Character: Bernard Black

I don't know how to play the guitar. Actually I also not able to play, but I thought that it would be less obvious.

- Let's go for Sunday dinner.
- Okay... But where?
- There's this new place, very trendy... "Morgue". No vegetables, only serves dead animals on the small tombstones.
- Sure why some freaks? I just want sausage, mashed potatoes and a piece of cake, not twigs fried in honey or a donkey in a coffin!

And what kind of filth is spewing out of your hatch tonight?
- Mini medleys of chicken with summer berries.
- You know I hate student food!
- For the first! Then braised Argentinian lamb with a julienne and celery puree and spinach salsa.
- Probably forgot to buy booze!
- Wine. "Tavel", and "Primitivo" or "Navarro" to choose from.
- And I want to drink now! [throws glass at the wall]
- There's the two litres of your Spanish antifreeze. Let me know when it will be necessary to chew your food!

Oh, well, what was the day! Just Packed full of fun memories! But I have to go to bed. Thank you.
- It's the hour of the day.
- Hell, yeah? Oh shit.

- A first for me.
- Never had Affairs with the handsome?
- No, I know that they exist. Saw them on the telly.

- What is it? Delicacies are always served in little towers. What is this?
Soup.
- Well, gather it in a tower, come on.

- At the moment you're fired. What's that?
A bottle of wine to celebrate if the first day went well.
- Welcome back!

- What type of institution?
Restaurant. To dress up or down?
- At least along and across, across and along, still will eat spaghetti like a pig.

Sarah - an artist-decorator. It is in this program... her..."pet surprise".
- "Pet surprise"? What is it?
- Well, you know, they take the dog out, and he thinks it's a normal walk, but when they come back, the kennel has a patio and French doors.
- Yes, Yes! Then they take the blindfold off...
And he's like, "Oh my God!"...

- So, here's your reporting?
Yes. There may be gaps here and there...
- Yes, there's a gap in one place where there should be accounts. This gap I can see. Such a large unaccountable gap between pages 1 and 210.

- You need to write for ourselves as children. You know, when innocence was banned, when it seemed that summer would never end, and you're going the kilometers on the bike to tell a friend that you'd seen a frog.
- Yes, and when you could play in your back yard with any old thing. And all I then needed was a brick and a piece of old bone.
Of them you could build entire worlds.
- Oh, my, Yes! Here you are in the Fort, on which stands a piece of old bones, and the empty ships on a Spanish Galleon right into the brick...

Agree with me when I'm yelling at you!

- I'm normal.
- Normal?! What other grown man makes soldiers for his runny egg and then divides them into rank?
Just dabble.
- What are you? Is it okay if I eat this one?
- Don't touch the Colonel! This will undermine the morale of the soldiers.

And this new system is built on the principle of the old system, right?
- I would go further. I would say that this is absolutely the same system.