Character: Stas Karpov

- Looks like the night was a success?
- Wrong word.
- Do you have problems again?
- And when weren't there?

- Thanks, regularly.

- Stasik himself wants to steer.
- And Stasik doesn't know how to steer. You're used to commanding scuffs, and here normal people work.
- Stasik will try.

Because, for everything, someone has to answer.

- Here you go meat and fish. She is ready, you only need to warm up. Can't watch you eat some dumplings...
- Even the dumplings.
- Well, of course, changes things.

Grandpa is not right. We are not bandits. We are much worse.

You know, what oil? Oil is, above all, power. It we lubricated each lever, each wheel in the system.

Useless information does not happen!

I remember you once said: step back to move forward... But admittedly, this is not the case. We lost.
- If I ever thought in my life. In mentovke, in the nuthouse... or sometime later. If I just let this idea get in your head, I now wouldn't be here. It's not a loss. It is a necessary sacrifice. The target remains.

And what I always come back to you. It is clear, it will not end well. You're not from my world. Yeah, I'm not sure you're out of this world.
- No. I was just out of this world. Only the dirtiest parts of it.

(the doorbell rings)
- You waiting for someone?
- I have long been waiting for nobody, except psychiatric teams, but today I didn't hire her.

I get lucky a lot. There are people unhappy, but lucky. I'm one of them.

Among the good - I'm good. Among beasts I am the beast.

All corruption is blamed. And it to build and live help.