestal and stood still, as if thinking, then went and CRAWLED UP the side of the book! When the first trickle was halfway, at the same time, as if remembering opposite each other of the total collection is separated two streams and flowed in defiance of all the laws of physics to the sword and chalice.
- Incredible! - muttered the court magician, watching as my blood quietly and methodically climbing up the side of the groove.
- I also think that about the warrior she's wrong! - sadly agreed yours truly. Found in terminator armor! I'm your knights even up to the navel will not reach!

- ... This is one of your enemies, and the full list here! - He waved at the impressive size of the scroll. - I wrote it for the memory, suddenly you who forget. Blue marked enemies, whose wives or daughters have compromised your ancestors or father until married. They naturally want you to respond, each in its own way, but in a General sense the same. Red areas are those who just craves your death, the green those who are indifferent to your fate, the main thing that you were not. Black I highlighted those who are hungering for your death in agony and torture. Do not want to see? - With these words he handed all this chubby bundle me.
- What's that?! - anxiously exhaled the left hemisphere. - Population census?
- Nearly - artlessly nodded Advisor.
Needless to say which color predominated in the pocket memo? The only green man was complacently removed from the list, with labels in front of: "Killed". I do not crush the afflicted if my smertushka was he trampled?