Character: Masha. Page 1

You tell us, you son of a bitch, jealous that we in the army fed and clothed? And what us in the army was killed, you remember?

Our life has become a problem of flooring rubbed and polished pots.

Only you men like a drink - the older, more expensive, and we girls are like oysters - good fresh!

- Masha, please, forgive me!
- For what?
- Well, I don't know why! Well, unless it does not happen, that you feel that you are guilty, and you do not know - for what?

Until you here penguins swim, they have turned out better... Sharper! Sharper! It's synchronized, not "Swan lake".

Once again I decided to save! Oh Fig is capitalista.

Love is like thirst in the desert. Physiological needs are inexhaustible.

[phone rings]
- ... Embassy Of Kenya!
- Hey, dad!
- [laughs] Data, is that you?! Yes. Salary. How did you know?
- You are always fun when you get paid.

- What is love? Desire? - quietly asked the girl, trying to understand.
- Desire is only one of the components of love. Wanting someone you aspire to possess a body, and loving - to the possession of a soul. When you love, - I tried to explain to her - you want to be close to your loved one. Strive to breathe the air, because without it, you suffocate; I want to live a life with him and raise grandchildren. This is when you can feel his pain as his own and Woe is divided into two, and the joy is multiplied many times. When the beloved gives you, just flowers, and it seems that he gave you the whole world. You're given the freedom, because the only right place is next to him.

- Put the amount - a hundred rubles!
- And You say - one hundred and twenty! But my Mukhtar knows how to bring a newspaper...
- Newspapers should wear the postman.

- Uncle, you are there pipes are laid?
- Washing probe tricladium.

One more hit, and be healthy.

What are you doing here, go!
- No cops no pumpers.
- You shout louder, maybe they'll appear?
They had to be.
- Who that they need? You as a child? The world in which you live? You almost killed! Wake up, come on!

- Well, thank you, live, grief do not know. What were you thinking?
The people native.
And Anton and not people?
- In the Dorm 800.
And all your wives and children?
- Mash, you don't need.
- How so?
- I did not know that it would turn out.
- And how? How else could it turn? If they steal the years, the whole town sucked. You that they went to prove the truth? You hoped that they will cry, will his guilt to atone for, to save people? Yes, there is no for them, you know...
- For me, for me! And we had to try. And I 800 deaths do not take, understand me?
- Realized.